#ex padawan

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𝔄𝔪𝔬𝔫𝔤𝔰𝔱 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔰𝔢 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔯𝔰 - cal kestis x reader

smut! Ex inquisitor! Ex padawan! Fem reader! Violence!

teaser!

“Liar. she would never be one of you!” Cal struggled to catch this breath, solely the barrier keeping the distance.

“Amongst everything, maker, every single species, every planet, amongst all these stars yet it’s always been you.”

(The story is out now!)

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𝔄𝔪𝔬𝔫𝔤𝔰𝔱 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔰𝔢 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔯𝔰 cal kestis x reader | chapter 1

Chapter 1 - past

“Yes second sister I’ve located her on courucant” I said, firmly holding the transmitter, struggling to speak as my legs carried me further into the city, passers by all gawping at me as I wizzed past them, “don’t take long, the grand inquisitor wants you by sunrise, 4th sister” the second sister ended the transmission, her voice remaining stoic, I frantically slowed down, throwing the transmitter against the wall beside me with all force, shattering it into multiple pieces.

I’ve lost my helmet by now, maker knows where it’s ended up.

I looked around frantically, clearly drawing attention as to my inquisitor suit, I saw a vendor selling clothes, I took a few breaths and covered most of myself with my cloak before I walked towards the klatoonian who was shouting, a desperate attempt to get sales.

“Hello hello very eh pretty that one yes” he spoke, his basic seeming very broken, as I touched the tight leather pants that hung above his stand, seeming it would be a good enough, “indeed yes, how much?” I spoke, trying my absolute best to seem like a local or at least a normal person visiting rather than a person in a rush, “discount for very pretty lady, eh credits” he showed all his fingers, “and this?” I pointed to the black shirt with disconnected flowy black sleeves, seemingly a good material, “eh five so all together one five!”

I took 15 credits out my pocket, good I found someone in the fortress just yesterday who would switch, I assume a new mechanic as the only form of currency used on nur, well if there was anything past the fortress other than the vast sea, was imperial credits.

I handed the guy the money as I took both the pants and shirt under my cloak as I turned and walked away at a respectable speed.

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I walked out the freshers that were located in the club in my new attire, still my same boots, utility belt and cloak, the cloak just resting on my shoulders not covering most my body anymore, it fit just about right, snug but not painful or too snug that I look like a Jabba the Hutt twillek slave if they got to wear anything but slave attire, I moved my way past the people, the music blaring, hurting my ears ever so slightly.

I stopped, looking at the table where there was people around it, all were gambling judging on the array of credits and jewels and other precious items on the table, “ugh Kriff!” a lateron slammed his fists on the table, “still to scared to bet your ship Greez?”

a ship,

I needed transport off of this rock. I would start getting hunted eventually, I need to get off this planet, to somewhere the mid rim far away from any imperials, if the empire hasn’t taken over most of the galaxy, yet not in the core worlds so I wouldn’t be easy to find.

the guy got off the chair, the people at the table still laughing, I walked over as he was making his way towards the exit, muttering something to a com link, “hey I didn’t mean to eavesdrop but I heard you have a ship? I need to get to anywhere in mid rim I’ll play good!” I blurted everything out, barely giving the guy a chance to turn around, “how much we talking?” He questioned, analyzing me, “1000 credits” I took the bag out and shook it, “well say less! Follow me” he exclaimed as he stood on his tip toes, taking the bag, I assume it’s a little more if not the near same amount he just lost.

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“this is the mantis!” I followed Greez in, it was actually a really nice ship, a really nice luxurious interior, “it’s very nice” I looked around, it has the cockpit to the left and the kitchen and what I assume is the outrigger engine and maybe some rooms to the right, “It’s a luxury yacht, not to brag but I won it off someone” he bragged, raising his head high, “and who’s this Greez?” A unfamiliar woman came out of the cockpit, she seemed about in her 40s maybe early 50s , “y/n um y/n l/n” I smiled, it’s not like many people knew my real name as a inquisitor, if I was talked about, I was referred to as the 4th sister, even by the other inquisitors and staff most of the time.

“I’m Cere, Cere Junda and this is my captain Greez ditrus” the woman smiled back, at least she was friendly. Such a pity I couldn’t take anything with me rather than what I had on, otherwise the other imperials would have caught on.

“where are you headed?” Cere sat down, urging me to sit next to her, “anywhere in the mid rim that’s not controlled by the empire” I shrugged, looking towards the woman beside me, “well there’s not many, either Ryloth or Toydaria, and trust me, neither one of those are even slightly good choices” she pursed her lips, “well, we’ll figure something out but first we need a stop on bracca, I need to get some scrapped parts.”

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“we’re landing soon, sit down kid!” Greez half shouted, breaking my conversation with Cere, I nodded getting in the co pilot seat, slightly getting pulled back in the seat as he pulled out of light speed, safe to say Bracca is entirely empire ruled. Wouldn’t be in my best favor to go outside the mantis.

“Permission to land on bay 776” someone who I can assume is a storm trooper said over the communicator as Greez lowered the ship, “I’ll go you two stay here.”

thank the maker she didn’t ask for me to go too.

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“Greez, follow that train!” Cere bursted in the ship, frantically closing the hatch, making me jump and almost taking my lightsaber out that was hidden in my belt. “What why?!” Greez grunted yet still starting the ship, “there’s a Jedi getting chased by an inquisitor for makers sake!” She shouted, dropping the parts, emmiting a clank as they hit the floor, “alright alright!” The ship jump started, making me tumble onto the floor, I could see faintly, well from my distance, the train through the windows in the cockpit.

Cere opened the hatch, shouting something I couldn’t quite make out as I was focused from what I could see of person she was speaking to..

| flashback | “Hey! No fair I haven’t got to learn force push yet!” I shouted towards the young red head running from me. Struggling to catch my breath as I picked up speed. Cal giggled as I tackled him to the floor, both of us landing with a thud. “Im still faster!”

| end |

Cal.. could it be him?

Just as Cere closed the hatch again the mantis moved forwards, making me stumble slightly but not fall to the ground this time, all I can ponder is who is this? And could it really be who it might be? I moved my way to the kitchen, taking in all I could see, incase I would have to make my own food.

I could hear the guns fire yet I wasn’t able to make out at what, Cere opened the hatch, “Get on board!” She shouted, gesturing for the Jedi to be quick, I peeked over the kitchen counter, I saw him, walking slowly towards Cere, he seemed really injured.

There was the second sister, I ducked down, I got this far I’m not trying to get recaptured back just to hurt more and more Jedi just because they survived order 66.

I could hear the hiss of the hatch closing, I carried on sitting here, all of this happening in one day? It’s really too much.

I got caught off my thoughts when the ship spun around, throwing me to the side where the terrarium was, I screamed as I got thrown towards the couch, hitting my head as the ship did another aggressive spin.

I could hear Greez jump to light speed, steadying the ship, I looked to where the cockpit is.

It is Cal. That lightsaber.

both Cere and Cal walked out the cockpit towards the control board, “thanks for the help but who are you people?” He panted, looking around. He paused as he looked in my direction.

“Y/n?” “Cal?”

He just stood there for a minute, struggling to find words, I stood up walking towards him slowly.

He didn’t say anything else rather just embraced me, his hands going around my back as I buried my face in his neck.

I put my hands around his neck, the same boy I grew up with all my life, the only real friend I ever had that I thought was long gone.

Oh maker how I missed him.

“I’m Cere Junda and this is my captain Greez Ditrus, and I see you already know y/n” Cal pulled away from me. “How you doing?” Greez came out the cockpit, “you know this is my ship but you better pay attention to this lady” he gestured to Cere, “same for you y/n!”

“and who are you?” Cere questioned, looking at Cal as he paced back and forth, “Cal, Kestis.” , “who was that back there?” “A imperial inquisitor, a force user hunting Jedi survivors and now that she knows who you are, she will not stop until she destroys you.” She looked at him with a stern expression. If he knew who I use to be he’d hate me.

“how do you know so much?. and why’d you help me?” “We tracked the imperial communications, we heard they were going to Bracca”

So it wasn’t just for spare parts then.

They couldn’t have heard mine right?

“So we did our move”, “oh yeah?” Cal breathed heavily, “what’s the bounty on Jedi’s this days anyway?” He glanced towards me. “That’s gratitude for ya!” Greez pointed towards Cal who still seemed tense, “look I get it, you’ve been surviving on your own for so long it’s impossible to trust anyone. And it’s what’s kept you alive” . “But this is about something bigger than just surviving” she still kept her distance, “like what?”

“like rebuilding the Jedi order”

What.

”anybody else?” He asked, looking around again, “oh we’re not good enough for ya?”

“The Jedi council?” , “they’re gone” Ceres tone dropped. He opened his mouth to speak but nothing came out.

“captain, set a course for Bogano.” Cere commanded, not taking her eyes off Cal, “aye aye” Greez returned to the cockpit.

“In the mean time try and relax, go you’re safe. For now” Cere walked away, also towards the cockpit.

“y/n.”

“Cal.”

“I. How have you been?” I moved to give him a space to sit, “I missed you” I looked towards him before looking down again, “yeah, me too.”

@jaisilver as you requested 😋

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𝔄𝔪𝔬𝔫𝔤𝔰𝔱 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔰𝔢 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔯𝔰 - cal kestis x reader chapter 2

Summary: you and cal get to bogano

words: 1175 (I know short ass I’ll try get more in next chapter 🥹)

warnings: none

“You were talking in your sleep.” A pause. “Pfft. Weirdo.”

Greez’s voice cut through the haze of dreams. Cal jolted awake with a grunt, sitting upright as the Mantis hummed around him. Greez was already on his feet, lumbering back toward the cockpit without another glance.

 He walked to the ship's couch, “hey” he glanced at y/n who seemed to be lost in her thoughts, “hey cal” she smiled.

His gaze drifted to the guitar-like instrument resting against the coffee table, feeling some sort of energy around it. With curiosity he picked it up, letting his fingers feel the strings before he consciously decided to play.

The melody came naturally, too naturally. Like muscle memory. Like he’d played it a hundred times before, like he's been practicing for ages, she looked at him, a hint of surprise on her face. “I wrote that song years ago” Cere approached the two, “you touch an object and witness events connected to it. You feel it’s history” . “It’s an.. echo from the force in an object.” . “Not many Jedi have that skill” . 

“How would you know that?” He asked, looking back at Cere who was now sitting beside him.

“I was once a Jedi. but not anymore.” She sighed, looking down at the floor. “Do I know you?” Cal raised an eyebrow.” , “no but I knew your master Jaro Tapal. He was a true guardian of the republic.” . the words hung in the air, his hands tightening at the instrument.

“He was a hero” . He opened his mouth, for a few seconds nothing came out, he was trying to muster up the words that he couldn't find.

The air was so thick with tension it could be cut by a knife.

“I survived but.. my connection to the force is damaged” . 

“When I meditate and I let my guard down I lose control it’s like I’m back in that moment bu-” 

She cut him off, “you survived Cal. And you’re not alone. Not anymore.” 

“We're coming up on your destination” Greez’s voice crackled through some speaker, causing Cere to head to the cockpit, “an force echo huh.” Y/n raised an eyebrow at Cal who also got up, “yeah. Do you have any abilities other than, well you know, the basics?” .She hesitated for just a fraction of a second. Force choke definitely wasn’t an option.

“Shatterpoint,” she said instead, giving a small nod. It wasn’t a lie, just something she hadn’t used in a long time.

“Handy.” cal pat her shoulder.

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“This is Bogano,” Cere said as the ramp lowered. The three of them stepped out into thick green terrain, mist clinging tightly to the air. “A Jedi I knew discovered it before the Purge. You won’t find it on any maps.” She added.

 “the empire doesn’t know this place exists?” Y/n asked, taking in the green, lightly swampy scenery, “no.” Cere smiled. “So what’s the plan we hide out here?” Cal asked, looking slightly sceptical. “We’re done hiding Cal. See that structure over there? I believe it holds the key to rebuilding the Jedi order. But it requires someone strong in the force to pass the test.”

 She pointed to the acient structure in the distance.

“and since you’re not a Jedi anymore that’s why you need me, and y/n” Cal didn’t give her a chance to say anything. “I know you don’t trust me. And I’m not really sure I trust you two, but we have a common enemy and a common cause, I’ll share more of my plan after you reach the vault.” . “But until then there’s someone here I want you two to meet.” Cere turned around, making her way back inside the ship, “may the force be with you.” .

“Guess we’re looking for a Jedi then?” Cal turned to face y/n, “guess so.” . “But if there’s one here why does cere need us?” , “maybe it’s not a Jedi.” She took in more of her surroundings.

“well uh I think we should head there as it connects to more land?” She awkwardly asked, turning once more to the redhead beside her, he nodded in response. Both of them made their way straight ahead and right. The whole terrain was boggy, rightfully so to the name. “Now who would live in a place like this.” Cal looked down to where the ground extended seemingly endlessly downwards. Maker knows what could be down there.

Cal looked down, jumping slightly. A droid. “A bd droid?” Y/n cocked her eyebrow, she's seen these around the fortress. The droid emitted a noise, binary. “Hey, Bd-1.” huh Bd-1. “I’m Cal.” Bwooop “uh yeah we’re okay we’re just.. we’re looking for someone.” Bwooop? “no not you, we’re searching for, uh, a jedi.. I think.” He shrugged, looking to the side. Beep be-beep beep! “Hold on.. you know the jedi? What do you know?” Cal’s eyes lit up as he stood up. “Wait hold on!” He yelled as the droid seemed to slice something. “Lucky find.” She looked at Bd-1. “Don’t ever see many BD droids anymore.” , “Guess not” he shrugged.

A bridge appeared, Bd-1 running on forward to the island or whatever it really was above, 

She stepped closer to the edge, eyeing the hanging vines trailing down the cliffside. She gave one a firm tug, testing the weight. It held, good.

“Vines’ll take us up.”

Without waiting for anything Cal would say, she grabbed on and started climbing, movements efficient and careful. Halfway up, she paused.

“Safe enough” she said, glancing down at Cal giving him a smirk before climbing upwards to where the droid was waiting, Cal joining her shortly after, with not too much hesitation.

“That's the vault Cere mentioned. Whoever we’re supposed to find must be waiting there.” 

“Yeah.” she said, scanning the terrain once again.

“This way.” She pointed to the part where the land broke into wide stone steps, each ledge topped with stubborn grass yet still stretching downwards into oblivion,  both of them headed in that direction, mud squelching beneath their feet.

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Finally they reached the same island as the ancient vault, “race you there?” Cal smirked, “ohhhh it's on!” she exclaimed, already shifting her weight forwards.

BD-1 was miles ahead before they started running, “Slow!” y/n shouted as she reached the start of the vault, “just wait till I get in better shape.” Cal giving her a playful shove.

They stood before the vault’s towering stone door, half-buried in moss and age. Faint lines of blue light traced through the seams, pulsing softly, as if the structure itself were alive. Cal stepped closer, feeling the quiet hum of the Force beneath the surface, calm, patient.

He placed his fingertips against the stone and closed his eyes.

The Force flowed through him, gentle but deep, Bogano felt.. peaceful, steady. Cal focused, letting the energy move, aligning himself with the vault’s intent rather than attempting forcing it open.

The stone trembled, with a deep, resonant groan, dust and vines shook loose as the massive door slowly slid upward.