The Rebel Faction

Placing his dagger back into one of the pockets of his utility belt the Zabrak surveyed Malice's room as he waited for the Sith demon to return.

Zeta scan of the room was intentional as he searched, but to no avail. What he was looking for he could not find.

He'd finished his search just as Malice returned, leaving Malice oblivious.

As Malice spoke, Zeta listened, keeping his gaze glued onto the other Sith.

"Do continue, Malice... time is vital.. and you're wasting it."

Zeta's visit was not without merit, if fact, his own presence was quite imperative for the Sith demon, for Zeta too had his visions.

"My attention is the last thing you should be concerning yourself with, champion," she said, her brown eyes far more easily withstanding his intense heated gaze.

"Let's get one thing straight here and now, Bettencourt..."

Amalia swiftly moved to clear the rest of whatever distance was left between her and Jensen. Her face came just inches from his.

"You're right, you don't know me. You don't know anything about me," she said, a smug look settling onto her lips. Rage seeped into her voice as she continued to speak.

"So don't you dare..."

Her lips trembled slightly in enragement.

".. lecture me on what I should or should not be doing. Do so again and you'll be learning a new skill on gravitational pull."

Her brown eyes never came to flinch away from him, her rage suddenly coming to be replaced with sadness.

"I bet you don't have any idea of what it's like to feel alone. To have those closest to you just drift away. To have those you love, cherish and value, be around you, yet at the same time be so far away."

The Jedi's eyes stung with tears, but they never fell.

"Maybe I'm not alone... but I feel that way inside," she said softly.

She looked away.

"I'm lost and I'm confused, and I don't know who to turn to. I don't know who I'm supposed to trust..."

Slowly her gaze returned to him.

"... But that doesn't mean that I don't want to try. I already have, with my friends, and my family, but I can't make them understand anymore than I can you..."

She didn't tell him he was right, she didn't have to.

"... Just say that you won't push back.."

She waited for some type of response, but it never came.

".. His name is Zeta.. and he wanted Leia Organa Solo."

Listening to Zeta's words, Malice nodded in agreement.

*Indeed. But what makes me wonder is, will it change for my benefit, or hers. Once we meet, will i be able to achieve the power that i crave, or will the both of them be free of me for the rest of their lives*

Malice's mind now went into thought. Forgetting the question he had asked Zeta. Forgetting to find out why Zeta had come into his room in the first place.

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Jensen met her talk with complete silince for many minutes taking in all she had told him.

He nodded subtley and he spoke, as if a question he had long wondered had finally been answered.

"Zeta..." The name was met with an eerie silence, with Jensen clearly showing deep thought.

The situation perplexed him, to him there was more to the situation then met the eye, Zeta clearly let them go, as he seemed to realize, killing them both was not the answer.

Almost as if the two was part of a larger plan.

Jensen thought of the last thing Zeta spoke to him.

He'd never know why...so it seemed.

What Zeta was speaking of at the time seemed clear then.

Perhaps his original reason for saying it was something else entirely.

But for now it didn't matter, here and now mattered. To make sure Amalia was safe, and to try to find a way to push back the darkness enveloping her very spirit.

Jensen locked eyes with Amalia again...this time to give the answer she thought wouldn't get, and he spoke in a hushed tone.

"I won't push back...I'll even tug you toward the right direction. To try and make sure you don't lose that which makes you, you, your heart and spirit. To make sure the darkness doesn't take that from you, and that the light never left, you aren't alone now Amalia. I'm with you and you can beat this, but it will take time, you have to believe that."

Understanding Zetas message, Malice scoffed at it.

*I want to forget about the past. Nothing in it i'd care to remember. All it does is hold me back from gaining what is mine. So, to end Amalia's life, as well as the life of my son, it will in turn close my past, and let me start anew*

Thinking his words over, Malice walked over to his window, looking out at the view of the land. Such a dead, and dreadful place.