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Joren and Dono finished moving the last of the crates up the loading ramp of the Darq Dreams. Even with the help of levitation discs, it took them longer to load their newly liberated cargo back onto the ship. Joren was glad to be done with the task, because something just didn’t feel right, this whole thing was just too easy.

Joren can hear the sounds of distant footsteps coming closer, and through the Force, he feels the presence of someone which confirms that his fears were founded. Within moments, Kenso himself made his way into the loading dock with over a dozen men. 

“It’s over boys, you’re mine.” Kenso said with a sneer. “Why don’t you just bring my product back down here, and maybe you and your Mando dog might live to see another day.”

“I don’t think so Kenso, we’re taking our cargo and leaving, and there isn’t a kriffing thing you can do about it.” Joren snarled defiantly.

“Oh, you may want to rethink that. I can’t make you’re life a living hell, Joren. You don’t want to stand against me boy, you may live to regret it.” Kenso said, his grin never wavering.

“What are you going to do? Kill me? It’s not going to happen. Let’s go Dono.” Joren said as he motioned for his friend to follow him into the safety of the ship.

“No, you misunderstand me. I’m not going to kill you, Joren. Normally, I’d slowly torture someone you care about until they begged me to kill them, then, when I’m satisfied that they’ve suffered enough, I’d grant their wish. But you have nothing I want. You don’t even have anyone for me to take from you. So instead, I have to get more creative in my retribution. I had to chose to take something…or someone, from one of your friends.” Kenso laughs.

“Whatever you’re planning…”Joren started before getting cut off.

“Again! You misunderstand me. It isn’t what I’m going to do. It’s already done.” Kenso snarled. “Take them.” He orders his men who open fire on the ship. Dono returned fire first, followed by Joren. However, Joren did not fire at Kenso’s goons. He knew that he had a rare opportunity to take out someone who had caused him and his friends nothing but torment for years. This was a rare opportunity to eliminate a man who would surely kill him, as well as his crew…if not now, at some time in the not so distant future. So Joren drew his blaster on Kenso and fired a single blaster bolt, hitting him square in the neck. 

“Go!” Joren called to Nyna, who was piloting the Dreams. At his work she fired up the repulsorlifts and took off, launching the Dreams skyward and away from the Kath’s compound.

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After their escape from the Kath’s compound, Joren and his friends debated their next move. They knew that they needed to get off of Nar Shaddaa, but they also knew that they couldn’t just leave. They needed fuel and supplies for the voyage, and thus they decided that they would first go to Kelsa’s family home to get what they needed, and then they would leave the Smuggler’s Moon. 

However, from the moment that they set a course for the Sila family estate, they knew that something was very wrong. They could see the smoke from several miles away.

“Nyna…” Joren said to his friend, concern in his voice, urging her to hurry.

“I know.” She said as she moved the ship as fast as she could in sub safely maneuver the Dreams in sub orbit.

Within moments, the Dreams touched down on the landing pad of the Sila family estate, and what they saw horrified them. The estate was in ruins, it was as if an army had descended on the homestead and unleashed an unrelenting attack. As the ramp lowered, Joren motioned for Nyna to keep Kelsa on the ship, however, before Nyna could react, Kelsa rushed off the ship into the remains of her home.

“Kelsa!” Joren called after her.

“Vod’ika, go.” Dono said. As Joren ran down the ramp after Kelsa, Dono was right behind him.

As they entered the main chamber of Kelsa’s home, they found the first victim of the Kath’s rage: the housemaid Dresa. From the looks of things, her end had come quick, and for that Joren was grateful. The sight of the woman who had been like a mother to her dead on the floor sent had Kelsa into a panic. She began running from room to room calling for her father.

“Father!” She cried out in hysterics as she made her way blindly through the house. When she made her way into her father’s personal chambers, she cried out. Her cry was that of a wounded animal. Though Joren could feel her pain in the Force, he didn’t need the Force to tell him what had just happened. He stepped into the room behind Kelsa and embraced her with a half hug, and then began to pull her out of the room, and away from the corpse of her father, which was still smoldering from blaster fire.

Then Joren felt something else…they were not alone in the house. 

“We’ve got to go.” Joren said as he pulled her fully out of the room. 

Within moments, his intuition was confirmed. A group of Kaths emerged from a nearby room and immediately opened fire on Joren and Kelsa. Joren released his hold on Kelsa and reached for his blaster, returning fire as he urged Kelsa back toward the landing pad. They raced back toward the main chamber toward Dono, who had been investigating another nearby room when he heard the blaster fire. As Kelsa and Joren ran toward him, Dono began firing at the pursuing Kaths.

“Let’s go!” Joren yelled as he turned to return fire. To his surprise, it wasn’t just Kaths that were chasing them, but members of the Nar Shaddaa security force. Though he knew that NarSec was corrupt, he never would have dreamed in a million years that they would actually be working with the Kaths.

	Joren, Dono, and Kelsa race back up to the landing pad to the Dreams, with the Kaths and their “friends” in hot pursuit. As Joren and Dono back up the ramp, firing at their pursuers, Joren taps into the Force, and sends several of the Kaths flying backward with a Force push. Though Kelsa didn’t see the maneuver, Dono looked sideways to his friend, not entirely sure if he had seen what he thought he saw, or if him mind was playing tricks on him. He just fired several more shots before yelling back to Nyna, who is going through the preflight checklist.

“No time! Get us out of here now!” Dono yelled as the ramp latched shut.

Nyna cursed to herself as she fired up the repulsor lifts, even as the Kaths and NarSec continued firing on the Dreams as she lifted off, making for the void of open space.