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Enter Luke, Ahsoka, and Kyp, at the mercy of the voxyn.
Luke closes his eyes, reaching into the Force.
Voxyn. What are you doing, Skywalker? Keep moving.
Luke opens his eyes and pretends to wince with pain.
Luke. It's my shoulder. It burns.
Voxyn. [scoffs] My poison causes pain. It will not kill you. Walk.
The voxyn herds the Jedi out onto the space station's docking bay.
Luke forms a battle meld with Corran and tries to contact him.
Luke. [through the Force] Corran. Vong's kidnapping us. Help.
The voxyn approaches a shuttle.
Voxyn. The planet Ithor lies below. We will summon your ride.
Ahsoka. What ride? Where are you taking us?
Voxyn. Silence, you insufferable girl.
Kyp. Don't talk to my sister that way.
The voxyn growls.
Luke. [through the Force] Corran. Get your Corellian cargo hold out here and bring some heavily armed friends.
The voxyn stops at the airlock, the only thing separating them from the vacuum beyond.
Voxyn. Halt.
The voxyn pushes the Jedi toward the edge. Luke stumbles and is caught by Ahsoka.
Luke. Thank you.
Ahsoka. What is he? How do we fight him?
Luke. I . . . I'm working on it.
Kyp. I'm scared.
Voxyn. Stop talking. Face me.
The Jedi turn.
The voxyn removes his comlink.
[through comlink] The package is ready to deliver.
The voxyn cuts the connection.
Luke glances out into the vacuum.
The voxyn laughs.
By all means, son of Vader, jump. Save yourself.
Ahsoka. [aside, to Luke] What did he call you?
Luke. I'll explain later.
Ahsoka. You do have a plan, right?
Luke. [through the Force] Corran. Come to me. [aside] Maybe I can get both the Durrons to jump with me into space. I might be able to use the Force to protect us. I've done things like that before. If my father is in a good mood, and listening, he might help. Maybe.
Voxyn. I would kill you before you ever reached the vacuum. You do not realize who I am, do you?
The voxyn lashes its tail at Luke.
Unfortunately, you are wanted alive, if possible. Otherwise, you would already be dead.
Ahsoka. Who wants us? Because if you think you'll get a ransom, you're wrong. We don't have any family. Kyp and I . . . We've got no one but each other.
Voxyn. [false sympathy] Ah. Do not worry, infidels. You will be meeting my employer soon enough. Then you will have a brand-new family.
Luke. Caedus. You work for Caedus.
The voxyn grimaces with distaste at the name.
Voxyn. You have no idea what is happening, Luke Skywalker. I will let the Count enlighten you. You are going to do him a great service tonight. He is looking forward to meeting you.
Luke. The Count? Who is the Count?
The voxyn glances out into space.
Voxyn. Ah, here we are. Your transportation.
A Lambda-class shuttle approaches the Shadow Academy.
Kyp. Where are you taking us?
Voxyn. You should be honored, infidel. You will have the opportunity to join a great army . . . just like that silly game you play with cards and dolls.
Kyp. They're not dolls. They're figurines. And you can take your great army and . . .
Voxyn. Now, now. You will change your mind about joining us, infidel. And if you do not . . . Well, there are other uses for Jeedai. We have many monstrous mouths to feed. The Great Schism is underway.
Luke. The Great what?
Voxyn. The rise of the Sith and their minions. The worst of them, the most powerful, are now waking. Monsters that have not been seen in millennia. They will cause death and destruction the likes of which the mundane have never known. And soon we shall have the most important monster of all, the one that shall bring about the downfall of Tython.
Ahsoka. [aside, to Luke] Okay. He's completely barvy.
Luke. We have to jump out the airlock, into space.
Ahsoka. [sarcastic] Oh, brilliant idea. You're completely barvy, too.
Enter Mara, invisible.
Mara knocks into Luke and the Durrons, causing them to fall.
The voxyn lashes at the Jedi, but in its confusion, it misses.
Enter Jaina and Corran, the former armed with her personal energy shield.
Jaina removes her lightsaber and activates the violet blade.
Jaina. For Sekot.
Jaina jabs at the voxyn, but it snarls and swats the lightsaber aside.
The voxyn claws at Jaina, but its claws spark against the personal energy shield.
Jaina just barely manages to roll out of the way.
The voxyn lashes its tail at Jaina, but is deflected by Jaina's shield, the force of the impact knocking Jaina down.
Corran reaches into Living Force and goads the plants around them into entangling the voxyn's legs.
The voxyn reveals its true form: a canine creature with eight legs, a poisonous barbed tail, spitting acid, and disease-carrying claws, well over four meters long.
Mara removes her cloaking device.
Mara. A voxyn.
Ahsoka. Who are you beings? And what is that?
Kyp. [gasps] A voxyn? He's got three thousand attack power and plus five to saving throws.
The voxyn snarls and cuts itself free.
Mara. Get down.
Mara pushes the Durrons to the ground.
Luke activates his personal energy shield, just as the voxyn lashes its tail at the Jedi. The voxyn's barbed tail impacts against it, damaging the shield. It sparks and returns to chrono form.
Corran yelps, as he flies backward, next to Luke.
Voxyn. Yield.
Jaina. Never.
Jaina charges the voxyn, armed with her lightsaber. Before she can run the voxyn through, however, the Sith shuttle arrives, its sublight engines blinding Jaina.
The voxyn swats Jaina away with its tail. Jaina falls backward, her lightsaber and shield flying out of her hand.
Luke. No.
Luke runs forward, parrying with the voxyn's tail and raising his damaged shield.
Voxyn. [laughs] Now do you see how hopeless it is? Yield, Jeedai.
Enter the Witches of Dathomir, led by Akanah Norand Goss, a young girl with long hair and brown eyes.
The voxyn freezes.
No. It cannot be . . .
Akanah fires an arrow at the voxyn, striking it in the shoulder.
The voxyn staggers backward, wailing in agony.
Damn you.
The voxyn lashes at the Witches.
The Witches fire arrows, intercepting the voxyn's strikes.
The voxyn pulls the arrow out and howls with pain.
Luke tries to strike at the voxyn with his lightsaber, but it dodges the attack and knocks the Jedi aside.
The Witches step forward, accompanied with Dathomir, a red-haired Je'daii who assumes the form of a young girl, blending in with her Witches.
Mara. The Witches.
Jaina. [sarcastic] Oh, wonderful.
Akanah steps forward and draws her bow.
Akanah. Permission to kill, milady?
The voxyn wails.
Voxyn. This is not fair. Direct interference. It is against the Je'daii Code.
Dathomir. Not so. The hunting of all wild beasts is within my sphere. And you, foul creature, are a wild beast. [to Akanah] Akanah. Permission granted.
The voxyn growls.
Voxyn. If I cannot have these alive, I shall have them dead.
The voxyn lunges at Luke and Jaina.
Mara. No.
Mara charges at the voxyn.
Akanah. Get back, Jedi. Get out of the line of fire.
Mara unsheathes her vibroblade and stabs the voxyn in the back. The voxyn howls with pain and tries to throw Mara off. The Jedi holds on for dear life.
Fire.
Luke. No.
The Witches fire arrows at the voxyn, catching it in the neck and chest. The voxyn staggers backward and wails.
Voxyn. This is not the end, Witch. You shall pay.
The voxyn, with Mara, leaps out the airlock into the vacuum of space.
Exit Mara and the voxyn.
Luke. Mara.
Luke starts to follow, but the Sith shuttle begins firing its laser cannons.
The Witches scatter, but Dathomir stares up at the shuttle calmly.
Dathomir. Mundane are not allowed to witness my hunt.
Dathomir waves her hand and transforms the shuttle into a flock of ravens, which fly down toward Ithor's surface.
The Witches advance on the Jedi.
Akanah stops in front of Jaina.
Akanah. [distasteful] You.
Jaina. [angry] Akanah Norand Goss. Perfect timing, as usual.
Akanah scans them.
Akanah. Four Jedi and a Corellian, milady.
Dathomir. Yes. Some of Yoda's apprentices, I see.
Luke. [to Dathomir] Mara. You have to let us save her.
Dathomir turns to Luke.
Dathomir. I am sorry, Luke Skywalker. But your friend is beyond help.
Luke struggles to his feet, but the Witches hold him down.
You are in no condition to be hurling yourself out airlocks.
Luke. Let me go. Who do you think you are?
Akanah steps forward angrily.
Dathomir. No. I sense no disrespect, Akanah. He is simply distraught. He does not understand. [to Luke] I am Dathomir, Je'daii of the Hunt.
Exit all.