My left hand saber deflects the blow expertly upwards as I deactivate my right hand saber and clip it, grabbing his arm and flipping him against the elevator door before dancing back and redrawing my extra saber. "What's this? The illustrious Gendry silent? I hope Iwan gave you one hell of a beating before you somehow overpowered him. Though I supposed he did, given your current state."

My only response is a grunt as I turn and begin attacking with several slow, deliberate strikes. The cybernetics in my arms add extra power to each blow, hopefully making them harder to defend against.

Rather than straight up trying to match Gendry blow for blow when he strikes, I deflect the blows to either side, allowing the force of his strikes to carry him further forward than he's prepared for. After the sixth strike, I spin around him and plant a kick into his back, stumbling him forwards. His new augments certainly seemed to slow him down, but the trade off was power and even I knew that one solid hit from him would likely bite through even the resistant beskar iron of my armor.

I stumble a few feet, but quickly regain my balance and turn to face Jerus again. I take another moment to channel my anger, and the tubes running up my arms and legs begin to pump a yellow chemical into my body. With a yell of rage, I charge back at Jerus.



As the elevator rises, I tap my foot impatiently. "Come on. Come on. Come on."

"Reminder: Foot tapping does not make it go faster."



"What in the hell..." I'm not given much of a chance to consider what I had just seen however as I'm forced to avoid his first strike and deflect his second. However, I know what's afoot after that. "Stims, Gendry? My, how the mighty have fallen. Won't lie, your mouth not runnin' is a nice change of pace."

I continue lobbing heavy strikes at Jerus, relying more on brutch strength than actual technique. I am also panting heavily, and there is a pained look in my eyes. Despite this, I show no other signs of weakness or fatigue.

I deflect the blows with only a single blade, letting his saber bite into the floor on either side of me for several minutes before I counter attack, my twin blades lancing forwards without warning before alternating high, low, and midriff strikes in quick succession. We resume trading blows more traditionally before we break apart again. I circle to the left and he to the right as we try to find openings in each other's movements.

As I circle Jerus, the tubes begin to pump more juice into my body. I tense up, growling in barely suppressed pain. "Kkkkk...!!!" I lunge forward a step, but it is only a faint to make Jerus jump back a step. "Eee...ennnd.... it!" I raise my lightsaber over my head. "Killll.... MEEE!!!" I fully lunge this time, trying to force Jerus back onto the defensive.

I deflect Gendry's first strike and launch an offensive, forcing him back and testing his defenses for an opening. After a couple of blows, I find one and exploit it, my right saber spinning around and slicing through his tubing, sending the yellow liquid across the floor.

I stagger away as the liquid sprays out. All of the fight seems to drain out of me with the liquid, and I easily collapse against the wall, sliding down to a sitting position. My breathing slows to a labored wheeze, and I look up at Jerus. Whatever menace I may have carried in my prime is gone, and even the cybernetic enhancements covering my body can no longer hide how broken I am. The hatred has trained from my eyes, and all that remains is a dull acceptance.

I approached Gendry's fallen form and and slice his lightsaber into uselessness before turning to him. Despite everything he'd done to my family and the innocents who's lives he'd both taken and destroyed, a part of me could see the future that the young man might have had if things had been a little bit different. "Rest in peace, Gendry, and may you find peace in the Force." And with that, the orange bladed lightsaber lances out and takes off his head, sending it rolling down the hallway.

I step out of the elevator, and onto the main observation deck of the station. From here, I can see all the ships outside battling it out. Across the chamber is Hayden, slumped on the ground, and standing over her is a woman I don't recognize. I point by blaster at the woman. "You! Back away from my sister and put your hands in the air!"



I crack a smile. "You must be HJ. Hayden talked about you a lot. Mostly muttered your name while unconscious. I had a feeling you'd be the one to come."



"Very perceptive of you, now back up! Final warning!"



I ball my hand into a fist, and HJ's blaster crushes into a useless hunk of metal. "That doesn't sound like very much fun. I have to at least make it a challenge." I activate my twin pink shotos.



I pull my own lightsaber off my belt. "Figures. Grandpa gets the pretender god, Dad gets the mecha-psycho, and I get you." I activate my blade. "Let's make this quick!"



Down on the planet, the battle against Trayus continues. Everyone is applying their own unique way of fighting against him, trying to at the very least put him on the defense. He is too powerful to destroy outright, but if we can somehow slow him down or keep him occupied, we might be able to fine a weakness.

I step up next to HJ, my rifle stored away and my stance that of Thundering Fist as I step up beside the young former SIS agent, my eyes glowing an electric blue once more. "Informative Statement: I have confirmed kills of over two-thousand five-hundred eighty-three confirmed Sith kills." I pause a moment. "Additional informative statement: And those were all hand-to-hand combat while they wielded their lightsaber."

I smile. "Ooh, then this should be fun!" I flip the shotos reverse grip, then charge towards the pair.



As I face down against the six Force warriors, I get a twinge in the back of my mind. I can hear the voice of Kreia in my head.



"The Jedi have reached Hayden Twilight. Your disciples were unable to stop them."



"They will not thwart our plans, Master. I won't allow it." I spin away from an attack by Jakito, then create a shockwave through the ground to send him flying. Another attack comes from Luci and Greshh at the same time, so I quickly summon blades to defend me, spinning around my body and holding them at bay.



"You have already delayed too long. Finish this now or I will. Hayden Twilight cannot be lost."



Gritting my teeth, I redouble my efforts to end the fight, putting everything I have into killing the Sith Hunters. One blade strikes out to clip Luci in the arm, and three more batter Greshh at once, forcing him to dive away. I shout in desperation and fury as I hurl blue fire towards Alice.

I pull another rock free of the ground, blocking the fireball and then hurling it at Trayus as I spin my saberstaff, slicing through the hilts of the fallen Jedis lightsabers. While it pained me to destroy their final memories, if all life in the galaxy were destroyed, there would be no one left to remember them in the first place.



My twin black blades slice through a swath of sabers and I clash directly with Trayus again, sparks flying from our crossed blades. "Enough games, Traya! Either you come out of hiding behind this broken man or we'll find a way to pull you out!"

Sucal's eyes glow purple, and I speak through him. "As you wish..."



I jerk my head, and my eyes return to normal. "NO! I will kill them! I WILL!!!" I shove Zar'kun back a step, then begin attacking with a blade in each hand. My fury is focused entirely on Zar'kun now, determined to end him above all others.



While Trayus isn't looking at us, I start running towards him, signaling Jakito as I go. In response, by husband kneels down and cups his hands. I step into his palm and he boosts me into the air, adding a Force push for good measure. I sail towards Trayus, spinning in mid air to preform a roundhouse kick to his face with my bionic leg, sending us both crashing away from Zar'kun.



I roll across the ground, momentarily stunned. My world is spinning, and I can feel a sudden rush from deep within me... and my energy starts to dissipate. "No... NOOO!!!" I stagger to my feet, bloody and bruised, but refusing to stay down. "I can do this! P...PLEASE!!" Even before I can raise my weapons, a flash of purple light blasts out of my chest and flies straight up into the sky towards the space battle overhead. I drop like a puppet whose strings have been cut. "Master.... No..."

"And so the game moves forwards." I look down at Sucal. "Just like I told you, Jorg. You were a meat puppet, whose usefulness would end at some point. Where is she going?"

With Kreia gone, by wounds are beginning to catch up to me again. "To... to Tw...Twilight..."



My eyes widen. "Hayden!"



"Of course." I say, brushing myself off. "Why bother with this broken old toy when she has a new shiny one upstairs." I look up at the Genesis Engine overhead. "We need to get up there."



"Agreed." I walk over to where Sucal lays. "His wounds are bad, and he probably won't survive, but there is a chance I can heal him. Without his ghost, he's no longer a threat. Should I even bother trying to be nice?"

I step forwards and kneel, resting a hand on Jorg's shoulder. "What do you want, Jorg? To be given a chance to fix this or to join your son?"

"My... my son?" I pause a moment as the memory comes back to me. "My son..." I nod solemnly, laying back on the ground. "I just wanted... to keep him safe.... I just... wanted..." My head lists to the side and I stop breathing.



"Well, that's that I guess. I kinda feel bad for him."



"I don't. He's a fool that let his fear of the Sith drive him to ruin. Kreia may have been influencing him, but he is the one that opened his heart to her to take hold."