***chapter three***
Garik cocked his head slightly, eyeing the unconscious woman lying on the couch. He couldn't put down the fact he felt so uncertain about her. The thought had entered his mind the instant he had spotted her in the building. There was just something about her that made him more weary and cautious than he usually was.
After all his years in training and his experience being a undercover bodyguard for Nightshadows, and before that, the Emperor himself, he could have sworn he missed something this time.
The door swished open behind him. Garik didn't move to see who had entered. He already knew.
He took a sip of his Alderaan Ruge as the Dark Jedi came up beside him. Garik saw from the corner of his eye the surprise on Nightshadows' face.
"How did she get passed security? Up to this floor? In my personal office?"
Garik shrugged. He used his free hand, reached under his jacket, and pulled out a card, handing it to Nightshadows.
"I found this on her. It says that she is one of your employees."
The Dark Jedi snatched the flimsiplast card from his hand. "Shea Walsh. Age 29, head advisor of-" he stopped and read silently to himself for a moment. "THIS IS A BUNCH OFF HUTT SLIME!" Nightshadows yelled in frustration. "This isn't Shea."
"Exactly my point."
Shaun turned to his confidant. "Explain."
"Though the resemblance of Shea Walsh is striking with this female, the real one is being terminated tonight. Shea was found releasing files to an underground network of rebels. Somehow, this woman got a hold of her clearance card, and a minor down level, screwed up and forgot to void Shea's old pass code." Garik's face did not show any emotion but a hint of ponder.
Minutes passed when Nightshadows finally spoke. "I'll take of her. Thank you for being on guard tonight, Garik. We may have found another link to these rebel scums."
Garik gave a slight nod in agreement. "I shall be off then." Before Nightshadows could say another word, Garik was gone, leaving him alone with the sleeping intruder.
***
Kelsi Durron snaked her way down the stairs. Abruptly she stopped as she heard the sound of filtered voices in the living room. She pressed her back close against the wall as she listened in.
"Search the house. If you find any information, take it. If you find anyone, secure them and we'll bring them back to headquarters for questioning. Move out."
A heat wave of protection fell over Kelsi. She reinforced her grip on her lightsaber, her thumb hovering over the activation button. *Where ever you are Seth Durron, you better be alright. cause when you get back home I'm gonna scream at you for not being here.*
Suddenly, something cool touched Kelsi's neck.
"Well, lookie here, sir. A snoop." The filtered voice of a Stormtrooper remarked.
Looking into the black shade of his metal helmet, Kelsi thumbed on her bluish blade. It went cleanly through his stomach. The blaster which he had been holding at her neck clattered to the floor. She switched her blade off and watched the Imperial crumple to his knees.
"Correction. A Jedi." She stated with defiance.
Through the Force, she felt the other troopers come toward her direction.
***
Zeth had made it out safely from the Imperial intelligence building with relative ease. Amithyst on the other hand was not in the speeder like they had planned. He had no choice but to leave her. She told him that if either of them weren't out there, the other would leave the other behind. not out of betrayal or loss, but for protection.
*Ami has to be ok. She got herself in, she'll get herself out.* He thought hopefully as he drove the speeder down the road towards his house. As he got near it, he saw four Imperial speeders parked outside his home.
"What's going on?" he asked aloud absently.
Without thinking, he stopped his speeder in their neighbors driveway. Jumping out he went through the back door, quietly.
Then he heard a scream.
***
Kelsi had been taking on three stormtroopers, when one came up from behind her and shot her in the back. A scream rippled from her lips.
*MOM!* a voice echoed in her mind.
She heard the sound of another lightsaber click on. The familiar hum gave her hope, along with her eldest son's Force presence. She felt him dispose of two stormtroopers as she spun around and took care of the one that shot her.
"Zeth get your brother and get out of here!" she yelled to him.
But it was too late. The shrill of Kyp's voice entered her ears.
***
"Let go of me you Ewok-sucking-Nerf-Herder!!!" Kyp yelled at the trooper that held his arms behind his back.
"Oh shut up, kid!"
But Kyp didn't. He squirmed as the tall stormtrooper drug him out of the closet to the stairs. Kyp's mouth dropped in shock as he saw his mom holding a glow stick of deep blue. She was fighting off other troopers like the one that held him.
"Put your weapon down, or this pest is done for." A cold barrel of a blaster jammed itself into Kyp's neck. He whimpered but stayed silent.
Kyp's mom turned and saw her son. Fear rose up in her face. Zeth saw her hesitation then turned to look up in her direction.
"Don't hurt him!" she begged.
"Turn your weapons off and hand them over."
Both his mom and older brother exchanged glances of defeat. They handed them over.
"There. Now pull that blaster away from my son!" she yelled.
The stormtrooper gave a slight nod and the one trooper to the far left lifted his blaster and shot the two in the back with stun bolts.
Kyp's eyes widened in shock, but before he could let out a sound everything went dark.
Garik cocked his head slightly, eyeing the unconscious woman lying on the couch. He couldn't put down the fact he felt so uncertain about her. The thought had entered his mind the instant he had spotted her in the building. There was just something about her that made him more weary and cautious than he usually was.
After all his years in training and his experience being a undercover bodyguard for Nightshadows, and before that, the Emperor himself, he could have sworn he missed something this time.
The door swished open behind him. Garik didn't move to see who had entered. He already knew.
He took a sip of his Alderaan Ruge as the Dark Jedi came up beside him. Garik saw from the corner of his eye the surprise on Nightshadows' face.
"How did she get passed security? Up to this floor? In my personal office?"
Garik shrugged. He used his free hand, reached under his jacket, and pulled out a card, handing it to Nightshadows.
"I found this on her. It says that she is one of your employees."
The Dark Jedi snatched the flimsiplast card from his hand. "Shea Walsh. Age 29, head advisor of-" he stopped and read silently to himself for a moment. "THIS IS A BUNCH OFF HUTT SLIME!" Nightshadows yelled in frustration. "This isn't Shea."
"Exactly my point."
Shaun turned to his confidant. "Explain."
"Though the resemblance of Shea Walsh is striking with this female, the real one is being terminated tonight. Shea was found releasing files to an underground network of rebels. Somehow, this woman got a hold of her clearance card, and a minor down level, screwed up and forgot to void Shea's old pass code." Garik's face did not show any emotion but a hint of ponder.
Minutes passed when Nightshadows finally spoke. "I'll take of her. Thank you for being on guard tonight, Garik. We may have found another link to these rebel scums."
Garik gave a slight nod in agreement. "I shall be off then." Before Nightshadows could say another word, Garik was gone, leaving him alone with the sleeping intruder.
***
Kelsi Durron snaked her way down the stairs. Abruptly she stopped as she heard the sound of filtered voices in the living room. She pressed her back close against the wall as she listened in.
"Search the house. If you find any information, take it. If you find anyone, secure them and we'll bring them back to headquarters for questioning. Move out."
A heat wave of protection fell over Kelsi. She reinforced her grip on her lightsaber, her thumb hovering over the activation button. *Where ever you are Seth Durron, you better be alright. cause when you get back home I'm gonna scream at you for not being here.*
Suddenly, something cool touched Kelsi's neck.
"Well, lookie here, sir. A snoop." The filtered voice of a Stormtrooper remarked.
Looking into the black shade of his metal helmet, Kelsi thumbed on her bluish blade. It went cleanly through his stomach. The blaster which he had been holding at her neck clattered to the floor. She switched her blade off and watched the Imperial crumple to his knees.
"Correction. A Jedi." She stated with defiance.
Through the Force, she felt the other troopers come toward her direction.
***
Zeth had made it out safely from the Imperial intelligence building with relative ease. Amithyst on the other hand was not in the speeder like they had planned. He had no choice but to leave her. She told him that if either of them weren't out there, the other would leave the other behind. not out of betrayal or loss, but for protection.
*Ami has to be ok. She got herself in, she'll get herself out.* He thought hopefully as he drove the speeder down the road towards his house. As he got near it, he saw four Imperial speeders parked outside his home.
"What's going on?" he asked aloud absently.
Without thinking, he stopped his speeder in their neighbors driveway. Jumping out he went through the back door, quietly.
Then he heard a scream.
***
Kelsi had been taking on three stormtroopers, when one came up from behind her and shot her in the back. A scream rippled from her lips.
*MOM!* a voice echoed in her mind.
She heard the sound of another lightsaber click on. The familiar hum gave her hope, along with her eldest son's Force presence. She felt him dispose of two stormtroopers as she spun around and took care of the one that shot her.
"Zeth get your brother and get out of here!" she yelled to him.
But it was too late. The shrill of Kyp's voice entered her ears.
***
"Let go of me you Ewok-sucking-Nerf-Herder!!!" Kyp yelled at the trooper that held his arms behind his back.
"Oh shut up, kid!"
But Kyp didn't. He squirmed as the tall stormtrooper drug him out of the closet to the stairs. Kyp's mouth dropped in shock as he saw his mom holding a glow stick of deep blue. She was fighting off other troopers like the one that held him.
"Put your weapon down, or this pest is done for." A cold barrel of a blaster jammed itself into Kyp's neck. He whimpered but stayed silent.
Kyp's mom turned and saw her son. Fear rose up in her face. Zeth saw her hesitation then turned to look up in her direction.
"Don't hurt him!" she begged.
"Turn your weapons off and hand them over."
Both his mom and older brother exchanged glances of defeat. They handed them over.
"There. Now pull that blaster away from my son!" she yelled.
The stormtrooper gave a slight nod and the one trooper to the far left lifted his blaster and shot the two in the back with stun bolts.
Kyp's eyes widened in shock, but before he could let out a sound everything went dark.