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Decepio Malum-Chapter 1

Endar Spire Part 1

Status Report of RSS Endar Spire
Location: Orbit Over Taris' Eastern Hemisphere
Local Time: 0200 Eastern Standard
Threat Level: Extreme

There comes a time, in every soldier life, when they realize that they shall have their stripped away from them, with no ability to stop or halt that fact.

It was this feeling that guided Ensign Trask Ulgo through the Endar Spire, the feeling that all his existence would come to a halting, sudden, close.

Running through the port dormitories, Trask heard the booted footsteps of the Sith boarding party a few hallways back, near the cargo elevator used for passage below.

The Force, coincidence, or pure dumb luck led to Ensign Ulgo selecting the room of the Endar Spire's newest recruit.

Thought this may seem like a gift, it was that action which would lead to a series of events, when put in motion, would reach a result that would make death a mercy to the innocent scholar, unconscious aboard the doomed ship.

Trask:

Well, this is it. If they find me here, I'm dead.

Backing away trying to find a place to hide, I couldn't help but laugh at the present situation.

See the galaxy! Fight the Sith! Hide in the dormitory of an unknown sentient and hope you aren't found!

My luck held out, as the booted feet of the Sith soldiers ran past the room. I took a second to check my surroundings, figuring leaving a fellow soldier to the Sith would be a inhumane cruelty.

There, huddled up in the corner, I saw a small human women, unmoving, tangled up in the cot's jumbled blankets.

I concluded she must have been injured in the gravity shear which saved my life. I realized the slight humor in the irony, but was too busy staring at the small pool of blood near the woman's head to grin.

Running near her, I whispered harshly "Miss, are you all right?"

As a quiet groan slipped from her lips, I checked through her raven hair to locate the source of the bleeding. Pulling out a medpac, I attempted to patch up the wound.

Just as I had begun to apply the kolto, the comlink on my wrist activated.

"The Sith have boarded the Endar Spire," said the static ridden hologram of Carth Onasi. "All hands to the bridge!"

Cursing to myself, I picked up the still form of the woman, clad in only a sleeping jumpsuit, and laid her on the disheveled mattress. Realizing the likelihood of her staying unconscious through not only the attack, but a good period henceforth, I attempted to gather articles of importance from her dresser.

If she dies, she at least deserves to identified I thought grimly.

Putting them all into a small bag I found near the far wall, I picked up the surprisingly light woman, hoisting her through the door, and in the general direction of the bridge.

-JMSlayer

Author's Notes: Well, here's my first KotOR Fan Fic. Opinions would be greatly appreciated. Any spelling, grammar, or odd mistakes I plead to you, tell me of them.

I'd like opinions as to whether or not I should drop the story or keep going.

By the way, did I say I liked opinions?