Tinuviel Undomiel: Hey, sorry if it was confusing at the beginning xP
I'll try to make stuff clearer next time. And umm…for the thing with Visas, she DOES get captured by the 'scream' guy lol, like I said, this just happened at the beginning of KOTOR and she leaves BEFORE the things start happening (i.e.: Taris and stuff) and returns to her home world where she becomes stronger then most of the people there do to Master Vandar's training. She lives happily? For the next four years or so, that is, until Darth Nihillious destroys her worlds and captures her…
This, for me, is a reason why Darth Nilious kept her alive, because he felt that she was strong and had potential, therefore, he made her a slave. Lol hope that made sense xP
CrazyMissSarah: Thanks for the suggestions, glad your liking the fic. :D
Blackheart Syaoran: Thanks for giving this story a chance! Hope you like this chapter :P
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Revised reviews:
Wow! Thanks for all your reviews! You guys are AWESOME :)
Very sorry about the long wait, life just kinda got in the way and a whole bunch of stuff happened. Don't worry, I WILL finish this story, no matter how long it takes.
Well, that's about it. Onto the story!
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Chapter Four: Endar Spire
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"Hurry up! We need to get out of here!"
Aleck awoke to the sound of a gruff, deep voice. As he stumbled out of his bed, the ground began to shake, tossing him back onto where he had previously been. He stumbled out of his bed once more, this time even more confused than the last.
What was going on?
"Hurry up! The ship is under attack! We need to get out of here before it does…I don't think the Endar Spire's going to hold for much longer!" The voice exclaimed.
Aleck rubbed his eyes, shaking his head slightly, trying to become more alert of his surroundings.
Slowly, as his vision began to clear up and the last traces of sleep left him, he recognized that it was Trask Ulgo, good friend and fellow Republic soldier.
Trask had been with him since the beginning; the two had been great friends, always there for one another. If it hadn't been for Trask, he never would have become a Republic soldier, joining the Republic Army in the dangerous battle against the Sith.
He felt Trask shove him, trying to seize his attention.
"Hurry up Aleck! We need to go! Now!"
Suddenly, the whole room shook, the sound of battle wasn't far away.
They were in the middle of a battle.
He had to get out there now!
Understanding the intensity of the situation, Aleck nodded as he quickly scrambled toward the footlocker that contained his uniform and equipment. He unhooked the lock and hastily opened the lid, taking out the contents from within and proceeded to get dressed.
"Good idea, glad I didn't have to remind you." Trask exhaled, turning around as he heard sound that indicated his friend was fully dressed. "Now come on! Let's go, we don't have much time, we need to get to Bastila."
She would know what to do…
"Bastila?" Aleck whispered the name to himself. It sounded so familiar…yet not.
He stared blankly at Trask's retreating form, confusion clear upon his face, he was about to ask who this Bastila was, but at that moment, the entire facility began shaking greatly. A better question sprang into his mind as he felt the violent shocks come to an end. "What's happening?"
Trask was already halfway to the door when he stopped and turned around, somewhat glaring at him.
The annoyance Aleck was causing the man before him by showering him with questions while there was a battle underway showed through the older soldier's wrinkled brow.
"I'll explain on the way!" Trask exclaimed, just as the whole ship shook again, the two soldiers stumbled a bit, trying to hold their ground. "The Sith are getting closer, come on Aleck! Move!"
After a few seconds, Aleck, stubborn as ever, simply stared at him, demanding for answers. Trask sighed. "Come on! I already said that I'd explain later, didn't I? What's more important: Answers or your life?"
When Aleck didn't respond, Trask grinned. "Come on now, we have to hurry!"
Aleck nodded, deciding to accept his old friend's response for now.
He watched as the older man in front of him signaled that it was safe to proceed.
He sighed as he clutched his pack firmly, making sure it was on tight before he ran out after Trask, dodging the debris that flew at him from the ship's latest bombing.
The two rounded a corner and came right in-between a battle.
The Sith were slowly boarding the ship and the Republic soldiers were doing everything they could to hold them off.
"Come on!" Aleck shouted, taking the viro-blade from his pack and gripped it tightly. "We need to help them! I don't think they'll be able to hold for much longer!"
Trask nodded in agreement as his grip tightened around his two blaster-pistols.
The two ran head on into the chaos, trying to do what they could to help their fellow soldiers.
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Bastila was worried.
No, beyond worried, she was scared.
The Sith were here, for her…and not only that, but she felt that his presence was near the area. Through her actions as her captive, the two had somehow become…linked. Now she was doing everything she could, meditating daily and strengthening her mind to keep him from being able to penetrate her thoughts. But it didn't matter now; she had to keep Malak away from his old Master.
The young man was important to the Republic.
He was the key to stopping Revan.
If Darth Revan were to find out that Malak was still alive, she feared that he would do everything in his power to hunt him down and kill him.
Darth Malak would have been able to put up a fight at least, but the newly reprogrammed Republic soldier would be powerless against the Dark Lord.
As she hurried toward the direction of the escape pods, she heard a rumble and she knew that another Sith ship had docked.
It wouldn't be long until they reach her.
"I have to get out of here, if Revan captures me again…" She shuddered at the thought.
She continued to rush towards to the escape pods, battling her way though the Sith soldiers she encountered along the way.
She had to get help.
"Althea," She sent the message to her friend through the Force. "I need your help. Find Alexander and meet me here."
Time was running out. "We need to get off this place! And fast."
"Of course Bastila." Her friend replied through the Force. "I'll find Trask, he went to get him already."
"Good," Bastila thought. "We may still have a chance."
"Go quickly." Bastila commanded, still communicating to the other Jedi through the Force. "I have to go find Carth Onasi, we'll need his help as well."
We're the Republic's last hope…
"May the Force be with you my friend."
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"Don't worry Bastila." Althea replied to the Jedi through the Force as she headed down the hall, wandering around, searching for the former apprentice of the Dark Lord and her dear friend Trask. "May the Force be with you as well Bastila…"
Suddenly, she felt something…a tremor in the Force.
She turned around quickly, her lightsaber ignited, ready to attack.
She was in danger.
A dark Jedi headed toward her, charging toward her, his own blood-red lightsaber ignited and ready to kill.
She charged at him, letting the Force guide her. She had to be the one to stop him first; Trask and the reprogrammed soldier wouldn't be able to get past him.
She had to fight to keep them alive, to help them escape.
"For the Jedi!" She yelled as the two dangerous blades clashed with each other.
Alexander and Trask would have to wait.
Force, keep them safe, for just a while longer…
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The last of the Sith soldiers fell to the ground, their bodies laid slumped on the floor.
Aleck breathed heavily, panting from the battle. He looked over to Trask who was bent over a Republic soldier, shaking his head sadly.
Aleck sighed.
They had gotten there too late. Their aid was of no use to the Republic soldiers who were already badly injured.
Trask got up and walked over to his friend's side. "Come on Aleck, we have to get to Bastila and escape from the Sith…there's no time to waste."
Aleck's eyes burned with anger and he groaned in frustration. What was happening! He hated not knowing what was going on. Why were the Sith attacking? And why was this Bastila so important!
"No." He said to Trask, stopping the soldier in mid-step. "I'm not going a step further unless you tell me what's going on Trask…now."
Trask nodded. "I did say I'd explain on the way huh?"
Aleck nodded as he continued to stare down the older soldier.
Trask looked at him, taking a deep breath before continuing. "We're under attack by the Sith, apparently the want to capture Bastila, she's the fleet commander of this whole thing…"
"What's so important about Bastila that the Sith would want to capture her instead of just killing her?" Aleck asked.
"She's a Jedi, a good one at that." Trask laughed. "She's able to use a special technique, it's called Battle Meditation. Her skills have greatly helped the Republic before, and now we need her again."
Aleck nodded, taking everything in, as he understood the importance of things.
"She's of great importance to the Republic… if Revan gets her…" Trask closed his eyes. "Well, you can only imagine."
"Thanks, Trask." Aleck said. "I hate not knowing the situation." He smiled. "Well, come on, Trask. We have a Jedi to help save."
Trask nodded, following the younger man's lead as they continued on their way.
The two Republic soldiers ran into another group of Sith as they navigated through the Endar Spire trying to locate Bastila, but easily passed them.
The two headed down the corridor until the sound coming behind the closed door they had to pass caught his attention.
"What is it Trask?"
Aleck must have heard it too.
His eyes widened as he realized what it was.
It was the sound of two lightsabers clashing in battle. It could only mean one thing… not only were there Sith soldiers crawling everywhere, but Dark Jedi were also aboard the ship, looking for Bastila.
Things weren't looking too good for them.
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Althea was getting tired.
The Dark Jedi was certainly quite a match for her. As she dodged a swing aimed for her stomach, she could hear the battle raging outside. It wasn't looking nor sounding too good for them right now…
"Trask…" She thought as she blocked another attack aimed at her head. "You son of a Sith, you better get here quick."
"Give up, Jedi." The Dark Jedi spat. "You will never win. The Darkside shall prevail as always. Darth Revan has assured us of that." He swung at her.
"You are a fool!" She retorted, blocking the deadly attack. "You will never win."
Suddenly, never taking her eyes off her opponent, she heard the blast door next to her open.
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Trask's eyes went wide as he saw the Dark Jedi and Althea going head to head in battle. He ran towards them, his blaster pistols in his hands.
Aleck ran after him.
"Wait Trask!" Aleck shouted. "We better let the Jedi handle this!"
Trask turned around. "We need to help her Aleck!" he shouted back to him. "We can use her help!"
Taking his blaster pistols up to eye range, Trask aimed at the Dark Jedi.
"You'll get killed!" Aleck exclaimed, worried for his friend. If Trask missed, the Dark Jedi would know that they were there…the Sith wouldn't hesitate to kill a couple of Republic soldiers.
Trask ignored him and took aim.
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She was exhausted; she wouldn't be able to hold him off for much longer.
She had to though; the Dark Jedi would certainly set his sights on Trask and Alexander after he was done with her…if she didn't hold him off for a few minutes longer, just enough time for the two to escape, then all hope would be lost.
"Aghh!" She heard a yell of pain come from the Dark Jedi. He had dropped his guard as the shooting pain ran along his arm.
"Good, he's distracted." She thought, not caring what the cause of the distraction was, simply glad that it had.
Taking her chance, she swung her lightsaber, aimed at his chest, killing him instantly.
Panting, she watched as the Dark Jedi slump to the floor landing with a soft 'thump'.
Her curiosity had finally caught up to her and she looked around, wondering what had happened.
She saw Trask and her eyes lit up, finally something was going right today.
She ran towards him.
He was still kneeling on the floor, his blaster pistol in his hands, the weapon still smoking.
She put two and two together and understood what had happened.
Trask had shot the Dark Jedi to help her. Too focused on the dual with her, the Sith hadn't sensed it and therefore had gotten shot. The split second, in which he hadn't been able to focus on her due to the severity of the pain, had saved her.
If Trask hadn't been there, she certainly would have died.
Trask stood up from where he was and put the blasters back into the holster.
"Are you ok?" He asked her as she ran towards him.
"Yes, thank you for your help." She smiled at him. "You guys came just in time."
"Althea?" Aleck asked, speaking up for the first time. He was surprised to see her again after he had left the Enclave. He wasn't expecting to see her ever again.
She turned her attention away from Trask and onto Alexander.
Her heart involuntarily skipped a beat.
The young man had grown even more handsome since the last time she saw him, his hair somewhat longer and more color in his face.
"Oh stop being so foolish…" She chided herself before facing him. "This is Malak, as in old apprentice to the Dark lord of the Sith…remember that!"
"Hey Xander." She said smiling, calling him the nickname she gave him during their long sessions together.
She turned her attention away from him and back onto Trask. "Any idea where Bastila is?" She asked.
Trask shook his head sadly. "No, not yet…we need to find her and get her out of here, before Revan does…it feels as if he's close by, I don't think we want to take that chance."
Althea nodded, agreeing completely.
They had to hurry.
Aleck felt terrible as he trailed after the two.
If Trask hadn't gone in to help her, the young girl who had grown on him during their long sessions together, his friend would have died.
He wanted to smack himself hard for being such a coward.
She could have gotten hurt, or worse.
Suddenly, something hit the Endar spire…hard.
He was in the middle of brooding when the whole ship shook again, a missile hitting the area where Althea had been just moments before, the dead Sith's body flew a few feet from the blast, landing with a small 'thump' once more.
"What's happening?" He asked.
"The ship's not going to hold for much longer guys, we need to go…NOW!" The determined Jedi exclaimed. "Come on…" She said, leading the way, heading towards the starboard section of the ship.
They didn't get far when another group of Sith soldiers ambushed them.
"Sith-spit!" Aleck thought.
They didn't have any time to deal with them…
They had to complete the mission.
Taking a frag grenade he had gotten off one of the dead Sith from earlier, Trask set it off, throwing it towards the charging Siths.
"Watch out!" He warned his friends.
The frag grenade went off, killing two Sith soldiers. "Great," Trask thought, as he took out his two blaster pistols. "Two down, three to go."
He looked to his side and saw Aleck and Althea both in their battle stances, ready and waiting.
Trask chuckled.
Althea was with them now; it wouldn't be that hard to get past a couple of idiotic Sith soldiers…
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Bandon was furious.
They still had not located Bastila, and his master's wrath and booming voice wasn't helping much either.
"Bandon!" Revan shouted at him through their Force bond.
"Yes my Master?" Bandon asked meekly.
"Have you captured, or even located Bastila yet?"
"No…" He replied. "We, I, She…"
"Silence!" Revan exclaimed through the Force.
Bandon couldn't breathe; his hands flew up to his throat, trying to lessen the invisible pressure there.
He was choking.
"You have failed me Bandon…" Revan sighed. "You know what happens now don't you?"
"Please Master…" Bandon choked out into the Force. "Let me go, I'll board the ship myself and bring Bastila back…"
The invisible grip around his throat immediately was released and he gasped for breath, falling to the ground.
"Go then my apprentice, do what your soldiers cannot, bring Bastila back to me…unharmed." Revan warned him. "If you do, then you shall be spared for your failures, if not, then you shall suffer the consequences."
Bandon understood, he had to get Bastila, alive…
Sensing Revan's presence had left his mind; he got up from the floor and brushed himself off. He headed towards the entrance of his ship.
He was going to find and bring the Jedi Bastila to Revan unharmed.
He had too…
Killing, as his Master had emphasized, was certainly not an option.
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They had done it…they were almost there.
The three allies had battled their way through the Sith groups, finally reaching their destination.
Carth Onasi had been able to contact them, warning them of the dangers that lied ahead of their path.
They were close to reaching the starboard section, from there; they would be able to reach the escape pods.
Suddenly, one of the Blast doors opened, revealing a rather large intimidating figure.
Aleck stared in confusion as he noticed the look on his two friends. They looked as though they had seen a ghost.
Trask and Althea's eyes widened, shocked evident on both their faces.
It was someone that they had thought to be dead…
It couldn't be…
The figure's lightsaber ignited, glowing a dark red.
Aleck's face drained of color as soon as he noticed the weapon. "It's another Dark Jedi!" He exclaimed. "We need to go!"
"You guys head off to find Carth, I'll hold him off." Aleck ordered, grabbing the viro-blade's grip tighter within his hand, while his other held the long sword that he had taken from a dead Sith soldier.
He was about to rush off when Trask grabbed his arm. "No Aleck!" He exclaimed. "I'll hold him off while you and Althea head towards the escape pods."
"No Trask-" Aleck began to argue, but Trask aimed his blaster pistol straight at him, shutting him up.
Trask sighed. "Don't worry, I'll be fine, now go!"
Before Aleck or Althea could stop him, the brave soldier ran towards the dark figure, weapon out and ready.
"For the Republic!" Trask yelled.
The moment Trask went in there, the Endar Spire shook again, the doors closed behind him, as the heat from the explosion welded the two doors together, sealing Aleck's good friend inside with the Sith.
"No!" Aleck cried, running towards the sealed door. He banged on it, trying to force the wielded shut door open. He couldn't hear anything. "Come on dammit!" He yelled, kicking the metal doors. "Trask!"
He felt Althea's hand on his shoulder, her soothing voice telling him to go. "Come on Xander, we have to get to Carth, we have to get to the escape pods…people are counting on us, don't let Trask's sacrifice be in vain."
Aleck nodded silently as he vowed revenge for his friend.
He looked at her with burning eyes, eyes that flickered yellow for a second.
He was scaring her.
But as fast as it had come, it disappeared just as fast.
Had it just been a flash of light?
"Let's go Althea, we still need to find Bastila…" Aleck sighed sadly.
She nodded as she followed the young man into the blast door that lead to the starboard section. "May the Force be with you Trask…" She whispered silently as she looked back one last time and ran after Aleck. "Goodbye."
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"You're a traitor Bandon…" He spat bitterly at the boy that was once his friend. "How could you turn your back on us?"
Bandon scoffed. "The Jedi are all fools, they have no idea how powerful the Dark Side really is."
"Don't you realize the power of the Dark Side Trask?"
Trask glared at the man that was now Darth Revan's apprentice and glared. "Your wrong Bandon, the Dark Side has blinded you…it has made you even weaker."
Trask ignited the lightsaber he had kept hidden, throwing his double blaster pistols on the ground. They weren't going to be of any use in this battle, he only had his blade and the Force to aid him.
"I'm sorry my friend." He whispered as he charged toward him.
Bandon sneered. "Don't be."
The two met head on, their blades clashing with each powerful stroke.
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The had gotten past the last of the Sith soldiers that Carth had warned them about. Panting, Aleck opened the door and was greeted by a somewhat rugged man whom he presumed to be Carth.
"Come on, the escape pod Bastila was on has already jettisoned, we're the last ones remaining." The man exclaimed. "We have to go now, this ship won't hold out for much longer I'm afraid."
Aleck nodded, looking at Althea. She was still staring at the hallway behind her, perhaps hoping for Trask to come running towards them at any moment.
He sighed.
"Come on Althea." He said, gently grabbing her arm. "The Republic needs you, Bastila needs you…I need you." Aleck didn't know what had possessed him to say that, but he continued on. "We have to go."
He needs me?
Althea wondered oddly. Where had that come from?
Suddenly, the Endar Spire shook greatly once more, this time the damage was too great and the ship would be completely destroyed soon. She could feel a series of explosions, a domino effect. She could hear their monstrous roar as she imagined the flames slowly eating away at everything.
Aleck was right; they had to go…now.
It was not a time for thinking.
She nodded, thoughts about everything leaving her, there was only one thing on her mind right now. Well actually two things: finding Bastila and survival.
"Ladies first." Aleck chuckled, gesturing towards the escape pod.
She got in and looked up at him, smiling uncertainly.
Aleck smiled back, giving her reassurance as he closed the cover of the pod and sent it flying off into space.
"Good luck…" He whispered as he watched the pod carry his friend onto the nearest planet. "May the Force be with you…" He chuckled as he watched the pod jettison out into the depths of space. "Whatever that's supposed to mean."
Carth's voice brought him back to reality. "Come on soldier, it's time for us to go too." Carth said, motioning to the last remaining escape pod.
"It's going to be a tight fit." Aleck joked, trying to lighten the mood, but Carth's face remained glum.
He nodded slightly, sighing. "Yeah."
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Trask and Bandon were fighting head on, their lightsabers clashing, sparks and flames surrounding them both.
Trask swung, his bright green blade crashing down on Bandon's red one.
"Leave now Bandon." Revan's voice roared through their bond. "The Endar Spire is going to be destroyed in a matter of seconds."
"Yes, Master." He responded through the Force as he blocked another of Trask's attack. He had to admit, his former friend had improved greatly. He roared, using Force lightning to try to kill his formidable opponent, but Trask countered it using his lightsaber to drain off the attack.
"The Light will always prevail Bandon!" Trask yelled, blocking the swing that was aimed at his head.
"You're a fool Trask." Bandon replied as heswung at him once more, but the older man blocked it easily.
"NOW!" His Master screamed at him through the Force. "You idiot, he'll be the death of you if you don't go now!"
Bandon snarled.
Force, how he had wanted to run his lightsaber though Trask himself, the man represented his former life all in one.
Friendship, the Jedi, allies, compassion…
He hated him.
But he couldn't kill him, at least, not in the way he wanted to anyway.
His master had spoken and he had to answer, to obey. He could feel the entire ship begin to slowly disintegrate.
Revan was right…he had to get out.
Bandon looked at Trask, hatred burning bright within his eyes.
He brought up his hand in a fist, Force choking him.
Trask gasped, trying to get out of his choking grip.
But before Trask had the chance to retaliate, Bandon took the butt of his lightsaber and bashed it into his head, knocking him out cold.
Trask fell onto the floor, his body in an unconscious heap.
The last thought in his mind was of Bastila, his friends, and of the Republic.
He had failed.
"I'm sorry…" He managed to whisper as everything went black.
Bandon smirked triumphantly.
"Too bad I couldn't kill you the way I wanted to old friend." He sneered kicking the fallen figure. "If I had it my way, you'd actually be conscious, but this will do…"
He walked over him and headed toward the blast door.
After trying it however, he had found it locked and wielded shut. Now his only choice of survival now was to head out back, towards the way he came in.
It was the more dangerous way, but he had to get out of here before everything was destroyed.
He had no other choice.
When he reached the door that lead into his ship, a cold feeling ran through him. As he remembered that he still had to face his Master.
He had failed to bring him Bastila…
"Perhaps exploding into a thousand of million tiny pieces was a better fate then facing the wrath of my Master." He thought as he slightly toyed with the idea of heading back to meet a fiery doom.
He knew that the only reason his Master had warned him to leave was, why he still wanted him alive.
It was so he could suffer the consequences of his failure.
A suffering worse than death could ever give him.
Those where the exact words his Master had said in the past…
But he was not a coward, he was not weak…he would face his Master unafraid.
Still, Darth Bandon couldn't help but shudder slightly as he boarded his ship.
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Carth was halfway into the escape pod when a blaster shot flew past Aleck, barely missing him.
His attention flew to the blast door.
"Sith-spit!" He cried, grabbing his viro-sword and ran towards the group of Sith that were gathered at the entrance.
"Don't!" He heard Carth yell after him.
He was almost there when he felt the burning pain of a blaster shot run through his left leg.
He stumbled as he fell, hitting his head on the side of a rail. He laid on the floor, unconscious as more and more Sith soldiers headed towards them.
"Damn it!" Carth exclaimed, getting out of the escape pod. He ran as fast as he could, blasting the switch that controlled the second blast door with his blaster. The second door closed, buying them some time. "It's not going to hold for long…" Carth thought as he desperately dragged the unconscious soldier towards the escape pod.
He had just managed to get into the escape pod himself when the Sith soldiers broke through. "Damn it!" Carth thought as he closed the cover of the pod with one hand, while his other hand clumsily scrambled at the controls, trying to find the switch that would get them out of there.
"The Sith are coming in through the door now…" Carth thought as he finally found the switch.
The escape pod blasted off into space, and not a moment too soon as the thermal detonator one Sith soldier had set off exploded, leaving nothing but dust and debris floating around where they had just been.
Letting out a sigh of relief, Carth focused his attention on the other remaining survivor with him.
"Who is this guy?" He wondered, glad to have all the service records of all the Republic soldiers in his pack. He didn't seem bad…but then again, he needed to be sure. Appearances could be deceiving, as he had learned the hard way.
He looked out through the casement of the escape pod and saw that they were headed towards a rather large planet.
"With my luck, probably one filled with Sith scum…" Carth thought grimly as he let his thoughts drift away as they slowly headed toward the giant planet.
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Name: Alexander Rimmer
Age: 23
Height: 6'2Planet Born: Alderann
Rank: Soldier, highly trained in communications and melee weapons, specifically requested to join ranks under command of Bastila Shan. See Jedi report attachment.
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Carth Onasi, Republic soldier and Captain closed the datapad that contained the information he was looking for about the man that had escaped with him.
He looked over to his side, across the room.
His eyes focused upon the rather large figure lying on the bed, and from the look of it, having a rather bad nightmare.
He sighed.
Who was this man?
He found it weird that he was the only Republic soldier to survive out of their entire regiment. He was the man who the Jedi had insisted board the Endar Spire at the last moment too…
Carth knew that he would have to ask Bastila if he wanted answers, she would know.
Bastila…
Finding her was another problem he didn't need.
The republic needed her help.
They had to find her and the Jedi that was with this…Alexander…but Taris was a big place.
And with the Sith blockade…
It just made things harder.
Oh how he hated being right.
The Sith soldiers were literally swarming around here.
He was lucky enough to find a place for shelter without running into the Sith, but how were they going to get off this place? They couldn't exactly find a ship and fly out of here unnoticed, not if they wanted to get blown into a million pieces…
He shook his head silently.
He was exhausted and didn't want to think anymore.
He would have to figure out how to locate Bastila and the other Jedi, find and acquire a ship, and get past the Sith blockade unnoticed, tomorrow.
He shifted his gaze to fall back upon the unconscious figure across the room from him still restless.
"I'm going to have to wait for him to get better…" He decided. "Whether I like it or not, I'm going to need his help."
Groaning, he put the datapad back into his bag and closed his eyes, his body finally relaxing for the first time in days.
He was going to search for more information on 'Xander' as the Jedi had so fondly called him.
There was just something odd about the whole thing, and he intended to get answers. For now though, he found it extremely difficult to even try to open his eyes again.
Exhausted and aching, he finally let himself drift off to sleep.
He was going to need the strength for tomorrow.
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Finally done with this chapter. Wow that was long, eleven pages lol.
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Yay! It's Spring Break, going to update a couple of my other fics when I get back on Monday. :D Can't wait to update.
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AN: Well, there you have it, 13 pages, the last of the chapter revisions. Chapter 5's coming up next, so please read and review!
Until next time…