Chapter 11

"And so, that is all the information I have for you miss. As you can see, Luxury Rentals is quite guilty. I'd be most appreciative if you were to report them to the authorities."

Alora said nothing at first. However, after a moments silence she lifted her head and looked at the elder gentleman. ""Thank you for your valuable information mister Khan. However, I will not report anyone to the authorities as of yet. It is my duty to hear both sides of the story and do justice, as it seems fit. Now, if you'll excuse me, I must be on my way." Alora then rose to her feet and offered her hand in thanks. After shaking hands with mister Khan, Alora bowed slightly and said, "I will continue upon my mission and hope we can end this dispute in peace."

Khan frowned slightly at Alora's comments. However, he quickly regained his fake smile and said "Of course, of course. I wouldn't want an innocent company to go out of business just because of a simple mistake." He then pressed a button on his desk and released the door, allowing Alora to leave. As he watched the Jedi leave, he spoke again, "If you need anything else, feel free to contact me anytime!"

Bowing once again, Alora turned to leave, putting her hands into her Jedi robes and walked out, her mind reeling with questions, comments, thoughts, and feelings. Alora was so entranced in thought that she barley heard the reception droid's goodbye.

Once on the streets of Coruscant, Jedi Knight Alora broke her train of thought and took in her surroundings. Upon looking at the sky she noticed that the sun was lower then when she first entered the "Perfect Speeders" headquarters. Figuring she had a few hours left, Alora called upon an air transport and told the Rodian driver to take her to Luxury Rentals.

Carth called out to Alora as loud as he could. However, his voice was being drowned out by the chatter of citizens, the noise of air transports above and around him, and the announcements that were being made to the people on the street. Knowing that Alora couldn't, didn't hear him, Carth used a different name that he was sure to grab her attention. Carth yelled the name, REVAN! REVAN! Countless times and shouted at the top of his voice, pushing people out of his way as he tried to catch up to her. All the while, he hoped that Alora would eventually hear him.

When Carth reached Alora, he was panting slightly and answering her question he replied "I'm here because I heard you were on a mission and figured you needed a bodyguard, no, nothings wrong, I just got of work early, that's all, and was hoping to maybe spend an evening together." With that last comment he gave a small smile and slipped his hand into hers.

"Alright flyboy, you can help me. I was just on my way to Luxury Rentals to hear their side of the story on this company dispute they are having."

A man in a full body cloak was off in the distance, searching, studying something. As if he was looking for someone or something. However, his thoughts were interrupted when he sensed someone very strong in the force. Not only that, but also this person, this being was near him. As he let his eyesscan the crowed, he looked and sensed for this one life form. Determined to find this large Force presence, he called upon his training of the Force and focused himself. Closing his eyes and shutting out the chatter among the thousands of people on the street, the hums, screeches, and other noises that belonged to both air speeders and what not. The more he focused, the more the crowed noises began to dwindle and the louder, easier it was to hear, sense, and see the strong presence he felt. Finally, after a few minutes of long and hard concentration he found it, a middle age woman covered in a brown Jedi cloak, conversing with a man around her age. His eyes widened in shock as he realized the woman's name was…Revan. He couldn't believe it, was she really Revan? She had changed so much. Not only physically, but mentally as well. He no longer sensed anger, revenge, and hatred. No, instead he felt love, sorrow, regret and so much more. The young man looked both ways, as if to see if anyone was watching him. When he was certain no one had seen him, sensed him, he raised his hood and began to follow the woman in secret. Knowing that he had left himself open for attack and his presence could be sensed by those strong in the force, he knew that Revan, or anyone else could sense him as well. As he began to follow Revan, he silently hoped that he had been undetected. As a precaution, he made sure to keep his presence hidden from now on. Not only physically, but force wise as well. He couldn't afford to be detected. He had to make sure that this was the Revan he was looking for. As his face was hidden and his cloak flowed behind him with ease, he gave a small smile, a smile that was not pleasant.

As both Carth and Alora entered the Luxury Rentals headquarters Alora was unsettled. Because, on her way here, she thought she had sensed a dark presence near her, and then suddenly that presence was gone. As if it didn't want to be detected, or was trying to hide from her. Wanting to find out if she was just sensing things or not, Alora closed her eyes and opened herself to the Force. After a few moments of intense searching and finding nothing, she shrugged her shoulders and entered into Luxury Rentals, where a female receptionist greeted her Alora told her about the meeting she had with Luxury Rental's owner and boss. The female receptionist nodded to Alora and pulled up her schedule files to make sure Alora really did have a meeting with him. After asking Alora her name and all the information she need, she soon found out that she was cleared to meet mister Warn and gave her clearance. Though, the woman did state that she could not allow Carth to accompany Alora and must remain here in the lobby.

Alora nodded her thanks to the receptionist and told Carth everything would be all right and to meet her at the corner of the lobby.

Carth nodded and squeezed Alora's hand, and kissed her lightly upon the cheek. Letting go of her hand, he watched her leave and admired everything about her. Sighing, he broke out of his day dream and began to wonder toward their meeting spot. Finding a chair he sat down and grabbed himself an old Holo-mag and began to read it. It was the only way to make the time pass a little quicker.

As Alora made her way up to mister Warn's office, she had a feeling one of these companies were not going to be totally honest with her or each other. Perhaps they where lying and spying on each other. However, there was a flaw in her thinkingshe had no proof to back up her thoughts, and that is what she needed…Proof. Though she knew she could be completely wrong, she kept an open mind and thought of all the possibilities for the reason these two companies were bickering. She would not make a decision until she had more information and a lot of proof. That goal of the Jedi was to make and keep the peace. Not make false accusations.

The mysterious figure continued to follow Revan and her companion, keeping his distance and making sure his force signal could not be detected. This man, this person was about to enter the building when he saw Alora stop and summon the force. As he watched her, he muttered, "Great." He too, summoned the force and put a higher "force field" around his force signature, hoping it would be enough to stay hidden until he was ready to reveal himself. However, when he no longer felt the large presence of Revan, he lowered his "force field" slightly and watched from the shadows as Revan conversed with the female receptionist and then to her traveling companion. The cloaked figure continued to watch among the shadows until Revan was out of site. Confirming he had not been reveled, he too, entered into Luxury Rental's headquarters.

As he entered, he kept his face hidden from the others and was so embedded in thought that he almost didn't hear the question that was asked to him by the receptionist women. "May I help you sir?" Turning toward her slightly he waved his hand and replied "No, no I'm just looking around." Among turning around he began to head toward Carth's location, though he did pick a few seats away from, and across from Carth, as not to seem suspicious. To even add to his innocent nature, the cloaked man leaned over and placed his elbows on his knees and stared at the upper floors, his eyes following Alora and his force capabilities following her signature. He was sure that this woman was the one he was looking for; however, he wanted to make sure. He hated being wrong and wasting his time and resources for not.

While waiting for quite a while, the man would often shift in his chair and quickly skim the few holo-mags that were on his table. Other times he would just act as if he was sleeping. Though, his eyes watched the movements and expressions to the elder man that sat across from him.

However, about an hour to two hours later, Revan returned to the main floor of the Luxury Rentals headquarters and approached Carth immediately. Sitting down she smiled and said "Well that's all I'm going to do today. I've gathered enough information for now. Now, what do you have in mind for tonight?" She slipped her hand into Carth's and looked into his eyes. She either didn't know the man near them was watching them, or she didn't care. After a few moments of word exchange between the two, Carth and Alora left, hoping to enjoy a wonderful evening together.

Watching Alora and this man interact, the cloaked figure was able to get a good look at Alora. Remembering the picture that was provided in Alora's biography he knew for sure, that this was the woman he was searching for he arose and left the building. He would have a surprise for them; he had one thought in mind…Revenge.

After a quick walk from the building to the shadows, the cloaked figure took in his surroundings. Seeing he was alone and had not been followed, he lowered his hood slightly, to where one could only see his face, but nothing more. He let the shadows engulf his frame. As the man plotted his revenge he had sought for so long, he pulled out his lightsaber and activated it, its blood red glow, humming with life and starving for its victim's blood. Holding the lightsaber close to his face, half of his face was hidden with the darkest shadows, while the other half of him was visible, though only by the light his lightsaber created. From what one could see he was a young man, no later then his late teens to early twenties. He had jagged scare across his forehead, how far it went, no one knew. There was a look in his eye; it was full of hate, revenge, and rage. Finally, a sinister like smile spread across his red tainted face, and lips, but with the light, the smile seemed pure evil and nothing more. Satisfied with his lightsabers condition, he deactivated it and hooked it back to his belt on his waist. Knowing that the time of confrontation was at hand, he slowly released his "force field", allowing himself to be sensed by Revan. He was confident that he could beat the woman, even when he didn't have surprise to his advantage. There he waited, among the darkest shadows, waiting, preparing for his strike. Like a Kath Hound hiding among the rocks, waiting to seize its prey. As he waited in the dark, these thoughts crossed his mind, "Finally, my hunt is over, and Revan shall die…by my hands."

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