Star Wars: Age of Peace-Chapter 2: Attack on the Jedi Temple

"Me-sa thinkin' me-sa heard sometin'," said the Malewa. "Me-sa feelin' cold."

"You'sa no feelin' dat?" Malewa asked. "Is-sa like a bunch a people screamin'."

"What should we-sa do?" asked Malewa. "What'sa you thikin' dis meanin'?"

"It means we're gonna have more than a couple of dead Jedi in a few minutes," came a voice from the shadows followed by the sound of several lightsabers igniting.
The room filled with a deep red and the two Jedi reeled back in surprise igniting their own sabers. Awoken by the dim light, the other Jedi began to rise from their sleep.
"Sith," whimpered the Gungan.

In the front of the temple, Deveste and his small army were waiting outside the doors. Deveste looked up at the temple, then back down at the door. He ignited his Red and Purple sabers and stabs them into the door, carving a way inside.
"And here... we... go," the door fell of the hinges and the Sith troops ignited their sabers and rushed inside.
Deveste, Adam, Bolts, and Zufyz walked casually inside, sadistic smiles painted on their faces.
"My scanners indicate that the Jedi--" X13 began.
"I don't need your scanners," said Deveste. "I can sense her. Frey..."
Deveste smiled.

The padawan Sith and the Adam clones charged the Jedi in the main hall as Liib ran up to check on the padawans who were in the midst of an aggressive fight. Lightsabers clashed and cries of fear and pain shouted through the corridors. Liib entered to see Malewa and Saren and the other padawans in a fight for their lives. He ignited his lightsaber and joined the battle, striking down a few of the weaker Sith as he tried to hurry the padawans out of the room. Malewa and Saren were able to maneuver out of the room and down the hall as Liib continued to fight off the young Sith.

"Adam," Deveste said to the brute standing behind him. "Kill any younglings who try to escape. Zufyz and Bolts, hold off the Masters, but leave Frey to me."
Deveste wondered off into the battle, avoiding the flailing lightsabers as he scanned the room for his old master. Adam ignited his saber and headed for the stairs leading up to the padawan's room. Zufyz and X13 joined the battle with the troops seeking out opponents that looked to be too much for them to handle.

"Out of the way, you overgrown slug," Deveste cried, raising his hand.
Blue bolts of lightning sparked out of his finger tips. The lightning overcame the Hutt and as he did this, Deveste used to force to push the Jedi Master aside and continued his stride towards Frey.

Deveste's lips curled into a smile feeling the hate of his old master. He held up one of his sabers and blocked Frey's attack. He swung with his second saber, but his old master was too quick and blocked the strike. The two clashed in a dance of sparks as their lightsabers clashed.

Adam waited at the bottom of the stairs and leapt out at an unsuspecting Malewa and Saren as they reached the bottom of the flight. Malewa shrieked and blocked the oncoming attack with his blade. Adam's piercing red eyes and heavy breathing sent a chill down the gungan's spine as they prepared to fight.

Liib continued holding off the younger Sith at the top of the stairs. His yellow saber lighting up the room with every clash. Though not akin to violence, Liib wasn't about to let his padawans die and would rather strike down the Sith apprentices than watch his own die.

RS-X13 walked up in front of the slowly recovering Hutt and readied his saber. "A Hutt Jedi? A peculiar breed indeed," the droid said. "I will enjoy skinning you like a bantha."

Zufyz cut his way through the Jedi fighters and eventually came to face Jedi Master Torn. The Wookiee let out a roar cry and charged the Jedi. Torn blocked his attack and went in for a counter strike. The Wookiee dodged and the two began to fight.

Condrez walked in and took a seat beside the two Twi'leks.
"Nubb's got a plan to get the ship we need," the Nautolan said. "The three of us are gonna sneak in their tonight and get the codes to the ship from one of the captains in the bunks. Then we're gonna sneak into the ship and take off. Nubb's gonna cover our asses if we get into trouble."

"Because the piece of scrap metal you're currently seated in belongs to Nubb and only holds a crew of about four people," Condrez explained, annoyed. "In order for me to continue my raping and pillaging of the galaxies innocents I need a real crew. And in order to house a real crew, I need a ship that can comfortably house a large crew of men, preferably something in the double digit zone."

"As it just so happens I may be in the market for one," Condrez said with a wink.

"<We're going to get as close to the space station as we can without setting off their scanners,>" said the Ewok. "<You three are gonna have to go out there in the space suits pretty soon.>"

"As soon as we've acquired my new ship you can come back to my quarters for some much deserved "stretching"," the Nautolan flirted.
"<Condrez!>" shouted the Ewok, coming into the cockpit. "<Stop flirting with the Twi'lek and get your space suits on, you Gamorrean.>"
"Alright, alright," said Condrez. "I'll just take Thags here to change into his suit. Those things can be pretty tight sometimes. He might need some help sliding into it."
"<You disgust me, pirate,>" said the Ewok. "<Just get changed and keep your fingers in the gloves and away from the Twi'lek's posterior.>"
"Killjoy," said the Nautolan.

"Oh, Master Frey, you make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside," said Deveste, sarcastically.
He blocked one of her attacks and sent her flying across the room with the Force. He leapt after her and swung his blade towards her, but she was quick enough to reboil and block the attack.
"I'm going to carve you into little pieces," Deveste said. "Just like I carved up your favorite little padawan."

"You're angry," said Deveste. "I can feel it."
He swung his blade again and again going through all the motions of advenced lightsaber combat.
"You fight exactly how I remember," Deveste said with a smile. "Every move timed exactly how you showed me."