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    Destinies: Fury [completed]

    Mommy's coming.

    Lilaena De'Ville was not piloting her ship, the Sith Infiltrator Revenge on this trip to Coruscant. She had a legally bought yacht that boasted modest speed and all the comforts of home. There were two cabins, and one was already decorated in blues with some books and toys that might interest a small boy.

    She'd given up her son for almost five years now. Her heart couldn't bear the strain of being away from him. Darven, dear Darven, had taken Jax at her request, taken him to Arcan IV and the Jedi. She'd felt that her newborn son would be safer there. And after all that had happened to Jax in the few months he'd lived on Vjun among the Hand, she had been right. Vjun was no place for a child.

    But on Onderon...

    No matter where she was, Jax was her son, and he belonged with her! Pierce (the name was a curse in her thoughts) was probably brainwashing him against his mother. She hoped that her ex-husband was not. Hoped that Pierce still felt...

    Still felt what? Vice Director of Imperial Intelligence Pierce Alexander Tondry had shown his true colors three years ago on Chandrila. He had possibly never felt anything for her. She'd been used, cruelly, and would not make the mistake of letting her emotions get in the way of reason. Not again.

    The Damselfly settled onto a docking platform, and Lilaena unbuckled herself. She was wearing a non-descript outfit, and her hair was a bit longer than usual, and tied up in a scarf. Once the yacht was secured, she quickly hailed a cab. Once at the rendevous point with Xilarian and Shadana and their apprentices she could relax a little.

    Hold on baby... She bent her thoughts towards Jax, little Jax, who was barely five years old.

    Mommy's coming.



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    In a small cafe near the Jedi Order, Silus was checking his chrono. He had arrived before De'Ville, partially because of purposefully different departures, and for the simple fact that his ship was faster. Of course, he wasnt piloting the Dragon on this particular day. A ship of that magnitude wasnt exactly what he would consider incognito. Instead, he had bought himself a small courier ship of his own, and had spent the last week watching his droids tweak the engines for superior performance. It wasnt the fastest thing he'd ever flown, but he surmised that it would do for this occasion.

    Absently, his fingers tapped a quiet rhythm on the table in utter boredom. He wasn't exactly sure when the others would arrive, but he knew it would be at least a little longer. The sun had only just set.

    Taking a moment from his finger tapping, Silus scratched at his chin, where a newly grown goatee was causing him some minor irritation. This wasn't, of course, part of some fool proof disguise, but more or less an attempt at something he didnt feel was too important. De'Ville wanted him to change his looks somewhat for the event, so he stopped shaving for awhile. Kind of a 'two birds without throwing a stone' type deal.

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    Daria too had made the effort that De’Ville had asked of them and was feeling slightly awkward for it. A few stray tresses of red hair were visible, but most were tucked beneath the black bucket-hat she wore. In black cargo pants and a white spaghetti-strap top, she didn’t only look different – she felt different. It was a far cry from the velvet cloaks and leather armour she was used to. If anything, she felt vulnerable. She was still armed, but only barely, with a couple of stiletto blades slipped onto her boot sheaths. At least she looked more convincing than Silus. The doz’rah smiled slightly, a sort of uneasy, nervous smile.

    “Not long now?”

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    With a long suffering sigh, Razielle set out on the latest business of her new little "family". It was all well and fine to set up an abduction, but the need to somewhat tone down her identity was the present cause of her ire. To be blunt - she liked the way she dressed and to change anything was to take a step backward into sloppy. Still, it was only temporary and she had a job to do. She and her young apprentice, Han had arrived on first class transportation, then stayed the night at a rather posh hotel. They would be leaving on another ship with members of the Circle anyways, so she hadn't bothered to purchase a new vessel.

    Razielle waited with patience for the toxic light of day to flee her presence. Only then, set out to meet her other contacts. Her apprentice remained at the hotel until she required his annoying presence. Raz arrived at the cafe clad in black thigh highs & boots, a short grey pleated skirt and black tank top. Her hair swung in a pony tail that reached her waist. Her glowing violet eyes were a dead give away at her nature, so she had them covered with sporty shades.

    Spotting Silus, she slid into a chair near him. She hadn't met the red head before, but she looked capable enough. Dismissing the waitress with a blank stare over the rim of her shades, Razielle spoke. "Mornin' guys and dolls. " It was a deliberately casual comment, so unlike her normal flowery speech. Really quite laughable..

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    It was a short trip by taxi to the late night diner where the others would be. As De'Ville tipped the driver she could see the towering 'scraper that housed the Jedi Temple. In the twilight it was framed majestically, and lights were beginning to click on. Which of those windows held her son? He would already be down for the night.

    She'd done some preliminary research, Pierce was still on the planet. He was not quite as secretive as he used to be, his Jedi training kept him tethered on Coruscant more often than not. And he wouldn't leave Jax alone for long. She wondered how the little whisperkit was doing, and absently fingered a slim control box in her pocket.

    Entering the diner, Lilaena walked to the table that held her three companions. She hadn't really met Daria before, other than knowing who she was, but Silus said she was up for it, and so she believed him. Plus the red-head had some... special powers that the Jedi would not be expecting.

    With an effort Lilaena took her hand out of her pocket and away from the device. "Hi, all." She looked at Raizelle, "Where's the kid?"

    "Left him in th' hotel. I'll pick him up later." The Vampyre was enjoying 'slumming,' as long as it didn't have to go on too long.

    De'Ville nodded, the kid would just get in the way in the diner. "As long as he can be ready to go in an hour." Razielle matched De'Ville's nod, a look of annoyance at the thought of her young apprentice crossing her near-perfect features.

    Lilaena leaned on the table as the waitress dropped off four cups of caf. "Well, we made it. Anyone wanting to back out? Or should we just continue with the plan, and leave such a mark on the Order that it will take years for them to recover?"

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    "Well, now that you mention it, we could back out."

    Under the table, a foot hit Silus' leg roughly. He was about to become vocal on the matter, but the simple fact was, he was sitting at a table with three women. The foot could have belonged to anyone.

    "But, you know, we got all dressed up. May as well hang out for a bit."

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    In a bed, in a room, on one of the mid-range tiers of the Jedi Order Living Quarters, Jax Tondry shifted and woke himself up.

    The young boy jerked upright, but seeing no movement, relaxed. Then he scanned the room. Something seemed very familiar about it.

    Eventually it came to him that this was his room, where he slept. The stark and long shadows shrank into the shaded sides of familiar objects in a moment of perceptual adjustment, and Jax knew right where he was.

    Still, something about the room didn't seem right.

    TR-9700 wasn't there. That had to be it.

    "TR?" he called softly. "TR, c'mere!"

    A short jingling sounded from out in the hallway, precursor to the bundle of fur that flashed through the open door and into bed. Jax felt something wet licking his face and giggled without meaning to, reaching out and grabbing his pet whisperkit in a big hug. This, of course, sent the animal into a greater frenzy of licks, and it was several minutes before Jax could control himself enough to stop the involuntary giggles.

    It occurred to Jax that his noise might have woken Dad, if Dad was home. To be on the safe side, he slid out of bed and peeked into the hallway to check with TR jingling after him.

    No lights shone anywhere in the apartment and Dad's door sat closed like a big immovable monolith. If Dad had been home, the door would be partly open, and so Jax knew logically his father wasn't in the apartment even though intuitively he had known earlier that he was alone.

    mommyscoming

    Jax shrugged his shoulders uncomfortably. Something still didn't feel right, but there was no placing what it was.

    Bored, Jax decided to go back and sit on his bed. There was an important day coming up- his birthday- and so Jax ticked numbers off on his chubby fingers, counting up from when Dad had mentioned it. It had to be tomorrow. No, wait. Today was tomorrow! That meant his birthday was today!

    Of course. That was the reason Dad wasn't home. Dad always got up really really early on birthdays so he could go out and get his work done in time to come home and throw a party. It made Dad smile to think his plan was a surprise, and smiles went hand-in-hand with presents, which also went hand-in-hand with being good. If Jax went back to sleep and pretended not to know a party was coming, why, he was bound to get even more neat stuff! Maybe Dad would get him one of those rancor-pets he'd heard about! Those were s'posed to be huge, and so cool!

    Scrambling back beneath the covers, Jax clenched his pillow so hard that the tension tired him back to sleep in only a few minutes. Left floating around in his mind was the idea that today was definitely going to be a big day.

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    “Hang out?”

    Daria looked as the mere thought of such things was a sin. The Doz’rah was eager to get on with the mission. It had been a long time since she had been dispatched on her home world as an assassin, and somehow all of this secrecy and lies reminded her of that.

    “I’m not backing out. Let’s do this.”

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    Around the table, she saw only determination in the eyes of companions she'd chosen. She studied Daria's eyes for a moment, seeing an eagerness there, but also an underpinning of professionalism. De'Ville nodded. "Then let's get to it."

    Razielle was the first to get up from the table, as she had the longest to travel. She had to go back to the hotel, pick up her apprentice, and place him in his spot, where Daria was in charge of picking him up from. And, of course, get to her own position.

    Silus nodded to Daria, and his apprentice was the next to slide out into the night, flagging down a cab to take her closer to the Temple. Lilaena let her foot touch Xilarian's calf, and she smiled. "Ready?"

    He nodded, 'Can't wait to get started." With a rogue wink he pulled her close to him and kissed her.

    De'Ville laughed, and pushed him away. "Business, X. Business." She looped her arm through his and they walked out into the night.

    ___


    Now closer to the Temple, De'Ville looked up from their vantage point, the wind of traffic whipping her hair into her eyes. Silus had rented the speeders they sat in. Daria had rejoined them, sitting and looking very uncomfortable in the mechanical beast, but her eyes shone when she looked towards the Temple. Towards their task.

    De'Ville sat in the second speeder alone, the slight whirr of her macrobinoculars lost in the whine of speeder traffic. Their positions would change once they knew the exact position of Jax's room. She clicked her comm, hailing Shadana.

    "We are in our positions." Razielle didn't sound worried that she was laden with two Mark 4 Thermal detonators.

    "Good work. I am activating the tracer now." De'Ville felt a surge of excitement and... hope... as she pressed the button to activate the non-invasive trace chip implanted in the whisperkit's shoulder. Razielle would see it on her own scanner, and re-position herself more fully away from it.

    Silus was already starting up his speeder, Daria staring at the blip on his screen, and Lilaena quickly did the same. Her hand brushed her stomach, and she felt a pang of sorrow, remembering Jax's twin sister. Miasa. Miasa had died just months after conception, but Jax... Jax she could still save.

    The speeders entered the flow of traffic around the Temple.

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    After leaving the trio, Razielle went to retrieve Han. Surprisingly he was ready and waiting for her in the hotel lobby, for once not causing her grief. She was still not too sure about the kid to be blatantly honest. As far as being her apprentice, so far he had been incredibly uncooperative and obstinate. It wasn't like she needed him, if he didn't like what he was learning she would be more than happy to drop him off at a Coruscant orphanage. But for the minute he seemed inclined to do his part for De'Ville's seek and retrieve mission.

    The hotel was more than glad to provide Razielle with a speeder for her stay on Coruscant, such was the kind of money she was fond of throwing around.. In the speeder on route to the Jedi Temple, Razielle had briefed Han on what needed to be accomplished. She didn't give a damn how he did it personally, though she did give him the information on Jax that he would need, regarding the whisperkit and the boy's name and age.

    Rather than draw any attention by storming into the Temple, tripping all manner of alarms as they went to retrieve the boy, it had been decided that Han would lure Jax to them outside. Razielle's boy apprentice was very skilled with illusion and he seemed intrigued with the responsibility of being included in what was very important business. Answering the hail Raz replied with a grin. "We are in our positions.."

    Razielle was no genius with technology, but finding the beeping glowing dot was a snap. The speeder hovered close enough to the ledge that it only to a second for Han to jump the small distance. Razielle immediately left the scene not wanting to appear that she had been investigating the landing. Jedi were so overly cautious and all.. It was simple from here - Han would walk around the corner of the building close enough to see
    in Jax's window and to be seen by him, but far enough away that Jax would have to emerge to talk - after being properly motivated to do so by Han.

    Leaving Han to do his part, she circled around to the opposite side of the building and several levels up. Now came the bad part for her. Diversion was needed and it wasn't like she couldn't take a beating. She stashed the thermal detonators beneath the speeders seat with a laugh. Driving as if she was out of control she flew the speeder - with only a skillfully executed minor crash into a veranda. She allowed herself to tumble from the seat, as if wounded.

    The minute she heard from Han, she would activate the detonators and make good her escape. With any luck, some Jedi would come running to her aid and be taken out with the rest of that portion of the building. Well.... One could hope.

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    "You ever flown a speeder before?"

    Inside the cockpit of the speeder, Silus was calm and casual, even as he pushed the accelerator farther than I already was. Nearby, Lilaena seems to be flying as straight and narrow as she could, while Silus dipped and weaved through as much traffic as he could. While he was looking forward to paying the GJO a playful visit, he couldnt ignore the fact that they were gonna need to make a quick exit. That meant, he needed to get accustomed to the speeder quickly, and, if the speeder couldnt handle the abuse, he would rather find out before they started.

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    What a drag this was. At the time that he was starting to get use to his new residence, they took him out of it and want him to do something for them. Out of the blue, nothing in it for him. What was he, a slave to these people? If knew that, he might not have jumped on to the females ship. So why did he? Maybe it was because he was just drawn to her, he didn't know. Maybe it had nothing to do with her at all. But now she wanted his help, if thats what she called it, to get something for her. To get her son.

    As he waited in the lobby of the hotel that the pale one choosed. It was nice, he thought. Maybe a little over done with all the colors and un-needed extras. He wondered what a place like this could cost someone. Not being very good with numbers, it didn't take him long to come up with a simple answer. It was just alot to him.

    Doing all that waiting was driving Han to complete boredom. He was going over fun things he could do while he sat here. There was many people also in the lobby. He was about to start playing his own personal game when the pale one came back. If Han was a cursing man, he would have cursed. But he was not a man and did not curse so it made no difference. And to think, he was being a good little boy? Dream on.

    Finally it all came down to him. Razielle repeated to him what he was suppose to do. She told him about Jax, about his mission, about options he could take and where to go. Han listened with half an ear. They have been over this many times now, and nothing changed. So he just nodded now and then as if he was really listening. And it was no surprise that Raz left so quickly when he was dropped off. Han didn't really care. Sure he would do this for these people what were so mean to him. Calmly, Han started to make his way as if he was just out for a stroll. Only, he was on a ledge. Not quite where you would expect to see a kid.

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    “No,” Daria replied, practically rigid. She didn’t like speeders anymore than she liked ships. They were all flying deathtraps, as far as she was concerned. Seat her on some great winged bird or pack beast and she would have adapted instantly, but all of these buttons and wires set her on edge. It was against Kuto code to rely on technology, and in spite of being away from the home world, she still held true to this. “I can crash it, if that would help.”

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    "There you are..." De'Ville saw the figure on the outside of the building, but only because she was looking for him. Inertia and gravity tore at her as she worked the yoke and the rudder pedals (very unsimilar to an actual ship) dipping out of traffic, into oncoming traffic, through the speeders and flotsam, and finally out next to the Temple.

    She assumed Silus was close by, and was right when his speeder came up next to hers. She activated the passive repulsors, suspending the speeder in midair beside the ledge outside Jax's window. De'Ville nodded to Han. "Please, do it now." The please was unusual. If she'd had time to think it over, it would have bothered her that she'd used it, but at the time it seemed appropriate.

    Digging into her bag, the Dark Jedi pulled out a putty-like substance, and she climbed out of the speeder on to the ledge with Han. She began to thread the putty around the frame of the window while the kid began concentrating, peering inside, although though the window all they could make out were dark shadows.

    Silus would give Raizelle the signal that they'd gotten Jax. Lilaena was only worried about her son. What if he refuses to come? What has he been told about me?

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    On the other side, and lower down, of the Temple, James Prent tossed in the half-sleep that follows nightmares. They'd been bad tonight, although nothing really made her think that any of them were Force visions. In her state of near sleeplessness, the sound of a speeder crashing sat her straight up in bed.

    "Wha-!?" The unasked question was forgotten as she ran to the tiny window and threw it open, sticking her head out. The building had shaken, or it was her imagination. There was nothing underneath her, but above...there was smoke coming from a higher veranda. James ducked back into her room, and grabbed a robe, planning on heading up to see what was going on.

    As she entered the hallway, other padawans were doing the same, although some were heavy sleepers and did not appear. "I'll go see what's goin' on. If we all go, the elders will be upset that we are all getting in the way."

    One younger padawan looked disappointed. "But I want to see what's happening!"

    James playfully shook her head. "Patience, my young padawan. I'll come back as soon as I get the details, and I'll let you all know. But for now, I think the situation is best served by you all getting back into your rooms." Her tone was light, but her heart was heavy. What is happening? Her sense of danger in the Force was high. One of the padawans commented on a feeling on unease as well, but James managed to convince the others to stay put.

    It was true, all of what she said, certainly going upstairs to see the crash would only complicate matters if everyone in the building did so. But she didn't want to involve any of these in whatever it was that was happening that night. Not if she could keep them safe. James tugged her robe around her body tighter, and headed for the turbolifts.

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    Figrin was in another wing of the Jedi complex, cleaning up in an Academy training room, when the general alert was sounded. The automated security system had put out a wide broadcast over the comm, indicating something serious.

    He quickly finished putting away a few small training orbs, then moved to the wallpanel. With a few quick keystrokes, he called up the security grid and isolated the alert. Outside explosion, living quarters wing, walls appeared to be breached. His first though was a speeder collision. On rare occasions, when their proximity safeties failed, speeders had been known to collide with the larger buildings on Coruscant. But one hitting the Jedi complex almost never happened, given that the area around it was restricted airspace.

    It would take him several minutes to arrive on the scene, and no doubt, others would be there long before him. He did move with haste however, hoping that no one was hurt.

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    :: AB had been on her way to her room when she'd remembered a question she'd wanted to ask Figrin about the move that she and Morgan were putting together to Yavin IV. A quick check in the Force had told her where his Force signature was, so she'd turned around had had begun to head in the direction of the young Padawan's training wing. ::

    :: She was rounding a corner to step into a turbolift when the security system announced a wide spread alert. All turbo lifts would be automatically shut down, leaving only stair cases open. ::

    :: With her question to the other Jedi Master forgotten, she turned back in the direction she'd come, finding the disturbance in the Force coming from the Padawan's wing. Having already been on the wing for the Master's, the wing for the Padawan's was not far. She broke into a trot, heading for the Padawan's wing. ::

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    Jax opened his eyes as the building shuddered and sirens began to wail. TR-9700, his 'kit, wriggled next to him, and he yelped as the 'kit's cold nose touched the back of his neck. "TR..." Jax rolled over and glared at the 'kit, who was trying to get under the covers.

    The alarms worried Jax. Where was Dad? The little boy sat up, and crawled out of bed, padding over to the door. It opened with a swish, and he peeked out. Dad's door was still closed. But if alarms were going off, Dad would be here soon, to check on him. Jax was utterly confident that nothing could harm him, at least not before Dad arrived to make everything okay.

    The boy went back into his room, waiting for Dad to come back. The nanny droid stood in a corner, unused for the better part of a year now. Dad turned it on now and then to tell Jax stories, which is why it was still there, and not serving some other family. Jax walked to it now, and struggled to reach the power switch to turn it on. The switch was out of reach, but with a click the droid powered up, just as Jax saw some shadows outside his window.

    The 'kit whined, staring at the window. Jax took the droid's hand as the female personality greeted him. "Would you like a story, Master Jax?"

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    Predawn traffic on Coruscant moved briskly, but not fast enough to suit Pierce. His Operational Capacity paperwork- forms on military standards for various categories of training- had gone in this morning, as had reviews for his personal twelve-man attached unit, Tau Team. Both Pierce and the Taus still classed as fit for duty, which bordered on ironic since both were on their first official leave of the year.

    The leave started as a way for Pierce to be free for his son's birthday, but the Taus enjoyed the luxury of having a fixed holiday as much as Pierce enjoyed the time with Jax. Mutual benefit turned the practice into tradition, and so his men were now out of his watchful eye for the day, scattered at various points on Coruscant.

    Well, some of them were. Lucious "Magic Fingers" Vadgrin definitely was, although what he would be doing Pierce had only an inkling. Although he was the team's slicer, Lucious had more awareness of the world around him than general coding reputation suggested. That kind of non-specific interest could be hard to predict without any clues.

    The team's CO, Sergeant Nick "Hemline" Weimar, would be easier to predict. A day of gambling followed by an evening at the bar, followed by a one-night stand with someone met at said bar. It was a lifestyle Pierce understood, and even though he'd never choose it for himself.

    That reminded Pierce- team demolitions expert Mason "Meltdown" Saunders had a girl now. Bothan, a species Pierce innately distrusted for all the right reasons, but apparently Ary'tha classed in as a Bothan atypical of her species. Good for you, Mase. You deserve a good mate.

    Pilot and mechanic Alan "Torch" Grainer would be flight-testing the new combination of rockets and manuevering jets he'd equipped to the team stealth shuttlecraft Nullwake. Alan swore up and down this combination provided better handling for a craft Null's size, and he was probably right. So much as dent the armor, Pierce had told him, and Alan would be flight-testing sims for the next two months. Null could be needed at a moment's notice, and absolutely should not be crashed...

    A cold feeling intruded itself into Pierce's musings, and he traced it directly from thinking about crashing. Not Alan crashing- danger related to people Pierce knew personally always came in more specific forms- a flashvision, or intense dread after thinking about them, or both. Danger relating to events always presented itself in far more nebulous ways, ways that did not make sense until he could see them in hindsight.

    Still, with nothing more to attach the danger to there was no trail and no means to act. Pierce continued onward, now in view of the vast structure that was the Jedi Temple.

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    *Natia was in the process of getting ready to head out on one of her excursions which the Council knows nothing about. Lightsaber at her side, dagger at her other side, black boots, black gloves, black bodysuit, black hooded cloak. All of them are where they're supposed to be on her person. Her hair was pulled back into a braid so it wouldn't get in her face as she was out.

    Right when she was about to leave her room, she hears a definate crashing noise, serious crashing noise. Then the alarms started. So much for her excurision tonight.

    Running lightly down the hall, she's heading towards where she heard the crash. It was a few floors away, and others are stepping into the hall, having awoken from their sleep by the crash.

    Not a word is said to these ppl as she makes her way through the halls to the nearest staircase and starts running up the stairs. She just hopes that none think her a Sith with the way she's dressed*

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