Carth sat in the pilot's seat and Bastila in the co-pilot's seat. They were enjoying the view of hyperspace when there was a sudden jerk that nearly sent people forward.

Tana was heading to the door of the captain's quarters when the jerk came and then the next thing she knew, she was on the floor with a massive pain on the back of her head.

Mission fell off her bunk in the crew quarters, Juhani and Jolee nearly fell over. Zaalbar and Canderous weren't really affected by the jerk.

"What happened? What's going on?" Bastila asked, over the many buttons going off.

Carth was looking at the many systems trying to identify what happened. "Sith interdictor ship. They must have been waiting for us on the hyperspace route. We're caught in their tractor beam."

"Do you recognize the ship?" Bastila asked.

Carth just sat back in his chair and crossed his arms. "It's the Leviathan. Saul Karath's vessel. My old mentor."

"Everyone meet in the central room. We are going to have a discussion." Carth announced.

...

"Admiral Karath taught me everything I know about being a soldier. He was a legend in the Republic fleet and a hero to me. Until he betrayed us. When the Sith attacked my home world, the Leviathan - which is Saul Karath's flagship - was at the head of the fleet. My family was destroyed that day and my wife died in the Sith bombardment."

Tana just rolled her eyes behind the stabilizer mask she was wearing. "I would rather you give into your lust for revenge." She muttered quietly despite the fact that nobody could hear her.

Tana pressed and held a button and took her hand away. "You could use this time to avenge your family but I won't do anything stupid." She said and she shuddered once she said that, though nobody noticed.

Bastila stared at her, a little horrified at the first part she said. "That's not the Jedi way. Don't give in to anger, that's the path to the dark side. Bastila said.

Tana glared at her through the mask. "Do you ever stop preaching about the dark side." She murmured.

"I'm not going to do anything stupid. I won't throw away our lives for some mad quest for vengeance. But if I get the chance to kill Saul during our escape, nobody should get in my way." Carth said.

'Or I could toss you in the way of a dark Jedi's lightsaber.' Tana thought. Tana chanced a look at Bastila, and it was unclear whether she heard Tana's thought about Carth or not.

"Talk of an escape is premature, don't you think? We don't even have a plan to get out of this mess yet!" Bastila exclaimed.

"I'll admit it won't be easy. Saul's no fool and he won't underestimate us either. You can count on plenty of guards watching every move we make." Carth admitted.

"Maybe Admiral Karath doesn't know how many of us there are on board. We all have special talents; talents we could exploit to stage a rescue. We just have to figure out who has the best chance to avoid capture so that they can come and rescue us later. It's a long shot but it's our only hope." Bastila said.

"Well, that's going to be easy enough without the added pressure." Tana muttered loudly, and Bastila gave her a look that seemed to agree.

"Won't Admiral Karath be watching the three of us closely? We might need to use one of the others." Tana said.

"Well, if we're going to pick someone to save our skins we better do it quick, in another minute we are going to have Sith troops marching up our loading ramp." Carth said.

Tana began looking around at the companions that traveled with them for awhile. Jolee and Juhani could pull it off by themselves but Tana didn't trust them. Zaalbar was just utterly useless and if not for the life debt, she would have ditched him, long ago. Mission was just a kid on her own with Zaalbar, who tended to get into trouble. T3-M4 could probably pull it but she couldn't take any chances. That left Canderous, the Mandalorian merc, and HK-47, the crimson assassin droid.

(This is Tana's thoughts, not mine, about her companions. I like all the companions.)

After a moment, she finally decided. "A droid may have the best chance. HK-47 will be able to pull it off." Tana said. Of everyone in the room, she trusted the droids and Canderous the most.

"Statement: My construction includes a reserve memory chip and backup power supply that automatically kicks in if I've been shut down too long. Deactivate my main circuits and wipe my memory chip. The Sith will take me to the junk heap and I can come rescue the rest of you after I re-activate." The droid clarified.

If the galaxy wasn't at stake then, Tana would have the droid rescue her and abandon everyone else.

"Ok, we'll shut down HK, and hope his plan works." Tana announced.

"Hold on, they are dragged us into the docking bridge." Carth announced, looking into a nearby console.

They shut down HK and placed him in the cargo hold, along with supplies that could be made into a bomb. Tana, Canderous, and the droids knew what it was for, incase something happens.

The Ebon Hawk landed onto the deck of the hanger and the hanger bay door closed.

...

A technician was looking at the console that showed the hanger. "Admiral, we have locked down the hanger and almost ready to send Sith and soldiers."

Admiral Karath turned around, "Activate the knockout gas." He ordered and he ordered a Sith captain to bring a squad and some dark Jedi to the hanger.

The technician did as ordered and gas started leaking into the hanger and into the Ebon Hawk.

...

"Well, where are they?" Carth wondered, as to why they haven't been overrun with Sith.

"They must be waiting for something." Bastila suggested.

Mission was repairing T3 and looked up at Zaalbar, who seemed to be smelling something. "What is it Big Z?" Mission asked.

["Something is off. I don't know what is."] He roared and then sat down on a nearby chair and passed out and Mission just shrugged and passed out a moment later.

Tana was having trouble focusing while Bastila and Carth continued wondering what's going on. She leaned against the bulkhead, struggling to regain her vision. "Do you guys...feel off." She murmured.

"What?" Carth and Bastila asked at the same time and they saw her.

Tana continued to support herself against the bulkhead and she wanted to pass out. "Carth. Bastila." She murmured before falling over and hitting the floor hard.

"Tana!" Carth exclaimed as he ran toward her too late. She appeared to be knocked out cold.

Bastila looked around and saw everyone else had been knocked unconscious. "Carth, everyone else passed out. I think it's something in the air." Bastila said.

"I think you are right." Carth said.

That's when they heard the marching of metal feet moving across the hanger deck. Bastila and Carth were on the floor, but they managed to keep their eyes open.

A couple technicians entered the main cabin and began looking at the ship's systems and later found a disabled HK-47 in the cargo hold. They began carrying the droid to the maintenance bay with a grin on their face.

A group of about 7 Sith soldiers and a Sith captain entered along with two dark Jedi.

"Get these fools to the torture chambers and the rest of them to the holding cells and check the ship thoroughly. We want to be sure that we got everyone." The captain ordered and walked down the boarding ramp and back into the hanger.

Two Sith soldiers found Bastila and Carth wide awake still, and were about to land their foot with the face to knock them out.

A dark Jedi was standing over Tana, who was lying on her belly, and he seemed to sense something. "The dark side is strong with this one. We maybe be able to convince her to join us." He said. "Knock those two out."

Carth and Bastila saw the metal foot of the soldier coming down on their face and then they saw black.

The Sith carried everyone else out of the Ebon Hawk and carried them to the torture chambers and holding cells.