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Avarren slammed his fist into the wall, nearly denting it. The former Dark Lord of the Sith and the Emperors Wrath held his hand gingerly and hung his head with a sigh, thinking back on past events as he sat on the bed. First class on a republic shuttle or not, it was nothing compared to the bed on his fury class interceptor. He clenched his fist as he thought of his ship, it was gone, along with its crew; his whole life, gone in a single moment and he was unable to stop it.

Flashback: The Incident.

Avarren was walking through the last Base of his former master Darth Baras. For three years he had avoided this place, the memory and his hatred towards Baras and his betrayal was still fresh even after all the time that had passed.

As Avarren reached the middle of the control room, he something caught his attention, something about the walls seemed off. Cautiously he approached the back wall and gently put his hand on it and then gave a slight smile. He slowly waved his hand in front of him and the part of the wall slid upward revealing a doorway.

'As if Baras could hide something from me with such a simple trick as a hidden door and a force lock' Avarren mused.

As soon as Avarren put one foot through the door way, the force sent him a strong warning. Avarren paused at the warning; the force had never given him a warning like that before, but this was Baras, there must be nothing left. Ignoring the forces warning, he walked into the middle of the room and looked around. The only lit up area was the centre and he was right in the spot light. The light then dimmed and the door closed behind him, then Avarren heard a voice which made his blood run cold.

"Ah, apprentice, you have found your way here, good. Now if you are hearing this, I am more than likely dead and by your hand no doubt." Avarren turned around to see a holo-screen above the door displaying the face and upper torso of Darth Baras, mask and all. "It would have been a simple matter to make this room explode around you, but death is a very simple ending and for what you have put me through already, it is far too merciful."

Avarren heard the menace and hatred in Baras's voice and he didn't like the sound of what Baras was implying. 'Any fate worse than death coming from Baras can't be good' he thought.

"Fear not, there are no explosives in this room, you won't die that way and you will survive what I have in store for you, have no fear of that, but when this is done, you will wish you were dead." Avarren's blood was racing now; he could hear and feel every beat of his heart in his ears.

"WHAT?" Avarren roared, almost screamed. "WHAT COULD YOU POSSIBLY HAVE IN STORE FOR ME?" suddenly two streams of energy shot out from either side of the room, enveloping his hands and wrists, holding him in place. "These are special force bonds apprentice; they restrict the wearers force power as well as holding them in place, you cannot move and you cannot use the force." Avarren stared at the screen in disbelief, but before he could say anything, Baras continued.

"Now, do you know how long carbonite freezing holds without power? Four thousand years, after that, the surrounding area will have warmed it to a temperature where it just falls off the wearer, the same as instant thawing, but without the blindness. This stations power is rapidly being depleted by the force bonds but will hold long enough to allow you to be frozen." Avarren felt like a bomb had dropped on him; Baras was going to try and freeze him? He laughed a bit, nervously but with relief, his crew would notice his absence after a few days and would come looking for him shortly afterwards. He would be free of this trap. But what Baras said next, not only dashed all hope of rescue, but put him in a state of near despair.

"Now as you know apprentice many call me paranoid but as you know, I am not. I am thorough and leave no room for chance; that is why I have made sure that the room you came from will be incinerated making sure that anyone you brought with you is killed. Not only that but this station only has one hanger, and the automated turrets are now locked onto your ship, any you brought with you will be killed, and as no one else knows the location of this facility, your whole crew will die in here, including that Twi'lek slave I gave you, who you have such great affection for, I hope she dies slowly. This apprentice is my vengeance. Everything you know and love will be destroyed." With that the screen went blank and the floor started to shift, the carbonite freezer moving up around him. Avarren struggled against the bonds which held onto him.

He had to get out, he had to get to his ship; Vettes life depended on it. "Vette" he cried. He was then frozen, still struggling against the bonds, his mouth open as he cried the name of his wife.

End Flashback.

Tears filled his eyes as he thought of the woman who he loved. But she was gone, they were all gone now. When he had emerged from the carbonite he had ran to the door, blowing it and anything which stood in his way apart with the force as he raced to the hanger. But when he reached the hanger, he had dropped to his knees and let forth a howl of anger, sorrow and anguish. There was his ship, blown to pieces.

Avarren had then left Baras's base through the emergency escape hatch which lead to the surface to find a very different Correllia and a news board, showing in big bold letters a date, four thousand years from when his own time. Baras had his revenge.

Now, he was on a republic shuttle, bound for Coruscant. He had caught up to date with the current events. The empire was gone, no trace of it remained and now the republic was at war with itself, the clone wars they called it, a war between separatists with droids fighting against the republic with clones.

He knew what he was going to do, the only thing he could do. When he arrived at Coruscant, he would go to the Jedi temple and give himself up. Avarren gave a slight smile, if he was going to end up in a cell, he might as well make a spectacle out of it.

Outside the Jedi Temple

Avarren stared up at the Jedi Temple. It had been a fair walk from the space port to the temple and avoiding security and ID checkpoints on the way out had been frustrating to no end. Still it was worth it as he looked up at the famed building looming over him, casting shadows over the surrounding area as the sun set behind it.

'It looks much better than it did after the sacking of Coruscant' he mused. Like all the other Sith, Avarren had seen the holo-vids of what was left of the temple after Darth Malgus's attack though unlike the others, he did not revel in its destruction. The loss of such a magnificent building, even if it did belong to the enemy, was not something to celebrate.

Avarren gave a sad sigh as he remembered all his pointless debates with the council about the needless destruction of something or other just because it used to belong to the Jedi and Vette being there afterwards to help calm him down, usually with some new description of the council so colorful that it would make a Hutt feint. It always made him laugh.

She wouldn't usually use such language, but the Dark Council was the exception. He remembered when he was standing just across the room from Baras in the middle of the Dark Council, she stood there with him. Terrified could not even come close as to how scared Vette was, but despite that, she held herself tall and confident as she stood at his side, ready to face down the whole Dark Council if need be; she would never leave his side, no matter what.

Avarren slipped off into memories as he sat in a secluded spot across from the temple gates, waiting for night to fall before he entered. He wanted to prove a point to the Jedi, especially since he was going to surrender to them. He would show that he meant no harm but that he wasn't someone to be taken lightly and this was the only way to prove both.

Nightfall

Nightfall came quickly but still he waited. Avarren knew some Jedi would be up throughout the night, some would be working late, filling out reports on the war going on. He wanted to make sure there were as few Jedi awake as possible to avoid conflict and to make sure the temple guards where weary from hours of duty in the middle of the night.

Avarren himself was not sleepy; those hours waiting outside the temples gates, waiting for night fall gave him the opportunity to rest and plan. He knew how he was going to get in and what he was going to do.