My stuff was delivered to my new room shortly after I was locked in. They gave me back everything but the blaster. The new room was empty, save a bed, a toilet and a sink, as well as a power outlet. The first thing I set out to do was to get my mind off of Ross. He was a republic soldier, why should I feel bad that he got hurt. I shouldn't... but I did, so I finished fixing the power supply to the droid head.

"Bzzzzt- click"! "hELLO, I am Zeta852, organic, computer protocol droid. Mymymymymy functions are to, babies, act as translator, diplomat and legal counsel at your request. Sadly I seem to lack the hardhardhardhardware to move about freely, and my speech and personality drive seem to be compromised".

So Zeta and I sat and discuses my situation. We talked for what seemed to be hours while I cleaned and repaired circuits and optimized his mainframe. When the lights dimmed, signaling the beginning of the night cycle, I spread out on the bed and set Zeta in the corner nearest to the wall. I was going to need the sleep for what would likely come tomorrow.

The lights blared on during a dream I had about those jawas back on Korriban, terrible little creatures. After a short wait, the door opened, Seako, Ukiora and four soldiers were on the other side. The soldiers walked in, grabbed my wrists and hauled me out of the room.

"Seako? Can you grab my droid for me"?

"Ok, but I don't think you'll need it".

"Its p-programed to... wait w-why wouldn't I need it"?

Seako looked away and the soldiers started walking after Ukiora, the bandage on his head was stained red but he looked just as calm as when I had first met him, almost... happy.

We walked through several different rooms, passing the cafeteria, reminding me how long it had been since I'd eaten, but now didn't seem like the time to ask for a bite. No one else had said a word.

The lights were dim again by the time we reached the new room. 'This station cam't possibly be that large. They must heave lead me around to keep me from learning the layout'.

In the room were three chairs and a table with bars built into the top. The soldiers pulled me into the chair and handcuffed me to the bars on the table. Two of them remained outside of the room but I saw the other two walk off before the door closed. Seako and ukiora sat on the other side, between me and the door.

"Hello Thalia, your little stunt yesterday cost us a good man, what do you have to say for yourself"?

In answer I blew a loose hair out my face, 'really need to get to a mirror'.

"I thought not. Seako, this is your interrogation, you know what we need, It's up to you how you want to proceed".

'Hmm this is going to be strange'.

"Thalia, where did you train"? There was some strength behind her her voice, a surprising amount, but it was nothing next to the old man.

"I-I won't talk, n-not while he's in here".

Seako looked at her master, and he stood, "I'll be right outside if you need me. Just hit your holocom".

The door closed behind him and I felt his presence lift from my shoulders like a massive backpack. The next second, I stopped holding back my own strength. The temperature in to room dipped and the the table groaned under the light amount of force I put on it. Seako looked worried, but she looked determined.

I lowered my head so my hair hid my face. I didn't want her to know that I didn't want to do this.

"He's gone now, so can you tell me where you trained"?

"Seako, does the cold bother you? Do you feel afraid of me"?

"The cold is kind of troubling, I-I didn't know sith could do that, but I'm not afraid of you your a..."

"A what? A good person? No, your master was right, I'm a sith. Now, could you take off these handcuffs"?

"I can't do that, now where did you learn to..."

"take off the shackles and I'll tell you".

"Where did you train Thalia"? She put a lot of her strength into this, but it not nearly enough. I lifted one hand and crushed the holocom on the table.

"Why would you do that"!

"The handcuffs Seako, now". The energy it took to keep the room cold and persuade her was eminence, sweat poured down my face and my breathing came out in quick gasps, but she got up and removed them.

I stood and stretched, pulling the hair away from my face, then lifted a hand towards Seako, gripping her neck with the force.

"I'm sorry, but I'm going to need your lightsaber now".

I reached for it as Seako dangled in the air, thrashing her feet.

Just as I got my hand around it the door swished open and Ukiora's hand raised. I hit the wall hard and bounced off onto the floor like a rag doll. Seako dropped next to me coughing, but she got away from me quickly.

I stood and drew her green saber and rushed at the old man blocking the door... and there's the wall again, just as inflexible as before.

"Seako, what have you learned"?

"The sith really are evil".

I got to my knees, wiping the blood from my broken nose.

"You can't keep me here forever Jedi, even in your republic there are laws that protect me".

"Don't count on it young one. You'll be our guest here till I think you have nothing left to tell me".

I stood and faced the Jedi and his padawan on unsteady legs"You won't get a thing out of me"!

"Look at yourself, drenched in sweat and blood, holding a stolen lightsaber and farther outmatched than you would ever believe, and its only been two days. How long do you honestly think you can keep a secret"?

I stood there glaring at him, shaking with rage and exhaustion.

"I-I..." my eyes darted around the room, looking for some way out, "I won't be your prisoner"! That's when I thrust the green blade into my own stomach.

Pain lanced through me and the scream that followed was silenced, with another hot searing pain that filled my mouth with the taste of old metal.

As I fell onto my side, the blade closed and tumbled out of my hand. I heard Seako scream, the door open and armored boots run in, but my vision faded again.

I knew I hadn't died for two reasons. Hell didn't look like my family home, and Ukiora wouldn't be there.

"Hello Thalia, I know you don't trust me but..."

That's when I punched him in the face.

"GET OUT OF MY DREAMS OLD GEEZER"!

"Damn it, I'm trying to apologize to you"!

I lowered my other fist, I'd been planing to keep punching him, this is my near death dream after all, but I wasn't prepared for that.

"I went too far, and I'm sorry, but I do need to know where to find the sith academe, and I can make it worth it for you".

"Th-there isn't anything that you could do to that w-would make me tell you where it is".

"If I may ask, what is it that you came here to learn"?

"I'm here b-because m-my ship blew up". I didn't even bother to sound serious.

"Ok, not that then... I can try to get the Jedi council to help you..."

"No".

"I thought not... What about training, while we're here, I can show you how to move past your limits".

"...h-how"?