There was no sleep to be had for either Zara or
Marcus Rodney. In the hours following Sia's kidnapping,
the guards had continued to search throughout the planet
for her. By the time night fell, the truth was all that
they could face: Sia was gone. Zara was currently
settled at the Holonet terminal within her and her
husband's hidden layer. She had changed from the
exquisite clothing of a Duchess to the form-fitting
armor she had worn in her heyday. In a mode of extreme
paranoia, Zara had brought the bassinet into their lair.
Now, Darrus was sleeping beside her soundly where she
could *see* him. In her hands, she held a battered box.
There were tools sprawled throughout her lap...things
she hadn't used in months...all there to help her
recover Nana's last recorded moments. Zara was working
for a solution, but, as she watched the droid's files on
one of her devices, she recognized the hollow feeling
inside of her. They needed to get their daughter back.
Her head fell. Strands of her silver hair fell across
her bloodshot eyes. She began to cry out of concern for
her baby girl. It was *Luna*. *Luna* did this. The
videos only confirmed Zara's worst nightmares. Luna
didn't understand how to care for children. She imagined
Sia crying for her mommy and daddy. She was probably
starving, as Zara provided the only food source to both
twins. What would Luna do? What would Luna do to shut
her up? She hid her face behind her gloved hands. She
had allowed Luna to live too many times. This time would
be the end ... but how would she ever find her daughter?
Marcus Rodney had failed to protect his daughter,
which had kept him up the entire night in a form of
mental anguish he had never thought possible. The
remnant of the shattered Alderaan Guard had done their
best, but not a trace had been found. His wife's belief
that her sister was behind this made things all the more
difficult for his decision not to kill her had now
impacted his innocent daughter. It was all his fault. He
was seated in a window seat looking out at the vastness
of the mountains through a sky that was getting cleaner
by the day thanks to the presence of the Ithorians. It
was a view he wanted to share with his daughter, but it
seemed that it would not be possible. It came as no
surprise when a member of the guard arrived to hand him
a recording of a transmission they had received. He held
it in his hand, debating whether he should watch it
before showing it to Zara, but in the end he simply rose
from the window and began moving towards where Zara was.
"We've received a transmission. I assume it's a ransom,"
he said, in a low, raspy voice caused by exhaustion. He
moved towards her, placing an arm around her with one
hand, while handing her the disk with the other. He knew
that Sia was worth nothing to them dead, but he did not
know if they would keep her alive after they paid.
Zara shot up at his sudden arrival. She had been so
engrossed in her work. Her head was wrapped up in her
thoughts as she tried to decide how best to find Luna.
She had tried to keep track of her if only for the sake
of knowing where she was in relation to her family...
What good that had done. There were no leads. No leads
made her panic. Her eyes widened when Marcus brought her
the answer she needed right now. "A transmission." She
said. Zara didn't have the strength to watch it. She
didn't want to see Luna and Sia... Her eyes fell. They
were carrying this heavy weight together. There was no
promise Luna would return Sia, so paying the ransom
didn't matter. Luna had never planned to return Zara
after she was paid. She leaned into her love, wrapping
her arms around him while shifting so all her tools fell
to the ground. Suddenly, it all clicked. "*A
transmission*!" She yelled much more loudly than she
intended to. The slicer gasped the disk and turned to
one of several computers. She slid the disk in. "I know
how to find Sia." Her fingers were dancing quickly over
a keyboard. Line after line of coding appeared on her
screen, which she navigated through in search of the
information she *needed*. "Luna isn't smart enough to
hide her location from me... C'mon. Where is it? Where
is it?" She needed to get to her daughter quickly. Sia
needed them...and Luna needed a beat down. At last, Zara
stopped in the mess of coding where she was able to
retrieve coordinates. "Marcus! There it is! This was
only recorded thirty minutes ago. They could still be
here." She pointed out the coordinates. She sounded
desperate. Just as she was showing him, a notification
on a different device began blaring at her. An old
Kom'rk class starfighter was landing on one of the
castle landing pads. It seemed the Mandalorian had heard
of what was going on.
"What's going on?" Marcus asked, as she began yelling
and getting to work on the transmission. He did not have
her technical or slicing skills so he did not initially
pick up what was going on. "You can find them .. from
this?" he asked her, sounding a bit confused and slow on
the uptake. "I need to go there *immediately*," he told
her, but as he turned to prepare himself he could
suddenly hear a loud commotion in the corridor. "Get
down!" he shouted to Zara, as all of his concern was now
for Darrus. He moved quickly towards the bassinet where
the boy was, while his hand moved to the Model 434
blaster pistol that was strapped to his thigh.
"Let me in, damn it," El-Nay Darr snarled at the
Alderaan Guards who were getting ready to blast her. The
last time she was in the castle she had fired a rocket
that had caused considerable damage and her orange armor
was well known to everyone in the castle. "I am here at
the request of Grand Moff Rodney and his wife," she
said, as her hand moved over the DT-57 heavy blaster
pistol in her holster. Finally she was let through,
pushing through the guards until she arrived in the room
containing Marcus and Zara. As she entered, she was
confronted by the sight of Marcus and his blaster. "Gaah!"
she yelled, as she raised both of her hands defensively
in front of her head. "Everyone is so jittery," she
said, as she moved to take a look at Zara's screen.
"Hmm. Whatcha got there?" she asked, unable to make hide
nor hair of it.
Zara grasped at the blaster pistol that she had begun
to carry since Sia had gone missing. It was one way to
mentally prepare herself to the fact that she was going
to kill her sister to protect her family. Her eyes fell
on Marcus, who was prepared to protect their son. She
focused herself on the doors leading into their
quarters. Thankfully, she could hear El-Nay beyond the
doors proclaiming that it was their brother and sister
who sent her. Zara remained tense. "Our baby was
stolen!" She snapped, then quickly recoiled. It wasn't
El-Nay's fault. For once, she had no reason to drain her
spleen on the woman. Her eyes fell back on her screen as
she slowly holstered her weapon. "The way we're going to
get back our daughter. These are the coordinates to
where my *sister* sent the ransom transmission. She's
probably waiting there to see if she gets the credits or
not." Zara rose. She slammed her hand down on the
keyboard and all screens associated with her work
station went dark. She made her way over to the bassinet
where Marcus and Darrus was. She stared down at her son,
who had awoken in the ruckus of El-Nay's arrival. Her
fingers ran over his hair softly. "We have to go
together. Luna is my responsibility. Time and time
again, I've allowed her to get away with hurting us. I
can't anymore...and I won't ask you to kill her for me.
She drew herself in close to her husband. Zara couldn't
bring herself to watch the transmission.
Marcus raised his right index finger at El-Nay as if
to say 'not now'. With the orange menace momentarily at
bay his attention shifted back towards his wife.
"Wouldn't it be better if I went? Then you could stay
with Darrus," he suggested, as he attempted to convince
her not to go with him. He was concerned that the
emotional issues between Zara and her sister could spill
over, endangering Sia. This had to be handled just
right. He could see in her face that there was no way
she was not going, and that he was just wasting precious
time that could be sent recovering Sia. He closed his
eyes, extending both of his hands out from his body as
he attempted to calm everyone down ... especially
himself. "Fine, fine, fine. Let's just get going," he
said, as he turned quickly, causing his crimson cape to
fly behind him. As he neared the door he reached down,
grabbing hold of his AXM-50 and began moving with
determination through the castle. "If you want to come
then you need to keep up," he shouted over his shoulder,
his teeth clenching tightly from the anger he felt
towards those who had taken his daughter.
The idea of leaving Darrus did not sit well with
Zara. She wanted Sia back home so she could cling to her
family and *never* let go again. As torn as she was, Sia
needed her right now. Zara knew how long it had been
since her last feeding. Her poor little girl had to be
starving. Tears were fighting to escape Zara's eyes, but
she forced them away. Instead, she bent into the
bassinet and gave her baby boy a kiss. "I love you,
Darrus. Mommy and daddy will be back with your sister
very soon." To El-Nay, Zara seemed to become human. "Our
nanny droid was destroyed when they came for Sia... Can
you protect Darrus while we're gone?" She looked
*defeated* while scrambling to collect her own weapons.
She knew she'd catch up with Marcus quickly. She needed
El-Nay looked towards Marcus, and then to Zara, as
events seemed to move faster than she was prepared for.
She was about to follow Marcus towards the ship when
Zara stopped her, with news that she would be left
behind and asked to babysit. She froze for a moment,
lowering her head, and letting out a deflated sigh. She
was going to miss another battle. "Alright, your
Duchessness," she said, as she moved over towards the
bassinet where the baby was asleep. "You better hurry,"
she suggested, with a quick shift of her head. "Good
luck. Kick some ass for me," she said, but when she
looked down at the baby she quickly tensed. "Uh, I mean
kick some butt, uh, er, tushy? Hell I don't know. I mean
heck!" she said, before lowering her head again.
Everywhere she went there were impressionable youth. Her
vocabulary would need a dramatic overhaul.
Reluctance built up inside of Zara. What if someone
took Darrus from them while she was away? What if El-Nay
accidently hurt him? She bit her lower lip and debated
having El-Nay go in her place. "Thanks..." She said,
looking down at her son one more time. She forced
herself to turn around and run after Marcus...
"We're almost there." Zara said from the copilot's
seat. She was worried about her family. She couldn't
stop thinking about all the ways Luna could have hurt
Sia. Neither her nor Marcus had ever been away from one
of their children for so long. It was wearing on *both*
of them. One of her hands had remained rested on his arm
throughout the entire flight. As the Nerf Herder exited
hyperspace just outside of a M-Class Luxury Liner. She
looked confused at first. After triple checking the
coordinates, she discovered that this was the right
place. There was a lit up sign visible on the edge of
the luxury liner reading 'Red Garto Casino'. Zara's
anger began to bubble and boil. Luna had taken her
perfect little girl to a place like this!? Zara grasped
her helmet and put it on her head. "We're going to get
her now." She squeezed his arm. As difficult as this
ordeal was, it was made easier by him being with her
through it all.
Marcus sat at the controls of the G-1A starfighter
Nerf Herder as they traveled towards the Red Garto
Casino to retrieve their daughter. "This was an
interesting choice to take her. There's going to be a
lot of people," he warned her, as he began guiding them
towards the hangar bay. "Once we're on board, how do we
find her?" he asked, as he slowly landed the ship in the
expansive hangar bay that was filled with transports and
starfighters of every variety. When the landing sequence
completed he began to check over his weapons, but he was
concerned about what would be safe to use with their
daughter in the vicinity. He would not put it past them
to use her as a human shield. "We need to get her," he
said, as she squeezed his arm. He needed his family back
together. He needed his family to be safe.
His question was one she wasn't sure how to answer.
Zara had not considered the possibility that Luna would,
boldly, bring her daughter someplace so public when
there was a convenient cage inside of her and Petrus'
ship. "The seeker droids. We'll send them in first. We
need to know how many people are in there, and where
exactly Luna is holding Sia." Her voice cracked. Her
heart wasn't whole without their daughter. She wanted
nothing more than to rain kisses down on her baby girl
and tickle her tummy until she squeed. Zara moved
towards the back of his ship to activate all three
droids. "Give us some eyes into this casino." She told
the droids as she sent them off down into the hangar.
She met back up with Marcus to watch the feed. "We're
going to get her. We *have* to get her. After we go
home, we're going to increase security around the castle
and I'll make some additions to our nanny droid. This
will *never* happen again." She told him. Luna had
finally killed off the last of Zara's love for her.
Petrus Flosgermen was sitting in the corner of their
cabin aboard the Red Garto Casino. He had not slept
either, but for a decidedly different reason. "Oh can't
you shup that baby up?" he asked her, as the child had
been screaming all night long. *All night*. Any thought
he had of having children quickly went out the viewport
after one night with his niece. "Maybe if you had
grabbed the right one we'd have a little peace. She
takes after her mother. Never stops," he complained, as
he brought his hand up to the side of his head to rub
his temple. "I need a drink," he complained, as he rose
to his feet and began to pace around the cabin. "Why
haven't they replied yet? Where's our money?" he asked,
as he was suddenly in the mood to blame Luna for
everything that was going wrong. The incessant wailing
of the baby was sending a shrill sensation down his
spine ... he could not take much more.
"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" Luna Flosgermen yelled
at the baby. On paper, this had seemed like a great
idea. Steal the future Duke, demand a ridiculous amount
of credits, and then dump the baby somewhere to make
Zara suffer more. In reality, the baby had not stopped
screaming since Luna picked her up in the castle. She
had tried *everything* to silence the baby. In all of
her efforts, she had discovered that she had nabbed the
wrong baby. This was her *niece*, not her nephew. The
tension between Petrus and Luna was growing as neither
had slept. Luna's ears ached. Her lack of any maternal
skills was showing. "You didn't know which was the right
one either!" Luna snapped. She was pacing the room. Her
niece was laying on their bed with tears rolling down
her cheeks continuing to cry. It was those cries that
would attract Marcus's seeker droids and give up their
Luna grasped at her short hair and pulled it. " I
don't know! Go get a drink! Get *me* a drink! Ask around
and see if there are any baby sitters. I can't take this
kid anymore." She paused, leaning over the bed. "Shut
Marcus raised his left forearm and brought his right
hand across to activate the control panel of his trio of
seeker droids. The group surged from the inside of the
Nerf Herder and began to fan out through the corridors
of the Red Garto Casino. On the terminal in front of
them each of the camera feeds began to appear along with
the structural plans of the ship. "If she's here ... the
droids will find her," he vowed to Zara, as he watched
them do their work. "Wait! Listen to that!" he shouted,
as he heard the sound of a baby screaming on one of the
feeds. He quickly made an adjustment on his control
panel to focus the other two droids in on that location
to attempt and triangulate where the sound was coming
from. "Do you ... do you think that could be our girl?"
he asked Zara, unsure of whether or not this was the
kind of place one would bring a baby.
Over the camera feeds, Zara watched with growing
anticipation. She feared if Sia was not here. She had
never placed any sort of tracking devices on Luna's
vessel. If Sia wasn't here ... would they ever get her
back? Pain spread throughout her body at such a horrible
thought. She wished she could break down and cry and
scream on the floor of the Nerf Herder. Keeping it
together was difficult...especially when she heard
crying. It was a cry unlike anything she had ever heard
from Sia. Regardless, it still sounded like her. Her
body began to panic as she heard the distress of their
daughter. "It's her. It's Sia!" Zara exclaimed with a
sharp sniff. She hovered closely to Marcus while the
droids worked to triangulate the sound. To her relief,
they were successful. "We gotta go *now*. Zara insisted.
Sia seemed to be away from the main area of the casino
in some private area. She was already halfway down the
ramp when she stopped to wait for her husband. They were
so close to being reunited with their baby.
"Zara! Wait!" Marcus shouted, as he chased after his
wife to prevent her from rushing in. "Just because we
know where she is doesn't mean we can knock on the door,
walk in, and pick her up," he reminded her, emphasizing
with her desire to get their daughter back as quickly as
possible. "They have her. They're armed. And they won't
hesitate to harm her if they feel cornered," he
explained to her, as he reached out to grasp his helmet
and place it upon his head. "We need a plan, or we won't
get Sia back," he told her, frowning from beneath his
helmet. "Now, think, Zara. How can we get past the door
without explosives?" he asked her, as he reached up and
touched her shoulders in order to calm her down and get
her to focus.
He was right. Retrieving Sia wasn't going to come
easy. Beneath her helmet, she let out a sigh and
refocused herself. They had to get in without the use of
explosives. Smoke bombs and flash grenades weren't an
option either. "Um. I saw bartender droids on the feed.
We can use them to create a diversion near where they
are hiding...-" Zara stopped talking suddenly, focusing
on a plaque in the hangar bay. It bore the name of the
establishment followed by its owners. "Luna co-owns this
place. The only language she understands is credits. We
can draw them out with a destructive bar brawl." She
"A bar brawl!?" Marcus exclaimed, in disbelief, as a
smile came upon his face beneath his helmet. "I haven't
been in a bar brawl since..." he began, but then stopped
himself, as that was not a story his wife would want to
hear ... especially at a time like this. "Alright. Let's
trash their bar," he said, as he raised his AXM-50
"Blast and Smash" and continued down to the surface of
the hangar. As he looked around he spotted aliens from
across the galaxy and the tactical overlay was
identifying multiple targets with considerable bounties.
He could have made a killing if he were not there for
his daughter. Moving through the corridors he eventually
made his way towards the bar, and as he stepped forward
the weapons detector obviously went off. "Pardon the
interruption," he said, with a smirk and a snicker,
before raising his weapon and firing off a projectile at
the bar. The droids attempted to get out of the way but
when the projectile impacted countless expensive bottles
of alcohol were destroyed and debris was sent
everywhere, causing the patrons who were sober enough to
flee to flee. "They should be leaving soon," he told
Zara over the comm, while programming his droids to
monitor the room where the diabolical duo was holding
She hoped this plan worked and didn't further
endanger their daughter. Zara clutched her blaster rifle
with one hand while adjusting her helmet with the other.
She walked at Marcus' side with the intent of ripping
the casino in half to get her daughter back. Only once
Marcus moved towards the bar did Zara split off with
him, instead deciding to unload on a row of occupied
casino games. Chaos had instantly erupted in the
casino-bar. People were screaming and flooding towards
the hangar. Those who were too drunk to understand what
was going on remained and attempted to fight. "Then we
should make sure to do as much damage as possible before
they come out." She whipped around, shooting at a rather
drunk male Lasat as he ran towards Marcus.
The crying was making Luna want to cry. She let out
an annoyed scream. "Make it stop!" She yelled at Petrus.
"The credits aren't worth it! Just make it stop!" Luna's
pleading was met with the sound of people screaming
inside of the Red Garto. "A fight!?" She said, perking
up. "Let's go, let's go, let's go!" Her hands collided
with Petrus' back as she pushed him towards the door.
"Hurry! We're missing all the fun!" Thanks to Sia, she
didn't need to tell him twice. No one wanted to be
inside of the room with her anymore. Luna took off as
soon as the door was opened. She joined the bar brawl.
"Hey bitch! Stop fucking up my bar!" She said as she
jumped on Zara's back.
Petrus grabbed hold of his red helmet and placed it
upon his head, before moving to grab his TL-50 heavy
repeater, and exited his cabin to move towards the bar.
*Finally* there would be some action, as he had been
forced to be on his best behavior for far too long.
After being pushed into the corridor Luna surged
forward, much faster than he could keep up with. "Luna,
wait!" he yelled, but in vain, as she was already gone.
By the time he arrived Luna was already on Zara's back,
losing control of the situation. He turned, spying
Marcus Rodney in his bounty hunter attire ... they had
been found out ... again. He raised his repeating
blaster and began firing off the hip, tearing apart
tables, and gunning down countless fleeing patrons.
"Zara!" Marcus yelled over the comm, when he saw her
and Luna begin to clash. He was about to rush to her aid
when Petrus began opening fire with his repeater. He
leaped over the bar as the patrons began dropping around
him. As he took cover with his back to the bar, he began
reading his weapon for a counterattack. Meanwhile, he
programmed the droids to enter the room where Sia was
being kept, and fortunately they were able to locate
her. From what he could tell in his video feed she
seemed to be okay. He was thankful for that. As he rose
from behind the bar he raised his weapon and quickly
pulled back on the trigger to unleash another projectile
in the direction of Petrus. With one eye he was locked
onto the hunter, while with the other he was receiving a
live feed of his daughter.
They had successfully drawn Luna *and* Petrus away
from their cabin. Zara almost felt relieved when Luna
jumped on her, but the woman wrapped her arms around
Zara's neck and immediately constricted her breathing.
She sucked in a breath, stepping backwards to slam Luna
into one of the casino games. "M..Marcus!" Zara repeated
the process. "L.. let go!" She yelled. The third time
she slammed her sister into the game, the woman
released. Zara whipped around. She was breathing
heavily. Luna had made her so angry. She had dared to
creep back into her life months ago under the rouse that
she wanted to be family again. She kidnapped her. She
kidnapped her sweet, baby girl. Now it was time for Zara
to see that it never happened again. "Is Sia safe?" She
spoke over the comm despite the fact that her husband
was engaged with the behemoth.
Luna fell to the ground after having sustained
injuries to her back. "Bitch!" She growled, reaching
behind her to slid out both of her vibrorapiers from the
sheathes on her back. "I'm going to kill you. I'm going
to kill your husband. When I'm done with him, I'll kill
your daughter too!" She charged Zara with her swords.
Luna had complete faith in her Demon. Petrus could
easily take care of the over privileged royal brat.
Petrus was so preoccupied with unleashing a barrage
from his repeater that he was not prepared for the
single projectile launched by Marcus. Unceremoniously,
he threw himself forward, slamming himself onto the
ground as the projectile sailed over him. When it
impacted the explosion sent a torrent of debris raining
down upon him. "No more weapons, Nerf Herder. Show me
what you have," he said, as he rose back up to his feet
without his rifle. He then began surging forward towards
the bar where the old bounty hunter had taken cover.
"You had your day, old man ... but it's my day now," he
told him, as he threw the first punch, directly at
Although Marcus wanted to be rid of Petrus and
reclaim his daughter, there was still a code he lived
by, and when Petrus approached him unarmed he felt he
had no choice but to discard his weapon. The first blow
was well chosen by Petrus, as he cracked a rib and
caused him to take in a sudden gasp of air. In his next
motion he leapt forward over the bar, clenching his hand
into a fist and throwing it at Petrus' sternum. Both men
were wearing helmets that were so reinforced that a
punch to either's head would likely do more damage to
their own hands than one another. They began fighting
their way through the bar, knocking over tables and
chairs, as they exchanged body blows, and knee lifts.
The fight between Zara and Luna grew much more
serious once Luna had unsheathed her swords. It forced
Zara into a defensive position. She began to back away
from her sister, grasping at her belt for a small piece
of metal. She whipped it to the side, causing it to
extend into a staff. It was a weapon she didn't often
rely on, but it was necessary against Luna's
vibrorapiers. As if to make matters worse, Zara spotted
Luna's black and white cat droid lazily approaching its
owner. With a clash, Luna and Zara collided. The Duchess
said nothing to her sister. She was entirely focused on
defeated her, reclaiming her daughter, and getting away
from this terrible place. Zara could see that each
strike that connected with the staff was quickly
destroying the metal. She wouldn't have it for much
longer. The next time Luna's blades hit her staff, she
stepped forward and kicked her sister in the stomach
with her boot.
All the recent down time had made Luna *very* strong.
Day in and day out, she and Petrus were forced to watch
pricy bounties gallivant in and out of their primary
source of income. They could do *nothing* about it. She
had so much pent up inside of her that she was using
against her sister. "I can't believe you, Zara." She
growled. "A Duchess on an Imperial controlled planet?
Dad would hate you even more than I do!" She jabbed her
swords at her sister. Her cat droid began to near them.
"I thought it was pathetic enough that you released a
porno with someone's sloppy seconds. *But no*. You gotta
go piss on all the work Dad did." It was Luna's emotions
that would ultimately make her lose the battle. They had
already provided Zara with an opening that made her fall
to the ground. She quickly recovered. She performed a
quick side kick which collided with her sister's ankles
and made her fall to the ground. From there, Luna was
quickly on top of her. "Blow her up!" She demanded of
As Marcus battled Petrus on the other side of the bar
he was beginning to wonder whether or not Petrus was
right about him becoming 'old'. Married life,
fatherhood, and the failed infiltration of the Imperial
garrison on Delaya had all served to weaken him. His
heart was racing, and despite the fact his suit was
environmentally controlled the sweat was beginning to
pour off him. He was no longer fighting for himself,
however ... he was fighting for Sia. When a blow
connected with his stomach he placed his hands on his
knees and gasped for air, momentarily staggering. He was
feeling light headed and he knew he could not take much
more. And so he rushed towards Petrus, attempting to
drive him directly in front of the support columns with
the last of his strength.
"Give it up, old man. I don't want to kill you. I
just want to bankrupt you," Petrus said, after
delivering what he hoped was a crippling blow to the
man's midsection. But the reaction he got was one he did
not expect, and he soon felt himself lifted off the
ground and being slammed into one of the supporting
columns. The force Marcus used, combined with the
strength of his armor caused the column to snap in two.
As he crashed through the column he fell to the ground,
with Marcus quickly coming down upon him. Without the
column to support the bulkhead above them, a large piece
of durasteel broke loose and crashed down upon them, and
revealing the upper level through a newly formed opening
in the ceiling.
Zara witnessed Petrus punch her husband in the
stomach. "Marcus!" She cried out. Petrus was a large
man. She could only imagine how much power was behind
his punches. She didn't get the opportunity to help out
like she wanted, because Luna had taken her to the
ground and immediately began disarming her. The cat was
coming closer. Time was running out.
"You were always such a little brat!" Luna continued
on her tirade from the ground. "Mom and dad never wanted
you. You were just some oops baby they had." She
revealed all the while forcefully yanking Zara's helmet
from her face. Her sister was clawing at her and
fighting back. "That's why I had to spend my time taking
care of you! Everything was always about you and your
brother!" She grasped Zara's head with both shaking,
vicious hands. She pounded her sister's head into the
ground. "I'm so sick and *tired* of it...*always being
about you*!" Her last words were made all the more
meaningful by the way she continued to clobber Zara's
head into the ground.
Luna had broken Zara's heart time and time again. All
the memories she had of her sister seemed to have been
tainted. Zara could never remember growing up like Luna
did. It hurt...but it didn't give her sister an excuse.
The woman had exposed her face, but she was too focused
on Sia to care if anyone saw who she was. Somehow, Luna
gained the upper hand in their fight. Each time the back
of her head collided with the ground, Zara let out a
little whimper. She wasn't as good at this as she had
once been. "S-stop..." She coughed. Momentarily, she
thought she could hear Sia crying in the back of her
mind. She *needed* her mommy and daddy. She needed them
*now*. Zara let out a scream. She rolled her hand into a
fist. Even with her limited weight behind it, Luna felt
it when Zara's fist collided with her nose. It broke
upon impact, and gave Zara the chance to roll. On top of
Luna, she grasped at her small, vibroblade knife at her
belt. She didn't think twice, she simply began to
viciously stab her sister. "I can't take this anymore,
Luna!" She screamed. All Zara could see was red. There
was a rushing sound in her ears. She didn't even hear
when part of the durasteel crashed down on her husband.
For minutes, she was entirely focused on the act of
making her sister pay a severe price. When the clouds of
bloodlust cleared, Luna looked as if she might really be
dead. In a daze, Zara stood. She grabbed her helmet and
placed it on her head, then stumbled over to the
durasteel. "Marcus?!" She called out to him over the
comm, grasping the durasteel and pulling on it with all
of her might. The front of her armor was *covered* in
the blood of her sister. "Marcus!!"
When the durasteel was removed Marcus' unconscious
body was discovered, but there was no sign of Petrus.
The old bounty hunter had nearly given his life to drive
off the young one long enough for Sia to be rescued.
Gradually he came around, but unfortunately the blow to
his head had him seeing double. "Get Sia," he said to
Zara, weakly, as he began to claw his way off the ground
into a pushup position. "Don't ... don't worry about me
... get her," he begged of her, before rolling over onto
his back and laying back down. He had no idea what
happened with Petrus or Luna, but he did not want to
take any chances or risk any delay. He was coughing up
blood beneath his helmet, but he was alive, and from the
live feed in his helmet he was able to determine that
Sia was too. "Follow the droids," he told her, as he lay
there, trying to collect himself. Beneath his helmet he
was starting to smile ... he still had *it*.
As soon as his body was revealed, Zara dropped to her
knees in front of him. She needed to know he was still
breathing before she went to get their daughter.
"Marcus! Are you okay!?" Beneath her helmet, she was
crying. They had been living in absolute hell since Sia
had been taken. It was catching up with her after
murdering her sister and finding her husband like this.
"Just stay here.. I'll be back for you ... with Sia." As
badly as she wanted to stay with him, they both knew
that there was someone who needed her even more than
Marcus. Zara took off after the seeker droids. They led
her into the cabin where her precious daughter lay
crying on the bed. "Sia!" Zara cried. She picked up her
baby girl. "Sia... Oh, my Sia. Mommy's here. Mommy's
here!" She removed her helmet. Once she had, their
daughter stopped crying. "My poor little girl.." Zara
wiped away tears from Sia's cute, chubby cheeks. "It's
all okay. We're going to get Daddy and go home."
Zara hugged Sia to her on the way back towards the
bar. She kissed her over and over again, showering her
daughter with her undying love. She was moving much more
carefully with their precious daughter in her arms. She
crouched down beside Marcus. "She's safe..." The words
were relieving to say. The one-ton pound of stress
slowly lifted from her. "Look. It's daddy! He came to
rescue his princess too." Zara was crying.
The time Zara was away felt like an eternity. When
she finally returned with Sia he began to cry tears of
relief from beneath his helmet. He reached up towards
her, still weakened, as he attempted to caress his
daughter's face with his soiled gloves. "Let's go home,"
he pleaded with Zara, as he pressed his hand on the
ground and began to push himself up. As he stood he
suddenly felt very dizzy, which caused him to
momentarily stagger, but he soon collected himself. He
looked over towards Luna, who was covered in blood, and
down into the rubble that was covering Petrus, and
assumed neither of them would bother them again. Placing
his arm around Zara both for affection and support he
began to lead his family back towards the hangar bay. "Heh.
First bar fight since I met you. ...and I thought you
had me behaving," he teased her, as he slowly walked
towards the ship with her. "I think you'd better fly,"
he added, as he used his free hand to press against his
side where he was convinced damage had been done.
Perhaps he would need a stint in a bacta tank when they
got back, but at last his family was intact again.