A/N:Okay, here's chapter ten. I would like to announce that WindPardox once again successfully guessed by clue, JV-FR13 is indeed inspired by Jason Voorhees.

And in the discussion we had, instead of just allowing and OC character to be made, we are going to be making a sort of inter connected story that ties in with the facility and JV-FR13.

WindPardox will be publishing and Story to be title "The Unknown" in the near feature that will work as a tie in to the events of these past few chapters.

I'd also like to take this time to thank everyone who reviews my stories. I don't get a lot of reviews, so one's I do get I really appreciate.

Underworld is going to be winding down the next few chapters, and my next story I plan is going to tie in to some of the events here in the later chapters. So once this is done make sure to look out for the sequel.

A/N: I do not own Star Wars, it is owned by Disney and LucasFilm.

Chapter 10

Fear was something Ezra had learned to cope with fairly well in his life. There were things that still scared him of course, the Inquisitor probably at the forefront of being's in the galaxy who could legitimately scare him.

But this thing was giving the Inquisitor a run for his money. It completely shrugged off all the blaster fire they were laying down into it, Ezra's own stunner's didn't do anything while the lighter blaster pistols used by the majory of the crew used seemed to have no affect beyond burning it.

Only Zeb's rifle seemed to do any real damage, even this didn't seem to faze the target.

What scared Ezra more than anything however was not the thing massive size or even its ability to shrug off damage. It was how it walked, slowly and deliberately and how it stared dead ahead not even flinching at the shots, it didn't even seem like it felt the blasts, it just trenched onward.

"Get down!" a voice rang out from behind them. Ezra didn't need to think twice as he dropped to the ground and felt a wave of heat pass over him.

Looking up he saw the test subject had been thrown by the force of Tyber's blaster and now sat on the floor against the wall, covered in numerous fist sized smoking holes.

"That won't keep him down for long. Get up and get in here."

True to the statement the subject was now rising to its feet. Without any more delay they all ran through a set of heavy blast door's into another room.

The next room was not a comforting site to Sabine. It was covered in racks of what looked like torture devices, a large variety of blades, chisels, saws, chains and cables.

As Tyber blasted the control panel, Sabine started to examine all the tools, wondering what in the world this was room was meant for, given the last two rooms had contained highly shady experimentation on living beings.

Going down the racks she started noticing more and more items that looked out of place.

"Well, he won't get through that door any time soon." Tyber said while examining his data pad "But out time table is shot, the reinforcements will be here soon, but if we left the murder machine out their go at them, well they might not last."

Kanan was still staring at the door "Tyber, where are we, you did manage to download the map of this facility on that thing right."

Nodding but not looking up from his pad Tyber responded "This is another testing room, give me a moment...yes this testing for a new type of armor."

"What?" Sabine looked up from her examining of the contents of the room. "There isn't a piece of armor to be found in her, it's all old hand tools and chains."

"Yeah, it looks like a barn from a pre-industrial farm." Zeb said examining the tools.

"These are early stage stress test tools. The metal they are experimenting with would of had to be subjected to variety of different stress and strain tests before they cleared it to be used in anything more complicated." Hera said examine what looked like a pick-axe.

"Indeed Hera." Tyber said , still looking at his data pad, ignoring the sounds of blaster fire coming through the hall. "My my, it appears the Empire is trying to reproduce the properties of Mandolorian Iron."

That made Sabine drop her examination task and went up to Tyber. "How did they get Mandolorian Iron? There hasn't been a new vein in decades. "

"Sorry, but what is Mandorlorian Iron?" Ezra said in voice making it clear he didn't want to sound ignorent.

"One of the only substances in the galaxy that can resist a lightsaber blade." Kanan said, finally turning to the rest of the. "The Empire has tried in the past to use it in mass production, but they couldn't work it like the Mandorlorian Iron smiths."

"Exactly, but this, my dear Sabine, is not Mandolorian Iron. Like I said this is an attempt to reproduce it, and it appears that at least the early test are promising. These tools don't break or lose and edge. Looks like they've started some attempts at industrial tool's next."

With that Tyber walked towards the back of the room where none of them had yet "Yup, some welder mask's, air filters, hazard mask and..." stopping he pulled something out "This isn't one of theirs, this must be what they were studying."

In his hand was an ancient looking Mandolorian helmet. Sabine didn't wait to ask for it, she took it out of his hands. It was heavier than hers by quiet a large margin, confirming that this was indeed Mandolroian Iron.

"I'm taking this, they shouldn't have this."

Tyber didn't fight her, but instead picked up one of the multiple mask's that now lay on the table. The one he was holding was clearly some sort of combat hazard mask, almost the entire face plate was amde out of the new metal, with only holes over the eyes and small holes for air filters over the nose and mouth.

"This is not a good sign." Tyber mutter to himself. "They are started to make combat variants with this metal, they might start making it standard issue for storm troopers, if they do, well, that could make both of our lines of business much more difficult."

"Can they do that? I mean this stuff can't be cheap." Hera said still examining the tools.

"I won't be as cheap as the armor the storms troopers have now, but this stuff can make a standard storm trooper a walking tank, it will make them much more affective."

"This place just gets better and better." Ezra muttered under his breath.

Each of the three rooms they had been in so far were making Kanan uneasy. He knew this facility was a research facility, but right now it seem like either everything on it was either some sort of abomination or a new advantage for the empire, or in some cases both.

His gut told him, or he supposed it was the force in truth, that all these experiments were not just isolated attempts at unrelated advancements.

"Tyber, can you hack into the computer system from here."

Zann, who seemed preoccupied with examining the new metal alloy, looked up. "Yes, but I already did that at the vaccine lab, why do you want me to do it again?"

"I need the schematic to this place. We need to sink this lab."

"Why, in all the galaxy would you try to do that? We need to get out of this place, that murder machine out there can handle the reinforcements, but once he finish them off or they take him down, they are going to come for us." Zann said with his voice starting to show a level of concern.

"There is something bigger going on here Zann, in just three of these rooms, we've seen three separate experiments, each one alone would give the Empire a huge tactical advantage, but together..." Kanan trailed off, he didn't need to say it.

Without a word Tyber started accessing the control panel. The room was dead silent in the next few minutes, excepting the decreasing number of blaster shoots silently echoing in from the outside hall way.

"Alright, I've got it." Tyber said breaking the silence. "If you really are dead set on destroying this facility, you are going to have to overload the generators." Pulling up a holographic representation of the facility Tyber gestured to the section of the building's lower sections. "The overload won't cause an overly large explosion, but Kamino's architecture is by design top-heavy, just weaken the base enough, it will break under its own weight and the whole facility will sink into the ocean." with a tap of the control panel the hologram disappeared and Tyber headed for the door. "Good luck with that, I sincerely hope to be seeing all of you again."

"Wait, you can't just leave!" Sabine found herself shouting before she even relaxed it.

"Oh, but I can and will, you all are the "Heroic Rebels?" Tyber said, his voice filling with a mocking false bravado "I'm the crime lord, I've already done more than I would normally, and now that we have at least one killer experiment gone awry on our hands, I'm not taking my chances on meeting more."

"You said you'd find a cure for Sabine!" Ezra shouted at him as he neared the door. "No, I said would take you to a possible cure, but it's a dead end." He opened the door and looked out. "You can try and argue with me, or you can go blow up this facility, but you can't do both, you don't have much time before our little friend comes back or the Imperial over run this place. You could of course just leave with me, but I don't see you doing that." Stepping out he turned to face them "It's been a crazy adventure, but I think hanging around you people is bad for my health." With a smirk and wave, he took off at a brisk pace.

Ezra wanted to chase after Zann, to make he do what he said he would. But something keep him from dashing out into the hall. It felt like a voice, telling him it wasn't safe. Ezra knew what force intuition felt like, but this wasn't it, it felt almost literally like a faint voice whispering in his ear that something was out there, waiting, or coming.

"We need to go now if we're going to have a chance." Kanan said in a stone cold voice, and started for the door, but froze almost instantly, and turned "Everyone hide, now." his voice was hush but earnest, and without fail they all ducked for cover.

Ezra didn't have time to see where anyone else went, but he slide under the desk of one of the scientist. It wasn't a great hiding spot, if anyone bothered to look underneath or even at a downward angle he'd be found, but the heavy foot fall of an extremely heavy and slow moving figure made him forget trying to locate a better spot.

JV-FR13 stalked into the room, covered in blood and blaster scorch marks. From where he was sitting Ezra could clearly see it, but it could see him, so long as it keep it's gaze level. It's deformed head paned the room, like it was looking for something.

Ezra remembered Doctor Cooper saying it , only had the mental capacity of a reptile, and Ezra was now starting to doubt that. This thing was trying to figure something out, and Ezra felt the bottom fall out of his stomach as it started to bend over and examine the large array of primitive tools the empire had been used for stress and strain tests and watch as it picked a particularly large single edge machete and examined it. This thing was picking up and using tools, and inspecting them.

Ezra was originally worried about this thing being a mindless brute, like and animal that needed to be put down. But now it was thinking and using tools, and that scared him. What was worse, if it turned its head a fraction of an inch, He'd be in its peripheral vision. Then it turned it head.

Ezra would remember for years afterwards that he was certain the only reason he didn't crap his pants in that moment, was the fact he hadn't eaten in nearly two days. But his luck held out. The sudden spike in adrenaline caused his heart rate to jump and his hand flew to his light saber, only for him to realize, that this thing was blind in its right eye, and as such hadn't seen him.

It continued to look over the tools before moving to the back of the room, where now it started to look the re-breather and filter masks Sabine and Tyber had been looking at. It looked up for a moment and caught it's own reflection in a highly polished steel cabinet.

In part terror and part fascination Ezra watch as it tried to figure out what it was looking at. Then in a sudden explosion of rage, it punched the cabinet, caving in the metal, then gripping it and tearing of off the hinges and whipping it across the room. It grabbed the fully armored mask Tyber had inspected earlier and pulled it on and proceed to flip over table and stands. Sending tools and electronic equipment everywhere, and stomped towards the door, kicking over more racks as it went back out into the hall.

"What in the world was that fit about?" Sabine said as she slid out of her own hiding spot, a tall cabinet, and examined the tools and equipment strewn around the room.

"That thing... I keep getting a feeling from it." Ezra muttered more to himself than anyone else. "It's angry, but scared at the same time."

"You gotta be kiddin' me kid, what does that thing have to be scared off, by the look's of him, he just took out an entire battalion of storm troopers with its bare hands." Growled Zeb as he edges towards the door to peak out to make sure JV-FR13 had gone.

"Ezra's right Zeb, I sensed it to, it's like he doesn't know what's going on, and he's lashing out at everything." Kanan replied but kept to himself the other feeling he was getting. "We need to go now, get to the lower levels." and with that he lead them into the hall.

Sabine had never in her life felt such a level of unease in her life. The whole facility was like a waking nightmare. First JV-FR13, which was both horrifying and tragic at the same time, then the vaccine lab was dead end for her own chances to finally be rid of Tyber's influence, not even the counting the horrible way it was made.

Then there was the metal chamber. Not only was it a horrible idea that the Empire might have made a metal to rival Mandolroian Iron, but it felt oddly insulting that they were making a knock-off of one her people's greatest achievements.

The helmet they had been studying was tucked under her arm as she ran. She had thought of wearing it in place of her old one, it would make for a big improvement in terms of armor, but the idea was quickly squashed. For starter's it was clearly made to fit a much larger individual than herself and would not sit on her head properly.

The second issue was it needed a new power circuit for the head's up display, which had been removed a some by hands not all concerned with the delicate circuitry.

She they moved through the halls to the only service lift in the facility, Kanan abruptly stopped. They skidded to a halt behind him, and Sabine was going to ask why he had stopped, but he turned around around before she could, his index finger over his lips, clearly indicating for them to be quiet.

Silently, he lead them into another lab, and closed the door behind them.

"Kanan, what is this about I thought we didn't have time..." Hera was cut off by Kanan placing his hand over her mouth, and in the silence, the slow, rhythmic thud of heavy footsteps came up to, and past the door.

He didn't need Kanan to tell him what was going on, because he felt it to. Whenever that thing got close to them, he felt a voice telling them to hide or run. Whatever it was, Ezra was certain it was more than simple force awareness. That felt more like a gut feeling or instincts, this, whatever it was, was close to some with a com-link actually warning them about it.

He wasn't sure if he should be scared or thankful, but now they had avoided two run-ins with JV-FR13, and Ezra was fine with that. Their first and only encounter with it was unpleasant enough, and he had no desire to repeat the experience. It scared him more than any other being had ever scared him, even the Inquisitor, for as bad as the Inquisitor was, he spoke and acted in a logical, if reprehensible, manner. This thing was like an animal in some ways, but at the same time had a subtle intelligence, using and examining tools, and even acting in anger. Their didn't seem to be a rhyme or reason it it's actions however, the incident it had in the previous room showed that clearly.

Once this was all over Ezra planned to take time to discuss this occurrence with Kanan, whom he was certain was experiencing the same thing. It had to be something linked to JV-FR13, but what it was Ezra didn't have a clue. It didn't feel force sensitive to him, although he had to admit that his own ability at sensing force sensitivity in other's was not exactly refined, but never the less, he felt something strong in connection to it.

Kanan had told him in his lessons, of Sith Sorcerers and Alchemist who could use the dark side of the force to manipulate and alter other life forms, and this thing reminded him of them. But this creature was a subject completely grown in a lab, at least as far as he knew, no force manipulation involved. If this thing was grown with the aid of the dark side, he was certain he would sense it.

But in all this, the scariest thing about it was they didn't know really anything about it. The Doctor had mentioned he used several species DNA in the creation of it, and it already showed near supernatural resistance to small arms fire, an extremely high level of physical strength and extremely impressive regeneration. Whatever else it had hind up its sleeves Ezra didn't care to find out, what he had seen so far was bad enough.

Fingering the hilt of his lightsaber, he wondered if cutting the creature to pieces would stop it, while blaster's didn't seem to cause it much harm, Ezra didn't doubt a Lightsaber blade would make quick work of it. His only concern was getting close enough to actually try and cut it. Apart from the warning voice in his head to stay away from it, it would be plane dangerous to get to something that strong. Having seen it smash a metal door like it was made of wax, it would only take one slip up and that would be the end. Ezra was certain he was quicker, but that thing had moved much quicker than he would of expected for something it's size, meaning he could judge it by its appearance alone, it may be packing even more surprises he wasn't aware of.

For now discretion was the better part of valor. If they didn't have to risk a fight, they wouldn't.

"Okay." Kanan said as he looked over the data Tyber had pulled out the system's computer on his own data pad. "This life up here can take us down to the generators. We can overload them, which should weaken the support structure of the building enough to make it collapse. Even if the building doesn't come down, well the power surge should damage the computer system." he said tucking the pad back into his pocket as he approached the lift.

The door's slide open and everyone walked in, silent as the grave. Kanan didn't need to ask them why they were so stoic when normally the crew couldn't keep quiet on missions. This, rather impromptu mission was much higher risk and much more dangerous than any of them had ever been on. Normally they stole, harassed or were just a general nuisance to the Empire on a fairly back water planet. Kamino was an Imperial Fortress world, and they were about to destroy a highly important research facility.

As they lift went lower and lower, Kanan looked at everyone of his crew mates. Sabine was examining the Mandolorian Helmet she had taken from the lab. Zeb stared stoically ahead, while Ezra was preoccupied with his lightsaber. Hera appeared to be extremely interested in her own boots.

It occurred to Kanan that he should say something, but he couldn't think of anything that would sound forced or insincere. They knew what they needed to do, they didn't need him to tell them what to do.

The generator room was not as big as he would of expected, given some of the experiments being done likely had huge energy requirements. But then Zeb remembered that the facility was not as big as some of the other's on the planet, so maybe it made sense, he wasn't a scientist of technician.

"Zeb, I want you to go with Sabine and place as many charges as you can at as many structural weak points you can find while Hera and I mange the system overload, we might as well make as big a bang as we can when the system goes." Kanan said as he lead Hera and Ezra to the computer in front of the generator.

Zeb was not as gifted as Sabine was when it came to explosives and knowing where they had the biggest impact. But he also knew that on this narrow of a structure base even a few charges could cause serious damage, especially when combined with a power system overload.

"Alright, Sabine, I'll take the left, you can take the right." he said arming one of the detonators. The normally upbeat girls only nodded, and went off to set her own charges. Zeb couldn't blame her sullen attitude, her chance for a cure shot down, it would be enough to be put anyone off.

Pushing the thought's aside, Zeb started to place his charges.

"Alright, that should do it. I just had to re-route the power back into the generator, that should cause it to overload in thirty minutes. " Hera announced after a few moments of working on the computer "Normally they would be more than enough time for a maintenance crew to come down and undo it, but with our little friend running around up there, I doubt anyone is going to notice, and it will give us plenty of time to get to the Ghost."

"Good, Sabine, Zeb you put enough charges down?" Called Kanan over his shoulder.

"Yeah, were done, thirty minute timer, should go off the same time as the overload." Sabine said as she and Zeb rejoined the others.

Not saying anything, just nodding Kanan gestured for them to follow him back to the lift. Now all they had to do was get out in one piece.

The site that greeted the crew of the Ghost as they exited the lift was by far the brutal they had seen on the station. Storm troopers, around a dozen, lay strewn around the hall, limb's and heads turned at odd angles, or else hacked clean in two or with gaping slash mark's either on the body or head.

Hera was used to seeing her fair share of carnage, but this particular site was far more bloody than what she had ever seen, obviously do to the fact the weapon was not blaster or light saber, where the injuries were burned shut.

"Be careful, it's nearby." Kanan said leading them back out into the hall, light saber in one hand and blaster in another.

The voice was echoing in his ear again, to run, to leave, and that is exactly what he intended to do, leave as quickly as they could. In addition to the faint voice, he was getting a familiar dark feeling running down his spine. He wasn't sure if it was a Dark Side user or just the creature, but he did not want to find out, he just wanted to leave.

"Kanan!" was all Kanan heard shout out behind him before he turned on his heels, and his heart jumped in to his throat at what he saw.

At first all Sabine felt was grip like Iron on her neck, then the next thing she felt was her body slamming into the dura-steel wall of the hall way. Her helmet came off mid flight and when he hit the wall, it wasn't present to cushion the impact.

Her vision was blurred as she looked up to see JV-FR13 staling towards her. It raised the giant blade it had taken from the lab and brought it down.

Sabine raised the Mandolorian helmet she was still hold up on pure instinct, and the blade glanced off to the side the resounding ring. She didn't have time to react however as it's free hand reached out and grabbed her by the throat and lifted her like she was a doll.

Kicking and hitting it with the helmet, it didn't seem to flinch. The mask it had taken covered everything but the eye's, and the one functioning eye stared into hers. Sabine's heart raced as she was certain that the inhuman eye she was staring into would be the last thing she saw.

Then a beam of bright blue light erupted from its chest.

"Put her down!" Ezra shouted as he yanked his lightsaber out of JV-FR13's back. It seemed to listen as it dropped Sabine to the ground where she landed in a heap gasping for breath.

JV-FR13 turned around to face Ezra, apparently not even fazed by being impaled.

"Well, let's see how you do without a head!" Ezra shouted as he leapt forward and swung his blade at JV-FR13's neck. "He's not even trying to dodge, I've got him!" Ezra thought to himself as the blade burned through the soft tissue.

But something was wrong, the blade stopped half way through, right where the spin would of been. The thing's head not lulled to one side, but it apparently didn't seem to mind having it's neck partially severed.

"Come on!" Ezra grunted as he tried to drive the light saber through the bone but it didn't seem to budge.

Ezra didn't even noticed the kick JV-FR13 delivered to his stomach, the next thing he knew he was flying into Kanan, knocking them both down.

JV-FR13 grabbed its own head and set it up right again, where the tissue mended back together in a matter of seconds.

It simply stared at the main group for a moment. Then it heard a voice behind him.

"Hey Ugly."

It turned to see a spay pain can inches from his face, and was soon completely coated in paint.

Sabine ducked under its wild swings as it blindly lashed out, and ran back to the main group.

"One more surprise big guy." she said as she flicked a switch, causing the explosive mixture to detonate, sending the giant to ground just as Ezra and Kanan got to their feet.

"Come on run!" Zeb shouted as he quickly pulled Ezra all the way to his feet and they entire crew took off down the hall, even as JV-FR13 got to its feet.

Kanan was shocked that this thing, this science experiment gone wrong, was immune to the lightsaber. He had only ever heard of one creature being biologically resistant to lightsaber blades, but it had gone extinct in the clone wars. The words of Doctor Cooper rang in his ear, that this thing was spliced with the DNA of several other species. Could it have the DNA of the Zillo Beast? That was not pleasant thought, that creature had to gassed to death in order for the Republic to defeat it.

He pushed the thought out of his mind as another door came into view.

"Their ahead, we go through..." he was cut off by the machete blade whistle past his head, and planting itself into the control panel of the door.

Hera was the first to the door panel and yanked the machete out "No, nonononono," she said as she worked with the wires.

"What? Can't you open it?" Zeb grunted as he opened fire on JV-FR13, which slowly walking towards them.

"No Zeb!" she near shouted "Without the panel, this door can only be opened from the other side."

They all turned to face JV-FR13, it didn't seem to be in a hurry to get to them.

"That thing, it knew what the panel, it did that on purpose." Ezra said, the level of concern rising in his voice.

All weapon's drawn, they prepared to open fire again on the subject, ready to try anything to stop it.

They all turned however at the tell tale sound of the door's hissing open, and familiar blaster barrel came through. It was accompanied by a familiar sardonic voice.

"Get down."

Sabine ducked with the rest of the crew as a hail of blaster fire flew over their heads, impacting JV-FR13, sending it flying back.

"Well, time to run, he won't be down for long." Tyber said as he turned to go back down the hall he just came from.

"Tyber!? What the hell!" Sabine shouted as she ran after him with the rest of the crew close behind "I thought you we're cutting and running? What made you come back?"

"Yeah, I'm a bit confused myself, you strike as the type to go back for people." Zeb said as the door hissed close behinf him.

Tyber didn't break his stride as he answered "Would you believe me if is said my time spent with you has made me see the error of my ways, and I couldn't bring myself to leave you behind?"

Without missing a beat every single member of the Ghost gave a resounding "No."

Tyber chuckled at this "Well you'd be right, the truth is by the time I got to the hanger, all the ships were already gone, and I can't take your ship without you personal pass code. This way." with that he turned down another hall and through another door. "How much time do we have before this place does up?" he said as he lead them through another door, into an open room filled with crates with another door at the opposite end.

"Approximately 25 minutes, where are you leading us?" Kana said catching up to Tyber.

"We're passing through the storage area of the facility, we can avoid the main body of the reinforcements this way."

Was the reach the middle of the room however, the door on the opposite side slide opened, and a familiar figure walked through, red light saber in hand, the only being the galaxy who could make the situation worse.

"I knew I'd find you Rebel Scum here." The Inquisitor said in his cool, collective voice.

Ezra and Kana jumped to the front of the group, lightsaber lit and ready to fight.

"We don't have time to fight him Kanan, the time is running out and that thing is still after us." Hera whispered in Kanan's ear.

Kanan looked the Inquisitor dead in the eye, but spoke out of the corner of his mouth. "I have a plan, we just need to hold him off for a little while."

Hera heard something slamming on the door behind them. "We need to go!" she said more urgently.

Kanan didn't respond he just walked towards the Inquisitor "How did you find us here, this isn't your normal stomping grounds."

"The Force lead me here Jedi, and you and your little friends have not be very subtle. I must say the mass butchering of Scientist is not what I thought you and your group were about. Maybe there is still a chance for you after all."

The thumping on the door became louder and louder and was mixed with the strain of bending metal.

"We didn't do that, you're little friend did."

The Inquisitor look confused at this, but didn't let it deter him, and he continued to march forward.

What he faild to notice, while Kanan kept him talking, was a series of hand signal he was making behind his back, one's which Sabine knew to be the silent call for a big loud distraction.

"Well, whatever you're story is I'm sure..." The Inquisitor was cut off as Kana shouted.

"Now!" and everyone dropped to he ground as Sabine let loss a scatter of tiny explosives that flew across the entire room, exploding on contact with the crates and stored materials.

What Kanan had not counted on was the material in the crates being volatile explosives themselves, which set of an chain reaction, the soon engulfed the entire room in flames.

The Inquisitor, not expecting any of this, had been thrown by the force of the blast near twenty feet away from the crew, and rolled on the ground.

Seizing the chance, the Crew bolted for the door the Inquisitor had come through.

Kanan stopped a the door and turned to look back the Inquisitor., who had risen to his feet and staring at him with murderous intent.

"I hope you like your knew friend!" Kanan call and shut the door.

Confusion crossed the Inquisitor's face for a moment then he started to make his way after the Ghost's crew lightsaber in hand.

But he was stopped by the sound of a steel door being kicked off its track behind him. Turning, he saw the hulking masked JV-FR13 stomp into the room, machete in hand and kick the remains of the heavy steel door across the room at the Inquisitor who gracefully dodged it.

"So, an abomination wants to try it's luck with me." He said coolly to himself, igniting the second blade on his lightsaber and advanced on JV-FR13.

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