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SABINE WREN was so quick on the draw, she could show up a stormtrooper - and had. In an instant, her twin blaster rifles were gripped in her hands and she was firing at Agent Kallus.
Agent Kallus deflected one shot with a flick of his Bo-Rifle and wildly dodged another, never once faltering in his charge towards the rebels. Sabine fired again, then leapt out of the way as Kallus sent both energy beams ricoheting back at her.
Instead, the bolts flew towards Kanan. He quickly sent them into the wall in a flash of blue lightsaber, then swiftly lashed his blade towards Agent Kallus as the Imperial nearly electrocuted Sabine.
His attack on the Mandalorian detonation expert interrupted by the immediate need to defend himself, Agent Kallus twisted around, turning his offense into a defense in record time. As one crackling end of his Bo-Rifle met Kanan's lightsaber, a blinding flash ensued. Kallus and Kanan both yelped and staggered backwards, blinking.
Sabine struck the moment Agent Kallus was vulnerable. She jumped forwards, firing her blasters at the stunned man.
One of the shots connected with Kallus' shoulder. For the most part, his black armor protected him, but he could still feel some of the pain through it. Agent Kallus cried out, jerking, then shook his head to recover his vision. Shadowy spots pulsated in front of his eyes, but he could see again. He lunged for Sabine.
Sabine rapidly pulled her blasters' triggers again and again, but Kallus deflected or dodged every bolt. He had been training ferociously since his latest failure in overtaking the rebels. Backing away hurriedly, Sabine stumbled and tripped. She fell backwards, and in the blinking of an eye, Agent Kallus was holding his Bo-Rifle over Sabine's head for the second time.
"No!" yelled Kanan, rushing forward and swinging his blade towards Agent Kallus from the side.
Again, Kallus had to switch his finishing blow into an attempt to save himself, almost more quickly than his body could allow.
This time, however, Kanan's lightsaber did not connect with either of the Bo-Rifle's electrified tips. Kanan furiously sliced Kallus' weapon, a trophy from when the Imperial agent had taken down a member of the Honor Guard of Lasan, in two.
Agent Kallus' amber eyes were wide as his Bo-Rifle was split in half. The two pieces fell from his grasp and onto the floor, both ends still crackling fiercely, the area where Kanan's lightsaber had passed through glowing white-hot around the edges.
Kallus backed away from Kanan and Sabine, who rose to her feet and aimed her blasters at him.
Kanan advanced, staring at his adversary with wariness in his gaze, but Agent Kallus had nothing left to fight with except for his own two fists - which were useless in a situation like this.
Agent Kallus felt his back press against a wall. His eyes flickered from the Mandolorian girl's blasters, so close he could have reached out and touched the muzzle of one, to the Jedi's lightsaber, which was now an inch from his throat.
"Give it up, Kallus," Kanan growled. "It's over." With one hand, Kanan snatched the com from Agent Kallus' belt (which the Imperial's gloved fingers had slowly been reaching for) and tossed it on the floor. Kallus' left eye gave a slight twitch as Sabine crushed it beneath one foot.
"You're wrong," snarled Agent Kallus. His gaze, almost crossed in order for him to look down at the tip of Jarrus' lightsaber, snapped upwards to glare at the Jedi's face. "I know you won't kill me." A broad, white, disturbing smirk was appearing on the ISB officer's lips. "You're too weak."
Kanan's eyebrows met as he looked into Kallus' eyes. Agent Kallus almost seemed to be peering over Kanan's shoulder - and Kanan could almost make out the reflection of something in the the Imperial's amber gaze...
"How can you call us weak when you're the one stuck between a rock and a hard place?" Sabine demanded triumphantly, demonstratively adjusting the angle of her weapons.
Agent Kallus' rapidly-spreading smirk had become a chilling grin. "Because all it takes is a rumor to lure you rebels into a trap."
Kanan's cyan eyes widened. "Sabine!" he shouted, whirling around and throwing his friend out of the way with the Force. Sabine yelped and went sprawling several feet away even as Kanan swung his lightsaber up in the nick of time, barely saving his own neck.
"Good luck getting out of this one," hissed Agent Kallus with brutal satisfaction. Kanan heard the other man slink off, but there was nothing he could do about it.
Kanan's horrified face was accented with the blue light of his own blade and the red glare of his new foe's as he stared up into the ebony mask of Darth Vader himself.
BOOSH! Omg, I bet you guys didn't see THAT one coming. I didn't, either! The credit of the totally awesome idea of having Darth Vader himself show up in person goes to Ichichi05. You rock, Ichi! :D :D