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Sarna brought her carbine up, bayonet at the ready. "Spread out! Yun and I will take her in close-you keep up the fire."

The remaining troopers backed away, firing at Belaya with their carbines. She swatted their bolts away and released a powerful Force wave that knocked the other troopers off their feet. Three were slammed into the rocks and killed. Sarna and Yun closed in, staying wide apart. The Padawan shifted, trying to keep them both in front of her. It became clear that neither side wanted to make the first move. Sarna stepped up and thrust her bayonet at Belaya. The Jedi parried without effort and threw out a hand. Sarna braced for the Force push, but only felt a slight shove.

Sarna blinked and looked at Belaya more closely. Her hair was unkempt, and her clothing was dusty and scuffed. She'd been in several hard fights; Sarna realized that she had depleted her reserves of the Force. The trooper grinned. "Looks like you'll be fighting like us mere mortals."

Belaya raised her saber. "I'm not afraid."

Yun smirked. "You will be-you're up against the two best Special Assault troopers in the task force."

He ran in, stabbing with his much longer rifle. Belaya knocked his barrel to one side and sliced at his neck. Yun spun under her attack and drove his leg into her stomach. Belaya grunted, stepped up, and drove her elbow into the side of Yun's head. He fell unconscious.

The Jedi turned to face Sarna. "Your squad is down. I'm not like you-if you surrender, I will spare you." Sarna was worried, but determined to see the fight through. She saw a chance and moved in with her bayonet in front. Belaya feinted, then came in for an overhand slash. Sarna angled her carbine and allowed the strike to roll off to the side. The Sith trooper retreated; Belaya followed, moving away from Yun. She was fixated on Sarna, and did not see the marksman get back up. He fired at her back. The Jedi barely got her saber around in time. She nodded approvingly at Sarna and Yun. "Clever, but you're still outmatched." She ran at Yun, whipping her blade at his legs. Yun blocked and circled. Belaya spun and swung her full weight. Sarna was staggered and stepped back. The Padawan whirled on Yun, who had been charging in at her back. She caught his arm, twisted, and threw him into the rocks.

"Yun!" cried Sarna. She came at Belaya, thrusting at her upper chest. Belaya parried and slashed. Sarna hopped backwards and fired her carbine twice from point-blank range. Belaya didn't have enough time to block; she was hit in the right shoulder and side. She groaned and grabbed her stomach. Sarna hit her saber arm with a roundhouse kick, disarming her.

Belaya stood stock-still, unarmed and wounded. She glared at Sarna. "Finish me, murderer."

Sarna shook her head. "I don't kill defenseless people. Those gunners were undisciplined. I'll accept your surrender."

The Jedi spat angrily, then sighed and nodded. "I know when I'm beaten." Sarna called the surviving members of her squad. One trooper produced a pair of binders and cuffed Belaya's hands behind her back.

Sarna pointed at the Jedi. "No tricks. I know you are recovering your strength. If you try to escape, we'll shoot you." Belaya nodded. Sarna retrieved Belaya's fallen lightsaber and clipped it to her own belt. She pulled out her comlink. "Captain Turnell from Corporal Sarna, do you copy?"

"I hear you, Sarna," replied Kaiya, "What is your status?"

"We've cleared out the Republic resistance on the south side," said Sarna. "My squad was attacked by a Jedi; only Yun and four others have survived. We took the Jedi alive."

"Say again-repeat your last," said Kaiya. "I thought you said you captured a Jedi."

Sarna grinned. "Just a Padawan, but yes, we did."

"Good work, Corporal," said Kaiya. "Change of plan. We don't have enough strength left to take the planet, so the task force is going to bombard the Enclave. I'm coming around the compound to take custody of your prisoner. Leave her with your troopers. You and Yun make a quick search of the Enclave sublevel for artifacts or documents, then return to Leviathan."

Sarna acknowledged and turned to her troopers. "You four, take her back to the shuttles. Captain Turnell will arrive shortly to take over. Yun, with me. We're sweeping the sublevel for intel." The group separated; the last survivors of the shuttles escorted the cuffed Jedi back to the landing zone. Sarna and Yun found an entrance and moved down a ramp into the Enclave sublevel.

The corridors were dark; the Enclave had lost main power. Sarna and Yun passed a small atrium with trees growing out of a planter. They found the library room; it had been largely emptied. The few remaining volumes were of no real value. The troopers passed a maintenance room with rows of powered-down protocol droids standing like troops at inspection. Then they heard frightened voices. They entered a small observation room overlooking a gymnasium. About thirty children of various species were huddled in the center of the large floor; none appeared older than their early teens. The older ones were holding the younger kids, trying to soothe their fear. Then Sarna heard a familiar, hoarse voice.

"It's going to be all right, now," said Brent. He and Rafi came out of a side door into the gym wearing Republic uniforms.

"What's going on, sir?" asked one of the older girls. "Are the Masters coming back soon?"

Brent nodded. "The Sith are retreating. You should take this shield unit, in case there are some still around. You'll have to squeeze in close, to make sure it covers you all."

Sarna gaped in shock when she saw what Brent had handed the child. She sprinted out of the room, desperately trying to reach the gym. It was too late. The hallway shook as the scarred Sith set off the thermal detonator. Sarna flattened herself against the wall as Brent and Rafi left the room. "What's next, Brent?" Rafi asked.

Brent grunted. "I think there's still some time before we have to get back to the ship. Let's go find Tash." Sarna came around the corner into the gym. One look, and she barely had time to get her helmet off before throwing up.

Yun came in behind her. "Oh, gods, why? They were just kids!"

Sarna shook her head. "Evil bastards!" She stood bolt upright. "Brent and Rafi are going after Tash; they're going to kill him. We've got to catch them!"

Yun and Sarna scrambled through the darkened hallways, looking for an exit. They eventually found a ramp leading out to the upper level of the Enclave. The two troopers sprinted to a low balcony and saw Tash. The medic was watching a distant firefight through macrobinoculars and didn't see Brent and Rafi approaching from behind. Brent cleared his throat; Tash turned around. Sarna tried leaning out, but couldn't get a clean shot. She watched helplessly as Tash walked up to his former platoon mates.

"Are the younglings dead?" asked Tash.

Brent nodded. "They had all gathered together."

Tash smiled. "Good work, Sergeant."

Brent saluted. "Thank you, Lieutenant. We're always glad to help an agent of Sith Intelligence."

Yun looked at Sarna; her face had frozen in an expression of twisted shock. "I may have another fun job for you," said Tash. "The SAU managed to catch a woman Jedi alive."

Brent chuckled. "And you want her broken in the usual way."

Rafi grinned. "We're always happy to do our duty." The three men shared a laugh.

Brent rubbed his scar. "Who managed to take a Jedi prisoner?"

Tash shook his head slowly. "Would you believe it was Sarna and Yun Genda?"

Rafi's mouth fell open. "Little Sarna the screw-up captured a Jedi?"

Tash nodded and smiled. "She's coming along nicely."

Brent cocked his head. "B-Coy is always happy to have a punching bag around, but why her? Why wasn't she executed for her failure?"

Tash scratched his head. "The Colonel felt something special in her. Sarna's not Force Sensitive, but Varss told me that he couldn't probe her mind. That makes her a good candidate for training as a Jedi-killer. I was assigned as her control officer. Antur staged the canceled execution and then handed her over to you for softening up. That sniper's not bad, either, but Captain Turnell says Sarna's got as much potential as Jaq Dran."

Rafi's eyes widened. "Black Jaq? Kriff, she must be good. But how did you get her so loyal?"

The agent smiled. "I play the kind man; I rescue her from you, and she's grateful. I tell her a sad story about a dead fiancée, and crawl into her heart. In her head, doing well at her assignments, being loyal to the Sith, earns her my love. I've got her panting for me like a worm-head whore." Brent threw back his head and howled with laughter.

Yun was watching Sarna with concern. Her entire frame was shaking with barely controlled rage. She turned to look at him. "I've heard enough. These bastards will pay for what they've done. Torturing me, murdering those helpless kids, they're through."

Yun nodded. "I'll cover you from up here."

Sarna vaulted over the balcony rail and landed in the plaza with carbine in hand. "Tash! I trusted you!"

The three Sith spun to face her. "Oh, frakk," cursed Tash.

"Why kill the children?" she snarled, "Were they too young to twist into killers?"

Brent leered. "They weren't too young; we just didn't have the time."

Tash raised his hands defensively. "I have my orders, Sarna. You could only realize your potential by being thoroughly broken, then built up again."

Sarna spat. "And Colonel Varss, and the troopers? Were they even real?"

Tash nodded. "You did fail, Sarna. The Colonel felt your unusual abilities during your trial for drunkenness. The fugitives really did take out a large number of Sith, including Colonel Varss. And now, you owe your life to the mercy of Sith Intelligence." His expression hardened. "That is a debt you will repay, or die. We own you."

Sarna raised her carbine. "You're dead men!"

She fired and charged in, heedless of their advantage in numbers. Tash ran to meet her attack, with Brent and Rafi close behind. She realized with sudden dread that by charging in, she had gotten too close for Yun to shoot, and he couldn't help her. She lunged with her bayonet, making sure her opponents couldn't fire either. Brent and Rafi drew vibroblades, Tash took an unarmed combat stance. Sarna whipped her stock at his head, then made to stab him in the guts. He twirled out of the way masterfully and spun a kick into Sarna's kidneys. She grunted in pain. Rafi sliced at her left shoulder and she turned to parry.

It was a mistake; her back was to Brent. He caught Sarna in a bear hug, pinning her arms. Tash tore her carbine away and punched her in the solar plexus. Sarna crumpled and Tash grabbed her by the throat. "You've thrown away your second chance, Sarna," he said evenly. "You're going to die here."

Brent began fondling her breasts from behind. "Come on, Lieutenant, let us have her." He leaned in and growled into Sarna's ear. "If you are a good girl and put out like the slut you are, you get to live. If you struggle, we'll show you just how much we can make you suffer before we kill you."

Sarna's head dropped and she let herself go limp. Rafi chuckled. "Why don't you go first, Tash? Privileges of rank." Tash smiled and began unbuckling his belt. Brent slipped one hand inside Sarna's tunic, and shoved the other into her pants. He stiffened and made a gurgling sound as the tip of Belaya's saber came out the top of his head. Sarna tore the saber through his body in a reverse-grip uppercut, continuing the motion to slice Tash in half from crotch to sternum. Rafi shouted and reached for his rifle; Yun shot him in the throat. Sarna looked down at the men she had killed. The saber tip began swinging wildly as her hands began to shake.

Yun dropped down and walked over slowly. "What do we do now?" he asked quietly.

"What the hell are they turning us into?" Sarna doused the saber and turned to him with steely resolve on her face. "I didn't sign up to kill children. They're acting just like the Mandalorians did. We don't need to make up for getting Sith killed, we need to atone for being Sith in the first place."

Yun looked concerned. "I'm with you, but how do we escape?"

Sarna looked at the saber hilt in her hand. "Once the operation is over, the task force is headed to Manaan for shore leave. We break Belaya out, then get to Ahto. The Sith can't get us there, and the Republic might forgive our crimes for rescuing her."

Yun nodded. "That might work." He began going through Tash's medic satchel, coming up with a spray injector. "Sedatives," he explained. "Let's take a page out of Jace's playbook. We should free Belaya as soon as possible. We talk Kaiya into joining us for a little 'interrogation,' then I knock her out and Belaya takes her place. We tell Antur we put her in a coma during questioning."

Sarna smiled. "I like it." She raised her comlink. "Kaiya-Captain Turnell, I mean-I'm so sorry."

"What's wrong, Corporal?" asked the apprentice.

Sarna forced herself to sob by thinking of the red-headed boy and the younglings in the Enclave. "It's Tash Moross, he's dead; I just found him with Brent and Rafi and they're dead too! Rafi was shot, the other two were killed by a lightsaber."

"Calm down, Sarna," said Kaiya. "Keep a watch for enemy ambushes. My shuttle is about to land on the Enclave pad to pick up the last troopers from the landing. Get yourself there, and we can get back to the ship."

"Understood, Captain" Sarna said. "We're en route."

She and Yun made their way to the landing pad on the north side of the Enclave compound. A handful of other troopers were waiting there.

In a few minutes, a landing craft set down. Sarna and the others boarded and they lifted off for orbit. Kaiya walked over to Sarna. "I'm sorry about Tash, trooper. He was an excellent soldier."

Sarna smiled thinly. "He didn't go quietly. You should have seen the plaza-carbon scoring, saber grooves, and a whole lot of dead soldiers." She reached down to her waist and brought out Belaya's lightsaber. "I bagged a Jedi thanks to the Special Assault training."

Kaiya beamed. "Keep that saber, Sarna-it makes a nice souvenir, and you certainly earned it."

Sarna grinned. "Here's hoping it's the start of a collection."

They landed on the Leviathan as the bombardment began. The surviving Sith ships pounded Dantooine for hours as the troopers rested. Sarna expected to have trouble sleeping, but the decision to defect gave her unexpected peace. She slept better than any time since her party on Taris.

A/N: I know this heel-face turn may seem like I'm ripping off Finn in Force Awakens. Not so. I began writing my KotOR saga in 2012, years before even the first trailer was released. It's a coincidence... or the Force. Please review!