By the time Luke reached the Enucach headquarters it was well into the day. As the sun rose to mark noon, the herd arrived in a small run down city.

The lead rider let out a shrill whistle. Luke watched a small boy run out from a building. He stopped just in front of the leader and bowed.

"Rich, take the ratooine in and care for them. We've had a long ride."

"Yes, master." The boy grabbed the reigns of the leader's ratooine and began to lead it away. The leader leaped of the beast and landed solidly upon the ground.

Luke reached out with the force. He could sense the ratoonie and Enucach that were within several feet of him. He tried to form a plan of escape. However, the base was heavily guarded. He decided it would be best to wait and learn more about the Enucach before he made any attempt to slip away.

Luke reached out again with the force. His heart stopped in his chest. He could not sense any life forms in any of surrounding buildings, yet he could clearly see the Enucach entering and exiting them. All he could sense was a large black void. It could only mean one thing. The Enucach had Ysalamiri: creatures that created a bubble void of the force.

Luke cursed under his breath. He shifted uncomfortably as the leader turned and gazed at him. However, Luke's facial expression did not betray any sense of uneasiness. He knew that if he was going to escape, he had to do so immediately.

"You." The man jabbed a finger at Luke. "Get down. I will show you to your cell." Large muscles bulged out from beneath the leaders black shirt. His shoulders hunched over as he made his way over to Luke.

Luke leaped down from the beast. He pretended to misjudge the distance and dropped into a roll on the ground. The leader hesitated slightly.

The hesitation was all that Luke needed. Luke reached out with the force and tugged at his lightsaber hanging from the leader's belt. It slipped away effortlessly and flew quickly into Luke's hand.

Luke rose and faced the leader. He sprang towards the surprised man. The surrounding Enucach suddenly realized the danger and began to fire wildly at the jedi. Luke skillfully dodged each bolt as they wizzed by him. He was forced backwards towards the buildings, as the fire became almost to heavy for him to take on alone.

He suddenly realized the danger he was in. The Enucach were forcing him into the ysalamiri bubble.

Luke twisted sideways and began moving forwards towards his attackers. He glanced sideways and saw the leader pull a blaster from his belt. As the man did so he adjusted a switch on the side of the blaster. He raised the barrel and aimed directly at Luke. Luke tried to block the bolts to no avail.

Luke saw a flash of blue and he felt himself falling to the ground. He never recalled hitting the sand.

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"Follow me and keep silent and you won't get hurt."

Shara felt the hand around her mouth loosen and pull away. She spun around only to come face to face with the darkly clothed man she had seen in the meeting room the day before.

"What do think you're…?" Shara was cut quickly cut off as the man covered her mouth again.

"Just trust me and keep low. If the enemy sees us there will be no chance to warn the others." The man's voice was barely audible, but Shara could tell he was serious. She knew that he was stronger than she was and she was afraid to oppose his command. He released her again.

The man dropped down to his knees and began to make his way to the balcony's left side. He appeared to glide across the cold rock balcony. Shara dropped down and scrambled to catch up to him.

At the left edge of the balcony there was a rope that hung over. The man disappeared over the edge and
Shara crept over peered down.

The rope led down to a small rock platform twelve feet below. Shara turned to look back at the entrance to the fortress. She thought of making a dash for it. The man would never be able to catch her. But there was something curious about the man. There was something about the urgency in his voice that left her no choice but to follow him.

Shara rotated her feet over the ledge and grasped the rope. She began to descend carefully down the rope. As she lowered herself she glanced one last time at the door.

Her heart froze and her hands nearly lost their grip on the rope. The white haired man now stood at the door. His hand clasped around the knob and he tried to yank it open to no avail. It was locked. The man glanced around in search of another entrance. Shara ducked her head over the ledge just in time.

Shara slid quickly down the rope and landed silently on the ledge. The darkly clothed man slipped in between two small trees that grew against the side of the cliff. Shara followed closely behind. On the other side of the trees was a solid wooden door. The man opened it without a sound and slipped inside. Shara took a deep breath and followed him into the dark entrance.

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