"You're dead! Do you hear me witch you're dead!" Fern screamed over and over again at the damn Jedi as she sliced her way past the droids. It didn't matter that she took out every droid on the planet, killed every scum in the galaxy, she was going head to head with Bilking Fern now and he would not be stop by some over rated child with a big stick in her hand! He was a security Lt., he was the son and grandson of the most powerful bankers on Kidriff 5 and had more brains in his left pinky then she had in her whole body! He will stop this child then everyone would acknowledge that he was the greatest cop in the galaxy and they would have no choice but to stop calling him Blinkie!

She had already took down two of those supposedly invincible droids but she never took her eyes off of his eyes, they drilled into his soul. She just trying to unhinge me, but it is not going to work witch!

Behind him he could hear the freighter take off, sure run Darren! See if I care! You can come back and kiss my feet when I stop this witch!

He barely noticed that the so-called Wraiths had stopped firing at him. The Jedi took out two more of those droids, as he added his fire to the mix. Never leave a man's job to a droid! The last droid lost its head as he changed the power pack on his rifle.

"Die witch! Do you hear me, I order you to die!" Nevertheless, she just won't listen; she kept advancing on his position. Just like a commoner, no brains to listen to her betters! When the power pack beeped that it was low on charge, he just threw the rifle at the Jedi, who batted it out of the air with her light saber, and pulled out an 8-centimeter vibro-blade and charged at her, swing at her chest. She stepped into his swing, blocking his high swinging right arm with both of her hands. For a moment in time that seemed to stretch in to eternity as they both stared into each other's eyes.

"Your dead witch," he all but spat in her face, "just like that slut Ratnena."

She just stared up into his face, her own face completely blank and her goofy eyes glowing. Then something changed, something on her face moved; she gave him a very small smile. He felt his eyes open up wide; it was very unsettling to see that smile!

Then he had no time to think anymore, his wrist exploded in pain as he dropped the blade. As he howled in pain, she slammed a truck into his ribs, repeatedly. He tried to block her punches but he couldn't see past the pain radiating from his rib cage to get his defenses up. He slammed into the bulkhead, he felt his head ring as he bounced off the wall. As he fell to the ground, he saw her step over him as if he was a piece of trash. He would have stood up and teach her a lesson, if only the planet would quit spinning.

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"Pick up that piece of trash," Wedge heard Smith tell his men as he joined Tahiri at the hanger entrance. She was on her comm link to Han, the Tatooine Surprise and the different Kidriff forces; she was describing the freighter that Yunder had escaped on and its direction of travel. Her voice was level and controlled, like her actions against the various people she battled to reach this point. Instead of going crazy, as he would have expected many people to do after what condition they found Ratnena Bora. Instead, she used enough force to stop the criminals but not enough to kill anyone or what many would consider excessive force.

"Nice work Peacekeeper," Wedge said watching the Falcon swing behind the fleeing ship along with several airships.

"We're not finished yet, sir," Tahiri said standing rock still as the freighter shrank.

"Maybe we can convince him to do it the easy way," Wedge said pulling out his comm link. "Watcher, do you copy?"

"Affirmative Lead," the young woman said immediately. The young Sullustan had been able to pull out a wealth of information from Ratnena's computer that has aided their chase.

"Any chance you have a list of private comm numbers for Mr. Yunder?"

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"Blaster, 5 more coming in from the East, they got height on us," one of the crew members of the freighter said as Darren Yunder finished strapping himself in to an acceleration chair. "That makes 10 atmosphere headhunters all told."

"Doesn't matter," the excited voice of the female captain floated back to him through the open cockpit hatch. "Just worry about the Falcon and that corvette, once we make space those headhunters won't be able to follow us."

Darren only listen to them with a half an ear, his mind was on much more important things like the state of his empire and how he was going to rebuild his fortune. He could only hope that whatever secrets Ratnena had found they were either lost now that she was either critically injured or better yet dead. If that failed to be the case, and knowing that little brat it was very likely, that she was unable to find all of his secret accounts. No, she hit too many places for me to be sure, I can only hope, Darren let out a small moan as something occurred to him. That R2 unit! That R2 unit could hold all the information that Ratnena found! He rubbed his eyes and he realized that even if she hadn't found every account, she could have saved a program in that blasted droid to lead them to more. I should have blasted that droid when I had the chance!

"Oh man," one of the crewmembers yelped out, "16 more heading this way!"

"I see them, I see them," the captain snapped back, "Go to the guns! We are going to have to shoot our way out!"

Two crewmembers raced back into the freighter as the captain began to fly in an evasive pattern while the ship shook from near misses.

"Bobbie, this is getting too hot," the co-pilot started but was cut of from the nervous shouts of the captain.

"Shut up! We'll get through this with our skins attached, alright!"

Darren wasn't so sure anymore if it would be worth it, the possibilities of Ratnena destroying him, even from the grave, were looking better and better every minute. Suddenly his private comm link buzzed for his attention, hope soar in his heart. Only Celia and a very few others knew that comm number. Maybe she was able to escape that Jedi …maybe, he thought as he activated the link. "Celia, is that you?"

"Sorry to disappoint you Mr. Yunder," a very older male voice answered, "this is General Wedge Antilles. You may have heard of me."

"Yes General, I may have seen a holo-vid about you from time to time," Darren said silently cursing Fern. First, the Wraiths then Han Solo with three Jedi and now this! That fool will rule the day he failed to keep Darren properly informed, even if that Jedi hadn't killed him. After Darren gets done beating him, Fern will be begging for the sweet release that death will bring. "I though you were retired, General? Have you gone into the business of killing little girls? Where is Celia?"

"The girl that was with you is unhurt and in custody right now. In fact, none of your men has been killed but they have all been arrested. That is why I though we should have this little chat, Yunder. Let's do this the easy way. You land that freighter and I will give you my word as a General that you will live to a ripe old age."

"Sure until that Jedi of yours gets the bright idea to kill me or twist my brain inside out," Darren said trying to sound calm and cool but inside he was near tears. The news floating out of the cockpit was not helping his nerves any either. Two squadrons of police fighters from the main space station were on an intercept course and the gunner on this tub was not that good of shots!

"I give you my word of honor that she nor anyone else will harm you if you surrender now."

"By the Force, more ships coming in from the surface!"

"Everyone hang on!"

Darren was violently pulled in one direction after another as the captain tried to find a way into space without being shot up. "What good is your word, Antilles? You aren't even a general anymore!"

"True, I am retired Yunder, however I have enough pull to make sure you will live to see trial and live to a ripe old age. Besides, you don't want the alternative."

"Your word means nothing General, besides my crew will get me out of here without a problem," I hope, "and being free beats going to jail, no matter for how brief of a stay it would be. Once these fabricated lies are exposed for what they are, I won't have to worry about you or that Jedi."

"Trust me, Yunder, the Jedi is the least of your worries if you run." Antilles voice came though as hard and as cold as any that Darren has heard before, "you hurt one of my pilots, you hurt her bad."

"Would it matter if I said I was sorry? Or that I would be more careful next time?"

"She is dead, Yunder." Antilles voice seemed to get harder and more menacing as he spoke. "I need a new hobby to get me busy in my retirement. You run and you will become that hobby. I will hunt you down no matter where you hide. And that you can believe, in case you don't ask the Ssi-ruuk or the Warlords, perhaps the Yuuzhan Vong or the Empire can help you understand. When I make a promise, I will see it through to the end."

"By the Force, there is a warship moving in on us now!"

"I can't shake Solo …"

"Forget Solo, did you hear me they got a war ship heading this way!"

"Oh Blaster! Hang on!"

"What will it be Yunder, surrender or …"

"Why," Darren asked cutting him off, "why is Kidriff military throwing half their fleet at me? Why are you here, the Solos and Jedi? Why? She was nothing, you hear me, NOTHING! She was always a nothing and she died a nothing! Why!"

"Yunder, you don't have the data base to understand …"

"She was a toy for my amusement! That is all she was and all she will ever be; she wasn't anything or anyone that important! Who is going to show up next? Uh, General, who is next to show up and hound me for doing the universe a favor? Luke Skywalker? Vader? Is the Creator himself …AH!" Darren emptied his kidneys again; sitting across from him in what should have been empty seat was the Jedi. At least, it looked like the Jedi to him; it even had the scars on her forehead. However, this one was wearing some kind of cloth that had one side brightly lit while the other was as dark as space. The two halves were chasing each other around her as she sat cross-legged in the seat. One hand she had a piece of sun fruit and the other hand was propping up her chin. She had an amused expression and her eyes twinkled as she munched on the fruit.

"What!" The harried captain said yelling over her shoulder. Darren couldn't speak, he just pointed at the figure. "It's an empty seat! Quit bothering me if you expect me to get us out of here!"

Darren watched the figure give him a huge toothy smile, he watched as the figure slowly faded away. Not all the way, for it's smile was left behind as the rest disappeared. Dropping the comm link, ignoring Antilles and the battle going on around him, Darren curled himself into a little ball and sob uncontrollably. Why, he asked himself while sobbing, why?

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"I guess that is his answer," General Antilles said closing down the link as Cathy joined the group of Wraiths. She had handed off the child to the Kidriff 5 medical teams after allowing the mother to see her child unharmed. The poor woman had to be sedated after seeing her child; the stress of thinking he had died and the joy at seeing him alive was just too much for her. It would be too much for anyone, really.

"Sounds like an answer to me anyways," Inspector Smith said bring his comm link up, "all units, all units; you are free to fire. I say again lethal force is authorized."

"NO!" Tahiri rocketed out of her statue stance, grabbed his comm link, and said, "I want him alive Captain Solo, you are not authorized, bring him in alive!"

"What? Are you crazy? Who ever his pilot is, he or she is good enough to escape …" Captain Solo voice coming back confused.

"We can not kill him Captain Solo, we have more then enough troops to force him to land! And that is what we are going to do!"

"Look honey, I know you are upset about your friend and all but if this is so you can commit some act of revenge …"

Captain Tahiri bit out a string of Yuuzhan Vong at Captain Solo, judging by the tone alone since she couldn't understand what she was saying. Although, Cathy was behind her, she had a good idea that Peacekeeper's impassive mask was now one of fury. "This is not about revenge, Captain Solo! This is about honoring the gods and Ratnena Bora's memory, if you kill him you will disgraces everything that she died for and what the gods command us to do!"

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"Oh my," Leia heard C-3PO say as he kept the comm link open so they could follow the chase. Leia and Calghal didn't have much to do right now since the medical personal had removed Annie Bora and her daughter from the warehouse and the regular security forces were securing the crime scene.

"What does she mean it would be dishonorable, letting him live would be a crime," one of the original officers that helped them find Ratnena said to another quietly.

"It would be a shame if they let him live," another one said.

Leia was as confused as they sounded at Tahiri's strange actions since they found her friend. She, as well as the rest, had assumed that Tahiri was going to kill them, slowly and painfully. That Tahiri had lost control and was about to violate everything that she believed in. Instead, strangely she was arguing the hardest to let him live.

"Yes, Little Brother I agree whole heartily. Although I always though the Wraiths would be a bad influence on her, it is a shame that she would use that language with Captain Solo."

Shame, again the word seemed to echo in her head like a bell toll, shame. Why does that sound …SHAMED! "3PO give me that link!"

"What Mistress Leia …"

"Give me that link," Leia said grabbing the comm link from his hand, "Han? Han she is right you can't kill him!"

"What?"

"Yunder hasn't been shamed yet. If you kill him now, it would be the same as if you gave him a honorable death!"

"Exactly, we need to have him brought to trial first! We need to have him Shamed before we can kill him! To do anything else is a disgrace! After we get him through trial, then we can kill if we want!"

There was a long pause on the comm link, which was broken by Elassar saying, "It is my professional medical opinion that is she is insane; let's just shoot her."

"It is your prescription Charm Boy, you get to administered the medicine," the voice of Squeaky coming across the channel.

"Nonsense Junk pile, I think Doc is more the qualified for that, after all I have done the hard part."

"Quiet you two," Wedge's voice said, sounding slightly amused, "besides she is mission commander. Understand, Falcon?"

"Yea, yea," Han said sounding resigned, "ok boys and girls, lets get this done with."

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Elassar had a grin on his face as he spun the quad-gun around to the fleeing freighter, Tahiri never ceased to surprise him. The fact that she wanted to hunt down this Yunder was no surprise, that she refused to let anything stop her from her goals was Wraith material all the way. However, to stop short and bring him in alive, especially when she had the perfect out to kill him; that showed maturity and leadership that only a Jedi leader would display. He knew that Face never wavered in his belief that she would make a excellent Wraith leader and he felt great swelling of pride to know that she never let her commander down.

Elassar listen with a half a ear as Han Solo and the others coordinated with each to force the felons to land or to at least keep them in near orbit. Elassar gave them something to think about as he fired across their bow, trying to force them back down the well. The other pilot was just good enough to avoid any hits and still make it up into orbit. He could hear Han mumbled out some curses as he tried to out fly the other pilot. "This is going to be harder then we thought."

"Yea, he or she is just good enough to cause me headaches," Han said over the intercom.

"Worst then a Jedi," Elassar said with a grin.

"You have no idea," Han said with a resign voice.

"What the …" Elassar said as he spotted a frigate pop out of hyperspace way too near to the planet. Then he had more important things to worry about as the frigate opened fired, not at the freighter but at the Falcon and the others. The comm came alive as the pursing fleet exploded in all directions to avoid being hit by the fire and by each other. From some of the calls not everyone had been successful in avoiding either. Elassar returned fire as long as Han kept the strange ship in line, which thanks to Han's superior skills, he had long minutes to do some damage. Unfortunately, the frigate allowed the freighter to escape in one direction. The frigate never slowed down, it jumped back into hyperspace as soon as it got clear.

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Cathy let out a loud curse as she heard that the frigate, for some reason, assisted in letting Yunder escape into hyperspace. Tahiri, on the other hand, growled out two words with more feeling then she had displayed all afternoon. So much feeling that many subconsciously back away from her. Cathy wasn't sure who or what 'Alema Rar' was but she would hate to be in her shoes right now.