Gerris walked slowly through the nightclub. The lights and music provided a steady rythm for him as he began to move towards the exit.

Every now and then, a foolish young person would get in his way, and Gerris merely shoved the person aside, determined to get through the crowded room. He hated social interaction, it often didn't go well, not too mention hwo unhealthy it was for an assassin's job.

He made it to the exit and immediatley stepped into the cold night-air of Coruscant's undercity, once again, crowded with other people.

At least for now it served his means. He'd definately find a quieter cantina. And he thought he saw one a ways back. That is where he would replan his killing blows to the Jedi.

He found the cantina, took a deep breath, and decided that he would turn in for a day.

Atrila stared at the man

"Why did you take an interest in me earlier? How long were you watching me before I noticed you?"

A sudden thought hit her like a thunderbolt

"Are you working with the hunter?"

"Are you working with the hunter?"

"You mean the man you pushed off the building that allowed him to escape. No, I'm not." he responded slowly.

She was rash and quick with her judgment, wish her assumptions. He leaned back in the chair he was sitting in, resting an arm on the table in front allowing the cloak to fall open revealing his black sleeveless shirt, and the scars he bore upon his arms. Ohesiu hid nothing, he was not ashamed of any part of him, nor did he care what others think about him.

Ohesiu's white eyes stayed fixed upon the her "Only since the commotion outside happened. People take notice when to many Jedi are involved."

He slide his arm that was resting upon the table closer to him, never once blinking or moving his eyes away from her. He wanted to make sure she would see what could happen if she didn't try and save herself from the darkness she felt. And he knew separating herself from the ones she called friends would be the very thing that would destroy her fragile path.

"name?" is the only thing he asked to her.

"My name is Atrila, I used to be a member of the Jedi order."

Atrila took a closer look at his scars

"Where did you get those scars? And what caused them?"

Gerris walked quietly into the Cantina, hardly being noticed. He turned his head around the corner, and saw the Cathar. He quickly put himself behind the wall, ina position out of the Jedi's vision. He quickly took off his mask and all of his weapons, only wearing a black jumpsuit and boots. He stashed his equipment in a box marked 'Do Not Open.'

How fitting.

He walked casually into the Cantina and took a seat at the bar, acting inconspicuos. He did not want a fight now, in fact, he felt completely pacifist at the moment, or maybe that was just lack of sleep talking....either way, he shaped his feeling so that the Jedi could not recognize him.

There would be no battle right now, the hunt would have to continue later.

Gerris turned on the stool, so his back faced the Cathar's table.

"Where did you get those scars? And what caused them?"

"On a mission there was an explosion involving some chemicals. When I came too my companions were dead, and I was left severely burned, with my eyes and hair stripped of all color." He said not going into full details about the mission, or who ordered the mission.

Ohesiu was right about one assumption he had about the Cathar, she was very curious. In a way it was refreshing from his normal daily life, which would of consisted of him sitting here alone, watching the patrons become belligerently drunk and disorderly. For now he took some comfort with his current company.

Momentarily he glanced over at the new coming patron, watched as the man took a seat with his back turned to them. Ohesiu made a note of all the new patrons he hasn't seen before, just to make sure they wouldn't cause him any trouble in the future. If he was going to get into trouble it was because of something he created, not some one else s doing.

Ohesiu returned his attention to the Cathar and asked "Why do you say use to be?"

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"MAXIMUM ERROR MAXIMUM ERROR, CORRUPT DATA, REBOOT IMMEDIATELY."

Lyna sighed, and turned to Cade. "Well'p... looks like Reaper's malfunctioned." For the first time in a year, Lyna and Cade were alone again, along with an old droid. She didn't know what to say. Then she rubbed her neck nervously, and looked at Cade again.

"Guess we should take him to a Repair shop, huh?" The young woman was really tired from all the excitement they had. She would probably find some place to rest and get info on the Sith cult later. And she totally didn't want to stay in the Underworld long...

(Meanwhile, in the shadows)

Two black hooded figures stood in the shadows, keeping an eye on Cade and Lyna. Suddenly, a comlink came on. "Did you find them?" a male's voice asked. The hooded figure smiled underneath her hood and replied, "Yes, Master. We did."

"Good. Good! Now... do you rememeber the objective?"

"Find a companion of Skywalker and bring them to Korriban, back to you. If Skywalker's willing to find his friend, we will take him as well, and make him prisoner."

The voice laughed. "And once we have Skywalker in our hands... the spirit of Krayt will be revived again. Only in his body." Then the male added, "Good work. Find a way to capture one of his friends, so that we may capture him."

"Yes, Master." After this, the hooded female turned to her comapanion who wore a Sith mask (http://images2.wikia.nocookie.net/starwars/images/9/9b/A_Sith_Mask.jpg). "Time to go do our work." The masked figure nodded, and followed the hooded female.

"Guess we should take him to a Repair shop, huh?"

"No need Lyna, I can fix him myself"

Cade shook his head and went behind Reaper.

"I'll have you fixed in a few minutes."

Reaper hid his current memory so far into the data that even Cade wouldn't detect it. Cade wiped Reaper clean minus his personality and began to work. Cade uploaded Reaper's original programming with some added touches.

"Well that should do it."

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"Well that should do it." Reaper awoke suddenly to this voice.

Reaper looked around at his surroundings. He felt very much the same yet at the same time different. For once in a long time, Reaper felt free. Reaper looked up at the blonde haired girl and instantly recognized her.

"Ah Mistress Lyna, it has been a while. How are things? Do you need me to do anything?"

"Ah Mistress Lyna, it has been a while. How are things? Do you need me to do anything?"

Lyna was glad that Cade fixed Reaper up again. Then she thought about the question he asked her. "Everything's all right. For now." She then looked at Cade. "Yeah. There's one thing I need you to do for me. I would like to talk with Cade. Alone, if that's all right."

She was a little upset that this had to happen... but she had to settle things. On why they broke up and why things didn't seem the way they use to be. Lyna looked at Reaper and smiled.

"It goes against my programming...but very well, I'll be down below just in case."

Reaper walked past Cade and over to Lyna.

"You can do this, be strong," Reaper whispered to her before jumping off the roof.

"So what did you need Lyna?" Cade asked.

"Crap... well now is the best time to talk about this," Cade thought to himself.

"A few months ago...I lost my temper with another padawan. He was a horrible person...I don't even know why he was admitted to the temple but he was. He hated all cathar with a passion and I was his favorite target. He would tell me that I was worthless, that I was nothing but a burden. The words I was able to shrug off, I was used to such talk. He knew this and he got angrier and angrier with me."

Atrila looked up at the celling and sighed.

"One day...he attacked me in one of the temple corridors, no one was around at the time but he and I. He drew his lightsaber and came after me. I drew my own lightsaber and went after him. during the battle, I was only trying to drive him away until someone could help me, but I lost control for a second and I cut off one of his arms."

"His screams brought one of the masters towad us and I panicked. I brought my blade against Master Xan and then I ran when my common sense kicked back in. I fled to the underbelly of Coruscant and tried to start a living."

Atrila noticed the door open and stiffled a gasp.

It was the man with the dark cloak and the hooked lightsaber

"Stay on your guard...I believe the man in the dark cloak is a sith."

Atrila put her hand down next to her lightsaber

"You can do this, be strong," Reaper whispered to her before jumping off the roof.

Lyna smiled when Reaper jumped off the roof. Suddenly... she heard Cade's voice.

"So what did you need Lyna?" Cade asked.

Lyna closed her eyes and bit her lower lip. Then she faced Cade, and looked him up in the eyes. "First off... I just wanna say..." She sighed shakily, trying to calm down, "I don't know why we had to seperate. I mean... your mom did everything she could for you. I just didn't understand why you would be upset at her still... like you're upset with me..."

She then waited for his response, trying her best to stand her ground.

Ohesiu's glance stayed upon Atrila "I know, I've sensed it for a while now. Put your hands upon the table and for now act naturally. Acting to rashly will draw unneeded attention. And I'm assuming that's something you don't want at the moment."

He kept his eyes upon her, his face still showing no signs that he knows how to show any kind of emotions. His main focus was for now keeping current Companion calm and at ease.

"The order is forgiving, if you explain like you've explained to me, then everything should be fine."

Ohesiu leaned further back into the chair resting his hand on his thigh, his lightsaber strapped to his thigh. "If you keep running, then the things you fear you'll become will take over. It's best to face them head on, and get it over with. Fear doesn't lead to the dark side, its the failure to confront that which you fear that makes you fall. Do you understand?"

"you may be right...but how do I know that they will forgive me? I've done terrible things, I took another padawan's arm, I raised my blade against Master Xan, I can't help but feel terrified when I think of the order."

Atrila's eyes strayed toward the man with the hooked lightsaber

"Thats strange...why is he heading toward the man with his back toward us?"

Atrila turned to Ohesiu

"Do you have any ideas what may be going on?"

Ohesiu glanced over and shook his head "not really any of my business. If something happens then it happens."

He turned his eyes back towards Atrila, his fingertips gently gliding along his lightsaber, remembering the time he served the order with his whole heart. Remembering the mission they gave him, that took everything away. Ohesiu didn't hate the Jedi Order at all, even still part of him honored it. It showed when he got a job offer, he'd consider it carefully, and if it sounded like a pointless run around he'd ignore it, or if it sounded like some greedy trying to get his hands upon more money, he'd ignore it.

"With the order, you never know until you try. If you keep running away, then you'll have to live with the regret of your actions, things happened. You can't change what has happened, but you can learn from it. Take what you've learned and make yourself better for it. I can tell you still love the order, so return to it. Explain what has been happening, and let they're wisdom guide them to the right choice. If you want I will accompany you."

"No...I believe I can handle this on my own. I thank you though...Thanks to you, I may be able to finally be able to put my past at rest."

Atrila turned to the man who currently had his back turned to them and whispered.

"There's a man with a hooked lightsaber heading towards you, I think he may be a sith. Be on your guard."

Atrila was about to leave the cantina when she heard words that made her stop dead in her tracks.

"Keep his companions under watch. We'll take then when they are alone, even Cade Skywalker will make a mistake at some point."

They're after Master Skywalker! I need to warn them!

Atrila ran out of the cantina as quickly as she could

Ohesiu stood up, pulling his hood over his head once more. It had been a long night, and he had grown tired of talking to much. Even if Atrila was only a few years younger, she still had a lot to learn. Ohesiu walked out into the streets and stood out side of the door, waiting for the black cloaked figure to walk out of the Cantina, following Atrila.

Whether or not his suspicions were correct, he wasn't going to take any chances.

"Hurry Atrila, and return to your friends, and the Order. Don't forget, strength doesn't come from showing other what you can do, but what you can show yourself you can do." he whispered to himself, letting those be his final words of wisdom to her. Now he waited patiently, not expecting anything but also expecting everything.

Gerris was slightly surprised by the Cathar's quick and quiet message. It also made him feel very very....succesful.

She obviously had no idea that he was in fact...her future killer.

He grabbed a cup of Correllian ale and chugged it down. His eyes snapped to where the Cathar had ran.

He carefully got out of his seat and went to the box where he placed his stuff.

He peeked around the corner at the other white-haired Jedi/Sith who was sitting at the table.

Gerris was curious about this guy, so he reached inside his pocket and pulled out a small droid that resembled a tiny spider. He smiled at the small droid and immediatley sent it toward the man. The spider would be quiet and unknown, as it would crawl onto the victim's skin, and bite, releasing a small tracking liquid. That technology had taken Gerris years to finish. He was not considered a genius for nothing, not to mention being an expert warrior.

He let the tiny droid go on it's mission.

I truley hope that I am not being followed...It won't hurt to check...

Atrila took a quick look behind her and growled in frustration.

The man with the hooked lightsaber was watching her and was speaking into a comlink.

Thats not good, he knows that I overheard him and he knows that I'm a jedi. I need to move faster.

Atrila hurried as quickly as she could to the last known location of Master Skywalker

Ohesiu was right, the cloaked walked out of the cantina in pursuit of Atrila. He waited a few seconds for the person to be a few steps in front of him. He wasn't certain why he needed to get himself involved with Atrila, but now that he has he wasn't going to let all the work he's done so far end up meaning nothing. That girl needed the Jedi order more then anything.

"And maybe I still do to.." Ohesiu grinned slightly whispering.

He noticed that Atrila starting picking up her pace, he assumed most likely she noticed her pursuer. Ohesiu quickly used force dash to shorten the distance between himself and the cloaked figure, grabbing the person by the back of the cloak, throwing them to the ground. Quickly Ohesiu used the force to pick up his lightsaber from his thigh into his hand and ignited it.

His blade was deep red, almost resembling that of humans blood. The hilt was black, with gold and silver criss-crossing each other as it traveled down the hilt.

Ohesiu kept his face hidding from the person, hiding the upper half of his body in the shadows, his hood still concealing his face.

"I don' know what you want from her. But if you want to live then I suggest you leave" he said his voice sounded as if speaking would freeze the very air surrounding him. Ohesiu noticed a small spider walking towards him and grinned... usefull... he thought to himself.

Kandar smacked his head against the control panel. "Damn! I don't want to be a Jedi . . ."

"Sir, the Yuuzhan Vong were disconnected from the force . . . perhaps I can achieve similar results?"

Kandar considered it and remembered the Yuuzhan Vong. He sighed deeply and turned to the viewscreen. Replying in a cold, slow tone he answered. "I . . . don't want to be disconnected from the force . . . I just don't want to have any power over it, or the other way round. Being cut off entirely is just . . . too far."
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The Droid examined Kandar for a few more seconds before making a hasty departure from the bridge. After a few moments he found the Astro-Droid and sat down beside it.

"It would seem Master Kandar is upset . . ."

The Droid responded by making some clicks. The Droid looked up and his eyes grew red.

"Sith . . ." He pulled out his blaster and fired a ion pulse down the corridor. Suddenly three sith burst into being.

The sith looked surprised and for a few moments lost their sense of control. "You . . . must . . . Diiiiiiiiieeeee . . ." Two blades shot forth from the Droids wrists as he leapt at the would-be assassins. In a few moments he had dispatched the first of the sith and was battering the second. Suddenly the third sith leapt behind the HK unit and plunged his lightsaber into his torso.

"No . . . Noooooo . . ."

The HK unit glew a violent crimson, his eyes burning like fire. "System . . failuuureeee . . ."

Suddenly Kandar leapt into the corridor and used the force to retrieve the fallen warriors saber. He then held forward his other palm and unleashed a surge of energy upon the warriors, slaying the first and crippling the second. He approached the survivor and looked upon him with blood-red eyes. The Sith stammered in utter terror, but Kandar wouldn't relent. He unleashed a flurry of fists upon the Siths jaw, drinking in his pain, his fear. Then he held his palm to the Siths face and drained his life energy, leaving him barely alive. "You will learn respect . . ." His saber ignited through the Sith's chest.

His saber . . .

Kandar sensed a new onlooker and turned, drawing upon the force to retrieve a second saber. He ignited the other and twisted them in fury. "Show yourself!" A sith materialized at the end of a corridor. But not just a sith apprentice. This was a TRUE sith.

Kandar deactivated a saber and used the force to hover it just below his hand. Then he opened his palm to unleash a wave of primal fury. The panels along the corridor were torn from the walls and the ship threatened to implode. Huge shockwaves rushed down the corridor, connecting with the Sith. Kandar threw his lightsaber at the Sith, attempting to impale him. Then as the sith deflected it, Kandar disappeared. Suddenly a saber ignited just in front of the siths neck. "You die this day . . . and I shall drink in your death! ! !" But he did not ignite the saber.

The sith let off a howl of rage, obviously angered with his failure to even engage Kandar. "You shall pay! All the Sith of the galaxy will hunt you down! You will pay!"

Kandar laughed and leant forward, whispering "I am the Sith . . ."

And the Sith knew no more.

Atrila paused a minute to watch for further signs of pursuit

She smiled as she saw Ohesiu take down the sith and threaten him.

Thank you my friend...I will not forget what you have done for me today.

Still...that sith probally told his friends what I look like...I think it may be time to change my looks a bit...I have around five hundred credits...that should be enough to accomplish my wardrobe change

Atrila quickly looked around for a clothes store and smiled as she saw one down the road.

I think I'll go for something very un-jedi this time

Atrila looked around and quickly found what she was looking for: A black Trenchcoat, a wig that had long blonde hair and black combat boots

Now I need something to disguise my eyesight...

Atrila looked around the back of the store where "Less then legal" items were sold and purchased a pair of green contact lenses.

That should do it...

Atrila paid the the three hundred credits and added the last two hundred as a guarantee that any questions regarding a cathar Jedi would go unanswered.

Atrila walked out of the store, confident that no one would recognize her

Now it's time to get to Master Skywalker.

Atrila ran toward their last known location as quickly as she could

Gerris looked at the Jedi/Sith, Gerris was hoping Sith, very carefully. He looked down at the crimson blade and took a breath confidently.

"Isn't it obvious? My mission is quite clear, and I will not leave her alone...despite this threat of yours. I wonder, where do you stand on this matter with the Cathar? Are you truly a Jedi, or Sith? My friend, you do not seem very clear on your stance...in fact..you are not clear at all..."

Gerris kept his voice at the same pitch, almost to the point where it sounded hypnotic. Gerris was immediatley thankful for the school he had gone to on pyschology. He didn't really study to help others, he knew that the mind was the greatest weakness of all, and it only took the right words to trigger your opponent's darkest memories...leading to abrupt defeat.

Gerris hoped it worked.

But he was prepared if it didn't work.

He slipped a hand slowly into his pocket, grasping a small cortosis knife.

Ohesiu kept his guard up, his face remaining emotionless. What ever trick this man was playing it wasn't working. He lowered his blade to his side, with the flick of his finger he sent the coming spider in the air, and sending it in the air, miles away form where they are.

"It's not a threat, not even a promise, its just something that would happen. And to clarify your statement, I belong to no organization, no cult, or group, or any kind of order. I'm simply existing." he said his voice unchanging.

Ohesiu took a few steps back away from the man, then turned his back. He extinguished his blade and placed back on his thigh. As Ohesiu started walking in Atrila's direction he stopped and turned his head to the man and said "Come near her again, and we'll see how good my 'threat' will be"

He force jumped onto the buildings and dashed towards Atrila. Atrila I'm on my way to you, don't go far, he said in his mind, hoping she'd hear it.

Gerris stood and brushed himself off. He had just met a force-user with a bad demeanor. Perhaps another target? No, if he killed this guy, he'd do it for the pleasure of the hunt, slow and painful...perhaps a flamethrower? Nah, Gerris decided he would dispose of the job targets first, then kill the guy. He was a hunter, he could wait.

He went over and began reequipping for the next hunt. Luckily for him, he already full physical descriptions of his targets, disquises may be useless if you know the target.

He loaded his wrist launcher and stepped outside, the crowds immediatley spreading for the heavily-armed and intimidating man.

The Force-user's threats were empty and useless, Gerris would get to the Cathar.

And collect her pelt.

"I don't know why we had to seperate. I mean... your mom did everything she could for you. I just didn't understand why you would be upset at her still... like you're upset with me..."

Cade had lost it at that last part.

"Don't you ever go there Lyna!" Cade said, raising his voice after every word.

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Reaper stood down below still feeling a little unsure of leaving his two masters up there. He looked out into the distance to see a Cathar running towards his location. He zoomed in with his eyes and ran a quick scan of her. She was Atrila, one of the jedi he was to protect.

"Welcome back Miss Atrila, I trust you had a pleasant experience. You were running from something, is everything alright?" Reaper asked in a pleasant tone.

I Hear you my friend...try and follow me, Tell me if you are being followed.
Atrila saw reaper up ahead and reached into her trench coat for her lightsaber, then stopped when she heard the words he spoke.

"Welcome back Miss Atrila, I trust you had a pleasant experience. You were running from something, is everything alright?"

Atrila stared at Reaper.

He seems almost nice...It's kinda scaring me...

"Hello...Reaper, I need to talk to Cadre...it is a matter of utmost emergency."

Atrila force jumped up to where Lyna and Cadre it seemed were shouting at one another.

"Master Skywalker...we have a problem. The cult knows where you are, they're planning to abduct either you or one of us. I overheard them saying that they were waiting for you to drop your guard."

Atrila turned to Lyna

"The Hunter is still alive. Reaper either let him go, Or he somehow managed to escape."

Atrila turned toward the distant speck of her new friend.
"I met a man in one of the cantinas. He seems to be a former Jedi. He bought me time to get away from one of the cult members but I believe the Hunter is after him now. I need to help him.


Atrila force jumped to another building and raced toward Ohesiu, who was still quite far away.

Gerris stood on a high balcony above the streets of Coruscant. He knew he could spot the targets from this high point, and he had a feeling as to where the Cathar would go.

He had kept a sharp eye on the man who threatened him at the Cantina. Perhaps by pretending to kill the man, then the Cathar would try to save him, and in the end, Gerris would be able to kill both.

Oh, how he would love to do that. The pleasure-filled feeling coursed through Gerris' body, he just loved it right before a big hunt. This one was of no difference.

Suddenly, he spotted the Cathar. She was harder to recognize, yes, but it was pretty obvious when she began leaping tall buildings.

He prepared his wrist launcher and began about finding the man.

Ohesiu kept leaving building to building, trying to shorten the gap between him and Atrila. He could still sense the hunters presence, he was still watching them. He sensed the attach from the hunter and grinned slightly.

Atrila, listen to me. Don't attempt to save me, let the missals come. When I fall to the streets, leap down to where I am. He'll have no choice but to follow. he said into her mind, hoping she understood what he was planning.

If the hunter wanted to use a sneak approach, Ohesiu had no problem using one of his own. He preferred face to face combat, instead of using treachery, but he made an exception in this case. He twitched his fingers slightly altering the course of the oncoming missals so they would heat around his feet.

As each missal exploded around him, he allowed himself to stagger and roll off the building onto the lower streets. There he laid pretending to have died from the blasts that occurred. In him he hopped Atrila understood his plan.

Atrila lept down to the body of her new friend.

The Hunter will pay for this...dearly...

Atrila was about to jump up and attack the hunter when she saw Ohesiu wink at her.

Ahhhh...A ploy.

Atrila knelt down next to his hear and whispered to him.

"I believe he knows this trick, he may simply try to finish us off with a long range attack."

Gerris looked down at the falling man. The missiles had exploded near him, but he knew that the Jedi was not dead.

No targets were dead until Gerris had proof. His proof would either be the Jedi's strange hair or his lightsaber. Gerris thought on which one to take as proof of the kill.

He'd take both.

He then saw the Cathar leap towards the man's supposed 'resting place.'

Gerris was in for a good fight.

The hunter jumped from his high place and activated his gliding wings, spiraling down to finish his contract.

He landed about 6 meters from the pitiful scene. He quickly straightened and took out his cortosis blade and loaded the nueral shock darts into his wrist launcher.

He looked to the Cathar.

"Your story ends here, Cathar, your mane will be the proof of my victory."

Gerris moved forward, blade at the ready.

Ohesiu figured the hunter knew what had happened all to well. He figured the hunter himself possibly used this trick several times threw his career. But this wasn't his complete plan. Ohesiu wanted to draw out the hunter, bring him in closer, you don't live the life the way he has with out learning ways of surviving.

Be calm, let him come closer. he said in Atrila's mind, I'm sure he'll use some type of neural dampener to confuse us from our force powers. So don't rely on them, just have trust in me.

Ohesiu listened as the hunter drew closer with every step. The vibrations in the ground gave away his position perfectly. Ohesiu listened carefully to the air around him, listening for any slightest noise, or movement that was threatening.

Atrila smiled and Ignited her lightsabers

"In case you haven't noticed. I don't have a mane. Are so poor a hunter that you can't tell the different types of Cathar apart? Or are you simply stupid?"

Let him come in closer...just a bit closer...

The comment had no effect on Gerris. He had rendered himself practically invulnerable to such sayings by simple indoctronation, and constant steady flow of experience.

He kept his eyes focused on the Cathar, still marching towards her.

Suddenly, something caught his eye.

The man, who was supposedly dead, his chest had rose for a quick second.

Gerris knew.

He stopped and took out his Rodian poison blade, the one that after stabbing, filled the victim with a poison that literally burned the person from inside.

Ideal for this situation.

He looked down at the man and slashed at him.

Ohesiu grinned, he pushed himself away with one hand, landed on the other and then upon his feet to dodge the hunters slashes. Quickly he grabbed his lightsaber from his thigh and ignited it. It's brilliant crimson blade illuminated Ohesiu's face, showing the excitement in his eyes. At that moment he saw nothing but the hunter. His eyes stayed fixed, his face remained as always emotionless except for the slight excitement of the moment showing in his eyes.

"Atrila, go to the others now. I'll handle this." He said to her, with out taking his gaze off of the hunter.

"Guess finally we might have some fun after all." he said to the hunter, putting himself in a defensive stance. "Just don't be disappointing."

"Atrila, go to the others now. I'll handle this."

I can't leave him...the Hunter will kill him! But If I stay, the Hunter will find some way to kill both of us. I should get help

Atrila force jumped up to the top of the two story building and looked at Master Skywalker and Lyna with pleading eyes.

"Ohesiu is fighting the Hunter alone! He needs all of our help!"

Things weren't going to plan.

At all.

Gerris roared in anger, wielding both b his Rodian poison blade and cortosis blade. He would definately love to kill this ever annoying man, but he was not the target.

Targets first, secondary later.

Gerris did a front flip above the man and landed 3 feet from the Cathar. He moved with lightning fast speed and grabbed her shoulder, pulling her close, and prepared his blade for...not a stab, but a small prick. With the Rodian blade, that's all it would take. And then he could kill the man.

He prepared to use the poison blade.

Ohesiu saw the hunter chase aver Atrila, and quickly followed. He was slightly amused that the hunter thought he was moving quickly, but compared to the speeds Ohesiu could run at he was moving quite slowly. He saw the hunter grab Atrila and hold a blade to her. It looked like a Rodian Blade, the same blade he started to slash at Ohesiu with.

He stretched out his hand as he lept into the air,and used the force, forcing the blade out of the hunters hand and onto to the streets below. Ohesiu landed behind the hunter.

"I was hoping you wouldn't be a coward. But now that I see you can't even face some one face to face, you must be very afraid." he said in a cold tone "We were in the middle of a fight and you run away."

Ohesiu didn't move closer to the hunter, seeing that he still held Atrila in his grasp. But if he could get him to let her go and chase after him, then perhaps the hunter could be reasoned with.

"There they are . . ." The corvette glided above the building upon which the confrontation took place. Kandar leapt from the jet black frigate, clad in Sith robes and a mask. Akin perhaps to that once worn by Darth Revan.

He glided down and struck the building with his fist, glowing in a crimson radiance. The building tremored. Holding both fists to his side he spoke in a cold, ancient tongue. Too bad his victims would never understand its meaning . . .

"Arthaaash . . . enthor . . . harmaaash"

His fists were bathed in a blood-red glow, lightning leaping around and around. He intended to slay all the Jedi and the Hunter, if only for sport. Their life energies . . . there force energies.

He had to feed . . . and soon.

Gerri ignored the Jedi's words.

They were empty, they had nothing in them. To Gerris, words are nothing.

He growled angrily as the Rodian poison blade flew out of his fingers.

He flipped around the Cathar, putting her into a head lock, and using his own weight to pull her back down. He then noticed a strange figure coming towards them.

The figure had seemingly red-glowing arms, and was clad in dark robes.

Gerris didn't like the looks of this.

He yanked harder and brought his knee up into the Cathar's back to further force her back down. He wanted nothing to do with the newcomer.

Atrila gasped in pain

And then she screamed in fear

That figure...he radiats a sense of...hunger?

Uh-Oh...I think I know what he's up too.

Atrila released a wave of force energy that forced the Hunter to let go of her, she couldn't help but stare at the figure

We need to get out of here now!

Atrila turned to the Hunter

"Listen to me! I know that we have been trying to kill each other but now, You need to listen! You can't feel it, but that thing is radiating a sense of urgency and Hunger. I think It intends to feed on us! You can either kill me and be fed upon, or you can run. Which do you choose?!"

This seems so familiar...I must have read about it somewhere...

Atrila turned to Ohesiu

"We need to run. Now! The hunter is not the biggest threat now. That thing is!"

Atrila grabbed Ohesiu's hand and began to run

Ohesiu noticed the man with the glowing arms, and dark robes. He's felt a strong presence of the force inside this being, a strong presence but it was chaotic, and uncontrolled. He's heard about this from the ancient holocrons, a force user that feeds upon the energy of living things.

With out thinking Ohesiu stood between the charging man, and Atrila along with the hunter. He prepared himself to fight this creature what ever it was, or at least die trying, which at the moment seemed like the likely case.

In the back of his mind he heard Atrila say "We need to run. Now! The hunter is not the biggest threat now. That thing is!"

Then he felt her hand grab his, pulling him with her. He followed along, not ready for the confrontation that particular being would be. Then it came to him, he looked at Atrila as she dragged him along "What about Skywalker, and his friend?"

Gerris let go of his target, falling a ways down until he hit the floor. He'd have to wait on this one.

Besides, if this new threat killed his targets, he would have eased the hunt a little.

But Gerris hated easy hunts.

He would fight both.

He stood and began running up a stairway that led to the surface. He quickly wielded his sword and prepped a small flash grenade. He amde it up to the surface and tossed the grenade at the Cathar, and charged this new found terror.

"Hello...Reaper, I need to talk to Cadre...it is a matter of utmost emergency."

"Sounds like a wonderful idea, the conversation up above could use some drama," Reaper joked in a sarcastic manner.

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"Master Skywalker...we have a problem. The cult knows where you are, they're planning to abduct either you or one of us. I overheard them saying that they were waiting for you to drop your guard."

Cade stopped and turned to Atrila. This was possibly the worst timing for these cult members to locate them. They would have to leave the area as soon as possible.

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"The Hunter is still alive. Reaper either let him go, Or he somehow managed to escape."

If Reaper had an organic mouth he would have frowned.

I failed to protect my masters...I must not let it happen again.

"Ohesiu is fighting the Hunter alone! He needs all of our help!"

Reaper looked up to Cade an yelled, "Master Skywalker, can I have permission to assist Atrila?"

"Yes, but hurry back!" Cade shouted down to the droid.

Reaper ran after Atrila in order to take down this man known as "The Hunter". He didn't run full force for he was a little lost on where exactly he was going. When he did finally find Atrila she was already running past him.

Its over already?!?!

Instead of turning around, Reaper put darted backwards after Atrila and her friend. He caught up to the Cathar and looked over at her.

"Nice day for a jog isn't it, jokes aside though isn't..." Reaper looked over at a figure with glowing red arms. He then saw an armored man throw a grenade at Atrila. Reaper hoped on a foot and kicked the grenade away. "An armored man is fighting red armed man, should I be concerned?"

"No...I'm going to let those two fight it out, In the mean time, we need to get out of her immediatly. I think the one with the red arms has the ability to feed off people's life energy. I'm going to warn Lyna and Master Skywalker, watch those two, If either of them makes a hostile move toward us, let us know immediatly."

Atrila ran over to where Lyna and Master Skywalker were standing

"We need to run. Now! That thing with the red arms...I think it can feed off of the life energy of people. We should run now."

Atrila turned back to watch the battle between the Hunter and the new threat

Ohesiu knelt upon the ground, watching the two fight. The hunter was making a futile attempts to defend himself against the foe. He knew if the hunter didn't retreat soon, he would certainly face his own death, and he knew it wouldn't be pleasant. Even if Ohesiu didn't like the hunter very much, no man should die like he would, no man should have to go threw the torment of having his life's energy ripped from his body and fed upon.

He hoped that Atrila was having luck with her two other companions so they could make a quick get away. Watching the fight made Ohesiu nervous, and edgy, staying to long could bring they're own death.

He sent a message to the hunter threw the force, If you honestly want to survive hunter I believe doing your cowardly trick would work best here. That is if you want to collect your prizes.

Gerris was finding the fight most difficult. But not beyond victory.

Suddenly, he heard a voice in his head.

If you honestly want to survive, hunter, I believe doing your cowardly trick would work best here. That is if you want to collect your prizes.

Gerris roared and looked towards the Jedi.

"STAY OUT OF MY HEAD! CURSE YOU!" Gerris roared as he swung his blade, effectively removing one of the creature's weapons. Gerris would not leave until the enemy retreated. Then, he'd kill the Jedi, and place the pesky one's head on a spike.

Gerris swore that he would complete this mission.

((I've got a plan, everyone. Lyna's the one to get captured. Then after this, the Sith cult will head back to Korriban. But Cade, Atrila, or anybody can throw a tracking device on the Sith ship. Just to let you guys know. I've got a cool surprise ahead of us. ;) ))


During the argument, Lyna looked up at Cade with a surprised look. Then she too became angry. "You see? You see?! You never let anyone finish what they have to say! I've been trying to be good to you, but nooooo! All you do is think about yourself! You--!"

Suddenly, Atrila came back. "We need to run. Now! That thing with the red arms...I think it can feed off of the life energy of people. We should run now."

The young woman nodded. Before she Force jumped off the roof, she turned back to Cade. "One last thing I wanna say... is that I'm sorry. Sorry for everything. Guess the saying is true. You never know what you got till it's gone..." And with that, Lyna jumped off the roof. There was much fighting going on. She ignited her lightsaber, and fought incoming Sith cult members she could. So they decided to show up...

Luckily, some of them were not that skilled. But when she was close to a shadow nearby, a hand grabbed her wrist and covered her mouth from behind. It was a male Thisspiasian. "Quiet, girl. Our massster wantss you alive... At leasst one of you..."

Lyna kicked and screamed, but the cult member held on to her tightly. "I've got one of them! Let'ss go!" Thisspiasian shouted to his fellow cult members. The cult members jumped on the cloaked now revealing Sith shuttle, along with Lyna.

The shuttle's door closed, and they were ready to leave.

"One last thing I wanna say... is that I'm sorry. Sorry for everything. Guess the saying is true. You never know what you got till it's gone..."

Cade had nothing to say after that. He stood there completely dumbfounded. There was one perk to still being on the roof... he could see Lyna from up there. As if pulled through some hole, Lyna vanished from the fight. He looked out to his droid and messaged the droid with the force.

"Reaper, activate code beta"

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"Reaper, activate code beta"

Like a small child who had taken way too much sugar, Reaper bounced into action. He turned and followed this mysterious figure. Code beta had been activated, he had to save Lyna no matter the cost. A sith cultist stood in the droid's way. Reaper kept running and snapped the cultist's neck. A large sith shuttle appeared out of nowhere and the figure took Lyna inside. Reaper had to act fast, cutting a hole in and trying to fight would only result in death for all. He could hide under the ship, but he probably wouldn't be able to hold on for that long. He paused and looked down, only to be blinded by a light. Reaper lifted up his left foot and found a liquid under his foot. Reaper looked closer and analyzed it.

Tracking liquid... perfect Reaper though to himself.

With one quick motion Reaper wiped the liquid on the doors and rolled away. He had the liquid now he had to find the tracking device.

"Rektash . . . eenooor . . ." A surge of crimson energy raced from Kandar, engulfing the building in flames. He walked to the edge and held his hand to the stunned onlookers, unleashing thousands of yellow-red tendrils. He drained them of mind and soul.

But . . . he only grew more hungry. Kandar clutched his head and swore colorfully. Then he felt . . . a presence.

A old spirit . . . from the past. Darth Nihilius had been reborn.