Alana grunted in reply to her question and after what seemed like forever broke the encryption. She opened a panel and pulled a lever. Suddenly everything went dark and the noises around them stopped. She grinned and grabbing the jedi by her hand pulled her toward the exit and toward the ship.

Darth Malice sttod over a control panel with map of the galaxy displayed before him, It indicated that the geonosiea factory had been shut down. "I guess she has what it takes afterall" he thought to himself.

Ahsoka grunted as she was pulled along by thd bounty hunter and decided to make a smartass remark "Maybe it wob be easier to carry me"

Alana rolled her eyes and picked up the jedi. The extra wieght not slowing her pace at all. She ran into the ship and set the jedi down. She ran outside and came back a few minutes later. She lifted her ship into the air. She fired two shots and hitting the bomb she planted she watched the factory explode into millions of pieces.

Darth Malice stood over the control panel. He flipped a switch and pressed a button. He then walked over to a throne and sat down. "I'm waiting for you, Alana" he thought to himself.

Ahsoka asked Alana "Is your tracer still working?" as she sat in the cockpit watching the explosion.

Alana looked at her computer a moment and then nodded

"Yes its still accuratly depicting where hes at."

Darth Malice used his force powers to send a pychic messeage to Alana. "Follow the force, and come to me."

Alana looked around. Ok that was odd. now your hearing voices. She looked at the jedi with a frown "Did you just hear somthing?"

Ahska shook her head then replied "But nt to be cliche I do sense a slight disturbance in the force... we should proceed with caution... if we listen to the force we should make it" She knew the girl hadn't yet harnessed her control of the force but saw this as an opportunity to pass on some knowledge like Plo Koon did for her when they first met.

Darth Malice sat quitely, holding a damaged lightsaber. "Our lineage shall live on" he said to himself.

Alana stared at her a moment and then closed her eyes. She moved her hand and set course. They jumped to hyperspeed and came out right next to Malices ship.

(u still on your ship right?)

Ahsoka tuned herself into the force which wasn't easy with the perversion of the darkside so close. "We need to dock before theses battleships pick us up on radar" She looked around at all if the old CIS ship she assumed were created by the factory.

((On board the large vessle, not my ship))

Darth Malice sensed something in the force. "Now, it begins."

SHe docked her ship with it and got off. She looked around the large vessel they were on wondering what todo now. She pulled out her vibroblade ready for an attack.

Darth Malice sent out another psychic message. "Come to the control room."

Alana looked at the jedi and followed the force through the ship. SHe came to a big door and it opened as she walked towards it .She walked inside.

Darth Malice looked up from his throne. "Welcome my sweet Alana."

Ahsoka brought up the rear drawing her lightsaber "Okay Darth Malice we've got you cornered" Ahsoka was sure that he had a way out... the sith always had an escape plan.

Alana frowned at his statement.

"I am not your Alana first of all. Second dont ever think im sweet. I am only sweet to those who make it worth my while. Personally you havent done that yet. So dont ever think ill take it easy on you. I can make my family pay just as easy as I can make a stranger pay."

It had been a sunny the day she left to test drive her ship. Dahlia's adoptive father had given it to her for a late birthday gift. It was the Celest, the ship that her mother and nanny had died on when she was just a girl. It had a tragic past, but at the same time it was the only thing she had left of the family and home world that she had once knew and loved.
The only difference, now was that her father had upgraded the engine so it would hold enough power to travel further than just a few parsecs. Even though it was old now, it had some kick to it. He knew that, her having the Jedi ability, he wasn't the one to help her hone in on that power. She had no control over this power and even put others in danger when she tried it out.
Over gossip and stories Dahlia's father heard of the Ultimate Jedi master, a Luke Skywalker who once destroyed the entire Empire with the help of his friends. If anyone could help his daughter, it would be him. Or course, neither he or Dahlia knew where to look exactly. That's why he had to update her small four person ship. He couldn't afford to buy her a new ship, this was the next best thing.
So, alas, Dahlia started her journey to find the one who can hopefully train her to become a Jedi Knight...hopefully he will take her and help her. She didn't have much hope.
So Dahlia started her journey that fateful day, unsure where this Jedi Master was, with only a hint at where he might be. At first her father wanted her to take someone with her. He did not like the thought of his daughter traveling alone, but what was he going to do when she was head strong and flatly refused help. She didn't want to put any one else's life in danger.

"Come on! You stupid ship!" Dahlia cried out as the ship started to seizure lights.

It had been a few days since she left home, and forgot to pack extra fuel for her ship.

"Just a little bit further, I see another ship!" She cried, begging the ship to go a few more hundred feet.

There was a larger ship in the distance, maybe they will have what she needs to get her to her destination. It didn't occur to her that they might not be accepting of a young woman who had strange Jedi abilities that she couldn't really control that well.

Darth Malice tossed the damaged lightsaber to Alana. "Do you remember that?"

Alana picked it up in her hands and looked at it rolling it around. She threw it onto the ground.

"Never seen it before in my life." She said boldly.

"That lightsaber belonged to your father" Darth Malice replied. "Please show some respect."

When Dahlia's ship finally stopped she was sitting dead in the water so to say, right in front of the larger ship. She pushed the hail button.

"The Celest to ...whatever ship is sitting in front of me, can you help? I ran out of fuel for my small trading ship."

At first their was no answer, just static as she waited.

"Stupid, rude people.." She mumbled to herself.