The Rise and Fall of Darth Malak

Chapter 4:
Naked Killer


Carth didn’t know why, but something just didn’t feel right. He was minutes from the cantina when he turned and walked back towards the alien quarter of upper Taris. He had been surprised enough that Nevara had remained behind with the pleasure girl. It came as something of a shock that she had remained at the apartment.


Kasha took a slightly light headed Nevara by the hand leading her into the main room. Nevara was suddenly aware that the bodyguard Yann was in the room. While Nevara didn’t mind walking around naked in front of Kasha, she wasn’t about to give this freak show a free look.


Nevara turned to Kasha with the intention of asking her what was going on. She felt the other woman’s hand suddenly drop from her own. ‘Now she was getting worried, talk about being caught with her pants down.


“You Republic fools never learn do you?” Kasha asked as she walked in front of Nevara, drying herself off with a towel she had taken from the shower room.


“I take it your not really who you say you are.” Nevara replied, looking around the room for some kind of advantage over the pair.


“I would have enjoyed more time to get to know you, Nevara. But my masters insist that all Republic soldiers and sympathisers are to be killed.”


“Perhaps you could forget you ever saw me.”


“Don’t be a fool, surely your not going to give me a speech about I how can be saved from the dark side. I’ve heard it before, from soldiers and Jedi, right before I killed them.”


Nevara looked across to Yann as he took a pair of bolters from the inside of his robes, aiming them at Nevara. The tattoo faced bodyguard seem to show little sign of any emotion as stared Nevara in the eye, daring her to make her move.


“You seem to have me at a disadvantage, Kasha, if that’s your real name.”


“It is and you are. That’s the whole point. Now we’re wasting time. I’ve no doubt your friend will return soon enough and unfortunately we have to kill him as well.”
“Yann, do you want to play for a while. We have a little longer before we need to return, she’s all yours.”


“I’d sooner force you to shoot me than allow your pet rancor to lay a hand on me, Kasha.”


“He won’t mind, as long as you’re still warm.”


“You’re both seriously sick, you do realise that right.”


“Don’t worry, Nevara. I think he would have preferred your friend, although he’s not usually too choosy.”


Kasha walked over to Yann and took the pistols from him. His expression remained one of the emotionless killer he undoubtedly was. He turned to Nevara and stepped towards her.


“Perhaps I should just wound you a little. Just so that you’ll be a little more compliant.” Kasha said as she aimed the blasters at Nevara’s legs.


Yann stepped forward to within arms length of Nevara. Kasha had allowed him to step in front of the blasters and Nevara saw her chance. She lashed out, her foot connecting with the giant’s groin.


He yelped in pain and doubled over, the next kick taking him in the throat. Kasha fired both blasters trying to get Nevara in her targets. They should have just killed her; her masters would not be pleased if they found she had made such a mess of killing a simple Republic soldier.


Yann fell forward onto his knees, Nevara dived forward grabbing him and pulling him on top of her just as two blaster shots tore into his back.


Carth opened the door to see Kasha holding and firing two blasters into the back of her bodyguard, Nevara naked beneath him. He drew his own blasters only to have to dive out of the way of the lightning fast reactions of the assassin as she turned and fired. He fell backwards, loosing his footing, Kasha rolled to her clothes struggling to find whatever she was looking for inside them.


Nevara struggled to remove the dead weight from on top of her; she was a sitting target for Kasha in her present position. She managed to roll from under him just as Kasha ran across the room and kicked her in the face. Nevara fell backwards, her head spinning from the powerful blow.


Kasha turned throwing an object across the room. Carth dived behind the bed just in time to avoid the flash grenade that landed not several metres away. It was enough to dazzle him. Kasha ran for the door, this particular encounter was not going as planned, she could always finish them off later.


Several minutes later Carth walked over to Nevara who was sat up against the wall, seemingly still dazed from the attack.


“Nice to meet you, Carth. I didn’t expect you’d be seeing me quite so naked this early on.”


Carth looked down at her, trying to be the gentleman but failing miserably as he looked at her from head to toe until realising what he was doing.


“What’s wrong, Carth? You seem a little embarrassed.”


“I’m sorry.” Carth replied as he turned away.


“You’ve seen me now, Carth. Besides, I need you to help me over to the bed. I don’t think Kasha was quite what she made out to be. That blow was not something you would expect from a cantina girl. She was certainly trained, obviously Sith, and now they are going to know we’re here.”


Carth helped Nevara stand, one arm over his shoulders the other around his back as she steadied herself.


“It’s not fair you know, Carth.”


“What isn’t?”


“Well you’ve seen me.”


“And what do you propose? I strip off here just so we are even.”


Nevara smiled at the thought of it, for someone who had almost been killed by a Sith assassin she certainly wasn’t taking it seriously enough for Carth. He walked her over to the bed handing her a towel to cover herself.


“What shall we do with him?” Carth asked as he pointed down at Yann, the man was clearly dead from the blaster fire.


“We’ll worry about him in a moment. What are we going to do now? The Sith are going to know we are here.”


Nevara laughed as Carth began to undress. “What are you doing, Carth, we barely know each other.”


“I’m taking a shower and making things even.” He said as he stripped down to his waist.


Nevara was impressed; there was a fit and muscular body underneath all that seriousness.


“Is that it?”


Carth turned, undoing his belt and walking towards the shower room. Dropping his pants to the floor as he did so.


“What about those?” Nevara asked as she pointed as his underwear. Carth stood in the doorway seeming to contemplate what to do.


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‘The evil witch, how could anyone do that …’ She had actually started to feel sorry for Anndreyya, only for her moments later to begin laughing at the girl beneath her, Bastila almost despised her as much as Brejik.


Sashira looked up in horror as not only did Anndreyya’s screaming stop she actually seemed to be encouraging Brejik. It appeared to have all been a ruse, perhaps put on for the benefit of Bastila and the others, knowing how they would react to such a violation.


When the screaming stopped, Brejik stood allowing Anndreyya to get up; she turned and kissed him, full on the lips as though they were lovers. Bastila shook her head, the disgust she felt at the pair of them and the cruelty they had shown towards the Twi’Lek girl. It was now obvious they had merely been playing some kind of weird game for the sake of Bastila and the other Jedi.


Anndreyya dressed herself, continually looking over at Bastila as she did so. She seemed to be taunting the Jedi. Bastila was going to rise to her petty attempt at making her angry.


“Take her with you, Anndreyya.” Brejik said as he looked down at Sashira.


Sashira wasted no time in getting off the desk and quickly dressing. Anndreyya walked over to Bastila’s cage, the smirk of satisfaction on her face made Bastila feel sick to her stomach.


“What are you going to do with her, Brejik?” Anndreyya asked while running her tongue over her lips as she looked Bastila up and down.


“She’s the main prize in the swoop race, Anndreyya. I don’t want them here longer than necessary. If the Sith find out we’re keeping Jedi prisoners her they’ll have troops blasting their way in here.”


“Good, I thought you might keep her.”


“Tempting isn’t it, but she’ll bring us too much trouble if we keep her here for more than a few days.”


“Come, girl. I want to show you the finer arts of torturing a Mandalorian. And let it be a lesson to you as well.”


To say Bastila and the others were relieved was an understatement, now all they had to do was find a way to free themselves. She wondered if Shaden was going to help them. He certainly would if he could find a way, of that Bastila was certain.

In Anndreyya’s absence Dana had been chained to a bed by the guards. She looked across to the power supply connected to the bed, she was certain they could use it to shock her. She had faced worse, but still didn’t relish the thought of being electrocuted.


Anndreyya walked into the room, Sashira at her side, her arm held by the Vulkar gang member.


“Sit over there and watch.” Anndreyya ordered Sashira, pointing at a chair in the corner of the room. Sashira did as she was ordered; it wasn’t like they were giving her much choice.


Anndreyya walked slowly over to the table. She stood over the Mandalorian contemplating what she intended to do.


She ran her fingers lightly down Dana’s arm, taking her wrist in her hand.


“What should I do with you Mandalorian?”


“Let me go would be a good start. Failing that you could always put a blaster in your mouth and blow your damn head off.”


“By the time I’ve finished, you’ll be begging to please me.”


“If you believe that then you’re a fool.”


Anndreyya walked over to a switch on the wall, she simply flicked it sending the electrical current through Dana’s body. Dana screamed the first of many, Anndreyya stood over her laughing.


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“Well, are you taking them off or not.” Nevara asked as she looked him up and down, although in truth she had seen all she needed to. His remaining clothes left little to the imagination.


Carth turned and dropped his underwear to the ground, walking into the shower. He smiled as her heard the laughter behind him. He wasn’t so certain when Nevara appeared in the door way. She watched as he lathered his body, just as Kasha had done for her. She turned and walked back out of the room smiling. Carth almost regretted letting her walk out, but they still really were just strangers. Although it hadn’t seem to have stopped Nevara with that Kasha woman, whoever she might be.


Nevara lay back on the bed thinking about what had just happened and what was happening now. She couldn’t help but run her hands down her body; closing her eyes she imagined herself and Carth taking the shower together. Strangely she also imagined the woman Kasha, she didn’t like being betrayed and she was going to have to pay for her deception.


Carth stood in the doorway watching her as her hands worked between her legs. She couldn’t see him as she still had her eyes closed, but she could sense him, she let out a quiet moan and was almost tempted to open her eyes and ask him what he was doing. But for now she’d let him watch. Carth turned to walk back into the shower.


“Nevara turned to him and simply said “Stay, Carth.”


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