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Chapter 10: The Dangers that Lie Ahead

A/N: A quick little chapter before finals, that's why it's so short. Hee hee yes, I was doing this when I was supposed to be studying, tsk I'm bad lol. Hope you enjoy!

I went through the security door that had been opened by T3, entered the elevator, and began my descent down towards the mining tunnels. I had a bad feeling, but I just shrugged it off. The lives of Kreia, Atton and my own all depended on me and whether I succeeded or not…

This sucks.

I carefully entered the door leading to the mining tunnels. It was really quiet. So quiet that I wouldn't be surprised if a Sith assassin was behind me, ready to stab me with a lightsaber and annihilate me. Quick and easy.

I stopped in mid-step.

Damn, shouldn't have thought that, now I'm just scaring myself...

I took a deep breath, and tried to calm myself. "There is no emotion, there is peace..."

I didn't know if it really worked, but I could feel myself relax. Maybe it was all in my mind…

Of course, my calmness was soon replaced by pure shock when I heard Atton's voice come out of nowhere to break the silence. I had momentarily forgotten about the communicator that he gave me before I left…

"Pazaak Master to Jedi Schutta, come in Schutta."

There was static, but it wasn't that bad, I could still make out what he was saying.

I sighed, trying to ignore him, but the annoyance was strong in that one. He kept on trying to elicit a response from me.

"Hello? Schutta! You do have a communicator you know…" He sighed. "This is a test Kyros, to see if our communicators work…Now get up off your half-naked Jedi butt an reply!" He yelled, getting worried.

I smirked. I decided to try and scare the wisecracking scoundrel a bit by waiting a few minutes before responding.

Sure enough, after a few minutes I heard him mutter to himself. "Sith spit! That idiotic Jedi must have gotten himself killed!" He exclaimed. "I gotta get down there! He could be in danger? Damn…"

I had no choice but to respond to the scoundrel, couldn't have him running down here to 'save' me. I needed someone back at the controls to help me navigate my way through this Sith hellhole. "Yeah?" I asked warily before he could do anything stupid.

I heard Atton sigh a breath of relief. "Glad you didn't die you idiot…" He quickly added. "Not that I care of course…" When he noticed what he had just said, but it was too late.

I gasped sarcastically. "Atton! I think the static in the communicator is making me hear things! Did you just say that you were glad that I didn't die!"

"Shut up, like I said, I don't care…"

I smirked. "Thanks Atton, your concern is noted." I responded brightly.

"What took you so long to respond?" He asked, voice annoyed. "Did you forget that you had a communicator?"

I decided to answer him truthfully, well at least as truthfully as I could get before he finds out that I was just scaring him…

"You know, for a minute there I thought you and Kreia were both telekinetic."

"What?" He asked, clearly confused.

"Never mind, So was there anything else?" I asked. I wanted to get off of here as soon as possible, and standing around here wasn't helping anything.

"Na, just testing the communicators, they aren't working that well, but I think we'll manage." He explained. "The static must have been caused by that explosion…"

"Alright then, next time you have something important to tell me, don't hesitate…Kyros Out."

"Don't forget to check the emergency supplies!" He reminded me. "Alright, Jedi boy I'll warn you if there's anything dangerous, Pazaak Master out."

I sighed and continued to walk towards the closed door. It opened easily.

I looked around the room and saw a couple of emergency supply containers and decided to check them out. Half of me didn't want to, just because Atton had told me to, but the other half knew that if I didn't, I'd just be screwing myself over, I mean, you never know what you may find in there... Force, with my luck there clothes in there…

Now with that thought in my head I couldn't just not look in there.

My heart almost burst with joy when I saw what was inside the containers.

Clothes, of course it was a miner's uniform…but it was better then nothing.

I quickly put them on, enjoying the feeling of the very small protection it provided me...I didn't like to be vulnerable. I quickly got all the other things in there, a medi-pack, a viroblade, Telos mining shield, and some other stuff that would be useful. I quickly put on the uniform, the mining sheild, and equipped myself with the viroblade. I dumped the remainder of the contents that I found in my belt. (A/N: Where does everything you find go to? I mean, there was no back-pack of any sort on the miner's outfit…was there?) Just as I was about to head on, Atton's annoying and sarcastic voice filled the room. "Was there anything useful inside the emergency supplies?" He asked.

"Yeah, I found some clothes and some other things."

"Finally...you know, that whole half-naked Jedi thing was beginning to wear a little thin…"

I sighed.

"What happened to only bothering me when there was 'danger' and 'bad stuff'?" I asked sarcastically. He was getting annoying.

"Heh, who said I didn't have anything important to tell you?" He retorted.

"You better be careful down there Kyros." Atton said, his tone growing serious. "Sensors indicate that there are a lot of droids there, and the intense heat that I told you about? Well, that's there too..."

"Great..." I sighed.

"Don't worry though," Atton assured me. "Use the miners shield you found, it should be strong enough to withstand the heat."

"Should?" I asked, my voice rising higher then normal in utter shock and disbelief. He was sending me to my doom with just a should as protection?

"Why do I get the feeling that you'll be the death of me?" I asked him.

Even though I couldn't see him, I could imagine him smirking.

"Run fast."

And with that, he signed off, leaving me to continue on with my explorations into a room full of droids so that I can fight for my life and the thought of failing can't even cross my mind once, because if I really do fail, then we're all doomed…I said it once, and I'll say it again.

This sucks.

A/N: I have some great (not sure if I would call them GREAT, but yeah xP) Ideas planned out for this story :) So if my so-called life lets me, I'll update soon lol. R&R!

Until next time...