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Title: Star wars the lost saga, part 1 the true Exile. Author: Redjack34.  Game: knights of the old Republic 2. Main Character: The Exile. Disclaimer:I don't own this.                                         


                                                                                  Chapter 3 down the shaft

T3-M4 was having a bad day,no he was having a bad couple of Years.  Everything had gone downhill after he left Revan, there’s only so much a little droid can do after all. The Jedi had despaired, No! They were gone and T3 couldn’t go to Carth, Revan had made it clear that she didn’t want any of the old crew to come looking for her. Especially Carth, so all T3 could do was just fly around and try to find help.

All hope seemed lost, when old women appeared calming to have information on Jedi, and not just any Jedi but the last known Jedi in the galaxy. Not only that, she all so had the name of the ship he was on, its distention and its current route. She also provided a crew; her plan was simple, find the Jedi and convince him to join them, simple right. Wrong since then they’d been shot at and nearly blown twice.

In the end he and the Jedi were the only ones left, T3 he to fix the ship just to get this station, and thing had only gotten worse since then, with T3 being disabled. Now it was trying to open a door at the behest of the Jedi. Now there were two problems with that, one opening the door would put the Jedi in harm’s way, on the other hand they had to leave this station and the only way to leave is to open that door and hope the Jedi can deactivate the lockdown.

The other problem was that the hanger control computer had been sabotaged and only way to fix it was to get the nessercery parts from the hanger storeroom, but was locked and the only way to unlock that, was the  storeroom  control computer. Since then T3 had fort its way throe crazed mining droids, in an attempted to find some menace to open the storeroom door, oh but hare’s were it get good, after it mead it’s way to the lower level of the fuel deport and had dispense with the hostel droids greeting it.

It hit pay dirt, one of the body’s had some sonic explosives on him, apparently he found them in the fuel line be for he was killed. With those explosives T3 was able to open the door and retrieve the part it needed. With the computer repaired and a map of the hanger bay downloaded in to T3 memory banks, it began to find a way to help the Jedi, the main systems  and communications were  shot, but the emergency sub-systems were still faunal, but had been rerouted to the fuel depot terminal and remote accesses to it had been cut.

Checking the map it had downloaded, T3 fond a path to the terminal all it had to do was open the to the depot upper level, surprisingly it had not been sabotaged. Happy with its success so far T3 opened the door and continued on. Entering the carved hall way T3 was confronted by 3 droids, before they even noticed T3 fired a sonic grenade at the two furthest droids disabling both in one go, as the third turned to face T3 it was met with a salvo of blaster shots to it face.

With last droid down T3 continued on, upon reaching the end of the hall, T3 opened the door and with an already disabled mining droid , unimpeded it continued on to the next door.

Upon opening, T3 fond its path blocked two more mining droid, but T3 was on a winning streak and would not be stopped so it pulled out it’s trump card a droid ion striker. A device designed to disable other droids; firing this and its blaster at the same time sore a quick end to the opposing droids. With nothing more in it way T3 entered the lift to the depot.

Exiting the lift T3 moved along the fuel depot’s long curved catwalk. Past a containment field blocked door, till it reached a Te-intersection, turning left it sore the consol it had been looking for. T3 was ecstatic upon reaching the consol and bringing up the “emergency system schematics” and opening the emergency hatch on the administration level. With its job done disconnect from the terminal, to return to the hanger bay and await the Jedi’s arrival.

But turned to leave with an all too familiar sight, the little droid froze up fear griping it severs, “Beeee,reeet, deet” it beeped in pleading desperation only to be meat with blat of energy, T3 seized and beeped no more. Confident of success the attacker began to drag T3 way, those the opening of the emergency hatch was a setback it was of no concern there were after all back up planes. Unbeknown to the attacker another set of eyes were watching and those they had been unable to help this time, they were far from being hapless. All in all T3-M4 was having a very bad day.

“So is that stupid droid of yours going to come through or not? A somewhat impatient Atton asked. “just give him some more Time”, Jerac responded offhandedly as he closed the panel on the last mining droid. Over the past hour he’d been at work reprogramming the remaining droid units on the administrate level, it wasn’t an overly complicated job but it did tack his mine off of the rather disturbing news regarding the Jedi order.

According to Atton, after the Mandalorian wars, Revan and Malak had led a civil war agenst the Jedi and the Republic, the result of which left the Republic in ruin and the Jedi gone in to hiding. That however was not the worst of it, though Revan has defected from the sith and defeated Malak and his empire, thing had only gotten worse for the Jedi with this bounty stet by the Exchange an intergalactic crime syndicate, those who originally posted the bounty was a mystery.

‘That might explain what happened here and on the harbinger’. Jerac had thought he’d have to worry about the later, Atton continued to complain. “Well I’m beginning to think I was better off in my c-” he was cut off by a beeping from the consol, as both mean turned to what commotion was. Jerac smiled at the droids success, while Atton laughed sheepishly “haha, Hay what do you know” he began trying to pull his foot from out of his mouth “that little cargo cylinder came though”.

“We’ll see” Jerac said wile rolling his eyes “I don’t think were out of this yet”. Atton however didn’t seem to worried those “If it got the turbolifts working, than we should have a clear run to the hanger’’. However Atton good spirits went out the airlock with Jerac reply, ““we” don’t have a clear run at all” Atton looked at in confusion, “all that open is an emergency hatch” Jerac elaborated.

Now Atton seemed worried “Wait, wait” he began “don’t tell me your going down in to the tunnels… are you?” Jerac’s deadpan excerption only made it worse. “No, No, No!” said Atton shaking his head, “that explosion I heard came from below” he was now gesturing towards Jerac trying to convince him of the stupidity of this idea. “There’s probably nothing down there except superheated rock and collapsed tunnels. You’d be an idiot to go down there” he finished laying out his argument.


Jerac was having none of it those, “well I don’t see you volunteering” he retorted. “Me?!” Atton exclaimed “you’re the Jedi” he said pointing at Jerac, “If one of us was to go, then it’s you. Guardians of peace and justice throughout the galaxy the last time I heard” he said exasperated.

Crossing his arm’s, Jerac looked back at Atton after the man had finished his little rant “my aren’t you the brave one” he jabed, Atton raised his hands and stepped back “I’ll take coward over stupid any day” Atton retorted, turning around and returning to the consol ‘well at least he’s honest’ Jerac thought. Just then Atton turned to face him again, “here” he passed Jerac a comlink “I’ll keep the comlink on just in case you need some help… not that I’ll come running mind you”.

“Thanks” Jerac said, ‘maybe I miss jugged him’ he wondered as he turned on his heels and left, Jerac could have sworn he herd Atton wish him good luck, bur decided not to acknowledge him. As Jerac made his way back down the hall from which he came, he briefly considered checking on Kreia, he wanted to ask her about how they were able to speak.

As a former Jedi he knew the things like telepathy were not out of the ordinary, but this felt different somehow, more potent and personnel, ‘no, I’ll ask her later when we get out of this place’ his mind made up as he stood before the now open hatch, at the end of a small hall was the lift to the mining tunnels. Entering the life Jerac hit the control panel and began to descend, ‘well hers were it gets fun’.

Exiting the lift mad his way to the mine entrance, just as his comlink came to life, “can you read me” came a gargled but still recognizable Atton. Jerac placed his hand on his ere without the comlink to try and help him hear what was being said, as he brought his other hand up to answer Atton. “Barley, there a lot of static”, “There’s a lot of interference, probably caused by that explosion”. Atton continued “still, it looks like there’s a route to the Peragus fuel depot, if the passages haven’t collapsed. That explosion knockout out most of the sensors”, Atton paused as Jerac took in the new information.

“There should be an emergency crate in the next room” he informed Jerac. Giving a nod Jerac mover towards the door as Atton gave one last warning, “watch yourself. There’s a lot of droid broadcasts in that area, but I can’t pin them down”, “got it let me know if something else comes up”. “Will do and be careful down there”. Through the door just as Atton said was a plasteel cylinder, opening if Jerac fond survey gear, a spare med pack, a mining shield and safety harness and best of all a miner’s uniform.

‘Finely some clothes and some descent equipment’ but he still needed a weapon in case he was discovered and had to make a fight of it and he could not rely on the force at this time. “Find the emergency supplies” Atton piped in over the com, “yes, there’s survey gear… and some clothes to” Jerac responded. “About time the whole half-naked Jedi thing was wearing a little thin”. ‘It was no picnic for me ether’ “anything else you’d like to add “Atton”” an annoyed Jerac retorted. “Uh, just one thing” a nerves Atton responded “I’ve narrowed down some of the ID signals, and if the numbers are right, your sharing those tunnels with a “battalion” of mining droids”.

‘Figures’, “I’ll handle it, just get me out of here”, easier said than done. “There’s got to be some central controller down there. See if you can find a terminal by the main access shaft: that’d be the governing intelligence”. Atton concluded before signing off. ‘Ok find that terminal and don’t get killed’ jerac sighed ‘I should have stayed in prison’.

The mine was a total wreck caved in tunnels, destroyed droids and the badly burned bodies of miners littered the ground and the wall’s themselves made an unsettling creaking noise. As Jerac made his way his way through the halls of the mine, he passed several of what appeared to be fuel pumps moving the highly explosive substance to the main refinery. Jerac reached an open cavern and tacking cover behind a wall as three mining droids came in to view, ‘if I use the stealth field-generator I should be get past them no problem’.

Pressing the button on the belt, Jerac onus more went incognito, slowly ever so carefully he made his way past the machines. He was half way there when a low beeping noise court his attention. Looking down he sore a flashing light on the belt, then looking to his hand he was horrified to see it becoming visible ‘No,no,no!’ Jerac began desperately surveying the room for something to defend himself with, just as the first droid noted him and began to make move, Jerec’s eyes fell upon a broken pip lying on the ground, between him and his attacker, just out of reach.

Thinking quickly Jerac formulated a plan, just as the droid began to charge him. Rolling Jerac grabbed the pip, using it like a make shift pike, thrusting it into the eye of the attacker with all his might! The droid flailed and collapsed, by now the other two mining droids were aware of what was go in on, and took up firing positions, but Jerac planned for this. Spring towards the fallen mech, he grabbed it, propping it up and using it like a make shift shied, just as the other droids opened fire on him.

Those mostly hidden behind droid corps, due to his size part of Jerac were still vulnerable to fire, he still felt the sting in his arm from last time, and he was determent not to let it happen again, he felt the heat of the beams as they skimmed past him. The next part of jerac’s plan required speed, precision and expert timing, when he was working on the droids in the administer level he took the time to learn about them, one of the things he learned was that the droids mining lasers, could only fire in short twenty second bursts, and then required a ten second recharge.

By his best guess the droid to his left had started firing seven seconds before the one on his right, give or take a couple of seconds, picking up some stones, Jerac awaited his chance, as he counted in his mind ‘one, two, three, NOW!’ just as he predicted the droid to his left stopped firing, with that Jerac made his move, leaping out from behind his shied. He rolled left the droid that was on his right was still firing, as it turned trying to hit its target.

Taking the stone he picked up Jerac through it as fast and accurately as he could. The stone flue straight and true striking the still firing droid in its eye blinding it, those blind it still continued to fire and still continued to turn left following its targets last known direction. This however led it to unknowingly shoot its companion, the near pointblank rang of the shot were more than enough to put it down, and as expected the blind droids lasers fell silent.

At this opening Jerac sprang forth a final time. Getting in behind the droid and reaching beneath it, he felt a hand grip and with all his might he pulled, yanking out the it power core, without the life providing energy the droid fell. The skirmish over Jerac rose victorious over the machines. Is victory was short lived when he heard more droid just up ahead; those it seemed they were unaware of him, yet. Searching the dead droids he came across something of use ‘sonic mines, these may come in handy’ retrieving several mines from the droid body’s, he began to think of how best to use them in the future.

Now armed with the explosives, Jerac continued down the mine. Entering a larger cavern, Jerac spotted his next big obstacle, at least “ten” mining droids, taking cover behind some wreckage, he observed them he noted a floating orb going from mech to mech, ‘A repair drone’ this just got a lot more defected, repair drone’s were small machines, and those they had no weapon capability, they could bolster shield and make reapers on the fly.

If he had a blaster he’d have no problem. A good blaster shot would deal with these droids no problem, no matter what the drone did. But lacking that he’d have to find another way, ‘I have to tack them all out at onus’ deciding to put the survey gear he had to use. Switching it on he began to check the cavern. To his right was another pump station, those the pump itself was undamaged the room it was in or what was left of it was a total deserter, half of it was complete destroyed exposing it the caver at large.

As he continued to look around, he found that the wall to his right was unstable, most likely from the explosion, all it would take is one well placed bomb and the whole wall would come down. Jerac knew he’d have to quick here, if not he get buried alive. Picking up a small rock he threw it the far end of the cavern, the noise it mane distracting the droids.

Tacking advantage of this Jerac moved from behind his cover and began placing the mines, he’d only been able to retrieve five hopefully it would be enough. Placing fore on the wall, and kept the fifth one on him. With the mines set, Jerac returned to cover and pry prepped his trap, as the droids were returning to their original posts. ‘I just need something to… are there we are’ he reached for another piece of pip, griping it in hand he moved agene this time with the intend of acutely getting the droids attention.

Stepping out, he slammed the pip ageist the cavern wall, “COME ON!” he yelled. The droids turning to acknowledge him “you want me, come and get me” and as expected they did racing toward him with intent to kill. Ducking back in cover, Jerac waited as the droids advanced on him, the sound of their laser fire informing him of the distance. Those they were closes, it was not close enough for Jerac to trigger the trap, to do that he had to take a chance and brake cover.

His plan, get behind the fuel pump, this may seem stupid, but Jerac new the mining lasers equipped to the droids were not powerful enough to rupture the pump so he was in no danger of being blown up. Still there was a lot of ground and a lot of angry droids between there and him, if he made one mistake of if one of them got a lucky shot he would be done. He has a mining shield on him yes, but that was a last resort.

He then noticed a piece of pump rooms wall as part of the wreckage the he was behind. It stood to reason that as part of the pump room it was as resistant to fire as the rest of the pump, onus more he could use it to maneuver the droids around in to the position he needed and the only thing he risked losing was a finger or to, but the odds of that were slime indeed, still this was no less dangers.

Looking out from his cover, he sour the droids beginning to advance on his position, taking up the wall fragment and placing it between him and there fire. Trying to pose as little a target as possible he slowly moved bake, casing his enemy to follow drawing the closer to their doom. Carefully he now began to move towards the pump station feeling the vibrations of the lasers on the fragment he was using, his and burned as a stray shot grazed the serfs finely. Luckily the uniform protected his from serious harm.

Reaching the pump Jerac dove behind it, garbing the fifth mine he set about turning it in to a make shifted grenade. Modern mines relayed on surface ground contact to create a circuit this in turn would prime the mine when active. However you could fool the mine by disconnecting its proximity sensor and connecting it to the detonation trigger. This however would result in a detonation in about six seconds, even those sonic mines was half the size of a stranded mine it could still kill you if you were close enough.

Finishing the modifications, he pitched it as hard as he could; sailing over the massed droids, thy improvised grenade struck the wall, detonating on impact and setting of a chain reaction with the other mines. The droids court completely off guard, were over taken and buried under tons of rock and earth. Stepping out, Jerac admired his handy work, all the droids were gone and the way open to him, he moved on ‘have to hurry, that explosion could not have been good for the tunnels’, he was right as tremors could be felt throughout the cavern.

As he made his way through the unstable tunnel Atton’s voice onus more court his ear “Hay, watch out!” Jerac stopped “that explosion has super-heated the tunnel ahead. That steam will cook the skin off your bones”, now that he mentioned it the path up ahead was rather hot “I have a mining shield could that help?” Jerac asked “shore it’ll do the trick, if you move quickly enough”, “got it Jerac out” ending the conversation.

Lucky Jerac had saved the shield for just such an emergency. As he came closer to the tunnel, he began to feel the heat radiating from it, he was all ready sweating from the last two fights but this heat only made it worse. The rocks were glowing red as steam pored of them this was going to be one hell of a run.

Activating the shield, Jerac readied himself just as a another termer in the cavern set of a cave-in. With no time to lose Jerac took off, those the shield protected him heat it was still unbearably hot, His feet burned, blood boiled and his lungs burned from the scolding air he inhaled! But this was all barley noticed as the cave-in was mere feet behind him, seeing the end of the tunnel ahead he made one last herculean effort and jumped just as his shield failed…

As the dust settled Jerac looked up to see he had just barely made it, his relief was short lived as two droids opened fire on him. Rolling to the left he took cover behind another pump just as Atton came over the come, “What’s going on?! I detected a cave-in down there, are you all right?”  Atton’s show of genuine concern court Jerac by surprise, whether it was out of genuine concern his life or that his ticket of this rock was dead, only Atton knew.

“Atton!” Jerac responded “I’m pinned down by two droids and my shields have burnt out” this was bad real bad “Is there something you can use as a weapon or something?” Jerac looked around unlike before there were no pips, mines, or wall to take advantage of, he was trapped and defenseless. The laser fire was getting closer. Jerac mind began to wander back to previous Battles ‘no way out’ Jerac was starting to feel the pressers ‘got’u get out!’ panic was starting to set in as he thought of  previous time he’d been trapped, Suurja, Dxun… Malachor. Just as he was about to surrender to his disperse, kreia’s voice called to him, “calm yourself” she spoke in a gentle tone.

‘I’m trapped I can’t get out’ “calm exile you are not trapped, clear your mine and you will find a way” taking a breath to steady himself Jerac searched his surroundings, and this time he sore the way. Several mines scattered the airier, it was a wondered he had not tipped one. His salvation however lay next to the body of a fallen miner, ‘A mining laser’ he noted just as Atton voice retuned “Hay! You still alive down there”, “Yeah, I’m still here, there a mining laser down here”, “can you reach it?” “I think I can yes”.

In truth it was out of reach ‘I’ll have to use the force’ he concluded. Extending his hand he tried to pool it to his, nothing happened ‘come on’ he tried again, this time it moved but only slightly ‘come on’ he was getting frustrated now, what had onus been a simple thing was now infinitely harder. Just as he was about to give up and make a jump for it, he remembered   kreia’s words “calm” he had to calm down and think.

As several shots streaked past him, he tried to center himself ‘calm, I am calm’ he mentally chanted as he once more extended his hand. This time it moved to him, slowly but still coming. Increasing his focus Jerac felt the mining laser come to him, taking it up he fired on the droids ending them both. Victorious Jerac stood, he’d let himself be compromised, something he could not allow to happen again.

“I am calm” he said one last time and continued on. As he came round the next bend he found himself in a massive room with what appeared to by a fore pump station protected by a force shielded, was a deep chasm with a cat walk suspended over it. “You’re coming up on something big” Atton piped in “I think it’s the main ventilation shaft”

Jerac waited a moment before Atton continued, “The central droid controller should be somewhere nearby. Keep an eye out for it” Jerac nodded “got it anything else I need to now” “Yeah”, I’m picking up a lot of droids” shore enough there were more droid here than any were else so far “I see them, I’m gooner see if I can sneak past them,, Jerac out”.

Jerac was out numbered but he still had a few tricks up his sleeve, the power core from the laser drill he swapped it with the dead one in his belt. With a new power cell installed, he fired up the stealth-field generator and despaired from sight. This time he didn’t have to worry about the droids, Evan those there were more here than anywhere else so far, the ventilation room was so big that they were spread out to thin.

Jerac made his way out on to the catwalk, figuring that was where the controls were. ‘Why is it always catwalks?’ he wondered ‘I mean why does every impotent switch have to be suspended over a bottoms less pit?’ then again who was he to argue with trained engineers. Reaching the consol he brought up the “Droid command functions.”

“Let’s see what damage I can do” he mumbled. As he cycled though the options, he found what he wanted to do. First he canceled the organic mining order, so no droids tried to kill him. Second he reprogrammed the order so instead they would mine each other. Looking up from the consol he watched in amusement as the droids began to tare each other apart.

Returning his vision to the screen, something court hit eye, an unidentified Holorecording, “what this?” he wondered aloud. Checking he found it to be a recording of a conversation between Coorta and has crew, apparently someone had fingered him as a Jedi, more specifically they had told Coorta that he was with Jerac at Malachor V, after coorta managed to talk his crew in to helping him the recording ended.

“Hmm?” Suspicious Jerac checked the data flow “someone went to great lengths to try and delete this” delving deeper “it would seem the camera that took this is not listed on any of the records” adding this new mystery to the pile Jerac returned to the main functions, he still had one more thing to do accessing the fuel containment controls, he proceeded to shut down the fields in the room.

As far as he could see the only way out was to shut them down. Cutting power he was met with the familiar sound of a barrier shutting down. Leaving the consol he was then contacted by Atton, “Hay, I’m picking up some strange readings” his confusion was evident. “What are you doing down there?”, “What kind of reading?” Jerac asked ignoring Atton question. “The containment fields in the mine are shutting down” urgency creeping to his voice “You need to get out of there before they vent fuel to the surface of the asteroid through mining tunnels”.

“How much time?” “Not much, I’ll try to keep it contend till you get to the turbolift, I’m sending directions to you” a small light on Jerac’s survey gear flashed then brought up a map showing the exit.  “I’m locking sown the turbolift to the administration level. You better get going, because are about to get real hot down there”.

With that in mind Jerac took off, racing through the hall’s as fast as his legs would carry him, but it was not fast enough. A rumpling behind him indicated that Atton efforts had failed, if he didn’t reach the turbolift with in the next few moments he would “Die”! As if hearing his desperation the Force onus again came to his aide. Jerac’s world slowed as he felt a familiar burst of speed, to an on looker his body would appear to be nothing more than a bluer. Reaching the turbolift Jerac skidded to a halt, pressing the button as fast as he could. Before the doors closed Jerac court sight of an orange glow coming toward him, the doors sealed and the terbolift began to move. It shuddered violently as the explosion chased it.  


Jerac himself was hanging on for dear life, all the while one thought was running through his mind ‘I am having a very bad day’, yes indeed Jerac Larsakish was having a very bad day indeed.
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LadySionis's avatar
NO!!!! HANG IN THERE JERAC!!!MEMEME - Hana Reaching + Sad 2 aw man, just hearing Revan, who happens to be one of mt favorite Sith Lords, once again...it brings a smile to me face! XD please tell me jerac survives!!