The Rebel Faction

" A Jedi," she shook her head, her strength rapidly returning now that he had stopped the assault of visions. Kami stood straight, stepping to stand in front of the hatch and the only way out of the cargo bay.

" It doesn't matter, you know. Even with all your fancy Jedi mind tricks you can't stop the God Killer. Once autopilot is engaged it can't be taken off line, not even by me. A fale safe in the event some of my cargo ever gets out and tries to take over the ship.

" Once we get where we're going, the welcoming committe will be in place and there'll be no where to run.

" It's too late, Blackblade. You'll be taken in no matter what happens."

Her cheeks were flushed with annoyance at being carrid like a common sack of something or other, but there was little she was able to do about it in such cramped quarters. Giving in for the moment she shifted on his shoulder so she was able to look at the console.

" So what now, Blackblade? Five days on this rig together before we reach Dega."

It was bad enough that he had violated her mind, but now to threaten to lock her up in her own hold was going too far. Kami started to struggle, fighting desperately to break free from Dak's grasp.

She managed to twist free momentarily and slide down his chest and to her feet, but his arms were around her waist a second later, holding her in place. " Let go!"

" What's wrong Korosu, don't like the tables being turned?" Dak spun her around, keeping her arms pinned to her side with one of his arms around her waist. He lifted her off the floor and carried her into the cargo hold.

Kicking an resisting in any way possible, Kami was unable to stop him from dropping her to the floor in the cell which he had been held. Quicker than she could react, he was standing outside the cell and locking her in.

Kami jumped up and pressed herself against the bars, reaching through them to make a grab for Dak who quickly stepped back. " You're gonna have to let me out sooner or later, Blackblade, and when yo do I am so going to kick your ass!"

Kami stared down at her hands that were no longer her own, a feeling of dread growing in the pit of her stomach. She lifted her head to stare at Dak who now looked exactly like her.

" You may be pissed, but even you wouldn't do this! You wouldn't dare!"

Kami shook her head. " I can't tell you that."

She grasped the bars in her hands, leaning her face inbetween two of them, and smiled softly at Dak. " Come on, Blackblade, you know you don't want to do this. God Killer is my girl. If you let me out you and I could figure out how to take her off Autopilot. We've got five days, plenty of time to solve this and alter course."