Disclaimer: Nope own nothing, save the Sith dudes in this chap.

A/N: My sister came up with this idea, and it grew on me. I hope you guys enjoy it. I have so many Jan and Kyle fics, I can't beleive how many I've wriiten.

Here they are for those who haven't read all of them:

Trust

The Pull of Darkness

When Evil Awakens

The One Seer

Blast to the Past

The Damage is Done

Friends Forever (sequal in progress)

Geeze I can't beleive this, and I have more to come.


Sith Experiment

Chapter 1: Missing

Jan Ors struggled to maintain consciousness as the Holovid in front of her had long since grown dull. There was nothing to do, no bases to infiltrate no certain Jedi to save. Life had grown positively boring. She hated it.

The door chime rang, startling her. Who in the galaxy could it be?

When she opened the door, she nearly fainted at the sight.

"Kyle?" She asked, "What the heck are you doing here?"

Kyle Katarn just smiled, "I decided to drop in and say hi."

"I thought you were training at the Academy."

"I was," He said, "but Luke let me leave to come and visit you."

Jan smiled a devilish grin, "Why Kyle Katarn, it almost sounds like you missed me."

"Now why would that surprise you?" Kyle chuckled.

The two friends laughed; they had both missed each other terribly, but that was as far as they were going to admit it.

"So do I have to stand here all day, or do I get to come in?" Kyle asked putting a hand on her doorway.

Jan snorted, "As soon as I get my stuff, we're out of here."

The Spirit of Victory was an old bar that survived the collapse of the Old Republic. Once it housed Imperial troops, now flocks of different races, and citizens of the New Republic enjoyed going there for a couple of drinks, and few laughs and all in all a good time.

Jan set down to cups of Corellian Ale on the table, one for her and one for Kyle. "So what have you been doing at the Academy?"

Kyle to a swig of his drink, "Nothing much really. Just learned how to control my anger, and went on a few missions."

"You haven't tortured any apprentices yet?"

Kyle laughed at her comment, "I highly doubt training them is torture, and no I haven't been given an apprentice."

"Lucky them," Jan said smiling. Kyle rolled his eyes at the comment; she always liked to find someway to tease him.

"Well you know what's been going on at the Academy," Kyle said, "What have you been up to."

"Oh that's easy," Jan said, "I've done a few solo gigs, and a whole lot of nothing."

"Come on, in this city," Kyle gestured out the window to the buildings and lights surrounding the bar, "You had to have done something with someone."

"You really think I would have a boyfriend?" Jan asked shocked.

Kyle shrugged, "It wouldn't surprise me."

"I hate to break it to you, Katarn, but I'm not one that impresses too many men."

"I take it that that means no," Kyle said.

"Yes, it's a no."

If Jan didn't know any better, she would have thought he looked relieved.

"So, what about you?" She asked.

"What about me?"

"Hey you asked me, so I wanna know if you're dating anyone," She grinned.

"Yeah, sure I happen to be enjoying the company of a girl at the Academy every night."

Jan's jaw dropped open.

Kyle burst out laughing, "I'm kidding."

"Oh," Jan said forcing a laugh. For some reason, it didn't seem too funny to her.

"So the Remnant hasn't been doing much?" Kyle changed the subject.

"To Mon Mothma," Jan said, "That's good news and bad news. Its good news cause the people feel safer, and no battles in the mean time, but bad news because it could mean that they're are up to something big, but have hidden it pretty well."

"Sounds like Mon Mothma," Kyle commented, "Always on the look out."

"Aren't you Jedi supposed to be like that?"

"Well we're supposed to be aware of any danger, so yeah."

"Yeah well while, Mon Mothma is being alert, I'm stuck doing nothing," Jan grumbled.

"Aw, boo hoo," Kyle mocked.

"You're just saying that because you haven't been bored."

"I know," Kyle smirked, "lucky me."

"Shut up."


After their friendly chat at the bar, Jan dropped Kyle off at his hotel. That night as he tried to fall asleep, he couldn't help but think that something was wrong. He felt edgy, and couldn't stop thinking about Jan. Actually he always thought about Jan, but it was different this time. Something was telling him to go see her. To go to her apartment and make sure she was alright.

Jan can take care of herself, he told himself, but you can just make sure she made it home.

He gave in, and hailed a cab to her apartment. When he got there, he reached to ring the door chime. He noticed that the lock wasn't on. That was strange; she always locked her door, even when she was home. He looked at the lock; then pulled it open. Two wires were spliced together to unlock the door. This escalated Kyle's fears.

He didn't take the time to open the door by hand, instead he used the Force to reveal Jan's apartment.

The apartment was in disarray. Jan was never one for organization, but she never allowed it to go this far. The small table in the center of the living room was turned over. Broken glass sprinkled the floor, like sharp, jagged gems. The sight that darkened Kyle the most was the tiny pool of scarlet blood that lay not far from where he stood.

Kyle's hands began to quiver as he took it all in. Jan's face floated in his mind, their conversation at the bar, the look on her face when she saw him, every memory from the day the met to their good bye that day was surfaced. He covered his face with his hands, and found the strength to cry out one word, "NO!"


Even in the middle of the night Mon Mothma still found ways to look regal. Not one hair was displaced, nor her white robes wrinkled. She stood in her office deep in thought over what she just heard.

"You are saying that someone broke into Jan's apartment and has taken her captive?"

Kyle rolled his eyes, "Yes, yes I said that already."

General Reikan sighed, "We know, Kyle, we just have to cover every detail."

"I told you everything I know," Kyle said.

"There wasn't any ransom note or anything of that nature?" Reikan asked.

"No," Kyle said, "The apartment is a complete mess, go see for yourselves."

"We have already sent the proper authorities."

That's one step in the right direction, Kyle thought.

"Kyle," Mon Mothma said, "Did Jan mention any enemies or if she was afraid of someone?"

Kyle shook his head, "No, she never said anything."

"I see," Mon Mothma sighed.

"Obviously this wasn't aimed at you, Kyle," Reikan said, "If there was no note, and considering the kidnapper left so little behind suggests this was personal."

Are you saying it could have been someone from her past," Kyle asked, "It couldn't be. Jan would have said something."

"Maybe she was trying to protect you."

"From what?" Kyle asked, "Her parents weren't anyone important, Alderaan was destroyed, I was the one that got her out the Imperial prison, I don't see why anyone would target her."

"Perhaps because she convinced you to join the Rebellion," Mon Mothma suggested.

"No the Imperials wouldn't do that, they'd come after me, not her," Kyle said, "Trust me I was one."

"Yes, I see your point," Mon Mothma said, "I'm afraid there is little we can do."

"But...but you can find her, right?" Kyle asked.

"Kyle who ever wanted Jan must not want us to be involved at all," She explained, "This is not about money or information. They do not want us to find her, and they may have succeeded."

"No! That's not true!" Kyle shouted angrily.

General Reikan sighed, "I know its hard, son, but you have to admit it. They want Jan to disappear entirely; I doubt we'll even find remains."

"You're saying she's dead!" Kyle stood up," That there is no hope of ever finding her! Are you even going to look for her?!"

"We don't even know where to look," Mon Mothma said, "we'll leave her case open of course, but I highly doubt anyone will find her."

Kyle's shoulder slumped at the sound of her defeat. There was nothing he or anyone could do. Jan was gone.

"I'm terribly sorry, Kyle," General Reikan said, "Jan was a brave soul, and I know one of the best operatives the Republic had, but she was also your most trusted friend."

Kyle nodded sadly. He walked out of the room with out a word, carrying a shattered heart. I'm not giving up, Kyle swore, I'll find her, I will.


Luke Skywalker stood waiting in the hangar of the Jedi Academy. The Raven's Claw was descending onto the landing pad. When Kyle stepped off the ship, Luke could sense the immense sadness in Kyle's heart.

"Kyle, I'm...I'm glad you're back."

Kyle sighed, but didn't say anything. His brown eyes were filled with pain.

"I...I heard about Jan," Luke said, "I'm so sorry"

"They won't do anything to find her," Kyle said bitterly, "They're not even looking."

"Maybe there is nothing they can do," Luke said.

"But there has to be something I can do."

"Kyle, with no leads or clues as to where she is, there isn't anything you, or I can do."

"I can't just let them get away," Kyle protested, "Jan's my friend."

"She was my friend to," Luke said, "I want to find her abductors as well, but with nothing to go with, I'm afraid we have to leave this with the Republic."

"No, I...I have to do something, Luke," Kyle said, "You...you don't understand."

"I know she meant a lot to you, Kyle," Luke said, "She was one of the few people you trust."

"She meant so much more to me than anyone in this galaxy," Kyle said.

Luke was a little surprised by this statement. It was a heavy compliment, and yet he knew it wasn't an exaggeration.

"Kyle," Luke said softly, "Did you...love Jan?"

Kyle looked up, his eyes filled with tears, "With all my heart."

Luke nodded, "I know this is a crushing blow to you, Kyle, but you have to let it go."

"I'm never going to give up that she is alive," Kyle said, "In my dreams she is."

"Dreams will give you comfort," Luke said, "but they are only dreams."

"Yes," Kyle said, "but I will always hope."

Luke smiled, "When you have hope, you are never truly lost. I will always hope that she is found as well, even if the chances are slim."

"They may be slim," Kyle said, "but there is still a chance."

"There is always a chance, Jan is still alive, but you must also focus on the fact that she very well could be lost."

"Yeah," Kyle sighed, "I know, but I don't want to admit to myself I may never see her again."

"But you may see her again, Kyle," Luke said, "you may."


Standing on the bridge of a great Star Destroyer, the Sith thought of the plans he had set forth. How perfect they were, if they succeeded, he would have the galaxy in the palm of his hand. This first stage was going to be extremely dangerous, he knew that. He had the best doctors, and finest equipment the Empire had. Now he has the ultimate way to bring down the fall of the Republic.

His apprentice walked up to him calmly. Toren was a good apprentice, and trusted him well, but he lacked courage. This girl was strong; he had seen her bravery on Ruusan. She also had a string link with the man Katarn. His master had wanted him, he had even tried to use the girl to turn him, but not in this way. He was striking Katarn where it hurt the most, the heart, the most fatal organ of all.

"Was it successful?" He asked Toren.

"Yes, Master," He replied, "They are holding her at the base."

The Sith smiled, "Good, soon we will begin our little experiment; then crush the Jedi in one swift blow!"

The Sith let out a maniacal that sent chills up and down Toren's spine. He feared his Master's plan. If it was succesful what would happen to him?


A/N: Any guesses as to what the Experiment is? I won't tell you yet. Mwuahahahahahahaha! R&R please.