"Alright people. We need supplies, information and that sorta stuff. So, looks like we're splitting up into a few groups. James, Sasha and Shaleena are group one," Kaidon motioned to the three, "Dan, Bastila and I are group two."

They split off from the rest, "Mission Zaalbar and Canderous are group three." He looked between Carth, T3 and Juhani, "I need you three to look after the ship. Make repairs if you have to." When the two sentiants nodded and T3 beeped, everyone in the groups left the ship, pulling up their hoods if they had them.

After recieving their orders, James, Sasha and Shaleena headed off to the cantina to try and get any information without arousing suspicion. Just as they were headed through the main gate and into anchorhead, James looked back over his shoulder and smirked a little upon spotting Kaidon using the force to avoid paying the tax. Quickly turning around, he caught up with the two women he was traveling with.

The town of anchorhead looked run down in the best of places. Sand blew in a steady trickle over the buildings, men and women patroling the streets, hoping for a hand out.

Shaleena spoke up first, "I've never believed I'd come to hate something so quickly." she grumbled, leaning against a building and removing her right boot to remove the sand that had entered it. James chuckled a little as he watched on in amusement next to Sasha who was struggling not to burst out into a fit of laughing at the sight. After a few minutes of amusing hopping, Shaleena managed to get her custom boots on and joined the knight and master in their journey through the streets of anchorhead.

After a few minutes of silent walking only interrupted by Shaleena making small comments about the scenery, the group were halted by a middle aged woman who looked desperate. "Please buy this Wraid plate off of me. I've got nobody else to sell it to." Sasha and Shaleena patted themselves down for thier credits but looked guilty upon not finding anything. With a shocked expression, they watched as James produced both of their pouches from the dark recesses of his robes along with his own. From each puch he removed three hundred credits, giving the woman nine hundred in total.

The woman looked shocked at first before recovering her senses enough to speak, "I-its only worth a hundred sir. I-I can't possibly accept this amount." As James replaced the puches on his belt, a small flash of silver escaped his robes and Shaleena and Sasha gave a knowing smile to each other as the woman stumbled yet again. With a mocking glare Sasha spoke to James privatly,

You did that on purpose you nerf herder!

I do not herd nerf's. He responded calmly, still attaching the pouches.

Bantha farmer! Sasha called with a small giggle when he finally stopped messing with the pouches and faced the amazed woman.

The woman quickly bowed, to which all three returned before she began walking off. Not before she stopped and looked over her shoulder, speaking to all three though, "For what it's worth master Jedi, thank you." and with that, she was gone. James sighed a little as he began walking the streets slowly, keeping to the shadows as much as possible. After a few more minutes of silence, Sasha spoke up, "I love the sand. Can't get enough of it. But if you want the best sand, go to Naboo." she spoke cheerily, eyeing James in particular as he looked at her, "I hate the sand. Its coarse, rough, and it get's everywhere." James complained to a knowing Sasha.

Long ago, before the bond, they already knew each other like they knew themselves. James stood stock still as Sasha walked into him, and Shaleena into her, causing small 'oofs' to escape their lips as neither had really been paying attention. "Stop." James said quietly as he closed his eyes thoughtfully. Sasha rounded on him with an evil glare, "A little too late for that don't you think?" she complained, only ever speaking like she did when her bond mate was in close proximity.

She cast a small glance at Shaleena and noticed she had a small smile on her young features. That was before James spoke up anyways. "Six sith. One marauder, two assassins. Three Dark Jedi." James announced, before dropping his cloak and retrieving his blades. He wasn't going to go around and attempt to avoid them. Wasn't in his character. Slowly followed by a cautious Sasha, and a nervous Shaleena, James rounded the corner with the two Jedi in tow, straight into the line of sight of a group of Sith all leaning against various walls or surfaces. One was even medatating.

The marauder stepped up to the group, the rest of the Sith falling in behind him, "Dark Malak will be pleased that we have found you." he hissed, igniting a crimson blade and adapting a Soresu stance, the others follwoing suit. James activated his blades, the two companions doing the same, both getting into the stances they favoured. James adapted a form of Juyo he helped Revan and Kavar create, Sasha entered an Ataru stance, and Shaleena entered the stance that James had shown her. When the Sith snickered, three figures dropped behind the Jedi, causing small explosions of Sand to rise up from the ground beneath their feet.

All three were crouched low to the ground, hoods drawn over their faces as they kept their heads down. The Sith leader let out the evil version of a chuckle, "Ah, Jedi practice showmanship now? Too bad that it won't save you." He hissed. As James looked around him, he noticed the three figures drop their cloaks simultaniously and retireive their personal blades. Dan activated his silver blade and adapted the same stance he took James on with in the fight with Juhani, Bastila switched the activation button on her single hilted yellow blade and rasied her blade abover her head into the Makashi form. Kaidon was last, adapting a reverse grip of his cyan blade, cloak still over his body though, and masking his face from view. The leather gloves he was wearing on each hand, given differant shades as seperate light befell them. His right hand shone a mixture of cyan light, mixed with the sun, whereas his left just reflected the sun.

With a roar, the six Dark Jedi, charged the six Jedi, who began slowly at first, but then slowly began to increase their speed. James went straight for the marauder as he'd be the largest threat. With a small grunt, all six gave a small leap into the air before bringing their blades crashing down on their opponants.

Bastila brought her saber down hard, and with a startled cry, the Dark Jedi she was attacking lost their hand. As the Sith fell to his knees, he looked up in fear at Bastila's yellow blade, as she was poised to strike. The second that she faultered was a second the Sith had to recover.

The Sith unleashed a mighty storm of lightning towards her, aimed at her chest. The attack was designed as a last ditch attempt to quickly over whelm her and kill her, but she quickly recovered and used her lightsaber to absorb the lightning, causing the electricity to flow up and down the blade in waves before dissipating. What assaulted her after the attack finished was not expected and therefore left an opening that the Sith exploited. A small force push stumbled her backwards and the Sith sent another blast of lightning her way, sending her off her feet and against the wall until Kaidon decapitated the Sith.

Kaidon brought his blade down in a standard, one handed smash that crippled the Sith's unpreppared defenses and caused him to crash to his knees.

He watched as the Sith attempted to stand up again. He did, if only barely. Kaidon swung his blade in an expert arc as the Dark Jedi hurried to parry it. From Kaidon's calculations, he figured that this was an apprentice, due to his complete lack of skill with a blade that he'd mastered in just a few short months. By many Jedi, Kaidon had been compared to Revan before he fell, and more shockingly, James when he'd carried only one blade, before moving on to two.

As Kaidon parried a pathetic blow aimed to cut him in two at the waist, he spun his blade over the Dark Jedi's and pierced him through the chest. After removing his blade from his fallen foe, the sound of a womans agonising screams reached his ears. He looked towards the sound and witnessed a Dark Jedi attempt to burn Bastila to a crisp using force lightning. Sprinting over to her opponant, he decapitated the Sith before he knew what was upon him.

He then focused on his bond mate who's robes were deeply chared and were falling away a little at the chest, revealing a hint of a lacey black bra beneath it. Quickly averting her gaze to avoid a lecture, he extended an arm and gave her a hand up, accompanied by a flirtacious wink; causing her to blush deeply before diverting her eyes to the battle that was ending before their eyes.

Shaleena leapt into the air a little higher than the others and performed a gracious half turn flip over her opponant. The two traded slashes and parries for a time, until she began to grow weary under the sun. As far as she could tell, there was still a fairly decent amount of Dark Jedi left. Using everything James, Sasha (and secretly Dan), she looked for openings in the Sith's defenses that she could exploit. If she calculated it correctly, she'd have an opening to use in three more parries.

Not consentrating fully on the battle at hand, as she was attempting to find the best way to defeat her opponant, the Sith had spotted an oppening of her own, and managed to singe her side. As she collapsed to one knee and dropped her staffsaber, the Sith woman plunged her saber towards Shaleena, planning on taking a life. What happened that threw her completly off.

In an instincitive effort to block the lightsaber, Shaleena had raised her hands, and hand began absorbing the blade. After realising what she was doing, she turned her shocked gaxe to one of determination as a fire roared in full flame behind her eyes. With a powerful push she drove the Sith away, summoned her own saber and slashed her across the chest. The smell of cauterised flesh instantly greeted her nasal passageways.

Dan was the first to kill his opponant. A Sith assassin by the looks of him. Instead of bringing his blade down in a heavy strike, he jumped the smallest jump, feigned a slam, and instead brought his saber under his opponants guard as his blade cut into the shoulder tissue. In one quick move, Dan had removed both arms, both legs and the head of his opponant. His signature finishing move. With a small smirk, he sheathed his blade and watched as Kaidon picked Bastila up, quickly followed by James decapitating his opponant.

Sasha attacked with a sweep, intending to slash her opponants chest, a move that was parried easily, but forced the Sith backwards. Sasha never gave up on the offensive, and as the Sith tried to sneak in a few attacks of his own, she parried. The Sith sent a slash aimed at her back, to which she parried by swinging her lightsaber around her body in an impressive showoff, and gave one final spin as she plunged her blade into the chest of her opponant. They stood there a moment, looking into each others eyes, until the Sith collapsed before her, eyes closed and at peace. As she looked down at his body, she suddenly felt cold. Looking down at her stomach, she noticed a small dagger sticking out from her torso, blood dripping to the floor below it.

With a small gasp, she fell to the floor as well. She looked up into the sky until everything went black, with only one regret.

James, in an attempt to quickly dispatch this Sith, brought one blade down, and one blade only.

The attempt had the desiered attempt, as the Sith was unpreppared for the on coming red blade that removed his hands. The marauder dropped to his knees before James, defiance burning in his eyes, with a small amount of satisfaction that he'd helped towards the Jedi's future. A future he couldn't avoid if he struck him down. James stood there for a few seconds, his features showing his inner conflict as he swept his head side to side.

With a fiery determination, James looked the Sith straight in the eye as flicked his wrists and decapitated the defensless Sith. As soon as the head stopped rolling, James collapsed to the floor, fully consious but with a fiery pain in his abdomen. Looking straight up, he spotted Sasha's bleeding form crumpled next to her opponants, a knife sticking out of her.

With an anguished cry, James reached out in a futile attempt to save her, and gave all he could to her, to the point where he blacked out.

"Well, that was fu-" Kaidon began, but stopped instantly upon viewing Sasha and James on the floor.

Sasha had a knife wound to the lower abdomen, and James' head just hitting the floor. With a mute cry, Kaidon joined Shaleena in tending to her master and bond mate, "If Sasha dies, will he die?" he asked as he turned his head towards Dan, who was standing over Sasha, helping Bastila treat her after they quickly removed the blade. With a silent nod, Dan ran over and checked James' pulse. Slow, but still there. With a small sigh, Dan went back to carry Sasha to the Ebon Hawk. Kaidon followed, and unconsious James drapped over his cloaked figure.

Ohh, we got some explainin' to do, Kaidon thought glumly. Their first planet, and already a master and a knight were out of it, for possibly the remainder of the trip here. Shaleena would want to stay with her master as well, Kaidon thought with a small smile, Or would that be Dan she'd rather stay with? A small chuckle eminated from his throat. Well, it did, until Dan spun around, a scowl on his features. As he stopped, Bastila passed him with a huge grin on her face.

Fuck.

AN: okay, so hopefully in this chapter, I presented to you the weakness' of a few characters when in battle. If you never picked up on them, I'll list them below.

Bastila - Unfamiliarity of a large amount of Dark side powers. Being bonded to Kaidon doesn't really help things either.

Kaidon - Bastila and strong emotions.

James - His darker side and Sasha.

Sasha - Carelessness at times.

Shaleena - Doesn't focus enough. It will change over time. Trust me. Soon to be Dan.

Dan - A little too confident in his abilities. Soon to be Shaleena.

RnR! :D