"I'm simply not like that," she said simply and without a glance to the other man, stated, "I hope you don't mind," and used the force to borrow the lightsaber from the man and saw that the blade was double-edged. She only activated one blade and she knew that he possibly didn't know how to deflect two blades at the same time.

She drew his blade and held it off with the silver lightsaber and used her other lightsaber to cut off his hand.

"I don't know why I should allow you to live."

Kurt used the force to trip Kane from behind while he was distracted, and Kurt brought the Sith lightsaber to him, leaped, and stabbed Kane in the heart, killing him.

Kurt went back to holding onto his leg, then tried to calm down, and ignore the pain. He sat up, wincing and looked at the woman.

"Ah what a combonation." He smiled warmly. "Beautiful, and deadly. Now this was completely pointless. We have to get back to Naboo somehow."

"I know Sith Lords usually have ships, all we have to do is commandeer it. I think this Lord went rogue, meaning that he'd have been alone. Right now, you need medical attention."

She offered her shoulder to him.

"And I believe this is yours," she replied, handing him the silver lightsaber."

Kurt nodded in thanks as he recieved the lightsaber.

"I don't think he was a Sith Lord. If so, he would have seen our attacks coming. But...I don't know, I'm not Sith." He looked over at the dead body with the hood over the face. "I wonder who he was..."

Just then he remembered about his leg- well, what was left.

"Argh...I'll be fine-argh!" He took off his cloak and wrapped it around the stump. "What did he want with us?"

"I know about Sith. Their ways are a mystery, but he might've been a relative to you as he looked like you. He could be either a clone or twin or something."

She led him to the ship and guided him to the medical area and set the droids to work on a robotic replacement for his leg.

"I'll be looking for the cockpit, and then we're going to return to Naboo, to the Jedi Temple."

"A relative of me...?" He said quietly, remembering his old brother whom he left out of his histroy to others. It was somewhat embarressing to him to lose one to the darkside.

She had only turned to leave and she was still in the room. She could sense that he was embarrassed due to the link he had to the dark side.

"Don't be embarassed. I had a relative that turned too. My mother, in fact."

She hid the fact that her left hand wasn't her actual hand, but a life-like replacement. She then walked out of the room and to the cockpit, doing the preflight checks and then the ship lumbered off the planet's surface.

"Argh, my leg...what will Vodo think of this whole thing? We could have been killed! I got off lucky! Vodo is gonna kill us..." he said as he stared out of the amazing glass window at the stars. He held on to his leg, as the blood leaked through his fingers- he wondered how long he would stay concious, even if he was using the Force to calm himself.

The medical droids swarmed to his leg as she left and worked on making a replacement and as soon as the ship got into hyperspace, Tara returned.

"I don't think we could've died. I've fought against Sith before and with less training than I have. And Master Baas will react the way that he will. He would probably be somewhere between congradulating us for the fall of another Sith and repramanding us for leaving."

She seemed to be far away and calm.

"So, how's it going? Are the droids doing what they're supposed to? I know how it's like to lose an appandage."

She flashed her left hand, a hand she barely use, revealing a life-like replacement.

"I have no idea." Kurt replied. "I only know that- argh! It hurts...what did they do to you? Mechanical replacement?"