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Chapter 95 - Chapter 95: Lightsaber

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While Luten agreed under protest and left quickly with his two bodyguards, Thun and Silas moved off heading for a nearby railcar. They would take it to another part of the complex, one of the strong points the miners had created rather than this area, which they had cleared of their people in order to create a relative neutral ground for the peace talks.

They reached the train tunnel and even called for a train car before Master Thun's Force senses prove to be correct. The bombs had indeed been a feint. The real attack, as his Forces senses had belatedly informed Thun, was on Silas. Cut off the head, the body dies, an easy equation even a human could do. I had calculated that Luten was contemplating double-dealing, but outright assassination when a Jedi has already arrived on the scene? Hubris, and worse than hubris, a personal arrogance and contempt for the Order is inherent in believing any such calculation can create a positive answer.

So thinking Master Thun twisted to the side, his lightsaber on, beam humming in the narrow corridor as he deflected two blaster bolts that would've taken the manager in the side. Both were astonishingly stun bolts rather than full-powered blasts, but Master Thun's lightsaber absorbed enough of their energy to allow the stun radius to spread to either side of their intended target.

With the instincts of a soldier Silas ducked and rolled into cover by the stopped train car while Master Thun turned that way fully, now having to block a dozen blaster bolts coming at him, grimacing lightly at the exertion. He was a Master of Niman, which was known by more serious combatants as a Jack-of-all-trades yet master of none style. Despite that label it had served him well for years, but the Given found himself sorely pressed by the sheer weight of fire the man stalking towards him was putting out from his two small, heavily modified blaster pistols.

The being racing down the corridor towards Thun and Silas was a Duros like his padawan though at least fifteen, maybe twenty years older. He had light blue skin rather than the normal green and was wearing a long open trench coat, and a wide-brimmed hat. He also wore a mask, and his red eyes gleamed eagerly over the top of it towards the Jedi.

Master Thun recognized him: Cad Bane, one of the better mercenary/bounty hunters out there, certainly one of the top ten operating in the past few years. He was dangerous, deadly, and without scruples for the most part, though this was the first time Master Thun's knew of that he had taken a job that would put him in direct opposition with the Senate or the Jedi Order.

That was all the thinking Thun had time to for. He concentrated fully on his connection to the Force using his precognition instinctively. It wasn't mere speed or skill that allowed a Jedi to deflect blaster bolts, it was the ability to anticipate where the bolts would come from and interpose his lightsaber. Against a single opponent it should have been easy, but Cad Bane randomly changed where he was aiming and had a rate of fire that was simply incredible, forcing Thun to delve deeper into his connection with the Force than he ever had before in a combat situation.

His concentrating on the blaster bolts was why Thun didn't sense Cad Bane had slipped something from one of his ankles. When the object rolled onto the top of his foot, the Duros mercenary kicked it high into the air of the corridor.

Master Thun's eyes flicked to it even as his Force Precognition helped him to block more blaster bolts, grabbing it out of the air with the Force before trying to push it away. But when the flash bang grenade went off he screamed in agony, one hand coming up to cover his eye sockets, his lightsaber form faltering.

In the next instant, blaster bolts burned into Thun's body in multiple places, including one shot right through one of his large, skeletal-like eye sockets. The Given Jedi Master fell back, dead before his body hit the floor of the corridor.

Cad Bane kicked the Jedi's body to the side, one hand pulling out a glue gun, splashing it liberally over his target, who was staring at this Jedi's body in shock, even his soldier's instincts not able to overcome the shock of seeing a Jedi die. Cad was rather amused by that, after all the Jedi were merely mortal. They could be killed just as anyone else. Admittedly this is the first time I've had to kill one, but I've heard stories about Fett. If he could do it with his bare hands, I at least can do it with my blasters.

"Sorry about this," he said almost conversationally to his bounty, "but someone wants you brought in alive. Probably to make an example of you I'm guessing, but that really doesn't matter to me."

"No!" shouted a voice, and suddenly a red blast of some kind passed right where Cad Bane had just been standing. He had tossed himself backwards at the faint sound of a clang behind him and now turned, pulling out both of his handguns again. Behind him Cad saw the little Jedi padawan charging him from a nearby overhead vent, dropping down and igniting his lightsaber in one motion. The blue of the plasma blade added its own color to the dull light of the train tunnel.

Cad Bane scoffed, shaking his head even as he stood up from his crouch. The boy was a Duros like him, and while Cad didn't have any real scruples, he did somewhat dislike killing his own race. "Back off boy, your Masters dead, what do you think you're going to be able to do?"

Alecto glanced sideways at the body of his Master. Banishing his thoughts of anger and the need for vengeance he raised his lightsaber determinedly sliding into one of the beginning stances of Form three, Soresu. Such emotions would not help him here, though wiping that contemptuous sneer off his opponent's face might. The thought actually brought a grim smirk to Alecto's lips, as he held his lightsaber forward with one hand, his other held slightly back fingers outstretched. "What I have to," he said simply.

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