The ship jerked and shuddered as they were hit by an unexpected shot, and the crew were thrown to the floor. Carth grabbed onto the side of the pilot chair and dragged himself up, glancing at the radar.
The crew looked at each other uneasily as Carth's face drained of blood as he stared in horror at the radar.
"What is it Fleet?" Canderous asked the soldier, standing up to make his way over to him.
"We're surrounded by three Sith ships, but by the looks of them, Dark Jedi are on board."
"Are you sure?" Bastila said, frowning at him.
"I'm certain, because they're coming this way and I can see them staring at us through the windows!" The ship jerked again as more shots hit the shield.
"BATTLE STATIONS!" Alora yelled, running straight for one of the gun turrets, Mission doing the same.
They instantly began firing shots at the ships. One exploded in a ball of flames, and another's wing was clipped. The second ship, unable to fly any longer, soared down towards a planet below them, likely to explode on impact with the surface.
But the last ship was far more evasive, it twisted and turned, and every shot missed by a mile. Alora and Mission were getting so frustrated, and focusing more on hitting the ship, that they didn't notice how close it was getting. They only noticed when the tips of the gun turrets were taken off as the ship flew by, the well aimed shots taking the tips clean off.
The only weapons the Ebon Hawk now had, were those on the crew's person. Alora cursed and jumped down from the turret, sprinting back towards the command room. "The turrets are down. We're going to have to wait for them to come on board and find us here, then take them out ourselves."
"Are you nuts? We'll be killed in seconds!" Mission said, her eyes wide and fearful.
"You're forgetting there are four Jedi here Mission. And you guys are more than capable of holding your own. We'll be fine." She said determinedly.
So they did just that. Carth set the ship to auto pilot just as an alarm sounded, signalling that a ship was attached to the airlock, and they pulled out their weapons.
They tensed as seven dark Jedi entered, their red light sabers burning like the fires of hell.
"Took us long enough to find you in this solar system." The female at the front said with a light chuckle that didn't meet her eyes. "Darth Malak has ordered the execution of each and every one of you, and we will follow these orders even if it leads us to our deaths!"
Before they knew it, Alora, Bastila, Jolee and Juhani were crossing sabers with four of the Sith, Canderous and HK-47 were taking care of one, and Mission and Zaalbar were taking care of another.
As the last man approached Carth though, the brown haired pilot found himself feeling very nervous, considering that he only had T3, the little silver droid who was now repairing a small part of the ship due to some glitch in his programming that decide it was more important than the enemy, as backup, so he was facing this Jedi by himself.
Juhani moved quickly and swung her saber forward, knocking the Sith backwards. He quickly ran forward again, swiping at her stomach. She jumped backwards before lunging forward yet again.
She could see that the others were also fighting Dark Jedi. Even those who weren't Jedi had someone to back them up. She was reassured by the fact that those who were weaker on the team had help to defeat the enemy.
Her yellow eyes widened when she spotted Carth though. The pilot was backed into a corner, with no backup, against the leader of the group of Dark Jedi.
If he didn't get some backup soon then, well, she didn't even want to think of the outcome.
With that thought in mind, she renewed her battle against the Sith, determination flaming in her eyes.
She would not let one of her friends get hurt by these sick and evil people, and she had a feeling that the rest of the crew agreed, judging by the sudden viciousness in their attacks.
She could only hope that they were quick enough.
Carth knew full well that he was no match for this man. He was only a soldier with two blasters, which was nothing compared to a light saber.
"Hm, I'm stuck with you am I? That's disappointing. I was hoping for a more exciting battle than an insignificant Republic soldier."
"Wow, you must have been bullied in school for sure. Does talking like that to people make you feel better about yourself? Or are you just a natural ass?"
Carth cried out as he felt what felt like a fist ram into his ribs, sending him flying into the front console. But the Jedi hadn't touched him. 'The force.' He thought grimly.
He got back up, despite the fact that his ribs were screaming at him to stay down. He couldn't give this enemy the satisfaction of seeing him in pain. He wouldn't.
"What? That all you got?" He snarled.
The force hit him again, before violently squeezing his wrists, forcing him to let go of his blasters and producing a groan of pain. The only weapons he had on his person clattered to the floor, and the Sith smirked at him.
He was lifted up into the air, and he had the sudden feeling of being strangled. He choked feebly and clawed at his own throat as survival instinct kicked in, despite there being nothing to pry off of his neck. The edges of his vision began to darken and he faintly heard a few of his team's voices call out his name. But he was beyond caring, he was floating between consciousness as the lack of oxygen began to become too much for his body, and he didn't have the strength to struggle or listen for his team's voices again.
Jolee was the lucky one, he managed to hit one of the Sith with a lethal shot, the enemy tumbling to the ground, and the old Jedi ran to take on the Sith that had hold of Carth. He hit the dark Jedi with his saber, thus breaking his concentration and the force threw Carth yet again, this time into the wall. Carth's head slammed off of the solid metal and he collapsed at the base of the wall as Jolee cursed and battled the fallen Jedi in front of him.
Three more of the dark Jedi were killed, and the other three fled from the Ebon Hawk with a final frag grenade thrown at them. Bastila raised a shield and the blast bounced harmlessly off of it, before she lowered it again and she turned toward the rest of the crew.
"There's still one dark Jedi left, where did he go?" She saw movement out of the corner of her eye, and turned to see the last dark Jedi raising his light saber above his head, about to swing it down onto an unconscious Carth.
"NO!" Was all she could shout as watched helplessly, they knew they wouldn't be quick enough to stop the killing swing.
A sudden bright yellow light enveloped Carth, and it burst out. Bastila was forced to put up yet another force shield as the yellow blast turned out to be destructive. It hit the dark Jedi full force, slamming him through the windshield of the ship. The crew grabbed onto anything they could as the pressure almost forced them out, Alora grabbing onto Carth to make sure that he didn't fly out of the window.
Emergency procedures commenced and a substitute glass windshield came down, making the crew sigh in relief as they were no longer in danger of being sucked out of the ship...like the dark Jedi's bodies had.
Ah well, it was their choice to attack them.
Bastila turned and her eyes made contact with Jolee and Juhani. All three of them had a knowing look in their eyes, as they knew exactly what the yellow light that had come from Carth had been.
The force.
Fleet is Carth's real nickname apparently to google. *shrugs* So I used it.
I had this random idea after reading the readme on a Carth Jedi mod called 'Carth's Secret'. It explained all the reasons that Carth may be a Jedi.
1) The man's intuition is scarily good. He was the only one who suspected something was up with the PC. Paranoia had something to do with it, but even when he ditched most of the trust issues, he was still sensing something amiss. He was also dead-on in his last conversation with Revan in saying that a permanent choice had to be made. When Revan makes a final LS choice, he stammers out that "I told you you would have to make a choice soon - and that was it, I can feel it" with the same conviction of Leia telling Han that Luke was okay after Death Star 2 went up.
2) He has strange luck - maybe too strange. If retcon's your friend, this man's stumbled into not only one, but TWO Jedi cover-ups. Granted, he only ran across Zayne in passing, but he gets hip-deep when it comes to Revan. And just what are the odds of getting to the last escape pod, sharing it with an amnesiac Sith Lord, crashing on an occupied planet, grabbing your odd companion and just happening to find a dump of an apartment where the landlord's not asking questions?
3) Ajunta Pall. According to the D20 system the game was based on, one has to have a modicum of Force sensitivity to see a Force ghost. It takes slightly more than that to understand what it's saying. HK-47 and Carth are the only non-Jedi party members who make any note of Pall's presence. HK-47 only comments that Pall shows up on his sensors as a strange reading. Carth can not only hear Ajunta Pall, but understand what the ghost is saying.
4) Kreia's comment about Telos in K2. Telos was a place where Jedi dumped Force Sensitives who were not suited to the Order, and that the colony is descended from those. She also implied heavily that Revan planned to take the planet for that reason, and that Malak missed the point when he bombed it into ash. We know Dustil is among the Force Sensitive, and that Carth is native to Telos.
Pretty good reasons right?