Over the din of the overwhelming firepower that was coming from outside, the Sith called out to Luke and Jacen, "Here!" He then slid to them the datapad that he was about to give before the shooting started; Luke caught it in his cybernetic hand. "It'll tell you where you need to go!"
The Sith then leaped high into the air, erecting a Force-shield as he went so that none of the blaster bolts touched him. And once he reached the zenith of his ascent, he pulled out and activated his crimson-bladed lightsaber, which he then rolled with as he descended in a downward arc for one of the walls.
The Sith slashed through the wall even as he was still above the field of fire before finally landing atop one of the police speeders. He unleashed a torrent of Force-lightning from his free hand toward the nearest group of cops, downing them in an instant, before he was forced to begin blocking off the shots coming from all of the other officers in his vicinity.
As the Sith redirected all of the shots back toward the cops and elsewhere, one of the officers, who hid behind the cover of her vehicle, could be heard shouting, "Get over here to the northern perimeter now! We need reinforcements!"
Back in the warehouse, where Luke and Jacen managed to hear that shouting, the former said to the latter, "I think that's our cue."
And as if to further signify that it was time for the two Jedi to get going, the crossfire that was perforating the warehouse stopped. Without hesitation, Luke and Jacen leaped to their feet and headed toward the opposite end of the warehouse from where the Sith was distracting the police.
Simultaneously, both Jedi activated their lightsabers and slashed through the wall before them. They looked right and left to find no signs of any police officers even as they heard blasterfire coming from the building's opposite side.
However, there were several curious civilians who were now looking at the two men who were wielding lightsabers in public.
"Help!" a woman who was far away from Luke and Jacen cried out. "There are Jedi here! Police!"
Luke and Jacen turned in the general direction of the spaceport and ran for their lives even as they deactivated and hooked their lightsabers to their belts. Even now, more people far behind them were attempting to alert the police to their presence. And at this point, the blasterfire coming from the other end of the building had ceased; whether or not the Sith escaped or was killed was something that neither Luke nor Jacen could concern themselves with at the moment.
Just as they got to the first intersection leading away from the warehouse, they looked to the left and found three police speeders heading directly for them; each of the officers riding in the passenger seats leaned out of their windows and opened fire on Luke and Jacen with their blasters.
Immediately, the two Jedi had their weapons activated again and they batted the bolts back at the chassis of all three vehicles. Unfortunately, the redirected bolts did nothing against the reinforced hulls of the three chassis or even against the durasteel of the forward viewports.
"This isn't going to work," Luke said even as the trio of police speeders were joined by several others coming in from behind their brethren.
"Any ideas?" Jacen asked, still batting away bolts.
"Yes, I do," Luke said quickly.
Then, almost instantly, a bout of thick fog appeared, obscuring Jacen's vision of everything around him except for the blades of his and Luke's lightsaber.
"Keep your mind open to my Force-presence," Luke said, "and be wary; you don't wanna get run over by any of those speeders." His green lightsaber was extinguished, leaving nothing else for his nephew to see.
Jacen took a moment to himself to deactivate his own lightsaber before he promptly opened up a more strict awareness of his uncle's Force-presence, as instructed. With that as his beacon, Jacen followed Luke through the thick, opaque cloud of fog, all the while flipping up and into the air when his danger sense warned him of a speeder that was about to run him over.
Two minutes later, the fog disappeared as quickly as it had appeared and Jacen found himself and Luke in an alley. His uncle used the Force to lift a manhole cover, and the Grand Master looked over to him and said, "Jump in."
Without question, Jacen did as his uncle bade, even though he knew what would come next.
The waft of the awful stench that permeated Pledos's sewer system hit Jacen's nostrils even before his booted feet landed in the muck below. He instinctively flinched away from the splash of even more muck when his uncle landed next to him, with the manhole cover firmly set in place back above.
Luke looked at his nephew with a wry smirk. "You gonna remark about what a wonderful smell I've discovered?"
"What?" Jacen asked.
"Never mind," Luke said. He then pointed in a certain direction in one of the tunnels before them. "We should head that way."
"Wait, how do you know where we have to go?" Jacen asked.
"I can sense the Shadow," Luke said.
"You can sense the ship?"
Luke looked at his nephew. "A part of Mara will always be there, Jacen. Of course I can sense it."
"Oh. I'm sorry, Uncle Luke, I didn't know."
"Let's just get moving," he said as he began leading the way over to their ship.
"Say, what did you do back there anyway?" Jacen asked.
"Same thing I did to get our lightsabers through customs," Luke said. "Fallanassi illusion; really threw the cops off, as you saw. And it's what I'll use to get spaceport security off the Shadow. You teleport us into the cockpit, get ready to take the helm, and use your telekinesis to get the docking clamps off the ship after you've got the Shadow started; I'll be busy distracting everyone with another illusion."
"Right," Jacen said. "So what do you think happened to our Sith friend?"
"Since he was a Sith, I'd hardly call him a friend. Aside from that, I'm not sure. You?"
"I can't feel his Force-presence anywhere nearby. Maybe he got killed; but somehow, I think he got away."
"Me, too."
. . .
In another branch of the sewer system, far from Luke Skywalker and Jacen Solo, Sith Saber Odrok Degron was trekking through the muck. However, he was less lucky than the Jedi; he had sustained a blaster wound just above his right rib cage and was now limping along.
Thankfully, he kept his Force-senses open to find himself nearing a building full of people just above. He made it to a ladder, where he painfully pulled himself up to the manhole cover that he eventually pushed off. Degron found himself in an alley, one similar to the one that Skywalker and Solo had used to shake the cops, and when the Saber sensed that there weren't any police nearby, he pulled himself into the alley.
He then Force-leaped up to the second floor of one of the apartment buildings at either side. The window was open, so he crawled inside. No one was home; not that it really mattered to Degron, since he would have just killed anyone who was there before they could have warned anyone else of his intrusion.
Once he had sterilized his wound with the medkit from the apartment unit's refresher and applied a bacta patch on it, Degron got himself to one of the unit's comms. He soon established a voice-only link with his handler, High Lord Ivaar Workan himself.
"It's me, High Lord," Degron stated. "I gave the datapad to Skywalker and Solo."
"Excellent," Workan said. "Now leave Andalia as soon as you can and return to Kesh, Saber Degron."
"As you bid, My Lord."
Workan then ended the signal. And that was just as Degron sensed a presence approaching the unit.
The Saber rushed to the refresher and awaited his chance for the kill.