On a security camera a couple of empire soldiers and a single sith took down droids and republic soldiers alike. The empire soldiers took a defensive perimeter around the bridge door and the sith looked up at the security camera and gave a wicked smile. He then took his lightsaber and thrusted it through the console of the door. Knocking out the console resulted in the blast doors opening. The unfriendly sith stepped through along with his small company. The first thing the sith saw was Jehill pacing back and forth. He gave a small laugh at the sight before him.
"Lord Jehill. Is this really what you have resulted to? Once high command hears about your treachery, there won't be a place in the galaxy that you can hide from the Empire" He said amusingly.
"Lord Pryde, how good for you to join us. Unfortunately, you won't get the chance to tell high command of what I have done" Jehill cocky as ever.
"Why is that I wonder?" Pryde asked, knowing full well what the answer is.
"Because I'm about to gut you like a fish out of water" Jehill said threateningly.
"Oh, what shall I ever do about that? Maybe I shall put you in your place young sith!" Pryde activated his lightsaber.
"I would like to see you try, scum!" Jehill insulted to the sith in front of her. She was intent on protecting her sister at all means necessary. Though she was certain, if her sister was anything like her, she could most certainly handle herself in a combat situation.
"If you want to kill Jehill, you're going to have to go through me first!" Tehill spoke out against the sith lord.
"And who is this peep squeak? A Jedi padawan? Ha! Do you know how many padawans I have killed in my lifetime?" Pryde said with joy, probably relishing his memories of these killings of young padawans.
"No more after today Sith!" Satele snapped back. Satele San signaled some of the bridge crew, and some of them got out small blasters and aimed them at the Sith. The Sith then proceeded to laugh maliciously. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a bomb trigger. Tehill gasped in surprise.
"The Engine room! They set a bomb there!" Satele San shouted out. Jehill had to act, had to do something before he pressed that button.
"No you don't!" Jehill ran at him. She shocked his lightsaber right out of his hand and landed a few feet in front of a nearby vent. She then kicked him to the ground simultaneously cutting off his hand that had the bomb trigger. Pryde yelled out in pain. But he managed to flip himself upright and force pushed Jehill. Jehill landed on her back, Tehill dived for the bomb trigger while Pryde tried for his lightsaber with the only hand he had left.
"I got the trigger!" Tehill shouted out as Pryde tried to strike Tehill. Before the blow could land, a blue lightsaber interfered with the red lightsaber. Pryde surprised by this looked up to see Tehill's master protecting his padawan from certain death. Tehill looked at the two with little fear she could swallow down and with thankfulness.
"Jedi always seem to get in my way. So annoying" Pryde growled at the master.
"And Sith always seem to be set in their evil ways. Until today at least" The master said looking over at Jehill who just got up from her untimely push. She reactivated her lightsaber and got closer to Pryde. Pryde let up from the Jedi's blade and started to go at it at him. Red and blue crashed together furiously. Tehill got up and looked at Jehill.
"What do I do with it sister?" Tehill asked her.
"Destroy it! He wouldn't be able to trigger the bomb from this range" Jehill suggested. Tehill dropped the trigger and stepped on it. Smashing it in pieces. Pryde saw what happened to the trigger, which pissed him off even more. He managed to punch Tehill's master in the face and swinged his lightsaber across her master's stomach. Surprised, the master fell down. As if in slow motion, Tehill cried out for her master. Jehill looked at her sister who already had hot tears running down her face. She couldn't stand seeing her sister crying. She remembered when her sister first got whipped by their old slave master because her sister dropped a heavy bucket of water that she was supposed to carry from the well. Her sister is certainly younger than Jehill by 4 years. Jehill was only 12 back then. Jehill tried to defend her sister, but ended up getting more whips than her sister. Though this time they weren't bloodied and bruised by a unmerciful slave master, the Sith had hurt her sister emotionally. Either way, Jehill was going to make that Sith lord pay. She snapped out of her quick flashback and gathered as much strength she could and shocked the Sith master out of the bridge. Jehill fast walked passed her sister then out of the bridge. It was finally her turn to try and defeat this sith that she hated so much.
"You are a Jedi sympathizer! You know better than anyone what we sith do with that kind of scum!" Pryde stood up from being shocked so badly.
"We are different. I am sick and tired of having to kill everyday of my life. Taking innocent lives, and for what?! Just so the empire and strike fear into the hearts of children?" Jehill spoke the truth.
"You are just naive! Your master didn't train you right! Of course, that's what you get from training a slave!" Pryde smirked at Jehill. Jehill smiled back.
"My master did a perfect job at training me. In fact, you might want to turn around and thank her yourself!" Jehill folded her , Pryde turned around to see a big white creature staring down at him with beaming red eyes. The creature huffed in his face. Pryde turned back around at Jehill. Jehill laughed.
"Of course, that could be my personal guard. You never know who exactly is in charge now and again. You can eat him now Khem, and do try not to get him all over yourself like the last time" Jehill deactivated her lightsaber and turned to the bridge. Satele San and the republic soldiers had just finished off the last remaining empire soldiers that came in with the sith lord. In the background, Khem had hauled off the screaming sith lord to some corner of the ship to do god knows what.
"Satele, I suggest you divert all focus on the Sith's ship. Wouldn't want any survivors of this nasty ordeal" Jehill suggested. Satele nodded at the Captain of the dreadnought and the Captain ordered his crew to fire at the ship. Soon the ship exploded that rocked the dreadnought a bit. Jehill turned around to see her sister kneeled down at her master. She walked over to her sister and kneeled down with her. Jehill wasn't too good with emotions like these. She was good with anger certainly. But she was not good with sadness.
"Tehill, some things can't be avoided. Your master, he obviously cared about you. He saved your life, Tehill. If he was a Sith, he would be highly commended. I suppose that makes us look a bit better" Jehill chuckled. She tried to get her sister to smile a little. Instead her sister was just staring at her lifeless master. "Tehill, we all can't get happy endings. You have to accept that" Jehill insisted. Tehill sniffed at her sister's words. Satele San was watching in the back, grieving for the loss quietly.
Suddenly, Tehill's master gasped for air. His eyes flew open. Tehill's eyes also widened with shock. Her master is alive after all.
"...and then there's impossible miracles that I just cannot comprehend. Welcome back to the living master Jedi" Jehill continued with shock of her own. Satele got on her comn and ordered for immediate medical assistance. Soon after some medic droids came and surrounded the Jedi master.
"How did I do?" The master struggled to ask.
"You did wonderful master. A little careless, but thank you for saving me" Tehill said between tears of joy.
"Hey now...a jedi is suppose to be calm...ain't we?" The master wiped her cheek. Tehill nodded trying to get a hold of herself. Jehill smiled at both of them. The droids took the master away to the med bay. Jehill reassured her sister that he will be okay and that he needed some good rest. Tehill then hugged her sister in a tight embrace.
