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WARNING: Smut, female masturbation, slight mention of murder/Order 66 references.

A/N: To my new readers, I SWEAR to you, the writing gets better. I just haven't had the chance to edit older chapters. Thank youuu.

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Anakin's POV

—We took down one Rebel base on Ryloth. It was a small one, however, we got access to their database and discovered the locations of at least two more hideouts. — Qui-Gon explained.

—The Geonosis one is less complicated, but the one located in Hoth is tricky. The planet is a snowball. Also, the hideout is inside the planet's caves, so there goes the element of surprise. —Sighed Obi-Wan.

—Don't be so negative, Obi-Wan. That pushes us to have a more aggressive approach. Just my style.—I smiled cockily.

—Don't get so ahead of yourself, Anakin. We cannot afford to lose troops in such a simple mission. We need a detailed plan. We will discuss this in our briefing tomorrow.—Qui-Gon stated.

Not even when we switched to the dark side he stopped being so... himself. Wise, mindful, strategic. I still remembered the day I found out he was tampering with the dark side. I cannot say I was totally surprised with that information. After all, Qui-Gon was never the most faithful follower of the Jedi Code.

But still, I was shocked. Imagine watching your father figure go against everything he has ever taught you. I was furious, I felt betrayed until he explained everything; How he thought the Council was corrupt, how the Senate was a useless organization and how unappreciated we were. They, in fact, treated us like pawns. He told me every reservation he had against the Council, especially against Windu. I remember his words exactly:

—C'mon Anakin, you have seen the way they treat you. It breaks my heart everytime they ignore your suggestions or undermine your abilities. You are our strongest Jedi and they constantly bench you. They don't trust you. They don't value you. Why would we stay? — I saw his nostrils getting bigger with every word he said.

—I must admit, I have had questions about the Order myself, ever since the beginning of the Clone Wars. Aren't we supposed to be peacekeepers? I feel they don't behave accordingly to what they preach... —I shook my head, looking at the floor. —You're right, Qui-Gon. I thought it was my ego, but... I can't shake this feeling every time they push me aside, every time they make me feel useless. Not to mention, I still haven't forgiven them for not letting me rescue my mother...—I admitted with a growing ball of anger inside my chest.

—Before I even brought you to Coruscant, they repeatedly questioned my judgment and it got worse with my request to train you. I have believed in you this whole time, I have never regretted rescuing you from Tatooine. But sometimes... I wonder if I caused you more pain than good by bringing you here.— He scratched his forehead with defeat.

—My Master, I have a life's debt with you, you saved me from the claws of hell. Protected me. Trained me. I could never repay you. —I assured him, suddenly feeling guilty for ever second guessing him. I know that Qui-Gon would never turn his back to the Jedi Order without a reason. Who am I to question him? —I'll follow you, master.

—My boy, I don't expect you to join me. I understand if this is a path you can't understand, but just know I can't stay. I have been learning the dark side methods with a Sith Lord, Darth Sidious. I believe I can overthrow him, and the Senate too. Restore peace through an Empire. —He beamed a wicked grin, that suddenly fell. —But we cannot do that with the Jedi still around, so we are planning on... eliminating them. I'm telling you now, so you have time to run away-

—I'm gonna interrupt you there... Where do you need me? —A smile cracked my face. He grinned back and laughed, putting his arm around my shoulders.

After that conversation, we got down to work on our master plan. Qui-Gon was finishing his training with Darth Sidious, who I found out was Chancellor Palpatine all along. I was kind of shook when Qui-Gon admitted he wanted to kill him; he was a kind man to me while growing-up, but apparently he was never on the original plan of our Empire. Qui-Gon and Palpatine got to keep their relationship a secret, but the disturbances in the Force kept getting stronger as long as Qui-Gon was getting more powerful, so we needed to act fast before the Council noticed.

Obi-Wan joined us in our little scheme after some deliberation; he was unsure about his transition. I could see he was constantly pushing those worries in the back of his head, but he followed us every step of the way. After our trio was completed, Qui-Gon trained us in the dark side ways without Sidious noticing or he would kill him immediately. Qui-Gon also told us he had an additional apprentice that he would introduce to us when the moment was right: Darth Phoenix.

They were always working on the sidelines, doing Qui-Gon's secret jobs. To this day, we have never seen them, due to the fact that they spent most of the time hunting down extreme threats in the Outer Rim. I'm still unsure if Phoenix participated in the execution of Order 66, about two years ago. I was in the Jedi Temple on Coruscant and Obi-Wan took care of the Trade Federation in Mustafar, but no sight of Qui-Gon's famous apprentice.

The next information will always remain confidential for the rest of eternity, but I must admit I'm kind of jealous. He always talks about their successes and their mass murders and their amazing lightsaber skills,....and on and on about how reliable and perfect Phoenix is. I'm sick. So this mission is my perfect opportunity to show Qui-Gon who is his biggest ally. Who really shows up when he needs support.

My mind came back to the present when Qui-Gon's comlink bipped. He smiled widely at it and looked at us.

—I have a surprise for you guys. My apprentice is arriving at the hangar as we speak. You will finally meet! —He said excitedly. I could sense the paternal love radiating from him, the kind he usually shows me.

—That is very good news, Qui-Gon. I am eager to meet Darth Phoenix. I must know if they are worth all the praise you give them. —Obi-Wan joked, not earning a laugh from my part.

—Trust me, I undersell them. — He smudged.

—You know? Now that I recall, you have never explained how you two met. Where did you find them?—I curiously asked, raising an eyebrow.

—Well, it's actually really funn- —Qui-Gon was interrupted by the loud steps from the clone legion approaching.

In the middle of the trooper army, there was a human figure with a long black robe, just like ours. I couldn't see anything underneath and I couldn't hear a single thing. Normally I'm pretty good at reading people's thoughts, I may say it's my best developed ability, like force healing is Obi Wan's. But for some reason I couldn't get a single thing from that mind. The shadow kept approaching us, even when the troopers left the room. So this is the infamous Darth...

—Phoenix! It's so good to finally see you! —Qui-Gon cheered. —I must congratulate you on your last mission. It was a profound success. —He praised accompanied with clapping.

Their arms lifted above their head and pulled the hoodie off, finally revealing their face. I almost gasped at the sight. Beautiful long hair, glowy skin, gorgeous eyes, plumped lips, stunning smile... Wait, what? Phoenix is a girl?

No. She is a woman.

She gave Qui-Gon a wide smile and ran towards him. Qui-Gon hugged her in a really loving way, borderline protective. She returned the emotional hug and replied:

—Oh, Master, I don't need any praise. Any mission in order to protect the Empire is just my duty. —She stepped away from the embrace and bowed to Qui-Gon, who responded with a sweet smile, as he tilted his head.

—Come, get comfortable. Trooper! Get her coat!—A trooper arrived to catch the robe she let go. I made an unbelievable effort to not show how attractive I found her, even when my body was giving out clues.

She was wearing a tight black suit with long sleeves. Although the suit covered her whole cleavage, it was so tight that I was able to see the shape and size of her breasts perfectly. The material adjusts incredibly well to the curves of her ass and thighs. There really wasn't anything left to imagination.

Yeah, fucking sue me for having a semi-hard boner.

I was absolutely eye-fucking her until Qui-Gon interrupted.

—Phoenix, I would like you to meet two very important people, my old friends: Obi-Wan Kenobi and Anakin Skywalker.

—Hey, hey, hey! —The three of them turned their confused gaze to me. She and I locked eyes for the first time and it actually felt like time itself had stopped. Her curious eyes focused on me, perfectly drawn eyebrows arching in expectation. Swallowing hard, I forgot what I was about to say. The only thought in my mind were those incredible irises that were staring at me... waiting...waiting... Right! — What about discretion? I thought we had to keep our identities secret. —I whined, clearly upset that Qui-Gon just blew my whole cover.

—Oh, well, you're right. I'm sorry. —Qui-Gon apologized. —Darth Phoenix, these are Darth Rakkaus and Darth Vader. —He presented again, using his hand to point at each of us.

—Well, it doesn't matter now. —I huffed and rolled my eyes and she looked at me with cheeky eyes and half smile, making fun of me.

—It's not like I didn't know them already. We are on the same side, remember? —"Phoenix" teased. —Also, there wasn't a single street in the galaxy that didn't have your face on a poster during the Clone Wars, Hero with no fear. —She also rolled her eyes, laughing. Obi Wan and Qui-Gon joined.

—And did you enjoy the view?—I asked cockily, testing the waters.

—Let's just say I preferred to watch the ambulances unload, General. —She finalized the sentence with my title. It shouldn't have turned me on the way it did.

—Excuse Anakin's rudeness, Phoenix. I would love to say it's unlike him, but I would be lying. Obi-Wan Kenobi, at your service. —Obi-Wan stretched his hand to Phoenix, who gladly took it. — Qui-Gon tells the craziest stories about you. Is it true that you alone dismantled the Hutt's dominance in the Outer Rim?—He asked, totally impressed.

—Well, I could say yes, but that would totally minimize my legion's efforts.—She answered humbly. —But I must add that I was particularly proud on the Tatooine's victory. The slaves were so grateful.

I froze at the mention of my home land. I always said that I would come back to Tatooine and free all of the slaves, but you know, life gets in the way. Now I couldn't help but to feel embarrassed for neglecting my life's goal. And to see someone else do it...

—That is most impressive. —Expressed Obi-Wan, with widened eyes. He then also looked at me, to admire my reaction. He knew it would affect me, however, I didn't give him the satisfaction of knowing how jealous I was.

—I agree, but we would have loved those type of skills in the Order 66. By the way, where the fuck were you? We did all of the dirty work. —I complained like a bratty kid, but I didn't care.

—Well, golden boy, who the fuck do you think took care of Palpatine?— She raised her eyebrows mockingly, tasting the heat of her words. I could perceive that I wasn't recruiting her in the Anakin Skywalker fan club.

Both Obi-Wan and I stayed in shock at the statement. We always thought that was Qui-Gon's job. To be able to kill Palpatine meant that she was really, really strong... In ways-

—I would really love to talk about it, but I'm exhausted. I could really use some sleep. —She subtly glared at me, only to then yawn.

—For sure, I'm gonna get a trooper to lead you to your chambers. We have a meeting tomorrow to discuss our next attack. I want you well rested. —Qui-Gon pointed at her.

—See you tomorrow, Master. Obi-Wan, Anakin. —She tilted her head provocatively, before heading out.

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Y/n's POV

By the time I arrived at my chambers, I had a killing headache. I thought it was the jet lag or that I was hungry. I went to the kitchen, looking for something to eat. I found chocolate chip cookies on a platter, a real treasure for a chocolate enthusiast like me.

But that didn't ease the pain in my brain. I considered it to be a consequence of dehydration, so I drank tons of water. That didn't work either. At last, I thought that maybe I was simply tired because of my trip, so I decided to take a relaxing shower.

Heading to the bathroom to get rid of my clothes, I entered the beautiful marble cage with a rainfall shower head. I let the hot water wash over me, taking all of the extra weight with it. I was starting to relax when another wave of pain hit me, the pain even more unbearable. My worrying was beginning to escalate when I remembered the last time I felt something like that.

Someone was trying to get through my mental shields.

After that the pain magically ceased. There were only three other people inside these walls that could have been doing that. However, Qui-Gon was easily discarded; he respected my privacy way too much. And between Obi-Wan and Anakin? The answer was pretty clear. I secured them extra carefully after opening them for a second and thinking:

"Fuck off, perv".

I was kind of amused by his interest in me. I couldn't deny it was mutual. I heard the stories about him: Anakin Skywalker, most powerful jedi ever, the Hero with no Fear, General of the Grand Army of the Republic, the Chosen One; or Darth Vader, strongest Sith Lord ever, Supreme Commander of the Imperial Army.

Force, there was something incredibly hot about a man that held military titles.

And let's not forget that gorgeous face. The minute our eyes met I felt drawn. And can we just pause for a second and concentrate on his adorable butt chin? It was almost imperceptible but I loved that little, tiny detail. And I knew that was the only thing in his whole body I could describe as tiny. The biceps that popped from under his robe were giving me a hard time focusing, almost derailing me enough to mess up with my head and not be able to banter back. His long legs invited me to climb him and I was convinced that his abs were deliciously chiseled, and that under those loose pants a massive beast was ready to be unleashed. I just knew it.

[SMUT STARTS]

The further my mind wondered, the further my hand traveled down my body. I sighed before even getting to the good stuff.

It has been a while... I murmured to myself.

Between missions and camps, I hardly had time to do my own things, ...especially not take care of myself in that way. And, boy, was that all tension built up and ready to explode. And meeting Anakin was the perfect trigger to let it all out.

Once it reached my clit I started massaging the little nub, holding back a little, teasing myself in the same way I knew he would. My first impression of him told me he would absolutely make me work for it, not granting me the wish of cumming on his big hand. I would going faster at times and then slowing down again, making the fire in my belly grow.

I don't think he would leave it there though, no.

He would lower his other hand, the one with the leather glove, and push two of his thick fingers into me at once; and so I did with my own hand, having to lean against the wall when the tension became too overwhelming. I started pumping my fingers in and out, trying to imagine how delightful the texture of the leather would feel against my walls.

That thought was followed by an audible moan that I was sure he would mock me for.

Such a desperate little thing. Echoed in my head.

Oh, if only he knew. Force, images of his face were flashing through my brain, I felt the burning water drops hit my skin, and pictured them soaking his curls, making them stick to his flustered face sinfully.

I started rubbing my clit faster when the familiar burn of release settled in my stomach, my wrists were sore, but I swear I could almost feel his breath against my cheek, calling me, luring me over the edge. I tilted my head back with a thud against the shower as my release covered my hands, whimpering when I got my fingers out of me. All traces of his image were gone once I opened my eyes.

[SMUT ENDS]

For a moment I considered bringing my shields down, to give him a taste of what he was missing.

But I contained myself.

Not because I was shy, I actually felt no shame in my sexual nature. However, I knew teasing Anakin wasn't the best decision to make. I was sure it was something Qui-Gon would frown upon. And the last thing I wanted was to upset my master. I was way too loyal for that.

But flirting isn't so bad...I mean, at the end of the day it is just teasing.

Stop! My mental voice shouted.

Don't go looking for things you don't want to find.

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A/N: Welcome to "Phoenix"! I'm so excited to launch this story!!

Let me know what do you think about the character moodboard (Just so you get an idea of Phoenix's vibe), Anakin and Phoenix's interaction, or about anything really hahaha.

I feel like I should clarify that even though this story is set in a universe where Anakin is Vader, it's not like he rejects his Anakin Skywalker phase. He still answers to that name, identifies and feels comfortable in it (Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan too actually), but you know, every Sith needs another name.

Thank you for being here and please, continue :)

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