Under Attack (Month 8, 57BBY)

Tarian and Amara being Sith had kept them apart quite a lot over the next several months but once they were together again they spent most of their time in bed together. She did finally get pregnant but it had taken alot of ‘trying’ in order to get Amara with child. Two in fact, they were having twins! And Tarian was extremely pleased about that. Especially that there was to be one boy and one girl. He had always wanted a girl and Amara had answered his prayers.

In her pregnancy Amara was even more beautiful and every chance Tarian got to corner her he took advantage of it. He was insatiable with his appetite for her but she didn't seem to mind. He was a doting husband when he was near and she didn’t seem to mind that either. At least, she had never complained to him about it. That night while they made love the whole room shook. At first he hadn’t noticed and he continued even though Amara tried to get his attention.

“Just...just a...moment...im almost there!” He groaned as he moved quickly atop her. She was face down on the bed and felt him orgasm inside of her. And then the room shook again and the door burst open…

Tarian was up in an instant and he held out his hand. His lightsaber flew to it and it turned on in a flash as he swung it to block a green lightsaber held by what looked to be a young Jedi. Another man entered the room dressed in armor and with his other hand he expelled violet tendrils of energy at him. Right then Tarian was one with the dark side of the force and he fought the Jedi as he killed the soldier with the dark lightning from his hand. The soldier fell to the floor, his armor still smoked from his attack and the room smelled like charred flesh.

“Amara...get out!” He said in an angry voice as more soldiers came in behind the Jedi.

It had taken some time, but Amara had finally become pregnant. Feeling life within her...feeling its connection with the Force had been a happy moment for her. She stopped going on missions after that and she missed Tarian every time he was gone. She could still recall the moment when she realized that they were having twins. She had taken Tarian's hand and placed it upon her belly and watched his face with a smile as he felt the second life within her. They were thrilled, especially when they could both sense just how strong they were with the Force.

Amara and Tarian's passion for one another did not dissipate with her pregnancy. In fact, it only seemed to get stronger. They made love every chance they had.

That night as they made love Amara began to sense that danger was nearby. She felt the room shake. She was five months pregnant and already starting to feel the protectiveness a mother felt for her children. Tarian only had seconds to Force pull his lightsaber towards him as a solider and young Jedi came into their room. Amara grabbed a robe and put it on and then grabbed her lightsaber as Tarian killed the solider. More soldiers appeared and she looked at Tarian before fleeing out the other door. Her first priority was her unborn children. She needed to keep them safe.

As Amara exited the door she felt as well as heard something large and heavy smash up against it. The door controls became damaged and she knew the door was jammed shut. There was another explosion and large cracks appeared in the ceiling above the doorway. She was forced to retreat down another corridor to the Apprentice barracks. There was alot of fighting there as well and 2 Jedi turned to face her once they saw her. They didn’t engage her though they only seemed to be guarding the passage behind them. The soldiers near them did though and they leveled their weapons at her and fired. As she fought them the wall and door that she came out of, the door to her and Tarian’s room collapsed in on itself.

As she deflected the bolts of energy that came at her, there were several one of the Jedi gestured to the cracked ceiling above her. His hand dropped and the ceiling began to rain down upon her and all went black.

Tarian had just made it out of the room before it collapsed. He was completely naked though he held his lightsaber and was covered in dust and grime from the fighting. “Amara!” He shouted. He had hoped she had come out of the Apprentice halls by now but he hadn’t seen her. There were soldiers and Jedi everywhere and the Sith were in full retreat, their base was compromised.

Amara quickly realized that the Sith base had been compromised. Sith were in full retreat and there was fighting everywhere. Amara was forced to retreat down another corridor towards the Apprentice barracks. However, just before the got the barracks she encountered 2 Jedi guarding the passage behind them. There were soldiers near them as well and they engaged her. She was able to deflect their shots, but as she was fighting them one of the Jedi gestured towards the cracked ceiling above her and then dropped his hand, causing the ceiling to rain down around her. Seconds later everything went black.

As Tarian was looking for Amara he would see a pile of rubble and then would notice one of Amara's hands sicking out of it. He would know it was hers by the ring she was wearing.

Tarian doubled back after his calls for her did not produce her and he didn’t see Amara anywhere. He was beginning to get concerned and he asked several of their comrades if they had seen her. None of them had. Tarian avoided as much of the fighting as he could. He needed to get Amara out of here and onto his ship...if he even had a ship anymore.

He ran back into the Apprentice hall and further into the corridor behind where the room they shared had been. He ran past a pile of rubble and then stopped when he saw a glint of metal in the rubble. He looked down and saw that the glint came from the engagement ring he had given Amara. “Amara!” He cried as he used the force to lift the rock and plaster off of her. He came onto his knees and pulled her out of the rubble. She was bleeding from several places but he sensed that she was still alive. She was covered in dust and dirt and blood as he picked her up in his arms.

Tarian used the force to conceal them as he ran with her toward the stairs. His ship wasn’t far but as he stepped out onto the balcony that overlooked the large courtyard he saw several ships burning in the distance. “Hang on my love!” He murmured as he pulled her to him and started down the stairs to the courtyard. Surprisingly his R2 unit was there and it clicked and whirred at him as he passed it. “I know we’re in trouble! We need to get to my ship!” He growled as he ran. There were more republic ships landing as he ran toward his ship. He felt blood on his hands but he couldn’t stop to find out where she was hurt.

Eventually he made it to his ship. It had taken a hit but it didn’t appear to be very bad. He laid Amara down in the emergency med bed and strapped her in. “Hang on Amara!” He said as he leaned over and kissed her. “R2, prepare a hyperjump from the atmosphere then plot an escape route for a longer jump,” He said quickly. R2 clicked and whistled back. “I don’t care where!” Tarian growled. His shoulder where he had been his by blaster fire hurt but he ignored it as he moved to the pilot’s seat and began preparing the ship for launch.

In her unconscious state Amara dreamt. She was on a planet she did not recognize. There were witches chanting and a woman sitting on a dark throne. She had red hair and green eyes like Amara, but Amara knew it wasn't herself. It was her daughter...

...With a gasp and a jerk she suddenly regained consciousness. Several hours had passed and she could immediately tell that she was on Tarian's ship. She saw his worried face over her and she began to recall everything that had happened. She remembered the base being destroyed and her being forced to flee. She remembered encountering the soldiers and Jedi and one of the Jedi bringing the ceiling down upon her.

Tarian was there beside her, looking at her worryingly. "Are the babies alright?"

Tarian and Amara had escaped and the ship was presently in hyperspace. “Keep us on course R2,” He said and moved back to the medical bay. He grabbed an extra Sith robe that hung on a peg and put it on. Tarian knew a little about field medicine but he was not a doctor. He scanned Amara and the babies and they all appeared to be alive but it had taken some time to get control of her bleeding. She wasn’t breach but it concerned him a great deal. He eventually got it to stop and gave her fluids. Tarian was cleaning her face with a soft cloth and cleanser when her eyes opened.

“I...I think so. You were...bleeding but I’m not a doctor Amara. I don’t know if they are still in danger or not,” he said as gently as he could. He didn’t want to frighten her. He had been terrified before but now he controlled his emotions. She needed him to be strong for her right then but inside he was so worried for their babes.

Amara gently placed her hand upon her belly and closed her eyes and felt a wave of relief come over her when she sensed that they were both alive. However, she could not be certain if they were out of danger yet. She could only hope. She slowly sat up with Tarian's help and could see she had been wounded in several places. She could feel that the ship was in Hyperspace, although she did not know where they were going.

"Was the entire base destroyed?"

“I doubt they found the lower catacombs but the base is lost,” he said almost sadly. Alot of Sith relics were down in those catacombs. Several he had recovered himself. He felt Amara’s hand squeeze his when she sensed his disappointment. “But lets not worry about that now. We’re headed to the fallback position,” he said and then something occurred to him. “I...lost your lightsaber,” he said softly as he looked into her eyes. “I’m sorry,” he said and felt tired all of a sudden but he retained his calm as he had more to tell.

“The hyperdrive is leaking Amara. We’re going to have to land somewhere to get a new one. We won’t make it to Belderone but I think we can make it to Vorzyd V,” he said. They both knew Vorzyd, it went by another name, ‘The Gambler’s World’. It was rife with lawlessness and no one, not even the Hutts really had a firm grip or control on the planet. They’d need to be very careful but at least it wasn't a republic controlled world.

Amara could sense Tarian's sadness when he spoke about the catacombs. He had helped recover several of the Sith relics that were stored down there. She reached out and gently took his hand and gave it a squeeze. She hoped that perhaps one day they would be able to return there and remove the relics and bring them somewhere safe. Amara only nodded a little when Tarian told her he had lost her lightsaber. That meant she would have to build a new one. She just hoped she wouldn't need to use one before that time.

Tarian paused, but Amara could sense that he had more to tell her. When he told her that the hyperdrive was leaking she became concerned. That concern grew when he told her that the only place they would be able to make it to was Vorzyd V, otherwise known as the Gambler's World. Amara did not like the idea of going there, but there was not much else they could do. They needed to get the hyperdrive fixed.

"How long until we reach the planet?"