Disclaimer: I don't own KOTOR 1 or 2. At least not while I'm awake. (lol) Can you claim the Exile as your own once you name him or her? (curious) However I do own the Forsaken One. Enjoy and please don't sue me! If I had the money to be sued, I'd own George Lucas himself, but as you can see I don't. (lol)
Note: I played both KOTOR 1 and 2 as a light side female, (or at least I tried, but I mostly came out slightly better then neutral) Damn morals and ethics, who needs 'em?
Exile in KOTOR 2 is known as Catianka Relden (Cat-e-an-ka Rel-den)
Reviewer Responsessdreamz: I'm so flattered that for your first Star Wars fic on here you chose to read mine! Anyway, thanks for the comment about Curston, I worked really hard on the first chapter…an every other chapter. Lol I was really aiming to make her seem believable. Anyway hope you continue reading.
Murderous Mind
Chapter 2 Where Am I?
Curston stood up and looked around, she needed to find some clothes and maybe a weapon, preferably a vibroblade or heavy blaster. She gazed around the room and saw a door leading off on the right she made her way to the door and it slid open. She entered and realized she was in the equipment locker.
She opened the lockers but found that several were locked. The ones she did manage to open contained a basic travelers outfit that was too big but she reasoned would have to do. A small blaster, which would help if she wanted to kill a gizka. A few medpacs and a couple of other odds and ends.
She gathered it all up and placed in a white bag that had been hanging just inside the locker. Then she went to work on the locks. After about ten minutes she had one of the tree open and inside was just a lousy book.
Curston looked at the title and paused. "Great Heroes of the Jedi Civil War. How can they have possibly got a book on the War when its still going on?" she asked herself amazed at the foolishness of people. She didn't bother to check and see if her name was in it because she knew without looking it wouldn't be.
She was an embarrassment. No one wanted to claim her in this war but everyone wanted her to work for them. She shook her head and tossed the book into her bag. She left the lockers and walked back into the main room. She walked along the walls until she came to a dark door that looked like someone had set fire to it. It was still solid but looked and smelled like burned rubber.
She touched the keypad next to it and the door slid open. She had been glancing behind her when the door opened and when she turned back she thought she was going to gag. Bodies littered the ground outside the door. Hundreds of them were stacked against the walls and it wasn't even a very wide hallway.
The smells of rotting flesh were making her sick. She wondered how long the bodies had been there to be rotting away the way that they were. Some had been there so long that they were just skeletons. Although it looked like some kind of massacre had occurred here there were no weapons no armor no supplies, nothing.
It was like someone had cleaned them out before she had had the chance. "Damn, oh well." She muttered as she picked her way through the bodies, and body parts. She turned the corner and was met with yet more bodies. These however were not as rotted so she figured they were more recent then the others. These bodies were also picked clean.
She made her way out of the bodies until she reached a bodiless clearing she looked around and saw two doors, one was blocked by bodies and logic told her whoever had stacked them would not have blocked his own way out so she took the clear door and entered another hallway filled with more bodies.
These had even less decay then the ones before and she seriously began to wonder how long she'd been in that empty tank. She finally made her way out of the corpse filled building and breathed a sigh of relief. While she herself, at one point in time, would have enjoyed a good massacre she never enjoyed the smell of decay and blood mingling together.
She looked around trying to figure out where she was. She remembered being on Korriban in the caves but this was definitely not Korriban She turned and gazed at the building. It was completely hidden underneath a mountain and the entrance was hidden inside a cave.
She turned and once again ran through the planets she had ravaged during the war in case the people who had captured her were from any of those planets but this one didn't look like one that had dealt with the war. She didn't recognize this planet and that was what worried her the most.
(Celsie) Big Note here in case you got confused. Curston has been in the kolto tank since the middle of the Jedi Civil War. The story takes place after KOTOR 2. She doesn't realize she's been in there for more then a day or two. This is also my first KOTOR fic so hang in there please and let me know how I'm doing.