Landing

The Habitat was built for force sensitives to fly through the unknown region with precognition. Khan and Belia could work together to steer away from any space anomalies.

With Belia at the controls, he didn't have to worry. He moved to a cabinet and pulled out a blue and black bodysuit he made, along with black boots.

No longer does he have to hide from the clan; He stripped off his fur clothing and tossed them to the side. Before putting on his new clothes, he entered the bathroom to bathe.

Belia was so focused she didn't even notice his movements.

A few minutes later, Khan exited the bathroom fully nude. Water still dripped from his hair as he began putting on his clothes.

This time he caught Belia's attention, the lovely scent wafting from his body filled the ship. A Shi'idos idea of bathing was wiping their body down with water. Never do they use soap on their home planet, choosing to live a simple life instead.

"Focus Belia, or we'll die." Khan pulled his suit over his junk and glanced at Belia.

"Ah, yes yes." Her cheeks flushed red as she closed her eyes to concentrate. Trying to get the image of his saber out of her mind.

Khan sat at a table to put on his boots and strapped on his two blasters. It should take them six days to reach Rakata Prime based on the anomalies they know.

Due to the size of the ship, there are very few things he can do. Especially without a proper research lab.

"I know the location of five Sith Holocrons." Khan taped the table and a projection of the galaxy popped up. A blinking dot appeared near the fringe of space. The dot traveled an unorthodox path towards Rakata Prime.

"Revan's Holocron is there." His eyes moved from Rakata and searched the map. "There, Freedon Nadd's Holocron is on Onderon's moon Dxun." He taped the map and a long path from Rakata Prime to Onderon was drawn.

Seeing such a long path, his eyes moved to the Deep Core. He tapped twice, once on the planet Prakith and the other on Tython. The route was remapped with the two new stops.

"Andeddu's Holocron is on Prakith and there must be something on Tython." His eyes turned to Belia. "Some lost knowledge on how to create holocrons at least."

He couldn't help frown when he studied the route further. He had to spend a lot of time in the barren southern part of the galaxy.

The good thing is he wanted to go to Onderon before going to the Deep Core, where he could get the Holocron to learn sith magic and obtain the Orbalisk.

He didn't even think of the other two holocrons on Korriban. 

"I guess it depends on what we find on Rakata Prime." He waved his hand and the map disappeared. Compared to his home planet, the number of ships that crashed on Rakata Prime is astonishing.

From what he knows, damaged ships surround the planet like a ring. There they will build their true capital ship using all the supplies from the Sith and republic.

Khan grabbed some tools out of the locker and parts from the cabinet. He knew they had a lot of work ahead of them, so he continued creating spider bots.

SB-21 is the twenty-first version of the bot, hence the name. In total, he had ten of the droids on standby, all of them connected to the Habitat's computer as processors.

The next few days were uneventful, they switched positions ever so often so the other could rest. When they drew closer to the planet he could feel something reaching out to him through the force.

Finally, the Habitat exited hyperspace. On the display screen, they saw a planet that seemed to glow blue.

"Haaaa." Belia sighed with relief. "We finally made it, I was going crazy on this ship. It's too small, nowhere to stretch my legs at all." She stretched in the control chair like a cat, no longer wearing her primitive clothing but a form-fitting red flight suit.

The material appeared to be made out of leather and hugged her curves tightly. Her breasts were perked up and squeezed into a revealing v-neck, her behind was so tight a coin could bounce off.

Khan ignored Belia, even from here he could feel the strong dark side aura emitted from the planet. His body seemed to cheer, feeling like he truly returned home for the first time.

"Belia this place will be a test for you, the planet is seeped in dark side energy." His eyes finally turned towards Belia.

"Or this could be the perfect time for me to train in the dark side?" She looked at him with expectant eyes.

Khan reached towards her head with two fingers. She closed her eyes when she saw this but the expected bump never came. Instead, he ran his fingers through her hair and grasped the back of her head.

He gently kissed her forehead and whispered in her ear. "You can't turn to the dark side, in case it fails me, you shall be the light to illuminate my path. Blind my enemies with your brilliance so I can strike from the shadows."

He pulled back and looked into her slowly opening eyes. "As long as we are together we are balanced, two sides of the same whole."

Belia noded with a heavy heart, feeling the seriousness of the moment. She never knew Khan put so much faith in her, while she just viewed everything as a fun game. 

Her fist clenched, unwilling to let him down.

Something about people putting so much trust in you makes you not want to let them down. Not to mention when it's the person closest to you.

The time and effort he spent with her, to make her better, almost deified his image in her mind. When she saw how ignorant, unrefined, and incompetent her peers were it only amplified her conviction. She felt like Khan knew and could do anything.

When he finally said he needed her, it felt like a fire was lit in her soul. She felt it at that moment. Her mission in life was to stand by his side and clear obstacles from his path.

Her eyes shone with a brilliant light like never before. "Don't worry Khan, the dark side can't tempt the faith in my heart."

Khan smiled when he heard her speak. Sixty years of psychological suggestion and programming have accumulated for this moment.

Countless calculations and hours of planning to get this result. He's seen this moment play out in his head a thousand times, her words the same nine out of ten times.

His fingers ran through her silky silver-white hair again. If leaving without saying goodby was the first step, this is the final. Her chance of betrayal was now zero percent as long as he didn't mess up.

She now lived her life for him, as long as he lives she will not leave his side.

"I never doubted it could." He rubbed her hair a few more times before removing his hand.

"Take us down, something is calling me. It's time to see what it is." He peeled his eyes from her glowing amethyst gems and focused on the planet.

"Hmm" Belia noded as she refocused on the HUD. Her hands plunged into the controls and started their descent.

"Habitat, scan for a large concentration of crashed ships." Belia flew past all the debris surrounding the planet, even with the force she couldn't avoid a few pieces hitting their particle shields.

The Habitat scanned the area within its sensor range and found a target. "Target acquired, displaying on the screen now."

"Thanks, Habitat." Belia followed the indicator and flew towards a rocky part of the planet.

On the HUD they could see crashed Interdictor-class, Hammerhead-class, Centurion-class, and Derriphan-class ships. Even to this day, these are some of the main battleships of the republic.

The Habitat's landing gears were deployed and the ship sat down on a rocky surface.

Belia removed her hands and the hatch to the ship opened. Fresh air blew into the ship and licked their faces for the first time in a week.

"Deploy Spider Bots, control is handed over to you Habitat. Start scanning and stripping ships within your control range." Khan turned his head, his eyes looked past the ships and barren expanse. Whatever he felt was in that direction.

Sixteen SB-21s detached from the ship and flew into the distance. Only the one docked in the control canopy remained. Only the computer on the ship can link all the drones together and form Habitat; A legion of droid AI working together.

This pod was always meant to transform into a server room and heart on their new ship.

Unlike the individual consciousness the races here like to use for their droids, his will be Legion, a Habitat of minds.

"Yes yes, leave it to us here. I'll build a larger signal booster first so Habitat can send the drones to collect parts in space." Belia waved her hand and started carrying spare parts out of the ship. She knew he was headed for a dark side Holocron and knew what she needed to do.

He glanced at her, seeing her speech patterns had not changed he was relieved.

If you want to completely emotionally brainwash someone, your own emotions must be true. As a force sensitive, this rule was magnified a thousand times. Even if his actions were calculated, he never deceived her.

For sixty years he acted as her friend, mentor, and now semi-lover.

Just as he was Belia's most important person, his feelings for her were just as strong.

Leaving them to their work, he grabbed his bag and walked off into the wasteland.