Star Wars - Series Fan Fiction ❯ A Sight Through Diffrent Eyes ❯ The Confrontation on Coruscant (Part 1) ( Chapter 2 )

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Chapter 2- The Confrontation on Coruscant

 

Yoda has confronted Darth Sidious and the two begin to combat each other within the Senate Building.

 

The Mistress flew down through the clouds of Coruscant and came upon the Jedi Temple. It was smoking. All traffic avoided it. They were the one single ship headed towards the ruined building.

 

Bane felt sadness creep into him, he could not sense Force bearing life within the temple. He may have left the order but he had never stopped fighting its enemies. He had even found younglings on different planets that were strong with the Force and had sent transmissions of the finds to the Jedi Order. He felt guilty; he should have tried to help them.

 

“I'll set her down right on the main steps.” He pushed the throttle. “Aayla did you hear me?” He turned around and saw the blue skinned beauty. Her eyes filled with sorrow. He turned to Hadda. “Set her down at the steps.”

 

He stood and brushed Aayla's arm. “Lets get down to the exit ramp.” She followed him silently.

 

As they walked through the passageways of The Mistress it was silent. Bane couldn't stand seeing her this way. He didn't want to let her off of his ship much less send her into harms way. His feelings for the female Twi'lek were strong. It wasn't going to bode well for his lifestyle of being an outlaw.

 

“Aayla.”

 

“They are dead.” Aayla said quietly. “I can sense it.”

 

“I know.” Bane replied. “I can as well.” He looked at her. “Are you sure you want to get off?”

 

She nodded and looked at him a sad look in her hazel eyes. “Bane I can't even sense younglings inside.”

 

He sighed. “I don't want you to get off.”

 

She smiled sadly up at him. “I know.”

 

In the past day the two had rekindled the feelings they had before. They couldn't fully trust each other but they knew what they felt. The same compatibility from ten years before was apparently obvious.

 

They were walking down the hallway that led to the front ramp when the ship landed. Bane couldn't stop the feeling that he was sending her to danger. Then again the entire Order was gone, was anywhere safe?

 

“Hold up.” Bane leaned into a storage room and grabbed a cloak. He turned to Aayla. “Will you wear this at least?” At the look in her eye he continued. “They won't recognize you.”

 

Aayla smiled and took the dark robe and pulled it on, covering her attractive curves. She looked at him. “Satisfied?”

 

He nodded as the exit ramp lowered. “I'm going to the Senate Building.” His voice grew stony. “I don't know what I will find there.” He looked at her. “I hope to see you again.”

 

She stepped up next to him. “If we are fated to see each other again we shall.” She walked out and turned around as the ship began to lift and the ramp closed and Bane was taken from her sight. She watched the ship continue to rise higher and whispered. “May fate be kind to us.”

 

Inside the Mistress.

 

“Where to Boss?” Hadda asked as he strapped on a blaster to his thigh.

 

“I hope your Twi'lek lady will be alright.” Tivia spoke up as she strapped on several thermal detonators.

 

Bane sat down at the controls of his ship. “We are headed to the Senate Building.”

 

The ship shot through Coruscant's towers in a mad dash to reach the Senate building. Traffic dodged out of the freighters path, and the ship dodged them. Inside the three comrades prepared for combat.

 

They came upon the large Senate Building and found a clear area to land. After they felt the landing pads connect did any of the three Bounty Hunters begin to move to the exit ramp. Tivia set the locks and exited. All three pulled out blasters as the ramp closed up behind them and the Mistress locked down.

 

“You can't park here!”

 

Bane spun around and saw a Clone Trooper approach them a blaster rifle in his hands. His first thought was of the slaughtered Jedi. His blaster rang out and the man dropped to the floor.

 

Tivia sniffed as she raised her own blaster next to her face. “That was real smooth Bane.”

 

“Keep moving.” He ignored what she said and began walking forward.

 

They followed the walkway into a central chamber with large pillars. Bane could feel the call again. It beckoned him forward with haste. Four more guards saw them and fired.

 

Bane ducked behind a pillar and yelled to Hadda. “I'll cover you two.”

 

Hadda nodded. Bane closed his eyes, took a breath, and leaned out and shot at the two troopers. Who then predictably ducked behind their own pillars for cover. Bane motioned the other two forward as he rolled into the center of the two pillars and kept firing.

 

Hadda and Tivia sprinted forward. Hadda came to the first man and kneed him in the chest. With one quick shot it was over and the red haired began to shoot at the other soldiers.

 

Bane sprinted forward as Tavia locked one leg over the neck of one soldier and shot the other in the chest. With one vicious twist of her toned leg the man's neck was snapped. Behind Tivia the last trooper lowered his weapon preparing to fire.

 

“Tivia!” Hadda shouted raising his pistol.

 

Tivia spun around and saw the trooper. Her eyes widened and a blaster rang out. The trooper dropped to the ground and Bane lowered his blaster from Tivia's shoulder. He walked past her.

 

Tivia shook herself and followed. “So damned fast…” She muttered.

 

They entered the inside of the building and immediately he felt the draw even stronger. He began to run down the hall way. The other two followed. Hadda yelled out.

 

“Where are the Sith. We need to find them.” They passed through another set of doors and passed surprised servants. If they stopped for anything the guards would find them. That was completely unacceptable. Bane led them deeper into the building until they came to a split off of the hallway. Bane stopped and saw a sign that read `Grand Convocation Chamber.' The Force called him to go down the hallway.

 

Tivia stopped and wiped her forehead of sweat. “How can we be so sure they are here?”

 

Hadda checked the charge on his blaster and spoke. “Bane we need to find the three we are here to hunt.”

 

Bane looked down the hallway that led to the Grand Convocation Chamber. “I have business this way.” He looked over his shoulder to his comrades. “I have no choice.”

 

Tivia nodded. “It's one of those Force things isn't?”

 

Bane nodded. They were all silent until Hadda spoke. “We'll find you.”

 

Bane began to head down the hallway. “Good luck.”

 

Behind him Hadda said. “Good luck to you; judging by that look on your face you're going to be the one who's going to need it.”

 

Bane began to jog down the hallway looking for the doorway that he would enter. He did not like the situation he was in. Yet he kept running he had to.

 

At the now ruined Jedi Temple

 

Aayla had found the fallen clone soldiers with lightsaber cuts. There were no guards patrolling. She had pulled the cowl of her robe over her head afterwards. Bane may have been protective but she was appreciating his concern now. She did not want anyone seeing her face and the emotion she could not hide.

 

She walked into the mighty entrance hall its towering pillars stretching off beyond her vision and her heart sunk. The bodies of the Jedi had not even been cleaned up yet. They lay haphazardly around the hall, leaning against pillars, hanging over railings, it had been a massacre. Padawan lay next to their Masters. Even the regular Guards were dead. The Legion of Troopers had decimated the entire building. She walked through swathes of smoke and stepped over the bodies of her fallen Jedi brothers as she made her way deeper into the Temple.

 

Sorrow welled up within her. The entire order was gone. They were dead. She walked through the dead and saw students that she had taught classes to, old friends that she had fought along side in past battles lay in heaps. She wanted to weep. But she knew that that would not give tribute to their memory.

 

She saw the shattered places of her days of training and study. Places where she used read great tomes of knowledge now lay burning. It was almost as if her memories had been destroyed. She felt a crushing sense of despair as she looked at all of her dead friends. She was alone.

 

She walked up the mighty stairs stepping over dead Jedi and pulled back her hood with a ragged breath. She wiped several tears from her eyes. She ran her hands over the pillar next to her. She remembered when Bane had told her his feelings for her.

 

It was well lit while the two Jedi Knights leaned against a pillar and conversed while waiting for their Masters to leave the council chambers.

 

He was younger. His hair was longer and when he smiled at her she felt like melting.

 

“Your saber forms looked wonderful today in training. You've really gotten better since the last time I was here.”

 

She smiled. “Thank you Atammar.” She almost blushed. The thought of Bane watching her, interested her. “I did not see you at the training room.”

 

“I had enough time to see your forms but I was summoned by the Council.” Bane looked to the Council Chamber. “We are to leave on a mission.”

 

“Congratulations.” She responded politely. She could not show her fondness for the man outwardly.

 

Bane shook his head and looked at her. “I need to tell you something.”

 

She looked at him, his blue eyes trapping her. “What?”

 

He visibly swallowed. The great Bane Atammar was flustered for her? She felt a warm feeling growing within her. He grumbled in a language she didn't recognize and looked at her once more. “Aayla Secura I've watched you from afar for years.” She tried to remain neutral but his words touched her. He quieted as two Jedi passed them. He turned back to her. “I need to say that…” He sighed and shook his head. “Never mind.”

 

Aayla looked at the man before her. She had always found him attractive but Jedi edict prohibited relationships. Yet at this moment she could only remember the feeling of being alone. She did not let it show but she was a very sensual being and the way Bane spoke made her feel the loneliness even more.

 

“What did you want to say?”

 

Bane sighed. “There is no way to say this smoothly.” He closed his eyes and suddenly his hands held hers. She nearly gasped. “Aayla you entice me. With every movement you make I feel as if I am being driven mad. Every small word you've ever uttered to me I carry with me into battle to protect me.” He looked her in the eyes. She could not believe what he was saying. “I like you and I have since we trained together four years ago.”

 

She stared at him hardly breathing. She stammered out. “But Jedi are not allowed to feel such things…”

He stepped closer to her. “I have never cared for that rule. I need to know how you feel.” He squeezed her hand his eyes searching hers.

 

She looked at their hands together. The Order would be furious if they ever found out. But at that moment Aayla Secura did not care. She let her mind open and she sensed his emotions. He had kept it open so that she could look inside she realized. It was a huge amount of trust for him to do so.

 

She looked. All she saw was adoration pouring from him to her. And at that moment Aayla knew that she felt the same. She had always looked into the reports on his missions. Some would call it possessive but she always wanted to know if he had survived. She knew she did. She went against all her training and looked into his eyes.

 

“I do. With all my heart.”

 

He smiled again and leaned in close to her and whispered. “I would like to see you again.”

 

“You will.” She said seductively as she leaned into him, she didn't care about the Order at that moment she was happier than she had ever been. “Promise me something?”

 

“Anything.”

 

“Come back to me…” She whispered into his mouth before she kissed him lightly on the lips.

 

Her foot scuffed a dead man and she stood in the center of the hallway. She remembered the small kisses the two of them had shared in the corners of the Temple when they were not on missions. Their pseudo-relationship was hidden until both of their masters noticed their activities. The Jedi Order prohibited any Jedi having emotional attachment such as what they shared. They had ignored the commands and met in secret. No matter where they accompanied their masters to when they returned they automatically would be drawn to each other. Until he abandoned the Order, and her.

 

She was walking down the same corridor when he came out of the council chamber at a run. His lightsaber was not on but it was in his fist.

 

“Bane!” She yelled. “Where are you going?”

 

He turned and looked at her. His face showed fear, anger, and an urgent need to escape. Her smile disappeared and she walked to him placing a hand on his arm.

 

“Are you alright? What happened?”

 

He turned to her and grabbed her hand. He looked her in the eyes. “Aayla you can't see me anymore.”

 

She looked at him. “Why?”

 

He looked behind him and turned back to her. “You can't. It will not be safe.” His eyes softened and he stroked her cheek, sending electricity through her, she felt only love through his touch. “Just know that…” Something crashed in the room behind them.

 

“Tell me what?” She murmured. She had a sinking feeling that something terrible happened. And she wanted to know why she could not know him anymore. She knew she was in love with Bane. To even ask her to lessen her feelings for him was an impossibility.

 

He turned back and gripped both her hands and kissed them. “Aayla I will never hurt you. I swear this to you on my honor.”

 

She looked at him. “I know but-!”

 

The doors behind them slammed open and several Jedi ran out their lightsabers ignited and their faces masks of rage.

 

“Murderer!” One of them yelled. “Arrest him! He has slain one of our brothers!”

 

They rushed forward all advancing with an aggressive fighting stance.

 

“I swear to you Aayla never.” He whispered. Then he ran.

 

That was the last time she had seen him up to the point that she had nearly died. She did not know why her feelings for him had come back just as strong. All she knew from her past was that she should not trust him out of respect of her now dead order. But it was dead now and they very clearly still had the same feelings for each other. He was honestly all she had left and she was willing to forgive him.

 

She kept walking down the hall way. She passed more of the dead until she came to the apartments. It was there that she felt a mental barrage from the Force. She fell to the floor with crash and a small moan. Her mind felt bruised as information began to flow in. In a flash all discomfort left and she felt the Force flowing through her body.

 

She opened her eyes and saw a vision that stole her breath.

 

She saw a cell with thick bars. There was a man within the cell his face was shrouded by darkness. It was a sparse cell yet the man did not seem to notice this. A man in a great black cowl came to the cell and beckoned the sitting man. A creeping blackness oozed from the robed man's proffered hand and crawled towards the prisoner. It grasped at him from the outside of the cell, tentacles reaching for him.

 

She knew what the blackness was immediately. It was the greed for power that came with the Dark Side. She wanted to draw back even seeing it in a vision. She saw the man sitting stalwart against the tide, just outside its reach. He was held within a prison of both the mental and physical. She saw the man's face just as the ooze touched it him.

 

It was Bane.

 

She came back panting as if she had been racing at a hard pace for hours. She was covered in a light sweat as she shoved her self to her knees and clutched the wall for support. Bane is in trouble. The Dark Side…The Dark side wants…Her eyes widened as she fully understood. The Dark Side wanted Bane and someone was going to imprison him to force him to take the offer. She knew him possibly better than anyone else. He was fully capable of becoming a mighty Sith.

 

“No… n-not him!” She panted out as she stood shakily. “You will not take him.” She decreed to an unseen foe. Stumbling to her feet she began to run through the corridors passing pillars at a blur. She knew what she had to do. Bane had saved her life. She owed him through honor, to repay the favor. That was her justification. The Jedi ideals were still strong within her.

 

She ran to the docking bays that were attached to the temple. She vaulted over the bodies of friends and students, her dark robes flapping. She came to the final hallway and she could see several guards at the end. With out waiting Aayla Force sprinted her way towards them, her robe almost seeming like dark wings off of her azure body.

 

The clone captain looked out from the entrance to the dock and yelled.

 

“It's a Jedi! Shoot her! Shoot her!”

 

The four other soldiers spun around and shot. Her blue lightsaber blocked the first two deflecting them harmlessly into the wall; the other two she repelled into one of the troopers killing him instantly.

 

She reached them and the first man's arm and head came off. The second shot and took the same bolt that he fired to his chest. The third lost both legs and took a death stab through the back to finish him. She was merciless in her business. Not cruel or uncalled for, but she certainly was not going to let any of them escape alive.

 

She dealt the death blow to the man on the floor and looked up from her kneeling position to see the captain aiming at her. She leapt towards him freeing her weapon with the force of the jump and bringing it up to block his two shots. She spun her lightsaber and the captain fell in half.

 

She stepped over the two halves, her robe strafing over them. She straightened it and walked to the speeder deck. It was empty save for a single one-passenger corvette style speeder. Thanking the fates she jumped in and started it hoping she was not too late. She shot out of the garage and went above traffic to soar to the Senate Building.

 

As the mechanical lights of Coruscant reflected off her speeding form as she sat silent and grim. She saw the Senate Building and tried to push the vehicle even faster. She made a promise to herself and to Bane. I will not lose you. Not again. Not ever again.

 

Within the Senate Building in the Grand Convection Chamber another battle happens.

 

Another one of the pods the Senators of the one time Republic stood in flew towards the already battered Jedi Master Yoda. It stopped and dropped to the floor far below.

 

Yoda lowered his hand tiredly. He was in a great deal of pain and tired; so very tired. Yet the indomitable creature known as Darth Sidious would not exhaust. The beast would not end his attacks. Despite being horribly disfigured with the now fallen Master Windu.

 

Yoda focused his power. He accepted that he could not win. Sidious was just too strong. He decided that the best course of action would be to try and throw both of them off of the pod on which they stood. It was risky but it was his only choice.

 

Sidious let out a wicked growl and lightning struck Yoda. He let off the energy he had been storing and the blast took both of the combatants off the edge.

 

Yoda plummeted and painfully slammed off of a pod and rolled across the floor. He heard laughter, wicked and evil. Painfully he looked up. Darth Sidious stood smiling. Yoda lifted himself with his arms.

 

“Your attempts are useless!” Darth Sidious yelled as Yoda stood trying to keep weight off of his hip. “You have failed!” The man smiled. “Now Jedi…” His grin grew wider and gleamed. “You will die!”

 

The man's hands came up and lightning crackled from them. It jaggedly lanced across the distance between the two of them. Yoda knew he would die but he held up his hands any way in a desperate bid of hope.

 

“Master!” Bane yelled as he dropped between his one-time mentor and the lightning lightsaber drawn. He landed in front of Yoda and took the full brunt of the lightning. He was pushed back across the floor dust and dirt spraying around his boot heels, until he stopped directly in front of his old master.

 

Yoda watched with an odd feeling of pride as his rogue student growled and pushed forward with his abilities and lightsaber. Yoda had not actually believed his outlaw protégée would have helped him. It was a welcome surprise that the boy still held such firm loyalty to Yoda. Yet the Jedi knew deep within himself that his student was not an even match to Darth Sidious.

 

Bane glanced back at Yoda his face had several rivulets of sweat dripping down his face. “Run Master!”

 

Yoda limped closer. “Leave you, I will not.” He could feel his strength dwindling. Perhaps he should take the boy's advice. He was more burden than aide at this point. But he had a mission and a duty to fulfill.

 

Bane yelled desperately. “Master now! Run!”

 

Yoda limped closer still to the struggling man. He could see Darth Sidious's face was becoming worried. “I must fight him.”

 

Bane strained and pushed forward one final step. He panted out. “You are wounded and I am forsaken. Leave me! You must live to continue to train others. Now leave.”

 

Yoda limped to the door way. He could not fight he knew this. And he could not keep the promise to train another Jedi, not after such a failure. He sadly turned his eyes upon his student for the last time. There was one final honor.

 

“May the Force be with you Bane.” With that Master Jedi Yoda, ran to his rendezvous point with Senator Bail Organa.

 

At the Senate Building Jedi Master Aayla Secura arrives.

 

The speeder had hardly gotten to a safe height when Aayla leapt out of the cockpit, her dark robe cascading after her. She hit the deck and began running into the building immediately.

 

She came to a skywalk and saw two figures getting into a speeder. One was a tall dark haired human male in clothing of state. The other was small and green skinned. She recognized Yoda immediately.

 

“Master Yoda!” She did not see Bane with them and a clutching fear gripped her.

 

Yoda painfully turned and saw her. “Master Secura. You have survived the massacre.”

 

Aayla dropped to her knee and with great concern looked over the old Master. “Master, what has happened to you?”

 

“Darth Sidious has crushed us.” Yoda grew distant as he spoke his body visibly drooping. “I was saved through one last sacrifice.” He could not mean-! He looked at her. He very clearly could tell what was on his mind. He stopped his observing and spoke. “He will not survive his fight with such a Sith.”

 

Aayla leaned back trying to keep her expression neutral. She could not accept it.

 

Yoda turned and looked out at the city. “I leave to go into exile.” He gently grabbed her shoulder. “In my duty, I have failed.”

 

Aayla could not believe what she was hearing. Master Yoda was the most powerful of the Jedi. How could he fail? “Master Yoda how have you failed?”

 

Yoda gripped her shoulder and coughed painfully. “I could not save us or the freedoms of the Galaxy or preserve the Republic.” He sighed and rearranged himself to lean on his other leg. He closed his eyes. “He will die facing Darth Sidious. Die or go to the Dark Side he will. I have failed again. I can accept my fate by exile.”

 

Aayla stood up she could not listen to such talk. She knew Bane could be saved. She had seen it. “Master Yoda I must rescue him.”

 

Yoda looked up and studied her closely his eyes memorizing her own. “Master Secura keep your mind clear and your wits sharp, you must. He is fighting within the Grand Convocation Chamber.” He coughed again and hunched over painfully. “Beware… of the Dark Side… for it takes many different faces.” He looked up to the human Bail. “We must leave now.” Yoda turned back to Aayla as he stepped into the waiting speeder. “Until we meet again Master Secura.”

 

Aayla bowed deeply. “Until we meet again Master Yoda.”

 

She turned around and ran into the hallway that led directly to the Chamber. She had one fleeting, desperate thought. Bane wait for me.

 

Within the Grand Convocation Chamber

 

Bane groaned loudly when he struck the wall. He had lost his lightsaber when the Sith creature had picked him up and began tossing him around like a ragdoll. He gasped several times to get much needed air into his system.

 

Darth Sidious spoke grandly. “I can sense that you have brushed with the Dark Side boy…”

 

Sidious motioned and Bane was thrown across the ground into a crashed pod. He gasped in pain and looked around painfully. He coughed and saw his lightsaber. The weapon sat in the middle of the rubble strewn floor. He dearly wished he could have his hands on it. Instead he was forced to listen to Sidious rant.

 

“You do not understand the power you could have. How mighty you could become!” Bane could see his lightsaber ten feet down taunting him. His concentration was broken when he heard the sound of a door way sliding open.

 

An unknown raspy male voice called out. “My Lord.”

 

Sidious began to let out light claps. “Ah! Darth Veaok it is so good to see you once more!” With a single motion he lifted Bane and moved him to show him to the newcomer. “Is this the one who has been hunting you?”

 

Bane saw two men and one female in thick black robes kneeling in the center of the room. The center and farthest member of the trio forward stood and looked up at Bane. “Yes Lord Sidious he is.”

 

Bane floated forward his jaw clenched, to rest on his feet in front of Darth Veaok. Veaok had pale white skin with ruby red lips and seemingly black eye sockets and shining eyes. He looked the picture of a Sith Master.

 

“I give him to you as a gift in return for your continued support.” Sidious took Veaok's bow and nodded back. He turned around. “Now you must excuse me for I have matters to deal with.” He glanced back. “Get him out of here.”

 

All three of the black robed Sith intoned at once. “Yes Lord Sidious.”

 

Darth Sidious must have left for Veaok turned to bane with a slight chuckle “Bane Atammar… in my hands?” The powder white man let out a serrated tooth laugh that sounded like more of a growl. “You have chased me all over the once mighty Republic for ten years, killed four of my apprentices, and cost me many positions of power. But now I am called into audience with Darth Sidious and he simply hands you over to me to maintain my infamous little group's allegiance to him.” He smiled widely his pointed teeth gleaming. “Don't you just find that ironic?”

 

Bane smiled at Veaok. “You're a fool Veaok. I really can't wait to take your head as a souvenir.”

 

Veaok wagged a single long pale finger. “That just won't do. Let me clarify for you.” The creature moved close enough to Bane's cheek that he could feel it when Veaok whispered. “I'm going to break you, your will to live, and your will to fight. I will crush your spirit. I will make you my slave.”

 

Bane Forced his lightsaber to his hand and swung his weapon in a powerful stroke with every intent to decapitate Veaok. Two red lightsabers blocked his from even touching Darth Veaok. Veaok motioned to both of his apprentices who still kneeled at his sides.

 

Veaok looked at Bane with his gleaming eyes. “I'm sure you recognize my apprentices, Darth Narros and Darth Kiezsha.” He snorted disgustedly and motioned to his apprentices. “Disarm him and return to the ship. We return to the base at once.”

 

Darth Narros had tanned skin and his eyes had black rings around the male human was built powerfully and in the history of Bane's chase on such a creature, Narros had murdered literally, hundreds of people who had gotten in his way. He was prone to brutally proving his dominance over others.

 

Darth Kiezsha was gorgeous with pale skin and light red hair. Kiezsha was possibly one of the most dangerous individuals that Bane had ever encountered, if she was not out seducing masses of people to worship the very ground she walked upon she was almost certainly at her Master's side prepared for any form of violence.

 

Bane watched Kiezsha smile at him and shook his lightsaber at him mockingly. He heard Narros growl and the world went into pain and he hit the floor heavily. The last thought Bane had before he slipped into unconsciousness was clear. It was not the master he had not seen for ten years or an escape plan to get out of imprisonment. Instead one name would he remember. Aayla Secura

 

Several minutes later at The Mistress

 

Aayla, Hadda, and Tivia stood on the dock next to The Mistress. They were watching the great black smoke clouds filling the sky as the Jedi Temple burned. They had not rescued Bane. Instead things had gotten worse.

 

She had found Bane's blaster within the Grand Chamber and retrieved it but did not dismay. She saw a door that was still open and ran through it. There was a dead servant lying against the wall. The Sith must have gone this way.

 

She ran up the hallway. She passed rooms and elevators but she sensed that Bane was at the end of the hallway.

 

“Secura!” She spun around and saw Hadda and Tivia running up after them. “Where is Bane?”

 

She turned around. “Follow me.”

 

They came to the end of the hallway and found two Trooper guards. Hadda and Tivia shot both on sight. They left them leaning into the corners when the door opened and they rushed outside to see a large freighter at the end of a docking bridge. Three warriors in black robes led a procession of sixteen troopers, two of which carried an unconscious Bane in their arms.

 

Aayla rushed forward her dark robe fluttering. Troopers turned around and threw up their arms in defense. She sheared off their arms and left them dead. Hadda and Tivia shot at the enemy. A blast of Force and three men were flung screaming from the high dock.

 

The Sith moved onto their ship ignoring their would-be attackers, Bane was dragged aboard and the ramp closed. Mighty engines kicked to life and the ship began to rise.

 

Aayla yelled. “No!” She cut through five of the troopers to get to the ship. The first lost his head as she flipped over him. Before her robes had even settled she had slashed another and he had fallen screaming off of the platform. She cut off arms and legs, threw them but she was to slow.

 

The ship lifted and quickly ascended into the starry heavens. She watched in despair as the ship flew away.

 

They had run away from the guards and hid. After several minutes they came back to The Mistress a new plan being formulated in all their minds..

 

Aayla stared at the stars that shown brightly in the breaks within the stars her mind was made up. She would find Bane, no matter what it would take, and damn the Order's policies; she would miss the Order but for the first time she would be able to love with out the fear of discovery. She turned to the others.

 

“If you are going to find him I am coming with you.”

 

Hadda stroked his blaster. “We are.” He stopped stroking and stretched. “I figured you would join us.” He eyed her. “You are good with that lightsaber of yours. You'll be a good addition to the crew.”

 

“Agreed.” Tivia said as she turned around. “We can't stand around any more; the guards will arrive any time. Therefore it's time to leave.” The beauty walked up the entry ramp into the ship.

 

Hadda walked onboard to the ramp when he stopped and turned around. “Sorry about your Order. At least we can take back a friend.” He looked to the sky again. He muttered “I hope.”

 

She had lost her order, her old life, in one sudden act. Yet she had found someone whom she could start over with, and now she had lost him as well. A lesser being would have been emotionally crushed, she had been trained as a Jedi for years; she would remain stalwart. She knew he was alive, she could sense it their minds were focused on each other. Aayla Secura brought the hood of her robe over her head shadowing her hazel eyes. For the last time she looked upon the burning temple before turning her back on it's dead ways and walking into the ship with only one mission on her mind. Find Bane.

 

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Part 1- Chapter 3 is going to outlined once I have the time.

 

Thanks for reading

-BornUndead