The shuttle glided through the toxic atmosphere of Belkadan, cutting through the dense yellow smog like a vibroblade through cheese.
Mara Jade Skywalker sat at the helm, her niece Jaina Solo in the co-pilot seat.
"What do you think is going on, Aunt Mara?"
"I'm not sure, but this is definitely not natural. Someone did this. They poisoned the entire planet. I can feel it."
"Why would anyone do that?"
"I don't know, but I'm sure that's nobody has heard from the scientists in weeks."
Jaina gulped hard. She had been on some dangerous missions, but this felt different. Aunt Mara thought the entire planet had been poisoned. This might be a bit more than she was ready for.
The landing platform was covered in leaves and dead birds that were local to Belkadan. As they departed the shuttle, their boots crunched with every step through mounds of dead insects.
Whatever had happened here, happened quickly, and not even the insects survived.
Approaching the main entrance to the outpost, Mara placed her hand on her lightsaber. Something just didn't feel right about this place. In fact...there was...
Nothing. No feeling at all. Just a void.
"Stay close," Mara said to Jaina.
Mara pulled the panel off the keypad lock to the door, and within seconds had re-wired the door to open.
They stepped through the doorway, the door sliding shut behind them. Mara checked her chrono, which was outfitted with an oxygen detector, determining if the atmosphere was pure enough to breathe. Surprisingly, it was just fine.
Mara pulled her respirator off, and Jaina followed suit.
Mara tapped her chrono again, and a holo-map of the facility sprang from her wrist.
"It looks like the main lab is right down this hallway. Let's check it out. Then we'll check the barracks."
They cautiously made their way down the narrow hallway. The areas where the light actually worked, it flickered.
Finally, they approached the final doorway, leading to the main lab.
Their was no power to the door at all, Mara determined within seconds, so trying to re-wire it would do no good.
With a slight gesture, the doors slid open, obeying the power of the Force, if nothing else.
The light was dimly lit, with a single spotlight shining down in the very center. Broken beakers and glass vials were everywhere.
So were the bodies of the scientists.
Standing in the center, bathed in artificial light, like a monster in the glow of a harvest moon, stood Yomin Carr, Yuuzhan Vong warrior.
Mara stared in shock at the disfigured, tattooed warrior, clad in organic armor and holding a strange staff that resembled a serpent.
The Force emanated with fear from Jaina, and Mara reached out subtly to soothe her, and then reached out to get a sense of this strange being in front of her.
There was nothing. It was like trying to sense a droid.
"I don't suppose I should ask what happened to the scientists then, should I?" asked Mara.
"You shouldn't do anything but prepare to die! You and your infernal abominations!"
Mara and Jaina exchanged glances, when Yomin roared and charged forward.
Mara brought her lightsaber up to bear, stepping in front of Jaina at the same time. As Yomin charged, a red skinned figure dropped down behind him from somewhere in the ceiling, igniting a double-bladed red lightsaber, and impaling Yomin through a soft spot in the armor, the red tip of the blade extending through his left eye.
Maul pulled his lightsaber free and Yomin collapsed to the floor.
Mara stood with her violet lightsaber at the ready, keeping an eye on the figure before her that just killed the ferocious warrior.
Reaching out with the Force, Mara recoiled at the stench of the dark side, much in the way one who had once been addicted to death sticks would after having quit for many years.
"I don't know who you are, but we have no quarrel with you. We came here to find out what happened to the scientists, and now we know. We'll leave in peace."
Mara was nervous. She could sense that this Zabrak was dangerous and highly skilled. His muscles were coiled like a snake ready to strike.
"I killed your scientists. They were fools, unable to understand what is about to happen to this galaxy. Only I can save it, as a conqueror, and a conqueror needs soldiers. Perhaps the young one will do."
Anger boiled inside Mara, but she quickly buried it.
"Oh, I can feel it. Your anger. You have touched the dark side, and you miss it. Perhaps both of you should join me. A ruler must have a right hand!"
"Use your own hand," Mara snapped back, and lunged forward. Years of being an Emperor's Hand, smuggler, mercenary, and now Jedi had taught her when there was no use trying to talk her way out of a conflict. Some men, some creatures, they just loved to fight. This one, he was obviously used to starting the fight.
Not today.
The Zabrak advanced as well, twirling his saberstaff, leaping in the air and coming down, meaning to cut her into several pieces with one attack.
Mara slid underneath the attack, popping up to her feet and swinging her blade around to catch her opponent in the back. The Zabrak, back facing Mara, blocked by bringing his blade behind his head, then spun quickly on his heel and forced Mara into the defensive, using his saberstaff to double the amount of strikes that one would normally be able to deliver.
Mara blocked many strikes, and used her acrobatics to dodge others. Ataru had been good to her. Cartwheels dodged powerful downward strikes meant to split her from head to toe. Back handsprings avoided slashes meant to bisect her at the waist.
The fortunate thing about the saberstaff, for Mara, was that if she knew where one blade was, she always knew where the other blade was.
"You're fast, Jedi. I'm impressed," Maul gloated. "Very few can keep up with me."
"Bragging to a girl about how fast you are isn't a good thing," Mara replied.
Maul smiled menacingly and made a quick gesture with his hand. A large pipe broke free from the wall and was sent flying toward's Mara.
Mara remembered Luke's story about the time he fought Vader on Bespin, and Vader started throwing objects at Luke with the Force. Luke had told her that since he was so inexperienced at that time, he had no real defense, and the only thing he knew to do was swing at the objects.
I'm about to one-up you, farmboy.
Mara did a back flip over the pipe, instead of meeting it with her blade, and was prepared to land in a crouch in a defensive position, but her plan fell apart when Maul launched a Force blast at her, impacting her right in the chest and sending her flying into a wall.
The wind was knocked out of her, and she slumped to the floor, but quickly rose to her feet, lightsaber at the ready. She looked up just in time to see the Zabrak coming down on her, lightsaber overhead, ready to deal the killing blow.
She could telegraph what would happen next. She would block, but he would simply use the other blade to sweep up and behind her guard, severing her arms, then he would either impale her, decapitate her, or cut her in half.
Opening herself up to the Force, she pulled her reserves together and pulled a Force bubble around her. Maul's blade crashed into the bubble, and bounced off, sending him crashing to the floor.
Mara jumped forward, abandoning the bubble, and swung her lightsaber down hard, cutting the Zabrak's saberstaff in half.
"Would you Jedi stop cutting my things in half?!"
Maul launched another Force blast, but Mara crossed her forearms and braced herself, her natural Force barrier absorbing the majority of the blast.
"Wait, I know you...you're him, aren't you?" Mara asked with genuine curiosity.
"You're Darth Maul. The Fallen Apprentice, as Palpatine would say."
"You knew him as Palpatine, I knew him as Sidious."
"He spoke fondly of you. He said you were the most ferocious warrior he had ever seen. That is until you were defeated by a Padawan."
"And I came back from defeat. Back from death!" Maul shouted, stomping the ground with his artificial legs.
"I am more powerful now than I ever was then."
Mara eyed Maul up and down.
"You're still not more powerful than Vader. I worked with him too, you know. He would have stomped you into a pile of red goo."
Maul smiled.
"You are trying to mock me, trying to make me feel insecure. I let go of my insecurities long ago. I am wise, and I am strong."
"A man who has to tell others he is wise and strong is neither," replied Mara.
"I am no man."
"You're right, Old Ben took care of that back on Theed when he removed everything below your waist."
Maul roared, Mara having finally found the point to break his calm demeanor.
One end of his saber staff still worked. Pulling it into his hand with the Force, Maul thrust, slashed, and chopped at Mara, whom easily met every blow.
Maul was enraged, and this is where Mara did her best work.
Maul swiped at Mara with a backswing, leaving him wide open for Mara's kick to his jaw. Maul stumbled backward, but did not fall.
Mara thrust her blade forward in an attempt to impale the Zabrak, but Maul dodged to the right, and then lunged forward with a thrust of his own.
Mara quickly brought her blade down on top of Maul's, flooding her body with the Force to enhance her strength and hold the blade in place, and then snapped a powerful kick to the side of his head.
Mara yelped as one of Maul's horn's impaled the top of her foot.
She fell to the ground, her lightsaber skittering from her grasp. With a devilish smile, Maul walked to her and kicked her in the head, stars exploding in her field of vision as blood began to pour down her face.
Maul stood over her, with what could only be described as a gleeful smile. He casually twirled his lightsaber, and plunged it downward for the killing blow.
But the blade stopped just short of Mara's sternum. In shock, Maul watched as Mara held the blade in place with her bare hands. Tutaminis. An ability he had not mastered.
Enraged, Maul bolstered his strength with the Force, attempting to push the blade further down. If he couldn't break Mara's tutaminis, he could at the very least overpower her, until her arms could no longer hold the weight and the blade plunged through her chest and severed her spine.
Mara gritted her teeth and held fast. Her hands were on fire. No, literal fire, as the tutaminis was only able to protect her so much.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw her niece Jaina, frozen in fear. Either Maul would kill her, and quickly, or he would turn her into an agent of the dark side, which could be a fate worse than death.
Refusing to allow her darling niece to go down the same path she once traveled, Mara flooded her body with the Force, to the extent that some of her cells actually began to burst.
With a scream, she channeled all her energy into her palms, sending energy back up to the lightsaber blade and into the hilt. The focusing crystal fractured, and the lightsaber exploded in Maul's hands, lethal energy blasting through his palms and shredding them into bloody ribbons of meat and bone.
Maul stumbled backwards, staring at his hands.
Mara made her way to her feet, unsteadily, but ready to fight again.
With a howl, Maul charged Mara with Force enhanced speed, catching her off guard and driving his horns into her abdomen, and pinning her against the wall.
Mara cried out in pain as Maul pushed into her with all his might. Jaina had dropped her lightsaber at the sight of her aunt being impaled, and Mara felt tears mix with the blood streaming down her face.
With one final effort, Mara summoned her lightsaber to her hand and ignited it, plunging the blade straight through Maul's spine and out his abdomen.
Maul convulsed, and then fell limp on the floor, completely paralyzed.
Mara fell back against the wall, and then slid down, holding her injured abdomen.
Maul stared at her, unblinking. Alive, breathing, but unable to move his arms or legs. Jaina rushed to her aunt, pulling gauze from her medic pouch, but Mara waved it away.
"I don't need that, I have the Force. I've been healing myself from this illness for a year now. I can handle this."
"Aunt Mara, you're bleeding, a lot. He went in deep."
"Sweetheart, they never go in as deep as they think they will. I'll be fine."
"Okay, but I think it's time to get out of here. Let me help you to the shuttle."
Mara nodded in affirmation. Jaina put her own respirator on Mara, and then pulled an additional mask from her pouch. As she helped Mara to her feet, there was a disturbance in the Force, and Mara instinctively put her hands to her throat, and her eyes began to bulge.
Jaina looked helplessly at her aunt, not sure what was going on. She happened to glance down at Maul, and noticed that there was the faintest smile across his demonic face. Maul was choking Mara with the Force. He had no control over his body, but he still had the Force.
"No!" Jaina screamed, and ignited her blade, bringing it down across Maul's neck, instantly breaking the hold on Mara.
Mara was choking for air, but she was still alive, though barely. Jaina could feel Mara fading fast.
She rushed her to the shuttle, levitating her with the Force, and strapped her in the back.
Once they broke through the atmosphere and had communications, she immediately sent a message out to every Jedi in the galaxy. Mara Jade Skywalker would not die on this day.
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