"There's a dark Jedi behind this door. Be careful." Bastila whispered.

I nodded and opened the door. The man sat there, meditating. He heard the door open and he immediately jumped up. He readied his double bladed vibrosword and glowered at me, Carth, Bastila and T3.

"Who dares disturb my--"

He stopped when he felt the force in me. He sneered and I had a terrible feeling about where this was headed.

"The force inside you," He commented, "Is amazing. If you bend that towards the dark side, you might--"

I cut off his persuasion by shaking my head and drawing out my double bladed vibroblade.

"Quiet type?" He snickered.

"You can't win, Sith!"

You can't win...didn't she say that to Revan? I shook the visions aside and readied myself. He, of course, came for me first. I steadied my vibroblade as the world slowed down. I watched Carth's blaster bolt streak through the air in slow motion. It was odd, but I figured maybe it was The Force or something. The world returned to normal speed and I was in a stalemate with this 'Dark Jedi'. He was pressing down on my with his vibrosword and I was holding him up with mine. If I moved, or did a barrel roll, I would die, there was no doubt about that. Carth got behind the Sith however and shot him in the back of head, spewing brains and blood all over me.

"Ick, Carth!" I shrieked.

The blood looked so familiar. I was experiencing another vision where I was laying on the floor of a starship and covered in blood. Bastila was crawling towards me and she sighed at the blood. I pleaded with her to help me, to do something, but I went black.

"Zerstoren, wake up!"

I was in Carth's arms, covered in a cold sweat. My mouth was dry so it was hard to speak at first. Oh wait, I can't speak. Forgot about that.

"What happened?" He asked, wiping my face with a white cloth.

I looked to Bastila who only nodded. Maybe she understood what happened? As soon as I get full speech back, she has some questions to answer.

"Well, we've got the launch codes," Bastila sighed and placed her bloody hands on her hips, "We'd better get back to Canderous."

"Canderous," Carth mumbled, "If he even thinks about touching you--"

"Stop!" I croaked.

It always something negative coming out of my mouth. I could feel myself being able to speak however, which was good. Soon enough I would be able to talk fluently again.

"Yeah," Carth murmured, helping me up, "We'd better get back."

"I heard the Sith base had a break in, and I know it was you." Canderous whispered as I sat down next to him.

I nodded and let Bastila be my 'translator'. I couldn't speak, but she could, so it worked I guess.

"So are you taking us to Davik's estate?" Bastila asked, looking at me for approval.

I nodded, indicating she was right in guessing my question. She probably dug into my mind and found the question rather than guessing, but that's just speculation.

"Of course. We could leave now if you want."

"Should we leave now?" Carth whispered.

I nodded carefully.

"Alright then, let's get going." Canderous stretched and got off the bar stool.

We arrived at the estate where we were supposed to meet Davik. He walked in with Calo Nord next to him. It was hard to tell with the goggles on, but Calo probably wasn't happy to see me. It didn't matter, he'll get his eventually. Davik roughly shook my hand and made a comment that my hands were soft. That was a little creepy considering he's old as dirt.

"Canderous says you're a good looking recruit. Is he right?"

Carth and Bastila panicked for a second, but I found the willpower to speak.

"That's correct."

I almost didn't recognize my own voice.

"Good, very good. Let me give you a tour of the estate, then we'll talk about your possible employment.

"Sounds good." Canderous filled in for me.

He winked at me, which could either mean he's got my back if something goes wrong, or that he thinks I'm the hottest thing since the sun.

Maybe it was both?