A young girl was laughing as an older man was sitting next to her, a small orb floating around the room while the young girl chased it. She finally got it in her hands and looked over at the older man. "Master? What's wrong? You look sad" the master waved the girl to him and hugged her, sighing heavily. "I was just thinking of the things to come...I fear the future"

Megara opened her eyes, blinking a few times then remembered where she was. It had been a long time since she dreamed of her old master. Maybe it was a sign from the force luck was finally coming her way. From where is was now, it wasn't looking good.

Megara was hanging from the ceiling, dried blood mixed with dirt all over her. Her arms were covered in burns and cuts, her face just as bad. The doors opened and a guard walked in with a tall alien with long white fingers. "My dear, I hope you are well rested...your big show is about to start...since you wouldn't tell us what we wanted to know, the master is coming to collect you...after you entertain our forces here with a good sparring match...you against our top mercenaries. Everyone is very excited for the match so we shall get things going" he snapped his fingers and the guards went over and brought her down, her legs unable to hold her up. Megara looked at him, her eyes full of fire as that grabbed her out.

In the warehouse they set up a makeshift area, the workers and guards cheering as she was dragged out. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She was weak but she could still feel the force around her. The guards dropped her in the middle of the clearing, unlocking her wrists from each other but kept the bands on. The alien from before walked out and said "welcome to our main event of the day. While we wait for the sith masters to come collect our guest we decided to soften her up for them. Remember, she does anything we don't like and well..." He hit a button on his gauntlet and shocks from the bands on the Jedi's wrists and ankles surged thru her. She cried out, falling to her side and shaking in pain. Her nerves were fired as it was. She couldn't take much more then this. He moved his hand and said "shall we begin?" Megara glared at him, wishing she had her light saber. She looked around at the four brutes walked towards her and she's muttered "looks like fun..."

Aargonar

The unmistakable roar of the crowd and squeak of the metal gears rotating and grinding as the wood floor rose sent a chill down Ben Lomax's Back. Sure it wasn't the first time he heard these noises, felt the hot dirt hitting his skin. But never the less every time he did, it sickened him. Aargonar was a desolate place full of desert plains and sand hills the size of small cities. The life that covered patches of this land only consisted of run away bounties and thieves ready to rob the night. The planet itself was not known for any native species other than the Yuzzem that were brought. Mainly the point for this planet was for the Sith Empire.. and the games.

As the wooden platform made its way to a sudden halt, Ben could feel the sweat from the hot air dripping down his back and forehead. He gripped onto his sabers strong, as if in fear someone would take them from his hands. The Force seemed weak with him, as if not only all hope and justice was drained from this planet but anger as well, all emotions only to be filled with fear in the gaps. The dark voice of the alien announcer rang through the metal corridor that he was standing in. As his name rang through the metal "Lomax!" He felt a rush of air as the metal plated door slid open feet in font of him. The roar of the crowd got louder and he took a step out into the light as it blinded him. He covered his eyes with his wrist, as both his hands were occupied by his light sabers.

It may have been dangerous work, even idiotic as some would say, but he needed money. After his years of training under Darth Gazer and seemly devoting his life to the Empire, he wasn't exactly welcome many places. He gleam of anger in his eye gave that away before his dark blood red saber could. Although the young man was conflicted by many. The anger that his eyes showed was countered by a kindness not known by any for the Sith Warriors to have. It was impossible. People felt shamed to let a man who in himself was conflicted work for their businesses along the rims. So he found work where he could. Here. In Aargonar, in the games. He would make bets on himself along with others then fight to the death against an unknown foe. He found strength in this as many who he fought were mere bandits or outlaws. Now knowing the strength that the force can provide.

The announcer spoke in his native tongue, "Has everyone made their bets?" he shouted as many scrambled to their seats, tripping over each other, excited to watch the blood bath. Ben stretched his back as the long bells rung, he had won a few fights before, but he was tipped that this 'man' he was fighting was savage in his ways, and would not be taken down easy. As the metal doors rose opposite to Ben, he flicked his wrists and the screech of the blade erupted as the burning red saber showed.

As the doors opened and the Warriors came out, Megara was chained to one of the pillars in the middle of the arena. The Game Master said "ladies and gentlemen, we have a real treat for you. Today our fighters face a truly worthy foe...a knight of the light, a true Jedi!" Cheers rang out and Megara looked up weakly. She wanted nothing more then to rip that aliens head off. But in her state, she might be able to take a droid out.

The bell was rung and Megara fought to break the chains that held her, wanting at least a fighting chance, not to be killed like an animal

Ben squinted at the pole he saw as he entered into the light, his eyes yet to adjust to the harsh rays.
A woman, chained to the stone beam. But why. Ben quickly turned as the gate shut, the some what thug looking man on the other side of the arena looked just as confused. They did not sign up for fighting a Jedi. A tremor in the Force let Ben know just how powerful she was.
He moved back sabers still drawn, beaming with heat and energy as he circled the arena, carefully watching both the man and the Jedi.

"What do you say? Shall there be blood?" The announcer yelled in excitement, mimicking the excitement of the crowd who cheered louder at the words. With a wave of his hand two brutes from either side of the area pulled a lever moving a long rusted metal gear. A sliding could be heard under their feet and up the stone beam as the Jedi was released from her chain.

"Last one alive, shall win all bets" The alien announcer hissed, addressing the crowd and the fighters.
A light saber hilt was thrown out from the crowd down towards the female Jedi's feet. Ben tightened his grip on his own hilts in fear of what she would do. He was not sure that she could take him down, but it would be a ling hard fight if she shall try.
But
Something didn't right, she was chained, in an Empire state, she was obviously here against her will. He thought. He could fight her, perhaps even strike her down, or he could help her.. but she may sense his dark energy and begin an assault no matter. He glanced over at the thug who was circling the opposite side of the arena. Ben could sense his fear.
Ben took a deep breath and waited for the woman's move.

The light saber hit her feet and she looked at it. She reached down and picked up the saber, testing it in her hand. It has been a while since she held the cold metal, but the feeling in her hand made her gain hope. She looked around and saw the sith. She sensed the force from him and then she paused. He wasn't a lord. A lost soul...like so many in this world. She looked him in the eyes, then turned the saber on and said "you two are not the ones I want..." She looked up at the game master and yelled "you should have killed me when you had the chance!"

Ben looked at her in shock as she turned. He was sure she would strike him. He watched eyes wide as she threatened the Game master and his eyes flicked to the thug who had risen his hand blaster pointing it towards the unsuspecting Jedi, he was trembling, he knew that that shot would lead to his death yet he would dare take it?
Ben quickly spun his hand, flinging his light saber across the arena. The burning blade slide right through his wrists, cutting them clean off as his hands, still clasping to the blaster fell onto the ground. The blood scream of the man made the crowd roar in approval as the hilt and blade returned to Bens hand. He turned away looking back at the Jedi. "I will help you" he yelled at her, hoping she would accept the offer. Two masters of the force would surely be better than one.

Megara nodded and started to make her way towards the far wall. The game master hit the button on his wrist and shocks ran thru the Jedi, but didn't slow her down. She cut into the wall, making foot holes to help her climb. She has just enough strength to finish the master off...but only just.

Ben watched her cut through the wall and make her way into the hole she had made. Ben looked up and glared at the game master and followed.
As he entered the hole following the woman he flipped his saber hilts holding hem reverse grip and turned holding two fingers up. The wall began to shake and crumbled down, closing them off from the arena into the dark.
The ground shook as the crowd roared in disapproval.
Ben dusted himself off and turned I the woman. "So care to explain?" He asked with caution.

Megara turned to him and said "if you must know, this man has been holding me hostage for months...saving me for his sith masters to come collect me and turn me to the dark side...but I'll never bow to the dark so...for what he did to me and the soldiers working with me...I intend to make him pay for his crimes.." She was shaking from the shocks running thru her and the lack of strength to fight but she pushed on, waving her hand and throwing guards away from them.

Ben moved along next to her.
"It is true. The dark Beckons those who are weak. My master Darth Gazer taught me of such. The dark is strength." He looked past her, the faint roar of the crowd could still be heard. As the announcer told everyone to stay on their seats and not to worry.
"The dark, although true to my power, it is not my home. Not my creator. I simply use it's force" He said simply, trying to avoid any conflict that may come from his words towards the Jedi.
He turned quickly cutting her off with his drawn light saber, the burning beam barely catching her cloth on her chest.
"I will help you get off of this planet, but." He paused and looked over his shoulder.
"After, I am a ghost to you, you never saw me." He glared at her, hoping the threat would sink. She may be powerful, but Ben's dark power was not to be reckoned with.

Megara glared at him and said "don't push it, sith...you are a tool at the moment. Your fate means nothing to me..." She pushed his hand aside and ran up the stairs, stumbling a few times before reaching the game masters box. She aimed her saber at him, the light beam inches from his neck. "I told you...I would end you..." The master hit the band again and Megara flinched in pain but didn't move. He stared and said "how is it you stand? That's full power running thru you" she took a deep breath and said "I am not my pain...pain is not my goal or path to my goal...any final words?"

Ben clenched his jaw and glared as she walked away. He turned and quickly followed. She had beat him to the masters box and was threatening him, his death would be swift. Ben thought and watched him.
"A Jedi so eager to kill?" He smirked and leaned against the wall as she stood in front of the master. Ben wrapped the hilts in strapped connected to his belt. "Isn't that against your.. code or what ever" He said sarcastically, poking fun at the Jedi. A tool he may be, but he could tell this wouldn't be the last time the he would see this woman.

Megara shook her head, then a swift movement cut the bands off the alien and sighed. "I just wanted to prove a point...your not untouchable....and if I ever learn you forcing others to fight like you forced me...I will come back and take your head off your shoulders...am I perfectly clear?" The master nodded quickly and Megara lowered her blade. "Just to be sure..." She turned and sliced thru the control system that was in the box, the power surging them shut down. She glare at the alien and said "fix it...and I will hear about it..."

She limped out of e box, tossing the light saber away. She paused by the former sith and said quietly "my honor is my bond, sith...something I doubt you understand now...but you could...depending on the path you take..." She limped away, barely staying up right as she walked down the hallway.

Ben rolled his eyes. "So what now?" He asked her as she limped by him. "Back to your master like a lost puppy?" He spat. The hot wind pushed through the opening in the game masters box. "and oh great Knight, you were brought here, how do you plan to get off" he sighed sarcastically.
"I wouldn't expect that they brought you a ship to make an escape in" He looked off over the hill to the docking bay. He moved the hair from his eyes and began to walk away.

Megara glared at him, venom in her eyes. "I came here on a ship...I will go get it from where I left it...and I am going back to my team to let them know I'm alright before I hunt down the sith who put the price on my head in the first place..." She flinched and looked at the cuffs around her wrists and ankles. "You could be helpful and find something for me to cut these off with. Or keep insulting me to cover your own faults. Either is fine with me"

Ben huffed. "No find your own way Jedi" he began to walk away and turned around "May the force be with you" he said sarcastically and bowed.
As he entered the docks area he moved towards his ship, a X-Wing he won it in the games, as the previous owner.. Wasn't exactly able to pilot it anymore.
He pulled the hatch open and entered it. Turning nobs and control, his father taught him to fly before he was made an acholyte, it was always an interest for him.
The jets roared as the just under the craft lifted and blew away. He looked out along the desert land as the wind blew over the soft sand hills. He was done here.

Megara shook her head and made her slow way to her ship. Part way there she found a mechanic willing to cut the cuffs for her for a small fee which she paid with money she took off one of the guards. After a while she found herself in an older part of the village and she found a blown out shop and moved inside, stumbling as she pulled the cover off the small ship. It was a one man A-wing, the droid she had left beeping to life and opening the door for her. She smiled weakly, feeling the last of the strength she had left waning so she climbed inside and sat down, buckling herself in and said "Alright, R3-T7, lets get out of here..." The droid beeped and started the ship up, Megara fighting to keep her eyes open.

Once they were off planet and away safely, Megara was shaking badly and sweat ran down her face. She cursed, reaching for her radio. "Have to...reach the...others...before..." She hit the switch and turned it to the wave band her master was always listening to.

"Calling...Rouge...have escaped...Megara...in need of...medical...attention...ship on autopilot for...now...can't...keep..." She fell forward, finally blacking out as the droid beeped with worry and panic.

Johnathan Rider

The sound of the cruisers flew by his window shaking it slightly as the radio buzzed. Johnathan was writing quickly as the rain pored. His frantic search for his lost members was almost losing hope. He knew there were powers outside of his own at work, he could feel them. Evil powers looking to end his order. He set the pen down and rolled up his letter. Traditional etching was not known but sending a Holo-message was much more dangerous. As he rolled it, the radio buzzed into a voice. He recognized it almost immediately. He looked at it and flicked the switch to switch it to Holo where he saw Megara. "Megara! Where are you?" He questioned frantically before the signal cut off. He stood up and walked out quickly
"R2, find that signal" He said moving past his R2 unit.

After a couple of hours, Megara stirred and opened her eyes slightly to see they had landed on some moon. She flinched and then saw her R3 unit looking at her, a wet towel in its arm. She smiled weakly and said "I'm alright...I think...did we get a response?" The droid beeped yes and turned on the radio again, showing Riders reply before the signal cut out.

Megara flinched, feeling light headed again and she looked down at herself and said "I won't last much longer...I have to give Rider a clue..." She hit a few switches then hit her becon, hoping Rider would be able to find it. "We can't be far from Coruscant...hopefully Rider will check his scanners....R3..." Megara fell back, pain running thru her again. "My mental barriers must be breaking down...the pain...oh" She bit her lip, trying to stop from crying out. Training from her master had taught her to put up barriers to block pain until it was safe to bare it. But her barriers had come down sooner thanks to her weakened state. she looked at the R3 and said "If I don't make it...give Rider the...data...chip..." She fell forward again, the droid beeping with worry.

Johnathan moved quickly in his ship, moving his chair and flipping switches frantically.
"R2! Did you find that signal?" He yelled into the back of his ship, the droid beeped loudly as a signal lit up his Holo-board. It was a signal straight from the young Ex-Jedi herself.
"It is close" He hissed and started up his loud engines and flew off.

As he landed next to the poorly landed craft on the far moon he hooped out and scooped Megara up into his arms and then into his ship. He decided to wait for her to wake before questioning her. She had been gone for a long time.