"She is as normal as any other human/Yuuzhan Vong, she just a little more on the extreme end of the spectrum that is all." Elassar said watching the scanners as they entered the orbital insertion corridor for the Wraith base. It was Long Shot's turn at the controls; he was flying in a very competent manner, staying 15 meters behind Face's shuttle.

"I would feel better if she wasn't the only one of her kind," Boom-boom said from the rear of the shuttle.

He and Road Kill had both expressed some serious doubts about Tahiri in the past; they were not sure how they felt about her actions at Hawk-Bat 1. On one hand, a Jedi that was worried about being too violent was not necessarily a bad thing. These kids were not even born, in most cases, when Darth Vader and the Empire were around but the stories were enough to make anyone stop and take noticed. Boom-boom's father had been a lower rank bridge officer in the Empire; he had told Boom-boom some stories about the actions of Darth Vader that would give anyone nightmares. He father was transferre to a garrison a few weeks before Endor, a move he was happy to make even before he heard what happened to the Executor.

On the other hand her apparent indecisive about her powers and her willingness to use them had the rest worried, they had to trust that everyone on the team would act in a certain way without stopping to have a committee meeting. An attitude that Elassar support completely, when he first joined the Wraiths as a medic then later after he got his medical degree he knew that his actions had to be in the best interest of the team. He was a Wraith first and a doctor second, unfortunately Jedi didn't always see the world in that light.

"She is also suffering form the second most common disease found in the galaxy today," Piggy said from his seat behind Elassar.

"And what is that sir?" Long Shot said as he smoothly compensated for the turbulence as they entered the outer atmosphere.

"Survivors Guilt," Elassar said turning in his seat so he could address everyone, "it is very common right now naturally, after all the war left 365 trillion dead and billions homeless. It is hard for many to deal with losses in those numbers. Now look at Tahiri's own background; her human parents died when she was three years old, her Yuuzhan Vong parental figures, both of the shapers, are dead. Riina and the original Tahiri had in effect died when they merged and she was reborn. Her tribal leader and bantha both died shortly after she left Tatooine, her Master died on Yavin 4, Talon Karrad lost many men saving her and the other from the invasion of Yavin 4, and she watched her best friend Anakin Solo died on a mission. Also, add in the fact for some reason she felt guilty for what happened to the Widowmaker. Now I am not saying you should let her know you feel sorry for her …"

"That would be stupid." Piggy chimed in

"Very stupid," Long Shoot said.

"Suicidal stupid, I take it." Road Kill said with a knowingly smile on her face.

"I figured that out when she stabbed the table." Boom-Boom added.

"Ah good you understand," Elassar said beaming and turn back to look out the view port, "the fact she is not in a nice white padded room wearing one of those cute little jackets is amazing enough. She may be only 17 but she will be there for us in a pinch."

"Droid Boy permission to break radio silence and contact Poster Boy."

"Why?"

"My equipment must be faulty, I'm not picking up anything from the base, no landing beacon or warning signals nothing."

Elassar looked at the terrain map; they were 2 minutes for landing.

"Did you check your equipment before we left?"

"Yes sir, but we should be getting something by now but all channels are blank."

He heard Piggy get up and cross the compartment to look over his shoulder.

"Charm Boy 'Q', everyone else strap in and weapons check."

"Charm Boy to Poster Boy Quack."

"Roger."

"What is going on sir?" Long Shot said gripping the controls tighter.

"Q means something is wrong, we think. P means there is evidence and O means Omega." He checked the scanners one minute 30 seconds to they were over the base. "Just relax and be ready to do what ever needs to be done."

"Five do a visual scan of the base." Piggy ordered as he sat back down at his station.

"Roger," at 58 seconds he reported everything looked ok.

"Poster Boy to Droid Boy what do you … Peacekeeper what the hell are you …"

"There are Yuuzhan Vong down there!"

"What?"

"Trust me there are …"

"Sir to the port!"

Elassar just glanced to the left as two magnums balls slammed into the side of the shuttle, spinning it out of control.

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When Tahiri first rushed in to the cabin, her eyes blazing wildly, wearing only her undershirt and underpants, and gripping her old light saber in her right hand and Bangor in her left, Face had thought she finally lost it. Nevertheless, the kid was right; there were Vong in the area. He counted about two dozen rushing out of out of the main building towards the down shuttle. It had one wing spinning off as it plowed in to the soft dirt near the hanger. Not only were there ground troops but a Vong transport was raising out of the forest behind them.

"Khapet!"

"Watch you mouth kid and strap in!"

"I have to do something first."

"It is a little too late to get dressed now!" He then heard the sound of the exit hatch opening and the tugs of the air as Kell twisted the shuttle to avoid being hit. "What are you doing?"

"I forgot something in oven at the base, I'll be right back." She said as she hit the close switch and jumped out of the shuttle. Face stared wide-eyed as the hatch closed behind her.

"She is insane!" He said twisting back and scanning the threat board. The shuttle began to rock as the Vong ship got their range down.

"Hey I wanted that kitty cat but no you had to be the first on the block to get a Jedi."

"Sure now you say something! How we doing anyways?"

"The usual but don't worry I think the shuttle found a nice safe and soft place to land."

"You mean crash?"

"Land, crash, you say tomato …"

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The Slayer watched as the Abomination leaped from the doomed shuttle. She appeared to be scantly clad and without armor but as she landed she lit two of her light sabers. Also instead of rushing over to the first down ship, as he would have assumed she would, she charged the main group of warriors. One small Abomination against 28 prime Yuuzhan Vong warrior, she must be truly cursed by the gods for they must have driving her insane. He was not terribly surprise by that reasonably or even dismayed but she was taking her insanity in a direction he had not anticipated. What made matters worst, by charging at the warriors she was forcing the other to engage her; two warriors tried to ignore her and were cut down. He had warned the other repeatedly that it was his holy obligation to slay the Abomination and they were to leave her strictly alone. Now she was forcing them to fight her, challenging them in a way no true Yuuzhan Vong could refuse. He heard rather then saw the other shuttle crash and the other infidels open fire on the troops, but they didn't matter just the Abomination. With a battle cry, he jumped into the fight to kill it before anyone else could.

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Long Shot was the last to leave the shuttle; he was already firing at the charging Vong as he leapt free. Elassar was carrying Boom-boom to the relative safety of the hanger he had been knocked out cold. He had been slow getting out the shuttle because he watched in amazement as the Traitor jumped out of the shuttle and, instead of leading the charge against the Wraiths like he expected, she charged the oncoming Vong killing two of them before they could attack. When they had briefed him, they told him that they suspected that she was unstable from her dual training. That she could and would switched sides if given a half a chance. During the training period and after he thought he could see signs that she may not have a lift that went all the way to the top floor but now he was sure she was insane. One small Traitor against 28 Scar heads, yep the lights are on and no one was home. Her action although was buying the other Wraith precious and needed seconds to get clear of the wreckage. There was just no way that he could see that would allow her to survive this battle or the rest of them either. There were just too many scar heads and not enough weapons on their side. However, he knew it didn't really matter as long as she was dead before he died; he could die knowing that galaxy was a safer place.

"Fighting retreat to the hangar!" He heard Piggy scream as about 15 warriors charged throwing bugs. He dropped one then two more before he was hit in the shoulder by something. As he spun to the ground he saw a warrior charge, his staff raised high, when he landed he rolled on his back to stare at the warrior as he delivered the killing blow. As he swung his staff down something wrapped itself around the head of the snake immobilizing it and a long icy blue beam shot out of it's mouth. The warrior stared at the thing, his mouth opened in shock, as it swung up and cut off his head. Long Shot, too, was amazed and staring open mouth as the Traitor flip over him and deflected more bugs. The creature flew up in to her left hand, it was Bangor, he realized.

"Go, get out of here!" She screamed as she made both light sabers nothing more then blue blurs. "Move it Long Shot, you can kill me later!"

He stumbled towards the others, watching as she leaped back into the main body of warriors that included a Slayer.

She knows! She knows and yet she stilled is willing to risk her life to protect me! When he reached the hanger, he grabbed Boom-boom's side arm, he was thoroughly confused but he had to finish the fight before he could work it out. She KNOWS!

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As Face and Kell joined the other in the hangar, he could see that all the X-wings, droids and the other two shuttles were destroyed. He had no time to morn, if the other two shuttles were here that meant the other two teams were dead. Even if they were still alive and trapped in the main building there was nothing he could do for them. The Vong ship was leveling the main building bit by bit. They had to be dead and if something didn't change soon the rest of them would be joining their fallen comrades.

He watched Tahiri jump back into the fray after buying Long Shot enough breathing room to get back here. His face was twisted with confusion and determination as he grabbed Boom-boom's gun. Face didn't know what was going on with him but he was still in the fight, even one arm down, and that is all that matter right now.

Tahiri was fighting the good fight, she was getting a few killing shots in but mostly she was buying him the time needed to get them out of this mess. She was leaping and slicing her way in and out of the main body, forcing the Slayer to follow her and the other warriors to watch their backs. She was paying a heave price although, he could see her back was slashed several times as well as her arms and legs. Her leaps were also getting slower and she seems to be running out of steam. He knew from experience that a Jedi could only use the Force for so long before they start to burn out. They had to get a plan soon or none of them will get out alive.

"Anyone have any ideas!"

He watched as Tahiri, in mid leap, was hit in the right shoulder by a thug bug, her right arm flapped uselessly when she landed, her mechanical light saber that she dropped was then stabbed by a warrior, destroying it.

"Anyone!"

No one said anything, no ideas, no smart comebacks, nothing. Now that Tahiri was down to one weapon, the Slayer faced her alone and the other surviving warriors directed their attentions on the Wraiths. He had an order to give, the only order left to give, the only order they would be willing to follow.

"MAKE THEM PAY!"

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The Slayer could not help himself; he knew that he was committing blaspheme that would stain his soul for all to see, he would have to spend years in penance to erase that stain. It would be worth it and needed but he still could not help but feel admiration and respect for the Abomination. Her skin was opened in great many places, her disgusting red blood flowed from her, one arm flopping uselessly, her clothing was in tatters and yet she still fought well. Never once did he hear her uttered a single groan or complaint, nor did she weep and beg like so many of these infidels have when receiving less sever wounds. Never once did he hear her utter a single comment, past the war cry when he first engaged her, or waste so much as a glance that did not help her in her mission. Once he understood her plan, to cause confusion and distract the warriors from her infidel friends, to allow them to escape with their pitiful lives, as dishonorable act as it was he had to admire the way she did it. She knew the way of the warriors and used this knowledge against them. He had seen at least twice she was able to trick one warrior into killing a fellow warrior for her by her dancing around. She used her light sabers, one made of life and another machine to burn bugs out of the air, she used her god like powers to redirect some of the bugs, to pick up stones and hurdle them at the warriors to do anything to slow them down and stop them for destroying her friends. Yes she was the most unholy of all creation, the very symbol of what went wrong with the past order and she must be destroyed to regain the gods assistance but by Yum-Yuuzhan she was a Warrior!

The kind of warrior that was an honor to battle, he had first thought when he received the assignment that she would hardly be worth the effort. That she would be an easy slaughter but now he knew better and when his Tsaisi bites into her skin and she is finally is dead, he would be the greatest of all Slayers!

Moreover, it will be soon he could tell. It was not that her focus was any less intense or her green eyes any less calculating, but she was moving slower, missing some strokes and making minor mistakes in her attacks. In truth he was growing fatigued also, he needed to end this soon if he was to full fill his holy obligation.

"Die well Warrior!" He said hoping to distract her enough to get the kill. She surprised him by giving him a small smile.

"Funny," she answered in the holy tongue, "I was about to tell you the same thing Slayer."

That is when he heard the sound of explosion, two of them, impacting against the Yorik-trema skin. The Abomination suddenly dropped flat against the soil and as he looked at her in confusion, he was blown off his feet by a powerful gust of wind. What evil is this! He though as he tumbled away, after he stopped he saw exactly what had happened an infidel ship had arrived. It had hurt his ship but not fatally yet. He had to finish this now! He turned and charged the Abomination as she stood her ground waiting for his attack.

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"That is the Double Trouble!" Face screamed thinking he never seen a more beautiful hunk of junk in the universe. He dug out his comm link as Prankster swung around, ignoring the Vong ship and concentrating on the ground troops. "Prankster you're late!"

"Sorry sir, there was this shoe sale … you should see the shoes there, they were to die for."

"We discuss it later," he said with a smile, "what is your statue?"

"This hunk of junk only had two missiles on board which I kind of already used."

"That's ok we leaving, what is your rate?"

"I charge by the pound."

"Get down here and we'll talk, does that thing have an external speaker?"

"Little Brother says yes, oh yea the ugly sea shell is heading back lets not spend too much time in the gift store."

"We are all done with the shopping, tell Junk Pile to get on the loudspeaker and tell Peacekeeper in Tusken that visiting hours are over."

"Roger, we coming in now."

"Can that ship destroy that Vong ship?" Long Shot asked, while firing at the scar heads.

"No, but it will get us to the main base." Kell answered for him. Face could hear long-range fire from the Vong ship hitting behind the hanger as Prankster swung around so the rear hatch was between the Vong and the Wraiths.

"Can it out run that rock pile?"

"Maybe but it doesn't matter Long Shot we are going."

"Yes sir, I was thinking if I rigged a torpedo to explode it might damaged the ship enough for you to escape."

"No, there is no way to rig a delay you have to do it manually."

"Yes sir, you got thirty seconds." With that, he ran back into the hangar.

"Damn Long Shot get back here!" Face yelled but he was ignored. "Move it people now! Kell take over for Prankster send her back to me!"

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Slash, parry, thrust, spin that was his universe now, that and the Abomination that he was fighting. He was growing weary, the ship was damaged, and the other warriors were failing at destroying the infidels and he needed to end this fast. The Abomination was not cooperating with the general plan. Ever since that thing showed up she seemed to get a new burst of energy, once again her blows were true, her deflection well timed. True, she ceased leaping around but she was making up for it in one small area, she was wearing a small knowing smile and her eyes were now shinning brightly. That smile was unsettling even to him; it was like seeing a god laugh at you while it was playing with your life.

She swung high and he blocked expertly, together they locked gazes as each tried to unbalance the other. He used both hand on his Tsaisi straining to best her one handgrip on the living light saber. Slowly he was able to move the Tsaisi closer and closer to her neck, he would be happier if she hadn't been wearing that smile.

Without warning, she cut off her weapon and he stumbled forward, he half expected her to waste time trying to cut off his neck. Instead, she surprised him again by leaping up and doing a spin kick against his neck, one sufficiently powerful enough to cause him to loss his balance. When he hit the ground, he immediately rolled to his feat and brought his Tsaisi up in a high block, but found it unneeded since she was running away from the base and head to the forest to the North. He climbed to his feet and took two steps before his brain caught up with him, why was she running away from the infidel ship?

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She knew and yet she was willing to risk her own life to protect his! That thought plagued him as he removed the cover on the torpedo that he could reached. In was still in one of the X-Wings, and even though the ship it self was hacked to pieces, the torpedo's were still in good shape. Getting to it and the actual detonator was a challenge one handed. Luckily, his past training and the refresher he took here had prepared him for this kind of emergency. Once he got the covers removed, it was a simple job of setting a breaker and pulling a wire. Although once he pulled the wire out it was big boom time. As he worked, he couldn't help but wonder what else his superiors had lied about. The actions of Tahiri were not the same as they had briefed him on; they warned him that she was unstable, although jumping out of a flying shuttle and taking on two squads of scar heads single handily did rather support that argument, but she was not the wild killing machine that said she was. She did kill, yes, but she didn't kill in a wild frenzy. She didn't switch sides at the first opportunity or even help the scar heads in any manner.

Good luck guys. He thought as he heard the Double Trouble lift off, he could also hear the impacts of the magma balls against the hangar and the ship. After resetting the breaker, he awkwardly stripped the insulation off the two wires he needs to pull out of the detonator. He would have to give them enough time to pick up Tahiri and get their shields up before he pulled them. He would hate to do all this work just to get the very people he was trying to save killed.

Just before he was ready to pull the wires, he felt something hit his shoulder and pin him to the hull of the X-Wing. He looked down and saw the end of a staff went through his shoulder and imbedded itself in to the hull. A young Warrior leaned over and gave him smile full of hate and malice. It said something but he didn't understand what it said, nor did her really care. He just got a tighter grip on the wires and gave the scar face his own hate filled smile.

"You lose mo …"

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"All Warriors follow me, Ship Master steer a course towards the Abomination. She is heading to the North; they will follow her to pick her up." The Slayer said into his villip on his shoulder.

"Yes Slayer we will set down …"
"No, you will bring down that machine first, we will follow on foot. You must bring it down before they get the Jeedai!"

"We obey Slayer."

If they can get it down before the Jeedai can get to it, they have won! He thought as he closed the distance to the Abomination. She is running to the North so they won't have to waste any extra time making course changes, they will be heading North to get to the larger base anyways. Truly, she is an exceptional Warrior.

This time when the infidels craft passed overhead, he was prepared; he allowed the wind to propel him forward, assisting him instead of fighting against the wind. When he finished his tumble, he was able to jump up and continued to hunt down his prize. The Ship Master resumed firing on the Infidel ship, causing it to rock as it lowered it rear-landing platform. He could see two males, one human and the other one that was a large pig-like creature, and a female lean out of the ship. The Infidels were returning fire as his great beast continued to take bites out of its prey. The pig creature was also firing but at him, in a vain hope of slowing him down. He was a Slayer and such inferior will not stop him. As the Abomination leaped up to the ramp, he threw his prized Tsaisi at her. He was rewarded with a sight of it hitting her in the side, causing her to lose her grip on the ramp. The other female jumped out and caught the Abomination just before she rolled off the ship. The other two males pulled them both in while his ship intensified its fire. He could see a few spots were the hull it self was on fire. Fall by Yum Yuuzhan FALL FROM THE SKY! The Infidels ship begun to angle up to the safety of the sky, clipping a few trees on the way up. He had not lost yet he will …