The plan

I lay in my bed and tried to sleep, but I could not. Every time I closed my eyes I heard Akir scream in pain and could see him collapsing on the floor over and over again, and the same promise went trough my thoughts all the time, 'I will repay your deed one day, I swear!'

'What should I do? I have never broken a promise before, but I am the Dark Lord of the Sith. If I show him mercy and let him go, then I would look weak.'

I lay still, so many thoughts drifting through my head... it was a wonder that it didn't explode.

'Of course,' I said out loud and stood up in my bed, 'Let him lead the way!' I said excitedly, but then sat down in my bed, 'But he will probably think that we will follow him. If I could make him trust me then he might do as I want,' I whispered.

I walked around in my room, tried to focus. Suddenly I heard a chime at the door, and I sensed it was a familiar presence. 'Enter,' The door moved quickly to the sides and let a man in. He was tall and muscular. His eyes were ice blue, cold, but it seemed as the color was silver. He had grey hair in a military cut. Down his cheeks there were battle scars. He was wearing a tight black shirt, and also a red jacket.He was also wearing grey tight pants and around his waist hung a black belt, holding a blaster at each side.

He did not bow, he never had, but I knew he respected me, and would follow me. He is the only one who is allowed not to bow or to call me Master or Lord.

'Did he tell you anything?' He asked.

'Who?'

'The Republic soldier, of course.'

I continued to walk around in my room, but after a while I walked over to a chair and pulled on a coat which was hanging on the chair, then sat down.

'No, even though I tortured him, he did not speak, and he will probably not.'

'Then why keep him alive?'

'To let him lead us to the base, Canderous.'

Canderous seemed shocked, and it took a few seconds before he responded to what I had said.

'That will never work, he will know it is a trap, I doubt that the boy is that stupid, even though he's a Republic!'

'No, but he is a good and a trusting man. That is his weakness.'

'What do you mean?' He asked confused.

I told Canderous of what had happened during the Mandalorian war and that Akir, the prisoner, had saved my life, and I had made a promise to repay him one day. Why not use it against him?

Later, I had called for a meeting in the command center, and there I told Bastila, the other Dark Jedi, and the rest of the leaders about my plan. Many thought it was a risky plan, but it was possible that it would work.

'With all due respect, my Lord, but how can we follow him, without him knowing?' One of the admirals asked.

'He must take one of our ships, and he probably knows where the tracking devise is; but we are going to place another one in the ship. I will help him to find the first one, and disarm it. Then he will think it's safe to leave.' I answered him. I could sense their disbelief and doubts, but no one dared to object. I stared at my apprentice, and I could see her disapproval in her eyes, but she remained quiet.

I stood outside cell block 364A again. The soldier, who was guarding the cell block, knew what he had to do. I opened the door. Akir saw me coming and just sat there, did not move. Suddenly the comlink to the soldier, outside the door, chimed.

'863, we need you in sector 65c.'

'Roger that. I will be there as fast as I can.' The game had started. The Sith soldier walked away when I stood in the door, letting Akir hear it. It was all a part of the plan.


rather short chapter, ey? Everything seems so much longer in word...