*Somewhere In Space Above the Planet*

[Warren Azalin]

:: Warren's missleboat left hyperspace hours ago as he stared at the planet below him, Corellia. He knew it was home to The Sith Order and that was why he was here, it was also the reason he had not just landed on the planet but instead waited for a responce from the planet. Waiting a couple minutes with no responce yet he flicked a switch on the control panel and once again opened the channel to the planet as he spoke ::

"This is Jedi Knight Warren Azalin, I request permision to land. I have come unarmed in a show of good faith, I haven't come to cause trouble only to see my wife. You can take any mesures you want to make sure I'm telling the truth, if you want you may contact Mistress Live Wire or her apprecntice and my wife Saphire Dragones Azalin they will vouch for my honesty."

[Dark Lord Dyzm]

**Dyzm Recives the Transmission, and sits back in his chair without answering**

Dyzm: I can blow him out of space in a second, and no one would know... But...

**Dyzm picks up the comm to a Council member**

Dyzm: We have a Known Jedi in Stationary Orbit around the planet. Should I proceed with my plans to destroy him? Or Let Him Land. Your Call Council.

**Dyzm Gets Missile Locks, while he waits for a answer**

[Lord Dagger]

:: Dagger answers the comm ::
"Let him down, lets see what he wants before we kill him"

[Garrett Blade]

*Garrett felt the presence of the Jedi above the planet. He saw the opportunity and did not waste it......*

Ignition! Hehehe!

*Suddenly, an unseen hand pressed down the ignition switch. A nano-second later the silo doors opened with incredible speed. A salvo of SA/SP Impulse missiles roared out of the launch chamber and started to intercept the Jedi fast. Just to be certain, Garrett's deathly hand placed the missiles in a moderate time vortex, allowing them to travel faster than they would normally be able to travel at. Within seconds the Jedi would be annihilated. And even if the ship was not hit - the blast radius would envelop him with ease.......*

[Big Bad Naga]

Naga walks to the control panel and watches all this. His feelings toward Warren were neutral at the moment. He had nothing against the Jedi, and no anger toward him.

BBN took a seat and watched Garrett launch the weapon. He quickly turned to Garrett.

"Can you stop those things from hitting the ships. You acted a little too hasty. He could've had valuables on the ship."

[Emporer Hades]

*Hades gets up from leaning against the wall, from where he was watching all of this take place.*

"I agree with Naga here. We have no idea what he may have on that ship...for all we know, it may be filled with diamonds. And...that may be a clone on that ship...do you really believe that a Jedi would put himself in a position where a Sith controls his fate? I think not. Even though it is impatience which forms a Jedi...patience is still a virtue we need, once already turned. What I'm getting at is...you should've used a much larger type of missle!"

[Big Bad Naga]

Naga shakes his head and looks up again. Time was running out for Warren.

"No! It is the real Warren Azalin. There is a difference in the Force between clones and regulars."

Naga licks his lips and begins to speak.

"What I'm getting at is that we shouldn't attack him. He has come here to see his wife. Do you think it is right to take the life of a loved one of one of our own comrades? Saphire wouldn't appreciate it that much if you killed her husband."

He sits on a stool again.

"If you want to kill Warren, do it on your own time...Why should we start a fight with someone who doesn't want to?"

Naga closes his eyes.

"Those were my two cents on the matter...Do what you will, I was just stating an opinion."

[Emporer Hades]

"Well...there is always that quote..."If you can't beat 'em, join 'em." And I believe that I don't have much of a say in this matter...no one listens to Hades...but, I don't believe it is fair to Sapphire either...and shortly after their wedding! We should at least capture the ship..."

*Hades turns his head to the control pannel...and looks at the 'Abort' button...ideas then start to pour in to his head.*

[Big Bad Naga]

"As I said before, do what you will. I will not be partly responsible for the aftermath events."

Naga turned around and coldly left the room.

[Dark Lord Dyzm]

Hell, I'll Make the Decision!

**Dyzm's Hands Fly over the controls, and changes the missiles targeting data, sending them off toward the Sun**

And Now...

**Dyzm switchs through weapons and fires off a barrage of Mag Pulse Missiles from a orbital missile sattalite. The Missiles hits the Ship, Knocking all electronics out**

We have a sleeper, someone call a tug.

[Saphire Dragoness Azalin]

::Saphire looked out the window to see her husbands ship and noticed it suddenly blown up::

::she ran through the doorway to the main space control room and looked very peeved off::

WHAT was THAT?! Who did that?
If he dies........

::Saphire runs to the space dock and looks for Warren::

[Garrett Blade]

*Garrett's wide grin soon fades into a very dissappointed one. He looked at everyone in the missile control room, then at Dyzm....*

Spoilsport!!!

*Garrett stands and walks towards the exit...*

Hehehehehehehe.....

hahahahahahaha....

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA....

<FONT SIZE="5">HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!</FONT>

[Emporer Hades]

"Ahh, don't go Blade...Dyzm just did that so we can torcher him before we kill him, and take his valuables.....right?"

*Hades sends one of his guards to get a torcher chamber ready for Warren's arrival...*

"That better?"

[Garrett Blade]

*Garrett turned round slowly as Hades told him not to go. He looked at him with emotionless black holes...*

Torturing people requires too much effort. It's no fun anymore. You give the victim the benefit of meeting their killer - it's much more fun when they don't know what hit them! Hehehe!!!

*Garrett turns back to the door and leaves....*

[Emporer Hades]

"There is always the oppurtunity to shoot more missles...and, I consider torturing a pleasure, not hard work. It is all worth it when you see their face. Anyway, I am glad when they know who did it...so they can be afraid of them in their future...if they have one."

[Dark Lord Dyzm]

**Dyzm Turns to Saphire Dragoness**

Nothing to worry about, your **cough** Husbands**cough** ship was hit with Mag Pulse Weapons. It knocks only electronics out. Its Like a Ion Cannon/Stunbolt missile.

**Dyzm sees a shuttle land**

And there he is now... Prisoners are allowed 15 minutes a day to talk with love ones, so you better get a early start.

[Saphire Dragoness Azalin]

::fixes her eye on her 'fellow' sith, and walks over to the prisoner chambers growling curses not to be written on paper, especially not the bible.::

[Warren Azalin]

:: Warren grumbled as the troopers led him off the shuttle and onto the landing zone, he stared around with a lot on his mind until he saw Saphire. He tried running to his wife,his only loves, but the guards held him back. Not in the mood to be held back from her he went into action, swiftly he grabbed the nearest guard and headbutted him. As the guard fell back Warren turned his attention to the other one and caught him with a swift kick to the face knockin him out. Warren looked at the Sith around him as they stared at him, he was not in the mood for them and decided to ignore him. He rumaged through the guards pocket and found the key to his cuffs, slowly he took them off and walked to Saphire.Walking up to her he smiled slightly as he took her into his arms ::

"It's been awhile my love, I missed you and thanks to these people here I almost didn't see you again. Glad I did though."

:: Warren kissed her passionatly as the Sith turned away in disgust, he knew it was pissing them off but he didn't care he was with his wife. As he pulled back slowly from her he whispered softly in her ear ::

"I think we may want to talk somewhere more private my love, I don't trust most of these people too much and do not want to be inturrupted while we talk."

:: Warren took Saphires hand into his as the walked out and headed towards her room to talk more, he had finally arrived after all the trouble. Now if only he knew how he was going to leave ::

[Garrett Blade]

[Emporer Hades]

*Laughs violently as he sees Blade smash Warren in to the pillar.*

"Hahahah, couldn't resist, could you?"

[Dark Lord Dyzm]

OOC: LOL @ Hades! Dude, Read the Name

[Saphire Dragoness Azalin]

::looks at her husband being held::
You did say i had 15 minutes? Well can i hav them please?
::Saphire looked at Hades straight in the eye, while approaching Warren. her frown had deepened and she looked at Warren, studying him as she saw measured anger::
Dont kill him Hades, or this wont be a happy sith. I dont care if any other sith dies, i rather enjoy that, but not Warren.

[Garrett Blade]

*Garrett saw Saphire to his right. He studied Warren for a few seconds, waiting for the "I'm sorry speech". But when he never got one it made him even angrier. Garrett grabbed Warren by the scruff of the neck, lifted him off the floor by 3 feet and hauled him over to the guards. He forced Warren's face down next to theirs...*

"Apologise............."

[Lady DeVille]

...and was thrown violently backwards by an unseen hand. De'Ville walked up to the group as Azalin dusted himself off. "This could get out of hand quickly, so let me stop this now. We don't want to start a battle here, and if you keep pushing this Jedi you're either going to kill him (not such a bad idea), or he's going to fight back."

She turned to Dragoness-Azalin. "You will have your fifteen minutes. I cannot guarantee more. You both will be under guard by troopers with ysalmiri the entire time. I'm not going to allow a Jedi-" the word sounded twisted "-loose in our palace unescorted. After the time is up your husband must leave immediately, or else he will be taken into custody. If he goes into any restricted area, he will be killed.

"For fifteen minutes you are both free to converse or visit. You will not be bothered by these men. After the time is up, however, I suggest that Warren gets himself the hell out of Dodge. Have I made myself clear?"

[Dark Lord Dyzm]

**During All this Time, Dyzm and sliped out of the Palace and took a shuttle Up Toward the Imperial Star Destroyer that Had Warrens Ship. Arriving On Board**

Take me to the jedis ship... I wish to see it...

**The Guards and Dyzm start walking toward the Foward Landing Bay**

[Garrett Blade]

*Garrett stood up from the blow and walked over to Lady De'Ville. His bleeding eyes penetrated hers as he peered into her soul. He was extremely annoyed now, and was probably surprised himself at what he was about to do...*

"Why did you just do that? You just made such a trivial thing a very big ordeal. All I wanted was for him to apologise to the guards - who were acting on Dyzm's orders....."




<FONT SIZE="6">"BUT NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!"</FONT>




*Before she was able to react, Garrett headbutted her and planted his knee deep into her stomach. As she doubled over at the chest, Garrett stepped aside and pushed her forwards as she fell down. Garrett then grabbed Warren by his throat. He then pulled De'Ville's throat into his grasp. Electricity surged through their bodies as their heads were bashed together several times. Blood ran down Garrett's arms and merged with the electricity to create what could only be described as thaumaturgicity. Garrett then threw both thralls into the pillar as before. He helped the two guards to their feet. Allowing the guards to lean on him, Garrett once again turns to the two "out-of-order" people and asks nicelly......*



<FONT SIZE="8">APOLOGISE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</FONT>

[Lady DeVille]

ooc edit: I apologize, and I deleted your post, Roebuck, so there is no more record of my rash post /ic:

De'Ville picked herself off the ground, her head bleeding where it had smacked into the Jedi's. She stared at Garrett, her eyes smoldering, as her nose started to drip blood from Blade's headbutt. She allowed it to trickle down her chin, and it began to collect in the hollow of her neck.

The guards suddenly twitched, and then they both fell to the floor, blood coming out of their ears and noses. Blade turned, surprised. De'Ville spoke evenly, deadly calm, "They are dead. The reason for your incredibly stupid arguement is gone. I would advise you to leave as well. I have no wish to continue this, but if you push me I will."

She turned towards Dragoness-Azalin and her Jedi companion. "I also advise you, apprentice, to get your consort out of this base, and off planet as soon as possible. In the future, meet somewhere other than here."

De'Ville looked back at Blade, keeping her hand on her lightsaber hilt just in case.

[Dark Lord Dyzm]

**Reaching the Jedi's Ship, Dyzm runs a quick read out on it. He hacks into the Ships Computer, and accesses the data base. He downloads all useful data on to a Data Pad and installs a virus program. Smiling, Dyzm starts on that last part of his job. He pulls a small explosive from his waist band and opening up repair hatch, attaches the bomb onto the Hyperdrive motorvator. Once the ship reaches hyperspace, the explosive will go, knocking the ship out of hyperspace, and destroying the engines then the virus program will crash all communications, and power on the ship, leaving the jedi to Drift forever... with the task finished, Dyzm leaves the Ship, and retakes the shuttle back down to the planet**

[Emporer Hades]

OOC: SO MANY NAMES THAT INVOLVE SHARP EDGES!

IC:
*Hades leans back on the console behind Dyzm, and some other Sith...*

"I suppose this event has made you less...trusting to the Jedi, and think about all of the productive things we could have been doing now if we just had killed him..."