The Rebel Faction

“As did I.” Trazu admitted. “Though whether it was the fear for his life or that I got some information from him….well…only he knows.” Trazu remained quiet, deep in thought, until he had exited the arena. “I need to inform the others of what we found out: they are no doubt eager to hear it. If you want, you can go to Lavality and tell her what we have discovered, provided she is awake. And have Lavality tell Asri that I’ll be back to her as soon as I can please…I know she can’t see you.” The comment he made gave him pause, something about the words hinting at a possible reason why the spirit couldn’t get back into Lavality. “I think I know why you can’t get into Lavality anymore…” He said. “But I need to confirm it…when you get to the clinic, try to possess Asri and tell me what happens.”

***

Silliss felt a bit hurt that Tiosk had actually hit him, but recognized his own foolishness quickly. “I…I’m sorry father…” He said softly. “I…keep forgetting that you are not like many T’Doshok that would throw away children that are useless to them…”

Tiosk snorted. “Such individuals are fools, blind to the truth that everyone is always worth something, always has potential if they are willing to look for it. Rissonik’s sire knew this when he found me as an orphaned young lad that liked to steal and took me in rather then turn me in. Always remember this son. It’s a lesson your sister’s….’father’…would do well to learn…isn’t that right Natira?” Tiosk glanced up just enough to spot Natira on the stairs, whose eyes widened like a child caught with it’s hand in the cookie jar. “You might as well come down Natira and meet your brother face to face.”

Silliss watched as Natira came down the stairs the rest of the way, his eyes widening a bit with shock: she indeed looked a lot like their mother. For a while they stared at each other. "Why do I get the feeling we've met before?" Silliss asked softly.

"Probably from the day of our hatching." Natira replied wtih a shrug.

"No...more recent then that." Silliss insisted. "Can't place it though."

"It will probably come to you later son." Tiosk said. "Sit down, both of you. Natira already knows, but you should know the real reason behind everything."

Silliss quirked an eye ridge, but did as he told, watching as Natira did as well.

~~~

~That confirms it then.~ Trazu said as he approached the manor. ~It's the nanotech that is keeping you from possessing Lavality. I realized this because I remembered how I couldn't read Asri's mind at all since I've known her and only figured out why not so long ago and her's has been active for much longer then Lavality's. Since you are a part of the Force, it's not a big stretch at all for the nanotech to be the reason behind your....'eviction' so to speak. Since Lavality is 'cured' of it now though, I wouldn't worry too much about possessing her.~

~~~

"I see...." Silliss said, softly. "So it wasn't mother's family behind this, but these 'Force Hunters' all along."

"Aye." Tiosk said with a nod. "What's more, my father was a noble, a leader of a Clan these bastards wiped out simply because he was a Force Sensitive."

"So that means both Natira and I are nobles as well, not only through our mother but through your father."

"Techniqually yes...." Tiosk said with a sigh. "But until we can confirm this in the database and find out what my father's name was, no one would likely believe us."

"It probably wouldn't be a good idea to go boasting it right now anyway." Rissonik said. "Not while these Force Hunters are on the loose."

"Speaking of which...I wonder how the interrogation is going...." Tiosk mused.

"Interrogation?" Silliss asked. "Oh! The man that attemped to take Lord Trazu's life earlier."

"Aye, he's a Force Hunter for sure. Hopefully Tiskus or Lord Trazu got something out of him."

Just then Trazu entered the manor, looking a little disturbed but had a look of seriousness on his face none the less. "You found something out son?" Rissonik asked.

"Not much, the bastard fought me until the very end." Trazu grumbled. "Only got a single name out of him: Rosk."

"Rosk eh?" Tiosk grumbled. "That name could fit...oh...a few dozen T'Doshok in Hsskhok alone."

"It's a start." Rissonik said with a sigh.

"Aye. I suppose we could 'discretely' check out every 'Rosk's' activities, for, if that's the only name you got, it's probably the name of the one that hired him."

"Quite likely." Trazu agreed, though he looked a little distracted.

"What's up son?" Rissonik asked.

"Nothing I was just...'talking' to someone." Trazu said. "Force related stuff."

"Who?" Naosha asked. "Can't be Silonik...can it?"

Trazu put him his hand for silence as he obviously was getting another 'message'. "Kazuk....we have two more assassins in the grounds! One heading this way!"

"I'm not feeling so safe here anymore father..." Natira muttered.

"I'm getting sick of this as well..." Tiosk growled as he and the other's took up defensive positions. "Where is he Lord Trazu?"

Eveyrone watched as Lord Trazu seemed to blank out as he searched for the assassin. "On the side of the manor, side close to the Great Hall. He's stopped...hmm....he must be waiting for something. Tiosk, head outside would you, but wait at the front."

"Ok, how will I know where to strike." Tiosk asked, as he drew one of his daggers in one hand and a fighting dagger in another. "You know these guys are likely cloaked like all the others."

"Trust me...you'll know." Trazu said with a grin as he moved off deeper into the manor, toward the side where he detected the assassin.

Trazu kept an 'eye' on the assassin as he moved through the manor, working his way to the part of the manor that would get him closest to the assassin from the inside. The man was still staying still, but as he drew closer and was able to see more details via the Force he saw he wasn't really 'staying' still: it looked like he was attaching something to wall. Kazuk...a bomb no doubt! Trazu thought with a growl as he reached the spot.

Still seeing through the Force, he reached out with it seized the man, forcing him away from the device he was working on. Even through there was a wall between them, he could hear the man's cry of surprize. Trazu grinned, that would the be signal Tiosk needed.

~~~

Tiosk was tapping his foot as he leaned against the wall at the front of the manor, wondering just 'how' he was going to know when and where to strike. After a couple of minutes, he heard a cry of surprise and alarm from the side of the manor Trazu had pointed out. Now understanding, Tiosk grinned and moved to the side of the manor, toward the sound.

At first he saw nothing, but then he saw little clouds of dust being kicked up from the ground as the would be assassin obviously strangled against whatever Trazu was doing to him. Calmly he approached the cloaked man, whom stilled when he likely spotted him: too late, Tiosk had a bead on his position.

"Hmm...what do we have here?" Tiosk mused as he figured he was right next to the man. Putting away one of his weapons, he reached out and searched the air until he felt something. "This feels like an arm." He said as he followed the arm up. "Shoulder....neck....ah...there's the head." That hand curled into a fist and he struck the spot hard with his fist. He heard a grunt of pain as well as felt it in his own hand. Ignoring the pain his own hand he searched again and found the man still conscious.

"Humph, being stubborn are we?" Tiosk growled. "I can fix that." He lifted his other hand, the one with the fighting dagger. He heard a whimper from the man before he flipped it over so that the blade was pointing at the ground. Quickly, he struck the man again in the head, this time wtiht he pommel of his dagger. This time he heard the satisfying thud of the man's unconscious body hitting the floor and finally saw the man when the cloaking device fizzled out.

"Damn, this guy is just barely an adult." Tiosk growled as he looked at the man's youthfull face.

~Tiosk....~ A voice said...from no where.

"What?" Tiosk looked around, alarmed and disturbed.

~It's me Tiosk, Trazu. I'm speaking to you through the Force. Damn it's hard to talk to someone like this that isn't Force Sensitive....~

Tiosk grunted with annoyance. "Well out with what you want that couldn't wait until I got back inside." He growled.

~The man was putting something on the side of the house, I think it's a bomb. Do you see it?~

Tiosk studyed the wall and indeed found a small device that shouldn't be there. "Aye, there's something here." He leaned forward to get a better look at it. "Doesn't look active though, seems you got this guy just in time."

~Good, I'll have father get an engineer out there to remove it.~

"Alright, I'll see you inside with our 'guest'. Oh and Trazu..."

~Yes?~

"Don't talk to me like this again...it's disturbing...."

Trazu grinned as he started to head back to the living room where the others were waiting. Halfway there he got the message from Kasyyyk. ~If that’s the case it sounds like Lavality took care of the problem herself.~ He told her, rubbing his head as he felt a slight headache coming on. ~The one here is in custody, thanks to Tiosk’s help. If you sense any one else that shouldn’t be here let me know…I need to take a break from Force use for a while.~

“Well?” Rissonik asked as Trazu entered the living room and plopped himself down into a seat.

“Both would be assassins are in custody father.” Trazu replied. “Though we’ll need a bomb specialist to remove the device on the side of the manor.”

“Wonderful….” Rissonik said darkly. “I’ll get some on it right away. The last thing we need is a low ranking Clan member to get curious about it and end up blowing us all up.” While Rissonik was on the comm Tiosk and the two K’Satikur warriors came in with their quarry. Tiosk just dropped his prisoner on the floor while he walked off toward the kitchen.

“What did you want us to do with these guys Lord Trazu?” One of the warriors asked after noting Rissonik was a bit busy.

“Take them to the cells.” Trazu replied. “We’ll interrogate them later.”

The two K’Satikur nodded and one of them let go of their prisoner to pick up the one Tiosk brought in. “Great…leave me with the stinky one why don’t ya….” The other grumbled as they left the manor.

“Well I hope we get more info out of those two then the first one.” Tiosk said when he returned, an ice pack on one hand. When Natira gave him a questioning look he replied: “My hands aren’t conditioned for fist fighting.”

“Hopefully…and a lot more easily….I’m not up to doing any more mind reading right now.” Trazu said with a sigh. “I’m going to check on Asri and Lavality….” He got up and walked out.