"I must have a guardian angel." Rann thought as the doors slid open. He had been unsuccessful in everything he had tried, and now suddenly as if from above the door opened allowing a peak into the fortified fortress of Visquis.

The defenses were no match for Rann, several guards were stationed nearby looking as though they had their thumbs up their butt. Rann activated his lightsaber and made short work of the trio standing nearby.

Proceeding forward, Rann noticed a set of high powered monitors. On them it showed every single room in the fortress. Rann scanned the viewers for a sign of his foe. He smirked when he found him, standing in the center of the arena just below where he stood.

"Come out, come out wherever you are?" Rann said to the guards sneaking up on him. They opened fire as he swiftly deflected there bolts back at them. The Ubese guards fell hard to the ground, giving a satisfying thumb when they hit the ground. Thank you, thank you." Rann bowed to no one, only showing his cocky self in hopes of intimidating the others.

He continued down the steps unabashed, no guards came to him though. The hallway leading up to Visquis was completely empty. Obviously, this was a trap. Rann knew this, and he certainly didn't want to hurt his host's feelings, he just wanted to hurt him period. He had been playing cat and mouse with Visquis all evening and his patience was wearing thin. No stupid trap would stop him from ending this once and for all.

As he approached he remembered the real reason he had come down here. It hadn't been for revenge; instead it was because of a girl who had risked her life for his. Vengeance would have to wait just a little bit longer.

Rann took a few steps back, and retracing his steps continued to scour the area. He looked around expectantly, he could not feel Mira in the force earlier, and he couldn't feel her now. It made him feel a little uneasy.

He looked around for a good 15 minutes before figuring one of two things, 1. She got away and 2 she was the trap. Whichever option she was he would find out by talking to Visquis.

Rann returned to the massive doors that led to the arena. Stepping forward he wasn't surprised when the doors slid open allowing him entrance. He walked in lightsaber drawn.

"So, Jedi, we meet at last." The Quarren said in his native language. Rann understood luckily and replied.

"I've heard you have gone to great trouble to meet me." Rann smirked.

"As have you Jedi." Visquis countered.

"Look you creepy, bastard." Rann bellowed, " I didn't come here for a fight. I came here for two very simple things. One, to find one of my old Jedi Masters on Nar Shaadda, and two I wanna know who has put this bounty on Jedi heads. I've been told you know the answer to the latter."

"You do not scare me Jedi. You may have gotten into my domain, but I still have many traps. Who are you to interrogate me, in my own home? You are such a fool. Guards!"

Rann didn't need to turn around to know that every single guard had been hiding in the shadows. He simply didn't need worry, for something told him Visquis was no longer in control of things.

Visquis was surprised when none of the guards moved. "What are you doing, kill the Jedi. This is the chance you've all been waiting for." Visquis peed himself as all the guards gun's pointed at him.

"Did you think I wouldn't notice what you were doing?" A booming voice rang out from the speaker system, yelling at Visquis. "I cannot say I am surprised that you would be stupid enough to try and pull the wool over my eyes."

"Goto! Please, take the Jedi. I offer the human as a gift, freely." Visquis pleaded.

"I will take the Jedi, but it won't be as a gift from you." Goto screamed, "Fire!"

Without warning all the guns pointed at Visquis fired in unison. Visquis was shot into a million pieces as his blood and flesh covered the floor.

"Who are you?" Rann asked.

"I am the man who put the bounty on the head of Jedi. I hear you wish to 'teach me a lesson'." Goto laughed. "Such a pity. I expected the last of the Jedi to be a bit smarter oh well. Bring him aboard my Yacht."

Rann turned to battle, but was surprised when none of the guards moved forward. Instead, they backed away, leaving Rann open to the lightning that hit him from all around.

The trap he had sensed had been sprung, and because of his inability to render known threats, it hit him hard. He had only one chance. He had to reach out in the force to someone. "Someone with a heart." He thought throwing away the idea of telling Kreia. Instead he thought of the beautiful young Sith he had just left onboard the Ebon Hawk. The connection he had felt with her was strong. As he started to black out he reached out into the force. "Visas! Help me!" With these words he hit the ground, unconscious and the prisoner of Goto.

Mira cursed as she saw the Jedi go down. "Great, so you hire me to protect him, and yet he still goes and gets into trouble."

"Yes, when he was younger he was always stubborn." Master Zez-Kai Ell reported. "This turn of events makes things difficult, but not impossible."

" I hope you have a plan." Mira remarked.

"Yes, I do. Unfortunately it's going to cost me some more credits."

The Ebon Hawk was silent. Kreia had gone out for a walk, Atton was playing cards in the cockpit, the Handmaiden was training, and Bao Dur was fixing up T3. No one was thinking about the young Sith girl who was laying down in the medbay. She had gone to sleep and found herself at peace. She was dreaming of a better world, a world without the darkness that enveloped the galaxy.

She was walking with Rann on the planet Naboo, they were sitting there by a lake. In this dream she could see as normal people would. She could see the green grass, the blue lake, and the yellow flowers. Best of all she had told Rann everything about her, and he had not rejected her. Instead, he had opened up to her as well.

Everything was going great, until suddenly, Rann's face was covered in blood. He was crying over something, perhaps a horrible danger yet to come. "Visas! Help me!"

Visas woke up screaming. She must have screamed for a good five minutes. She stopped when the Handmaiden arrived. "What is it?" She asked. "Are you alright?"

"It's Rann. He's in great danger. Hurry! I don't know how much time we have left." As the Handmaiden ran to grab Atton, Visas sat and cried.