Trychon, Tyrrazapon and Raezyr had wandered unimpeded through the wing containing the Senators' offices, checking each with the security cards to see if it was occupied. They eliminated the Senators from Devaron, Deylerax, Froz, and Tibrin along with several of their aides, and aides from several other planets that happened to be working at the time.
Suddenly they saw an image in their mind. An image of a door, and a message from their Master. "Someone was in there."
Without words, they immediately changed course and headed for the door they had seen. Somehow they just knew where it was located.
Raezyr had been listening to the trasmissions in the helmet comm and commented. "They're all after one guy. Has to be Lord Eiron. There was also an alert from Admiral Daan's office. Several troops were dispatched there. Let's go give Anya some backup, then we'll go after whomever was behind that door."
"Agreed," said Trychon.
The stopped quickly at an unmanned information terminal and using the security cards, they had no problem finding the quickest route to Anya's location.
They made it there unimpeded. Everyone seemed to be chasing the Dark Lord.
As they rounded the final corner they saw seven guards standing ready to charge in, while one was attempting to bypass the security lockout on the door.
"Make room," Raezyr announced. "I've got a couple of techs to get that open."
The blue robes relaxed and pressed back against the wall on either side to allow the techs to have access to the door locks. When the three Sith got into the middle of them, they ignited their blades.
Caught off guard and out of position, it was easy pickings. Raezyr felled the three nearest the door and Trychon and Tyrrazapon took down the other four, all before they had any chance to raise the alarm or bring a weapon to bear.
The egress cleared for Anya, they were about to leave, when they felt her cry out in pain.
Raezyr immediately drove both of his sabers to the hilt into the door, and quickly cut a large access as the molten metal hissed and sparked. When he had finished cutting, Raezyr kicked the door and the large chunk of metal clanged to floor.
Stepping inside they saw Anya standing there with a large burn in her right shoulder, standing over an unmoving figure on the floor. A pool of blood was forming next to him.
She turned as they entered, and her face was drawn and haggard. "What the hell are you guys doing? This was MY mission. MINE and mine alone. I did it. I didn't need your help!"
"Hey, there was an alarm over here. We just wanted to clear your escape, but when we got here, we could feel that you were in trouble," Trychon said defensivley.
"I could have handled it," she steamed and started toward the exit that Raezyr had cut. She stopped and bent over at the waist to pick up Daan's lightsaber, and crumpled to the floor.
Raezyr picked up her unconscious figure and put her over his shoulder. He felt a slight twinge from the broken rib, but the stims he had taken earlier were still doing their job.
"Let's head for that door that Lord Eiron showed us," Tyrrazapon said.
They exited the door and hurried toward their next destination.
I hate that Anya proves their point time and time again.
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