amchentai
Gundam Pilot
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"Yes... The Force can do many things, good and bad... Can make one feel good.." The ghost closed her eyes and Emma felt warm, almost orgasmic. "Or be used to sharpen pain.." Emma felt cold, fear, almost like hundreds of pins pressed against her body. The ghost opened her eyes and looked at Emma.
"What do you want the Force to be Emma Wolf?" The Ghost asked, and if Emma was to lock eyes she would be almost lost in the swirled currents of the Force that made up her eyes right now. She would catch flashes of her past visions. The images of Varook rampaging and killed, his cock bloody with the many females he had killed, Luka and Clara broken at his feet. Then of the tub, but this time the man was not human, but it was Varook she was sitting with, in his seed talking to Luka. Other images flashed for her, images of her death, of her giving birth, of her as a old woman looking out across the night sky of a planet she had never seen before. Emma would lose control and if not for the small bubble the Force Ghost herself was projecting Emma would damage the ship and bridge with her uncontrolled outbursts, thought not her fault as the overwhelming images and outcomes her life could take flashed before her. The last image Emma got before the visions stopped like someone had turned off the lights would leave her feeling sick. She would see herself standing next to the Emperor and Darth Vader, and Varook would be dead at her feet, her hand holding the Lightsaber that killed him. The Red blade and the smile on her own face, and the juice running between her thighs at the pleasure she took in killing him.
The Force Ghost looked at Emma and waited for what she had to say. She would have questions that had no answers and had seen things only she now could remember. The Force had shown her things, outcomes that could be, that would be and would never be. It was for her to find out which was witch and what ones she could get the most out of and ones she would rather not see come to light. The Force Ghost knew she could only do so much and that Emma would need a real teacher of flesh and blood to hone her skills but what she could offer was guidance on how to find someone to teach her, and what to avoid.
"What do you want the Force to be Emma Wolf?" The Ghost asked, and if Emma was to lock eyes she would be almost lost in the swirled currents of the Force that made up her eyes right now. She would catch flashes of her past visions. The images of Varook rampaging and killed, his cock bloody with the many females he had killed, Luka and Clara broken at his feet. Then of the tub, but this time the man was not human, but it was Varook she was sitting with, in his seed talking to Luka. Other images flashed for her, images of her death, of her giving birth, of her as a old woman looking out across the night sky of a planet she had never seen before. Emma would lose control and if not for the small bubble the Force Ghost herself was projecting Emma would damage the ship and bridge with her uncontrolled outbursts, thought not her fault as the overwhelming images and outcomes her life could take flashed before her. The last image Emma got before the visions stopped like someone had turned off the lights would leave her feeling sick. She would see herself standing next to the Emperor and Darth Vader, and Varook would be dead at her feet, her hand holding the Lightsaber that killed him. The Red blade and the smile on her own face, and the juice running between her thighs at the pleasure she took in killing him.
The Force Ghost looked at Emma and waited for what she had to say. She would have questions that had no answers and had seen things only she now could remember. The Force had shown her things, outcomes that could be, that would be and would never be. It was for her to find out which was witch and what ones she could get the most out of and ones she would rather not see come to light. The Force Ghost knew she could only do so much and that Emma would need a real teacher of flesh and blood to hone her skills but what she could offer was guidance on how to find someone to teach her, and what to avoid.