Betrayal Most Foul

Name: Geviar Slyvin
Species: Human
Sex: Male
Age: 18
Jedi: Consular
Rank: Padawan
Lightsaber Style: One Weapon, Long Saber Staff
Lightsaber Color: Green

Geviar Slyvin was playing a game of Pazaak with Jedi Padawan Bolook. Bolook was up about 75 credits and Geviar felt annoyance. "Remain calm, Padawan," said Bolook. "Pazaak is not something to become agitated about."

"I know," said Geviar. "Sometimes, I just can't help it."

"I have days like those myself," replied Bolook. "Come, we should take a break and go for a walk in the Courtyard to clear our minds."

"Yes," said Geviar. "Let's."

The two of them stood and headed for the Courtyard when suddenly the entire Enclave shook violently.

"Quick," shouted Bolook. "We must find Master Zhar."

The two of them ran through the halls searching for Zhar. A few minutes later, they met up with him in the East corridor. He had Padawans Belaya and Jegialm Occul running right behind him. Zhar stopped in front of them to catch his breath. "We are under attack," he said to them. "Geviar, go find Master Vrook and Master Dorak in the North Corridor and tell them to get to the West Corridor hangar bay. Bolook, go help Padawans Beledok and Deesra out by the front entrance to the Enclave. Hurry, both of you!"

"Yes, Master!" Geviar and Bolook said in unison before running off to fulfill their orders.

It proved easy enough for Geviar to find Vrook and Dorak. So easy in fact that they almost found him.

"Masters," said Geviar to them both. "Master Zhar says that we must hurry and get to the West Corridor hangar bay as quickly as possible."

"Have you seen Master Vandar?" asked Dorak.

"No, Master," said Geviar. "However, I would think that he would also try to make his way to the West Corridor hangar."

"That is a wise assumption," said Dorak. "However, we must be certain. Follow Master Vrook and I to Master Vandar's quarters. There we are sure to learn the truth as to his location."

"As you wish, Master Dorak," said Geviar nervously.

"This is no time for fear, Geviar," said Vrook in an almost condescending tone. "Nothing will happen."

"Yes, Master Vrook," a scolded Geviar said. "I just couldn't help it. Master Vandar has the quarters closest to the main body of conflict."

Dorak smiled. "You are yet young," he said. "Control over one's emotions takes time that you have not yet experienced. Do not feel bad, but do reflect upon this moment so that you may learn from it."

"I will, Master Dorak," said Geviar, feeling a little bit better as they set off towards Vandar's quarters.

"I honestly do not know why you coddle the Padawans the way that you do," said Vrook to Dorak. "By doing so you don't allow them to learn and experience for themselves."

Geviar had to emotionally bite his tongue so as to keep his thoughts in check. Dorak seemed to sense this and looked at Vrook. "I do not consider it coddling, Master Vrook," he said. "I consider it my sworn duty. Padawans are young and do not have the benefit of the same experience that we, as Jedi Masters, have. Do not be disheartened by Master Vrook's words, Geviar. Even the Jedi Council feels that he is the surliest of all the Jedi Masters. Pay his overly harsh criticisms no heed."

"Don't tell him that," said Vrook. "If I do not instruct him with a stern hand then he will not gain the strength of spirit that he needs to have as a Jedi. I tell you these things, Geviar, for your own good. Don't take them personally."

"I understand, Masters," Geviar said a bit despondently. "I will learn."

"Good," said Vrook. "See that you do because if you don't then you won't be of use to anyone, especially yourself."

"Your words have brought me wisdom, Master Vrook," said Geviar.

Little more was said after that as the three of them cautiously made their way to Vandar's quarters. When they saw that Vandar was not there they looked at one another.

"It would seem as I said," said Geviar.

"It would indeed," said Dorak.

Suddenly, about a dozen Sith troopers came into view with vibroblades drawn and came straight at the three Jedi. Dorak and Vrook wasted no time in drawing their lightsabers, while Geviar took a step back. "Fear not, Geviar," said Dorak. "I will see no harm come to you. Join us."

Geviar felt himself frozen with fear, and then it happened. A thought crossed his mind about how he might get to live through today. Carefully, he drew his saber staff and activated both of its blades.

"It's about time you decided to help out," said Vrook with a slight backwards glance.

"Yes," said Geviar as Vrook returned his full attention to the Sith troopers. "It is."

With that, Geviar spun his lightsaber about and beheaded Vrook with a single swing. Dorak was taken by surprise and actually dropped his guard to consider Geviar. The troopers then wasted no time stabbing Dorak through the chest and pinning him to the wall with their vibroblades. "I can't believe you did that," Dorak gasped. Geviar said nothing, but just gave him a slight shrug.

"My apologies, Master Dorak," he said matter-of-factly. "However, I want to live beyond today. If joining the Sith is how I will do that, then so be it."

"You will gain nothing with the Sith, Geviar," Dorak said, his breath getting more and more faint. "Your betrayal has sealed your fate. I am sorry for you."

Geviar gritted his teeth at Dorak's curse and an anger that he had never known before overtook him. Taking up Dorak's fallen lightsaber, he activated it and beheaded the Jedi Master. Then he turned to the remaining Sith Troopers. "You never saw this," he said to them all. "You never even encountered us."

"We never saw this," all the troopers said as one. "We never encountered you."

"What you're looking for is in the West Corridor."

"What we're looking for is in the West Corridor."

"Now go," he ordered them. With that all of the troopers turned around and headed off towards the West Corridor. Geviar watched them until the last one of them was gone. "I could get used to this."

Just as he was about to leave, Geviar had another thought. With a smile he picked up the heads of the two fallen Jedi Masters, attached them to his belt, and then headed away from the West Corridor towards the main entrance. By using the Force, he managed to find his way there without needing to draw his saber staff. When at last he was near the entrance, he spotted Jedi historian Deesra.

"How are things going here?" he inquired.

"We're at a standoff," announced Deesra. "Why are you here?"

"Master Dorak bid me come to the entrance to see if I could be of any help to you," he lied.

"Thank you, Master Dorak," said Deesra relieved. "And thank you as well."

"I need and desire no thanks," Geviar said with a smile as he drew his saber staff and activated one of its blades.

A few moments later, a Sith shuttle touched down and Darth Malak himself emerged.

"We must hold the entrance!" shouted Deesra as both he and Geviar saw Beledok Garen charge the Dark Lord and get cut down by a Force Storm.

"Yes," said Geviar as he ran Deesra through from behind with his saber staff. "We must hold."

Deesra collapsed in a heap and looked up at Geviar. "Why?" he asked with his final breath.

"Because I made my choice," Geviar said. Then he turned his head and noticed that Darth Malak was coming his way. When Malak got closer and saw Deesra's body lying at Geviar's feet, Geviar looked directly at the Dark Lord and shuddered for a brief instant. Malak raised his hand to deal with the Padawan, when Geviar put up his own hand to motion for Malak to wait.

"I live only to serve you, Lord Malak," he said. Then he reached behind him for the two heads tied to the back of his belt. As he brought them into view, Malak noticed that it was the heads of Jedi Masters Dorak and Vrook. "I am yours to command, Master." Then Geviar knelt down and bowed his head.

"Good," he said to the traitorous Padawan. "Now, where is Master Vandar?"

"In the West Corridor hangar bay, my Master," replied Geviar. Almost instantly, Malak and three Dark Jedi moved off to go in search of Vandar while Geviar was left behind with the troopers.

Geviar could see Malak return alone, holding his hand to his jawpiece, just as Vandar's shuttle took off from the West Corridor hangar. Malak growled his unhappiness and considered the betraying Padawan.

"Go to my shuttle, my new Apprentice," he ordered. "Soon I shall complete your training."

Geviar smiled as he rose from his knees and headed for Malak's shuttle. As he walked, he felt the energy of the Dark Side course into his very being. Malak was laughing.

To be continued...