A/N: Hello all! This was inspired by my brother last night. I was fighting Marl. Or more like running away from him and shooting every once in a while. He commented, "what would happen if you ran Carl to death?" Yes. He did call Marl 'Carl'. So I incorporated that into this story! It's my first KoTor fanfic, so please go easy on me!

Disclaimer: I own nothing Star Wars related. The game Knights of the Old Republic is the property of BioWare games. :)


"Come back here, Mala! COME BACK HERE NOW!"

Mala didn't hear Cath's voice as she ran to the hutt. "I'm here to fight Carl!" she announced to Ajuur.

Ajuur laughed. "Marl is a fearsome opponent," he said. "Are you sure you wish to fight him?"

Mara nodded vigorously. "Yes! I'm ready now!"

Ajuur laughed once more. "Alright. Let the fight begin."

By this time, Carth had run up to her. "Mala," he said, out of breath. "This is a bad idea! We need to concentrate on finding and rescuing Bastila!"

"Don't be a grumpy old man," Mission said. "We need the creds."

Carth ignored Mission. "Please Mala? We can't risk losing you! You're too-"

Mala put her hand on his shoulder. "Come on Carth." She let out a laugh. "Don't be a grumpy old man!"

Carth slapped his head and groaned.

"Come Mysterious Stranger," Ajuur said. "Let us start!"

The introductions were made, and Marl took out his vibroblades and ran towards her.

Mala let out a shriek and ran in the opposite direction fumbling with her blaster and vibroblade. Turning around, she shot out two shots, but she was freaking out so bad her hands were shaking. She missed.

She let out another squeal, and continued running. She was young, in shape. Carl….he was old.

She would out run him until he was tired, then attack with her melee weapons. It was a flawless plan…

"Marl is down! The Mysterious Stranger has downed Marl by….running him to death? It's true, people! Marl is down after running two laps!"

Mala turned around and looked at Marl, sprawled out on the floor. "Oops."

Back on the viewstand, Carth slapped his forehead. Mission puckered her lips. "I….don't think it was supposed to happen like that."