Jenso walked through the Rebel's hidden base on Dantoui. Every face was either dejected or slightly desperate. The Rebel's had engaged the Empire in several skirmishes and a couple major battles but every single one had resulted in defeat. The Rebel's had had a large force but were already a little short on troops. Bail Organa had shown up once with his daughter, Princess Leia and told them in the event of the Empire finding the base, he had a new planet they could move to.

He had overheard a conversation about a desperate massive attack on the Empire on a nearby planet. The Rebel's were using the elite troops that Jenso had battled on Contruum. Jenso had already filled the commander in on his plan. He hated the fact that the Rebellion was depending on a victory and they were going to surrender. He walked up to where they were meeting. The men were already gearing up. "Jenso, are you absolutely sure about this?" the commander asked in an undertone when he was close enough.

"That battle station has to be destroyed. If the Empire discovers we're here, we won't have time to evacuate. That thing can destroy a planet!"

"There has to be another way. Couldn't we win the battle, then surrender?"

"If we win the battle who exactly are we going to surrender to? Besides, every troop we lose is one less chance at my plan succeeding. I will use mind control on you if I have to."

"If we just show up and lay down our arms they'll be suspicious. And upon hearing a crushing loss with no enemy casualties, the Rebellion might just give up."

"Don't worry, I have a plan that will avoid both."

"I still don't like this. You understand they'll try and interrogate us. They have a new weapon for that you know."

"Will you stop worrying? We'll be out before that. They let prisoners stew for a while first." They all loaded onto a ship designed after Senator Organa's ship Tantive IV.It took off and entered hyperspace. Jenso, despite his assurances, was nervous. If this blew over, the Rebellion was finished. Everyone gathered into the briefing room Jenso had set up. "Ok everyone, listen closely, this has to be perfect. The Empire has two battalions on the planet, about five hundred stormtroopers. I'll eliminate the first with some help from our snipers. When the next comes up, they'll demand we surrender and we will. Once aboard the Death Star, I'll get us all out. Team One will take control of the Firing Control Center and disable it, in case the plan fails. It will delay they're ability to use the Death Star. Team Two will try to find and secure the Bridge. The schematics for the ship will be there, download a copy and head for the self-destruct. Team Three will head for the hanger and secure as many Tie fighters as they can. We'll need them to escape. Everyone, you know which team you're on. Any questions?" He was greeted with silence then someone raised their hand. "Yes?"

"Have you ever heard a plan were so many things could go wrong?"

Jenso frowned. "If you have a better plan I would be delighted to hear it."

"Ok, so this is the best plan, but it's still got holes. I know you tied us, but the stormtroopers have proven stronger. How do you plan to defeat them?" Jenso gulped, several marines looked worried at this.

"What I'm doing is extremely dangerous, but it will make them look pathetic. This is the weakest link in the plan. I'm going to use the dark side on them. Even this limited exposure has turned Jedi before. It may turn me and if it does, only Darth Vader will be strong enough to stop me, so whatever you do, stay out of my way if that happens."

"Is this supposed to raise our morale? And what if the second Imperial battalion doesn't offer surrender and comes out shooting?"

"Their commanders will be under my mind control. They'll offer us surrender."

"What if nothing goes right on the Death Star?"

"Then the Empire has won."

"You know, you're not very good at inspiring us with confidence."

"Confidence was the downfall of the Jedi. More then once I heard Yoda say that many Jedi were so confident that they were getting arrogant. 'To sure of themselves they are' were his exact words. Things will go wrong, we will adapt or the Empire will crush the Rebellion. The only thing I ask of you now is to recognize your fear. Only then can you defeat it." He turned his back on them sat down cross-legged on the floor and entered a deep meditative state.

As soon as the troops were dropped off, the ship lifted off. The Rebellion didn't want to risk losing the ship in case of defeat. The snipers lined up off to the side a bit. Lightsaber in hand, Jenso walked forward alone. He came across an encampment were the stormtroopers were ready for them, having noticed the ship land. "Halt. Put down your weapon and surrender." A stormtrooper ordered.

"I never surrender." Jenso said.

"Then you leave us no choice." They all raised their rifles and fired. Several fell as the snipers fired. Jenso leaped in the air to dodge the shots, lightsaber igniting in a blue blur. Even as he leaped he focused on his fear that the Rebellion would be defeated, which swiftly turned into his anger at the Empire for it. Rage blazed through him. As he landed he thrust forward his hand with a cry of rage. Blue lightning shot from his hand and the stormtroopers nearest were blasted off there feet and hurled screaming backwards. Several others fell to the ground as lightning laced across them. Deactivating his lightsaber he added lightning from his other hand as well as the stormtroopers fell before the power of the dark side. Several stormtroopers out of range of the lightning fired. Jenso raised his hand and the blaster bolts shattered in midair. With another cry of rage Jenso launched himself forward, covering the entire distance in a single bound. His lightsaber out again, he cut down several remaining stormtroopers.

In less then a minute, only one stormtrooper remained. He raised his comlink and yelled, "We're under attack by-" and was suddenly cut off as Jenso made an open fist and started to choke the stormtrooper who dropped the comlink and his rifle, desperately clutching at his throat, but Jenso did not release him until the stormtrooper went totally limp. Jenso bent and picked up the stormtroopers rifle. Hiding his lightsaber, he headed for his troops, who fell back seeing the blazing rage in his eyes. He blinked and it was gone. He sagged to the ground.

"Are you all right?" One marine asked.

"I-I'm fine. The energy required to defeat the dark side is enormous."

The second battalion of stormtroopers charged over a hill, one officer yelled. "Hold fire!" He walked down the hill to them. He stopped a ways from them and called. "If you Rebel's surrender, we might spare you!"

"All right, you win. Men, put down your weapons." Jenso said lowering his rifle and putting his hands on his head.

"Sir, no!" The marine commander yelled, as planned.

"Do it!" Jenso yelled.

"Listen to your commander, you rebel scum." The officer said. The men all put down their weapons. "You will all be taken to the Death Star, and after you have told us everything you know of your Rebellion you will be executed for treason."

On Contruum, Admiral Mardici Guro, sat up straight, he had felt the force wave in him. "Governor, I just got a message from Jenso. I have to leave."

"Go, remind the Rebel's to move to Yavin 4. And may the force be with you."