Revan & Malak
Revan's eyes adjusted quickly to the light, her vision focusing on the surrounding balconies. Standing with blasters ready were Czerka security droids, their shiny metal exteriors had all been stamped with the Czerka Corp. symbol square on their flat foreheads. It was obviously a trap, but how would Czerka have known? Revan's gaze followed along the lines of armed droids to where living men were standing amidst the automatons. Her question was immediately answered, for none other than Zsar Haleif was standing with them, a grim expression was set across his face. Malak went for his saber.
"I would not do that if I were you Jedi." Zsar stepped forward, the life and enthusiasm seemed to have left his voice, now felt dry and tired, and almost filled with regret. Malak heeded his words, the odds were not in their favor. He could do little more than get himself and Revan killed, that was an idiotic risk he would never take.
"Zsar!" Mayla cried out in astonishment.
This was definitely not what Revan was expecting, and all that she could muster up were the words "Traitor!" Her words fell upon deaf and sold ears however.
"How dare you even begin to persecute me! Do you have any idea how long I've been fighting in this war? All my life. It's hopeless Mayla, and you know it." Zsar's words were full of loathing for himself and for the war.
"You bastard! How could you do this!" Mayla's composer was of rage, her knuckles had turned a pale white around the handle of her blaster.
"This conflict has no end, for any of us. Only by one submitting to the other can the killing be stopped. I have made the sacrifice, and Czerka has rewarded me for it." Zsar tried to excuse himself from his actions, but Mayla would have none of it.
"Credits, you betrayed us for credits?!" Mayla demanded an answer.
"No! I betrayed you for the good of Monasis, for our people. You don't understand, the Czerka only want peace with us, and I will be the first."
"Czerka only wants to strip this planet bare! You said it yourself! You've said it for as long as I can remember! Don't do this Zsar!" Mayla pleaded with him.
"I have no choice, I cannot go back…but Mayla, you still have time. Just surrender like I did and Czerka may show you the mercy they showed me. Please don't resist." Zsar asked of her.
"I will never betray the resistance. Never." Mayla's words were as cold as her face.
The thought had been playing with Revan's mind and she had to ask "Where is Shandar!?" She asked.
"The old man? He managed to escape before…the other trap. Don't worry, he'll soon be joining you, eventually." Zsar's words were soon followed by the sound of hissing, the hissing of gas entering the room. Revan's vision suddenly went blurry and before she could struggle to regain her balance, she collapsed.
Revan awoke, or at least she thought she did, on dusty ground rather than the carpet she had fell on. The sandy dust was a brownish yellow and stirred into little clouds as she rose. She felt dizzy, and her vision swayed before her. Barely keeping her balance she looked around her. Before her, was a set of imposing black gates, rising into the air into wicked and jagged spikes. They weren't terribly large by any standard and they looked ancient and rusted, but the black was still ever present on its surface. She could see through the gate, past them was a long trail that lead through a mountain pass. Two peaks rose on each side of the pass, and a mountain chain continued on each side for miles into the yellow gloom. A fog began to roll in, yellow, like the smog back on Monasis. She stumbled forward, her vision and balance still off the wire. Her hands slowly reached to the gate, as if time had just slowed to a crawl. Closer and closer before the sound of a vicious crack of lighting slammed her senses and she awoke.
"She's awake…" "Is she alright?" I don't know, why don't you ask her?" "Why don't you stuff it Jedi boy?" Revan awoke, again, on a hard and uncomfortable cot in a fairly small room. Actually it was more like a cell, there was a barred door and window, with a pale light shining through onto the floor. Malak was sitting across from her, while Mayla was leaning on a side of a wall next to the window. "Where am I…?" Revan sat up, scratching the back of her groggy head.
"A Czerka prison, from what I can tell. We haven't exactly been up for very long to figure anything other than that out…" Malak answered her.
"We do know that there isn't any way to get out of here, me and your Jedi buddy here tried everything we could think of." Mayla added.
"I'm not sure why Czerka hasn't just had us executed. Maybe Zsar is still a little sympathetic." Malak sneered over at Mayla.
"That traitorous son of a bitch probably has other plans for us. He did stop by for a visit when you were conked out however." Mayla said, giving Malak a dirty look of her own. "Apparently Czerka has a plan to wipe us all out, for good."
"And just how are they going to do that…?" Revan inquired.
"They plan on using the dam…something about overloading the hydroelectric power generators…Zsar didn't mention any details, he did say he was very sorry about it. He must not have had a choice…" Said Malak.
"Not with a Czerka blaster pointed to his head." Mayla said.
"So the Czerka knows the resistance is based in Carshana now?" Asked Revan.
"Zsar probably spilled the beans when he went turn coat…" Mayla muttered.
"Does anyone have any new ideas on how we're going to be getting out of here?" Malak asked.
"I don't know…" Revan barely spoke at an audible level.
"What's wrong…?" Malak's expression turned to worry.
"Yeah, you don't look right. Maybe that gas got to you worse than us." Mayla also looked concerned.
"That must be it…it's nothing, I'll be fine." Revan brushed aside their fretting, the dream still fresh in her mind. But this wasn't the time to think about that, they had to get out of this mess. She sat with her back resting against the wall, her head ached and she didn't know why. Minutes passed in the dreaded silence, a looming doom now pressed on them. Would they wait to die when the Czerka destroy Carshana, it seemed to be the only option. Revan nearly dozed off before hearing the faint sounds of blaster fire. Thinking it to be only a play of her imagination she ignored it. She was just tired, and the echoes of battle were reaching her. But the sounds grew louder.
"Do you hear that?" When Malak spoke Revan knew it wasn't just her.
"Yeah." Revan replied. The noises grew closer and more intense, until it sounded as if they were coming from just down the hall. And indeed they were, blaster shots ringed down the cellblock hallway. Not only could the sounds of blaster shots be heard now, but also the swinging of a light saber. Then all was silent except for the shallow beats of footsteps making their way down the hall. Malak arose from his seat, taking a place at the cells edge. Looking down the cellblock, he could see a cloaked figure emerge from the smoky mist.
"Your late!" Malak yelled down toward the cloaked figure. He drew nearer before letting down his hood.
"I took my time, I didn't have to come here to the rescue you know." Shandar joked, or not, while standing on the other side of the cell the three inmates were inside. "I thought about heading back to Coruscant to seek the guide of the council whether to release you or request for aid. I decided it was in my best interest to just do it myself. And besides, when do you two ever let me do anything fun?"
"Not nearly as often as we should." Revan stood up off of her cot. "Now can you get us out of here please…master?"
"Yes of course, just cool your hyper drive there…" Shandar took from inside his robes a set of old looking metal keys, more ancient technology. Finding the lock, and the appropriate key, he unlocked the cell. Kindly opening the door for them as well. They quickly hurried out, now that they were free they needed to decide what to do. "So then, what next?" Shandar's demeanor was as calm and cool as ever.
"We need to get to the dam." Revan said, Shandar looked confused.
"The dam, why?" He asked.
"Czerka plans on blowing the thing up to wipe out the resistance in Carshana. If we don't get there to stop it the whole city will be demolished." Revan explained to him.
"Destroy the city? That's quite a risk…" Shandar said.
"Hello? We need to get moving now. Czerka isn't going to wait for us to show up." Mayla butted in.
"Miss Mayla is right, if what you say is true then action must be swift." Said Shandar.
"Alright, me and Malak will head to the dam and to try and stop them. You and Shandar will head back to the ship." Revan issued out the orders.
"Just the two of you? I feel that I should accompany you, it may be more dangerous than you think." Shandar advised.
"The docking bay might be even worse, if they're on the look out for us. Someone has to secure the ship and the only person who can do it alone is you master." Malak said to try and convince his master to listen to Revan's orders.
"Why does it always seem like you two convince me into things…if the council knew…" Shandar mumbled off, but it was his way of agreeing.
"We don't have time for this lets go!" Mayla sounded even more annoyed with the stalling Jedi. Feeling they had wasted enough time them hurried on. Shandar backtracked his way through the carnage he had made. Shattered and demolished droids littered the hallways by the dozens. Crushed, slashed, fried, they came in all manner of ways. Revan was suddenly reminded of the power of this old man as he led them through the winding hallways and corridors of the Czerka prison. They're were no Czerka officer bodies among the slaughter Shandar had let loose. They must have all evacuated, they had less time than they thought. Finally they passed by the abandoned attendants desk and to the front doors. Exiting out the doors onto steps that were designed similarly to the Czerka HQ. There were speeders conveniently parked outside on the curb of the street before them. They were going to steal a few poor fool's speeders. Revan and Malak hopped into one as Shandar and Mayla stole one for themselves. Each one soon took off in opposite directions, one was headed to the dam, the other to the spaceport. They had planned on for Shandar to secure the ship and to wait for Revan and Malak. If they were too late however, Shandar would have to take off.
This place is like a ghost town Revan thought as they flew through the nearly abandoned city. Either they just missed rush hour or everyone works for Czerka. Which would have made sense. Evacuating only Czerka personnel rather than everyone, maybe it would have raised some suspicion among the resistance. Or maybe the Czerka are just a bunch of cruel bastards. Malak was obviously ignoring the speed limit if there was any at all. The time was ticking away, there none left to escape. Revan could see the looming dam in the distance, easy enough to find and the way to it seemed clear enough. They passed under the great shadow that it castted across the city, the planets star was setting in the east now and the evening sky was fading. There was a turnoff on the highway labeled Carshana Hydro Electric Plant, that was probably it. Malak guided the speeder to the turnoff, the road taking a decline down. The road seemed to distance itself from the center metropolitan area quickly and into a clearing the surrounded the dam. There was no grass, only dirt and rubble, maybe from when this canyon was a lake. Not far from where the road ended there was a little durasteel door placed in the corner of dam. Coming to a neck breaking halt at the dead end, Revan and Malak hasted quickly to the door, with a blast of force energy the door was thrown inwards crashing into the room it had sealed. Revan and Malak entered with sabers drawn, finding a smashed security droid laying underneath the door. Two other droids stood contemplating how and why they were under attack by the Jedi, but had little time to begin theorizing before they promptly cut down by their assailants.
Zsar Haleif stood in the control room on the very top of the highest point on the dam. In the middle of the walkway that overlooked all of Carshana stood the relatively small control booth, set branched outward over the lake. Making the last preparations for the overload Zsar's work was finished. Now all he had to do was wait for it to end. He thought of taking his own life right there and then, a blaster shot to head, but decided better of it. He was going to die anyways. Shots were heard and Zsar instantly looked to the right window. From it he could see two figures and two glowing lights, blue and yellow. Red flashes of laser blasts traveled down to the figures but seemed to bounce from them. The two lights drew ever closer, and Haleif drew his pistol.
Revan parried a bolt, sending it flying out into the Carshana twighlight as she and Malak ran as fast as they could across the dam. Barely stopping to cut asunder security droids as they passed them by. Revan's guess was right, there was a control booth on the top. Malak said that'd be the last place they'd put it, but with all the automated technology inside the dam they probably only needed one control panel. And it gave such a nice view of Carshana and the lake from up here. Closer they came until from out of the booth's window a grenade was lobbed, headed for them. Malak, with a hand outstretched pushed the grenade away with the force, sending it into the lake with a splash. Whoever threw it made no attempts to further their attack. All was silent except the gentle splashing of the nearby lake on the dam. Revan and Malak wasted no further time and quickly dashed to the booth. Revan slammed her foot firmly on the door causing it to open violently with a crash. Zsar stood at one of the consoles, a blaster in hand. JedI reflexes taking over, Revan snatched the blaster away with a pull. Landing it in her hand instead. Zsar's expression turned from determination to disbelief. He took a step back. Revan took a step forward.
"It's already done, there's nothing you can do. Your too late." Zsar stood his ground, firmly in the belief that what he was doing was right. Revan stepped up to him, blaster in hand.
"Zsar…we can either to this the nice way or the blaster to your double crossing shit filled head way." Malak knew what was coming, Revan could get angry like this.
"And kill me? I'm already going to die, and you with me." Zsar seemed un-phased by Revan's threat. A swift kick to his more sensitive area sent him cringing to his knees. Followed up by another kick with Revan's steel toed boot. Blood spat into the air, and Revan wondered if she accidentally broke his jaw. She tampered with power settings on the blaster to low, low enough so the blast wouldn't kill. Only scorch the flesh. Lining the gun to the floor where Zsar now lay.
"I can make your last moments very…very painful." Revan threatened him again.
Zsar spat the blood from his mouth before speaking. " I did not think the JedI would use torture…even to "save" lives…" Zsar spat his blood again, this time before Revan. She'd had enough, aiming the pistol to Zsar's leg. She squeezed the trigger gently, a blast pulsed out and burnt his leg making him cry out in agony. Shooting several more times in the same spot before Haleif was convulsing in agony. Malak turned his gaze away from the sight, he didn't like this but telling Revan it was enough was a bad idea. The smell of burnt flesh quickly filled the room. The shots Revan fired had burnt they're way through Zsar's tender flesh right down to the bone, which was clearly visible. Zsar finally caught his breath enough to speak. "My pain is nothing…you cannot stop the dam…"
"No your right I can't, but you can. Shut the generators off Zsar and I'll be merciful. Just like the Czerka" Revan bargained with him.
"Never! What has been set in motion cannot be stopped…even if I wanted to…" Zsar replied, still in great pain from his leg.
"Your lying! There has to be a way stop it!" Revan said.
"Ha ha! You'll see…in a few moment that I am indeed correct…Jedi…"
Revan's eyes adjusted quickly to the light, her vision focusing on the surrounding balconies. Standing with blasters ready were Czerka security droids, their shiny metal exteriors had all been stamped with the Czerka Corp. symbol square on their flat foreheads. It was obviously a trap, but how would Czerka have known? Revan's gaze followed along the lines of armed droids to where living men were standing amidst the automatons. Her question was immediately answered, for none other than Zsar Haleif was standing with them, a grim expression was set across his face. Malak went for his saber.
"I would not do that if I were you Jedi." Zsar stepped forward, the life and enthusiasm seemed to have left his voice, now felt dry and tired, and almost filled with regret. Malak heeded his words, the odds were not in their favor. He could do little more than get himself and Revan killed, that was an idiotic risk he would never take.
"Zsar!" Mayla cried out in astonishment.
This was definitely not what Revan was expecting, and all that she could muster up were the words "Traitor!" Her words fell upon deaf and sold ears however.
"How dare you even begin to persecute me! Do you have any idea how long I've been fighting in this war? All my life. It's hopeless Mayla, and you know it." Zsar's words were full of loathing for himself and for the war.
"You bastard! How could you do this!" Mayla's composer was of rage, her knuckles had turned a pale white around the handle of her blaster.
"This conflict has no end, for any of us. Only by one submitting to the other can the killing be stopped. I have made the sacrifice, and Czerka has rewarded me for it." Zsar tried to excuse himself from his actions, but Mayla would have none of it.
"Credits, you betrayed us for credits?!" Mayla demanded an answer.
"No! I betrayed you for the good of Monasis, for our people. You don't understand, the Czerka only want peace with us, and I will be the first."
"Czerka only wants to strip this planet bare! You said it yourself! You've said it for as long as I can remember! Don't do this Zsar!" Mayla pleaded with him.
"I have no choice, I cannot go back…but Mayla, you still have time. Just surrender like I did and Czerka may show you the mercy they showed me. Please don't resist." Zsar asked of her.
"I will never betray the resistance. Never." Mayla's words were as cold as her face.
The thought had been playing with Revan's mind and she had to ask "Where is Shandar!?" She asked.
"The old man? He managed to escape before…the other trap. Don't worry, he'll soon be joining you, eventually." Zsar's words were soon followed by the sound of hissing, the hissing of gas entering the room. Revan's vision suddenly went blurry and before she could struggle to regain her balance, she collapsed.
Revan awoke, or at least she thought she did, on dusty ground rather than the carpet she had fell on. The sandy dust was a brownish yellow and stirred into little clouds as she rose. She felt dizzy, and her vision swayed before her. Barely keeping her balance she looked around her. Before her, was a set of imposing black gates, rising into the air into wicked and jagged spikes. They weren't terribly large by any standard and they looked ancient and rusted, but the black was still ever present on its surface. She could see through the gate, past them was a long trail that lead through a mountain pass. Two peaks rose on each side of the pass, and a mountain chain continued on each side for miles into the yellow gloom. A fog began to roll in, yellow, like the smog back on Monasis. She stumbled forward, her vision and balance still off the wire. Her hands slowly reached to the gate, as if time had just slowed to a crawl. Closer and closer before the sound of a vicious crack of lighting slammed her senses and she awoke.
"She's awake…" "Is she alright?" I don't know, why don't you ask her?" "Why don't you stuff it Jedi boy?" Revan awoke, again, on a hard and uncomfortable cot in a fairly small room. Actually it was more like a cell, there was a barred door and window, with a pale light shining through onto the floor. Malak was sitting across from her, while Mayla was leaning on a side of a wall next to the window. "Where am I…?" Revan sat up, scratching the back of her groggy head.
"A Czerka prison, from what I can tell. We haven't exactly been up for very long to figure anything other than that out…" Malak answered her.
"We do know that there isn't any way to get out of here, me and your Jedi buddy here tried everything we could think of." Mayla added.
"I'm not sure why Czerka hasn't just had us executed. Maybe Zsar is still a little sympathetic." Malak sneered over at Mayla.
"That traitorous son of a bitch probably has other plans for us. He did stop by for a visit when you were conked out however." Mayla said, giving Malak a dirty look of her own. "Apparently Czerka has a plan to wipe us all out, for good."
"And just how are they going to do that…?" Revan inquired.
"They plan on using the dam…something about overloading the hydroelectric power generators…Zsar didn't mention any details, he did say he was very sorry about it. He must not have had a choice…" Said Malak.
"Not with a Czerka blaster pointed to his head." Mayla said.
"So the Czerka knows the resistance is based in Carshana now?" Asked Revan.
"Zsar probably spilled the beans when he went turn coat…" Mayla muttered.
"Does anyone have any new ideas on how we're going to be getting out of here?" Malak asked.
"I don't know…" Revan barely spoke at an audible level.
"What's wrong…?" Malak's expression turned to worry.
"Yeah, you don't look right. Maybe that gas got to you worse than us." Mayla also looked concerned.
"That must be it…it's nothing, I'll be fine." Revan brushed aside their fretting, the dream still fresh in her mind. But this wasn't the time to think about that, they had to get out of this mess. She sat with her back resting against the wall, her head ached and she didn't know why. Minutes passed in the dreaded silence, a looming doom now pressed on them. Would they wait to die when the Czerka destroy Carshana, it seemed to be the only option. Revan nearly dozed off before hearing the faint sounds of blaster fire. Thinking it to be only a play of her imagination she ignored it. She was just tired, and the echoes of battle were reaching her. But the sounds grew louder.
"Do you hear that?" When Malak spoke Revan knew it wasn't just her.
"Yeah." Revan replied. The noises grew closer and more intense, until it sounded as if they were coming from just down the hall. And indeed they were, blaster shots ringed down the cellblock hallway. Not only could the sounds of blaster shots be heard now, but also the swinging of a light saber. Then all was silent except for the shallow beats of footsteps making their way down the hall. Malak arose from his seat, taking a place at the cells edge. Looking down the cellblock, he could see a cloaked figure emerge from the smoky mist.
"Your late!" Malak yelled down toward the cloaked figure. He drew nearer before letting down his hood.
"I took my time, I didn't have to come here to the rescue you know." Shandar joked, or not, while standing on the other side of the cell the three inmates were inside. "I thought about heading back to Coruscant to seek the guide of the council whether to release you or request for aid. I decided it was in my best interest to just do it myself. And besides, when do you two ever let me do anything fun?"
"Not nearly as often as we should." Revan stood up off of her cot. "Now can you get us out of here please…master?"
"Yes of course, just cool your hyper drive there…" Shandar took from inside his robes a set of old looking metal keys, more ancient technology. Finding the lock, and the appropriate key, he unlocked the cell. Kindly opening the door for them as well. They quickly hurried out, now that they were free they needed to decide what to do. "So then, what next?" Shandar's demeanor was as calm and cool as ever.
"We need to get to the dam." Revan said, Shandar looked confused.
"The dam, why?" He asked.
"Czerka plans on blowing the thing up to wipe out the resistance in Carshana. If we don't get there to stop it the whole city will be demolished." Revan explained to him.
"Destroy the city? That's quite a risk…" Shandar said.
"Hello? We need to get moving now. Czerka isn't going to wait for us to show up." Mayla butted in.
"Miss Mayla is right, if what you say is true then action must be swift." Said Shandar.
"Alright, me and Malak will head to the dam and to try and stop them. You and Shandar will head back to the ship." Revan issued out the orders.
"Just the two of you? I feel that I should accompany you, it may be more dangerous than you think." Shandar advised.
"The docking bay might be even worse, if they're on the look out for us. Someone has to secure the ship and the only person who can do it alone is you master." Malak said to try and convince his master to listen to Revan's orders.
"Why does it always seem like you two convince me into things…if the council knew…" Shandar mumbled off, but it was his way of agreeing.
"We don't have time for this lets go!" Mayla sounded even more annoyed with the stalling Jedi. Feeling they had wasted enough time them hurried on. Shandar backtracked his way through the carnage he had made. Shattered and demolished droids littered the hallways by the dozens. Crushed, slashed, fried, they came in all manner of ways. Revan was suddenly reminded of the power of this old man as he led them through the winding hallways and corridors of the Czerka prison. They're were no Czerka officer bodies among the slaughter Shandar had let loose. They must have all evacuated, they had less time than they thought. Finally they passed by the abandoned attendants desk and to the front doors. Exiting out the doors onto steps that were designed similarly to the Czerka HQ. There were speeders conveniently parked outside on the curb of the street before them. They were going to steal a few poor fool's speeders. Revan and Malak hopped into one as Shandar and Mayla stole one for themselves. Each one soon took off in opposite directions, one was headed to the dam, the other to the spaceport. They had planned on for Shandar to secure the ship and to wait for Revan and Malak. If they were too late however, Shandar would have to take off.
This place is like a ghost town Revan thought as they flew through the nearly abandoned city. Either they just missed rush hour or everyone works for Czerka. Which would have made sense. Evacuating only Czerka personnel rather than everyone, maybe it would have raised some suspicion among the resistance. Or maybe the Czerka are just a bunch of cruel bastards. Malak was obviously ignoring the speed limit if there was any at all. The time was ticking away, there none left to escape. Revan could see the looming dam in the distance, easy enough to find and the way to it seemed clear enough. They passed under the great shadow that it castted across the city, the planets star was setting in the east now and the evening sky was fading. There was a turnoff on the highway labeled Carshana Hydro Electric Plant, that was probably it. Malak guided the speeder to the turnoff, the road taking a decline down. The road seemed to distance itself from the center metropolitan area quickly and into a clearing the surrounded the dam. There was no grass, only dirt and rubble, maybe from when this canyon was a lake. Not far from where the road ended there was a little durasteel door placed in the corner of dam. Coming to a neck breaking halt at the dead end, Revan and Malak hasted quickly to the door, with a blast of force energy the door was thrown inwards crashing into the room it had sealed. Revan and Malak entered with sabers drawn, finding a smashed security droid laying underneath the door. Two other droids stood contemplating how and why they were under attack by the Jedi, but had little time to begin theorizing before they promptly cut down by their assailants.
Zsar Haleif stood in the control room on the very top of the highest point on the dam. In the middle of the walkway that overlooked all of Carshana stood the relatively small control booth, set branched outward over the lake. Making the last preparations for the overload Zsar's work was finished. Now all he had to do was wait for it to end. He thought of taking his own life right there and then, a blaster shot to head, but decided better of it. He was going to die anyways. Shots were heard and Zsar instantly looked to the right window. From it he could see two figures and two glowing lights, blue and yellow. Red flashes of laser blasts traveled down to the figures but seemed to bounce from them. The two lights drew ever closer, and Haleif drew his pistol.
Revan parried a bolt, sending it flying out into the Carshana twighlight as she and Malak ran as fast as they could across the dam. Barely stopping to cut asunder security droids as they passed them by. Revan's guess was right, there was a control booth on the top. Malak said that'd be the last place they'd put it, but with all the automated technology inside the dam they probably only needed one control panel. And it gave such a nice view of Carshana and the lake from up here. Closer they came until from out of the booth's window a grenade was lobbed, headed for them. Malak, with a hand outstretched pushed the grenade away with the force, sending it into the lake with a splash. Whoever threw it made no attempts to further their attack. All was silent except the gentle splashing of the nearby lake on the dam. Revan and Malak wasted no further time and quickly dashed to the booth. Revan slammed her foot firmly on the door causing it to open violently with a crash. Zsar stood at one of the consoles, a blaster in hand. JedI reflexes taking over, Revan snatched the blaster away with a pull. Landing it in her hand instead. Zsar's expression turned from determination to disbelief. He took a step back. Revan took a step forward.
"It's already done, there's nothing you can do. Your too late." Zsar stood his ground, firmly in the belief that what he was doing was right. Revan stepped up to him, blaster in hand.
"Zsar…we can either to this the nice way or the blaster to your double crossing shit filled head way." Malak knew what was coming, Revan could get angry like this.
"And kill me? I'm already going to die, and you with me." Zsar seemed un-phased by Revan's threat. A swift kick to his more sensitive area sent him cringing to his knees. Followed up by another kick with Revan's steel toed boot. Blood spat into the air, and Revan wondered if she accidentally broke his jaw. She tampered with power settings on the blaster to low, low enough so the blast wouldn't kill. Only scorch the flesh. Lining the gun to the floor where Zsar now lay.
"I can make your last moments very…very painful." Revan threatened him again.
Zsar spat the blood from his mouth before speaking. " I did not think the JedI would use torture…even to "save" lives…" Zsar spat his blood again, this time before Revan. She'd had enough, aiming the pistol to Zsar's leg. She squeezed the trigger gently, a blast pulsed out and burnt his leg making him cry out in agony. Shooting several more times in the same spot before Haleif was convulsing in agony. Malak turned his gaze away from the sight, he didn't like this but telling Revan it was enough was a bad idea. The smell of burnt flesh quickly filled the room. The shots Revan fired had burnt they're way through Zsar's tender flesh right down to the bone, which was clearly visible. Zsar finally caught his breath enough to speak. "My pain is nothing…you cannot stop the dam…"
"No your right I can't, but you can. Shut the generators off Zsar and I'll be merciful. Just like the Czerka" Revan bargained with him.
"Never! What has been set in motion cannot be stopped…even if I wanted to…" Zsar replied, still in great pain from his leg.
"Your lying! There has to be a way stop it!" Revan said.
"Ha ha! You'll see…in a few moment that I am indeed correct…Jedi…"