[FIC]Star Wars: CSI Na Shadda

[The Doctor]

Just so you know, 'Won't Get Fooled Again' is already used as the theme for CSI: Miami. 'Who Are You' is for the original, and 'Teenage Wasteland' is for New York.

[CSI]

I never watched CSI: NY before, what's it talking about? But I have both CSI and CSI: Miami all seasons on DVD. I just finished CSI Season Five, and I'm currently enjoying CSI: Miami Season 1. I love them. That's how I got inspired.

[Diego Varen]

Good Chapter, which I've been waiting for. If Doc is right about Won't Get Fooled Again being used before, then perhaps You Better You Bet.

[CSI]

Chapter 6

 

Soon, the land speeder whooped down and parked down the parking lot of the shoot range. Some civilians were doing target practices. Some of them are in sitting position, some are in prone position, and others are in crouch position. Their purpose is just one: to hit the jackpot.

 

Nihilus fired one laser beam through his disruptor. Through his scope, he can clearly see his beam burn on the target: “Fire in the Hole.”

 

“Remember what do we used to say?” The sniper, Jax, a Gran, smiled.

 

“Jackpot.” Nihilus smiled, too.

 

“It’s been a while when I fired one of those,” Revan looked at his disruptor, said.

 

They all knew Jedi considers blasters “Uncivilized”, but due to politeness, Revan changed his attitude on disruptors toward Jax.

 

“You know where to find a gun,” Jax raised his head, “but sniping is different. Comes to shooting, you can’t trust just your eyes.” Nihilus fired another laser beam.

 

Jax closed his big eyes and heard Revan said, “Just like a crime scene.”

 

Re-opening his third eye, he said, “Most snipers tended to take a deep, controlled breath before the 1/500 seconds before firing the disruptor to decides if the condition is perfect to take a life."

 

“You put your victim at the end of the barrel of your weapon, and you became god,” Revan shrugged, “you have all the power.”

 

Jax replied, “You stay in control. A sniper only make the shot if the conditions are perfect.”

 

Waved goodbye to Jax, Nihilus and Revan drove back to their lab.

 

Revan told Nihilus to look into the microscope again. “You’re looking at a Black Pine,” Holding a Trace Lab report, he said emotionless.

 

Sometimes not only Nihilus, the whole lab envied how Revan controlled his emotion.

 

“Now, it’s not indigenous to Na Shaddaa, but it is commonly used to grow Bonsai trees.”

 

“Our sniper has a hobby,” Nihilus observed.

 

“And patience—it takes 20 to 30 years to grow a Bonsai tree.” Revan continued, “I also found urine.”

 

“Probably up there all night waiting to take his shots.”

 

“Mm.”

 

With a loud crash, the door was rammed open by Bastila. She stormed in and screamed: “It happened again!”

 

Didn't give us a slight chance to cover our ears, she turned on the information holocron, with a short beep, the holocron showed the panorama of the whole scene, and the beautiful journalist is holding the transmitter, using the Basic, reporting:

 

“Nar Shaddaa Security Force just arrived on the scene. Now, witnesses tell us one person has been shot. There may be others, we just don’t know yet. What we do know is that the sniper has once again struck in Downtown Na Shaddaa.”

 

"Curse..." Nihilus couldn't control his anger, and his hand formed a "Force Choke" movement, "if I found that piece..."

 

"There is no emotion..." Revan's whisper entered Nihilus's auditory receptor.

 

With a deep sigh, Nihilus fell down on a chair.

[Diego Varen]

I thought I told you Na Shaddaa was spelt Nar Shaddaa. Anyway another good Chapter. I liked the reference to AOTC with the blasters being “Uncivilized". I'm looking foward to more.

[Dark_Lady]

I like this story a lot. You obviously watch a lot of CSI.

[CSI]

I thought I told you Na Shaddaa was spelt Nar Shaddaa. Anyway another good Chapter. I liked the reference to AOTC with the blasters being “Uncivilized". I'm looking foward to more.

 

Thanks for the remind me of mistakes.

 

ha. I just used Obi-Wan Kenobi's phrase.

 

I like this story a lot. You obviously watch a lot of CSI.

 

Yeah you're right. I love CSI series. Can't wait for CSI: Season 6 DVD to come out!

[CSI]

Chapter 6

 

It was a sunny, happy afternoon, but CSIs are not happy about it.

 

“Second day, second shooting.” Bao-Dur observed when they arrived the crime scene. It was located near the Nar Shaddaa Catina, which a lot of food carts were located there.

 

“Could be unrelated, could be a copycat.” Mical replied.

 

“It’s the same part of the town.” Revan said grimly.

 

“Yeah, but the first shooting happened in the morning.” Mical recalled.

 

“The MO* is different,” Mical said.

 

“Is it? The only time busier than early morning is evening rush hour when people are trying to get home.” Revan said.

 

“Or get a quick bite to eat.” Bao-Dur observed.

 

Mical bowed down and studied the fourth victim closely. He was shot between the eyes. He leaned peacefully on a fast food cart, with eyes closing. If there were no holes on his forehead and no blood flowing from that hole, everybody would say that he’s sleeping, don’t disturb.

 

“Myra Oen.,” Atton greeted them and looked at the victim, he didn’t even bother to greet them, “about 39, a Chiss. He’s a Sith, a real Sith.” Atton didn’t do a good job to cover his surprise.

 

Revan, Bao-Dur and Mical looked around to confirm that Nihilus is not around.

 

“If that’s true, then why didn’t he use his lightsaber?” Bao-Dur used a pen to flip a corner of victim’s robe to reveal a lightsaber.

 

“That’s normal because a disruptor fire cannot be blocked or reflected by a lightsaber. Before I come here, Nihilus told me.” Revan said deliberately.

 

“But even with the Force, he still cannot see it coming?” Mical asked Revan.

 

“I don’t think he’s that sensitive to Force like us,” Revan thought aloud.

 

“He currently had no family, and like before, nobody heard any shots.” Atton’s voice broke Revan’s thoughts.

 

Nodding, Revan turned away while Atton was still saying, “He just wanted to buy a hot dog and bam! Dead. Director is ready to have a stroke. He planned to call in Reps.”

 

What he mean “Rep” was Republic Investigator Committee, which was under directly control of Senate. (Off topic: You can think it as Fed on Earth.)

Bao-Dur shook his head. This would mean a very, very big, bad business they will face.

 

“Two shootings, two days, four victims—this guy’s on a spree.” Revan observed calmly.

 

“Can we place him on a building?” Atton asked, “but I’d prefer ‘nail’ instead.”

 

“Not with just one shot, but Nihilus can approximate distance.” Mical put in helpfully.

 

“So the only evidence we have are wounds we can’t use and strips of a homemade camouflage suit.” Atton frowned.

 

“Let’s not forget the sand and the Bonsai needles.” Revan reminded Atton, “The further the evidence takes us away from the crime scene, the greater the chance he’ll let down his guard.” Revan looked up a tall building. The building’s glasses reflected the sun’s bright rays. He then continued with emphasize, “And that’s when we’ll get him.”

 

*MO, Short for modus operandi, is for repeating criminal behaviors. They have especially same characteristics.

[Diego Varen]

Another good Chapter. I'm happy your Computer is okay now. Or is it? Anyway looking foward to the next Chapter.

[CSI]

Hopefully, Yes...Finally my computer is recovered...Your concern is noted and appreciated.

[CSI]

Chapter 7

 

In the lab, Revan called Mical: “Mical, anything that catches our eyes?”

 

Mical reported: “So, the Cantina betted three-to-one odd that he’s going to shoot again Monday morning. Ten-to-one odds that he’s going to shoot in a different location.”

 

Revan didn’t smile: “Okay, but he’s shooting people in downtown for a reason.” Revan said.

 

“Well, you know, Bao-Dur’s dad works in Dock, but his sister doesn’t want him to go to work because the shoot point is very close to his working place.” Mical said briefly and asked Revan, “What do you think the odds are, realistically, that we’re going to find this guy before somebody else gets killed?”

 

“I don’t know. But if this guy gets us to change the way we do our jobs, then those odds are going to go up. So let’s not do that, okay?” Revan looked away for a while.

 

“All right.” Mical was walking away.

 

“Hang in there.”

 

“Four dead in the so-called Nar Shaddaa Sniper four shootings, so far, have been linked to the sniper. A car backfired earlier today, causing panic in downtown Nar Shaddaa. Worried parents are keeping their children home from school…” One broadcaster said in the TV.

 

“The shootings were caused by a disruptor that no authorities can track the bullets…” Another broadcaster said.

 

“Some people say that they can’t trust…” Broadcaster number 1 said.

 

“So far, all victims have been shot during rush hour.” Broadcaster Number 2 added.

 

In the morgue of CSI Laboratories, Brianna pushed in another cart of Myra Oen laying on it. They all looked peaceful, but Brianna knew their soul is shouting because their murder was still at large.

 

----

 

Revan used a pipettor to absorb a unknown chemical in a small vial, and injected it into another small vial with another chemical. He shook it and used another pipettor to transfer it into a even smaller vial. After capping the vial, he opened the chemical detector lid, pushed the vial into one of the empty slots, tapped a few keys, and the detector began a small humming which indicates it’s working.

 

----

 

In the ballistic lab, Nihilus took Verpine Droid Disruptor from his home—he had a really good collection of weapons. He casted it on the table and took different chambers. He was testing which chamber the sniper used to track the sniper. Not far from him, there is a target zone which has a big block of jell-O. “Don’t eat it, it’s not good for your health,” Bao-Dur once joked.

 

He loaded up the disruptor, put on ear buds, “Test fire Chamber Number One!” He shouted before he fired. With a suppressed gunfire sound, he fired one laser beam toward the target zone.

 

Unloading all his gears, he took a notepad to record all data. The computer displayed “2807 Miles/Hour” in his LED display. He turned to take a look at the beam mark. Because the jell-o is made of non-combustible, non-penetratible material, so it was good for recording how long the laser was shot. Taking a ruler, he measured the burn mark in the Jell-O: 5 Inches.

 

----

 

Bastila was watching the video from the two victims. He stared into the dual-screen computer, and recorded something in his notepad.

 

“So far, it’s confirmed that Carlo was walking in the stairs before 10 minutes all hell broke loose.” Bastila walked in and reported to Revan who was busying looking into the microscope.

 

“Good, good.” He moved away and told Bastila, “Confirm this for me.” He pointed to the microscope, “The sand on the right is…?”

 

Bastila moved in and looked into the microscope: there were 2 piles of sand, on the right side is a little greenish. “Is…a mixture of calcifying green algae and brown cheese—looking grains…” Bastila said.

 

“Likely from erosion?” Revan frowned.

 

“Beach sand.” Bastila answered positively.

 

“Sand on the left?” Revan asked.

 

“Found traces of this on the roof, in the sniper’s nest.”

 

“Gastropods—snails—all fooball-shaped grains of benthic foraminifer.”

 

“Mmm, but not homologous. I’m thinking from a quarry.”

 

“I’m thinking you’re right.”

 

----

 

Walking in the lab, Nihilus told Revan: “Based on the penetration test, I used a gelatin block to reconstruct the human tissue, the shooter was 975 yards away.”

 

“You’re kidding.”

 

“Give or take a yard or two.”

 

“650 yards for the first shot, 975 for the second.”

 

“He was showing off.”

 

“Maybe he’s making a sport of it.”

 

----

 

In the Trace Lab, Revan announced: “The sand in the shooter’s sand sock is coral.”

 

“So he practices shooting in a coral quarry.”

 

“Right. Which would give him the distance he needs. Now these are three locations are all abandoned.” He pinpointed three locations on the Nar Shaddaa map, “Gives him the isolation he wants.”

 

“So you want to look at all three?”

 

“Don’t need to. Take a look.” Revan handed Nihilus a piece of paper.

 

“Jet fuel.”

 

“Jet fuel and coral. Now watch this.” Revan pinpointed only one coral quarry near the spaceport of Nar Shaddaa, “There you go. Like giving us directions.”

[Diego Varen]

Another good Chapter CSI. I'm looking foward to more. One question, is your Computer alright now?

[CSI]

Oh, yeah. My computer is ok before Chapter 6 was released.

[CSI]

Chapter 8

 

In a coral mine near Nar Shaddaa Spaceport, the engine roars of nearby transits indicated they were landing and departing. A shadowy figure and a figure with a iron mask appeared on the sands. They were Nihilus and Revan. They bent down and looking like digging something.

 

Revan tuck his hand into the sand and picked up a handful of sand, examined them and smeared a little, then threw them away. He stood up and looked at Nihilus, who is walking toward him.

 

“Natural sound cover.” Revan said loudly, attempting to cover the deafening roar of transit engines.

 

“The perfect place to keep your rifle on.” Nihilus replied.

 

“So if I was him, where would I shoot from?” Revan asked Nihilus while he looked around. Nihilus also looked around to find the perfect spot as if the sniper was him.

 

Revan raised the binoculars, then he heard Nihilus’s deep, hoarse sound, “Well, he needs distance.”

 

“Because he’s a long-range shooter, right?” Revan saw an abandoned entrance of a well, “Look, he crouched down, and followed all protocol of assembling a sniper rifle-or he already did so before he got in. In that entrance and through the scope, he was practicing shooting people. Pulling the trigger, one life is a part of the Force…”

 

“OK, ok, I got the picture.” Nihilus said.

 

Without lowering his binoculars, Revan continued to observe: “Nothing moves here.” He began to sweep through the field. He noticed a small flag, which is for detecting wind direction and wind speed. He passed the binoculars to Nihilus: “Take a look at this.”

 

Nihilus put on the binoculars: “That flag is a little strange…Why somebody put on the flag on such an abandoned place?”

 

“Perhaps for a mark of target, maybe? If he’s shooting from there, where does the laser beam ended up?” Revan said amusedly.

 

Approaching the flag, Revan saw a burn mark near the flag. Clearly a Disruptor fire. Nihilus is processing the flag to find the fingerprints. He took out a small brush and dipped it in the Lead Powder and dusted on the flag. Soon, a clear fingerprint appeared under the lead powder’s effect. Taking out a fingerprint tape, he carefully collected the fingerprint onto the tape.

 

Finally, he signaled Revan a thumb up.

 

Revan smiled. He only smiles when he saw one murder is nailed.

 

----

 

Back to the lab, Bastila was working on the fingerprint recovered by Nihilus. The computer was humming which indicated it’s working perfectly.

 

With a small “beep” sound, the screen showed “Match Found.” After read the short bio, Bastila read to Revan: “Canderous Ordo, 40, ex-Telols Security Force Special Ops.”

[Diego Varen]

Very very short Chapter. Good all the same and I'm looking foward to more.

[CSI]

Very very short Chapter. Good all the same and I'm looking foward to more.

 

Maybe next time I'll write a longer chapter. I hope the fic will close in next two chapters--Chapter 8, Chapter 9, and Epilogue.

[Diego Varen]

Maybe next time I'll let you to post a longer chapter. I hope the fic will close in next two chapters--Chapter 8, Chapter 9, and Epilogue.

 

That's sad to hear. Perhaps you could do a CSI Coruscant or something like that or a completely new project. Also, if you want, I could beta-read it, before you post it in the Archives.

[CSI]

That's sad to hear. Perhaps you could do a CSI Coruscant or something like that or a completely new project. Also, if you want, I could beta-read it, before you post it in the Archives.

 

Oh, Pott, Thank you very much!

 

No, this story ends...But CSI: Nar Shaddaa will stay in the line. my opinion is, Nihilus left Nar Shaddaa and went to Coruscant. And I will create a new team: CSI: Coruscant, along with CSI: Nar Shaddaa.

 

You know, CSI: Nar Shaddaa and CSI: Coruscant will not be over so soon! There are too many unsolved cases for us to solve.

[Dark_Lady]

It's ending already? Noooo... Actually, I think this is a good length, especially if you're going to be doing a series. I like it a lot and can't wait to see the next chapter.

[CSI]

No. Actually, you are right, CSI: Nar Shaddaa is a series, not ust one story. Wooo...Hooo...Let's finish the story, shall we?

[CSI]

[Off topic: This is not finished. I'll try my best to finish this chapter today when I have time.]

 

[Off topic: To pott: This chapter is longer, right? And it's not finished yet...]

 

Chapter 9

 

Near Canderous’s home in Nar Shaddaa, Nihilus and Revan’s speeder whooshed down from sky. Along with them, there are also several Nar Shaddaa Security Force’s speeders. With siren on, they landed near the house.

 

Nihilus walked onto the door and knocked: “Nar Shaddaa Security Force! Open the door!”

 

No replies.

 

Nihilus dodged aside, and signaled Revan to Force Push the door open. Revan took a deep breath, and used double hand to perform a “Force Push”. With a loud bam, the door was pushed away from doorframe and hit on the wall behind him.

 

Nihilus already ignited his lightsaber, a silver saber appeared. His the one first rushed in. He wanted to use Force Sight, but for just making sure this house was clear, he was searching the room everywhere.

 

“Clear!”

 

“Clear!”

 

At last, the whole house was clear—he is not home.

 

Revan looked at the awards on the top of stove in the living room, then took a look to the left right side. He was a little surprised for his collection of guns: Disruptor rifles, shotguns, carbines, and even blasters. He knew that Nihilus always had an very good collection of weapons, but he never got a chance to take a look at them.

 

Nihilus is documenting everything into the camera.

 

“His world and welcome to it,” Revan observed, “Everything is in perfect order.”

 

“He’s trying to control his environment the way he wants to control us.” Nihilus replied.

 

Revan didn’t answer. Instead he saw something interesting—it’s a shelf.

Opening the drawer, Nihilus and Revan found a lot of notecards. Revan said: “Firearm data cards.”

 

“There must be 20,000. Even I don’t have that information.” Opening another drawer, he continued, “He’s recorded every shot he’s ever taken.”

 

Revan nodded slightly, “Or planning to.”

 

“This one was dated this morning.” Revan handed Nihilus a card.

 

Nihilus took a brief look: It was a sniper’s data card. It indicated a lot of information a sniper needed, like range, rifle scope number, light, mirage, etc…

Turning the card around, Nihilus noticed a lot of powders: “That could be residue.”

 

“Mm-hmm.”

 

“He’s been on another roof top since taking out his latest victim. This could tell us where he’s been.”

 

“Or where he’s right now.”

 

----

 

Back in the lab, Revan studied closely to the data card when Mical came in.

“Let’s find out what this residue is made of.” He took out a dull knife and sampled some of these residue on the back, then he used forceps to pick it up and put it in a small vial then handed to Mical: “Three hours till downtown becomes one big living target.” Then he paused, “Keep me posted.”

 

Mical busied to process the evidence.

 

“The substance on the back of the data card was a hardcore adhesive called RT600 after Hurricane Hutta(A famous hurricane that occurred in Nar Shaddaa).” Mical later reported.

 

“To prevent rooftops from going airborne in case of another hurricane.” Revan said deliberately.

 

“Now I’ve narrowed it down to three buildings.”

 

“We’ve got to get it down to one. Okay…here is what we need to do.” Revan walked in where Nihilus is working, “We’ve got to outhunt the hunter.”

 

Nihilus looked at Revan: “Where do we start?”

 

“Where he did.” the sniper went to rooftop with his case. Then he hide behind a air-conditioning room, and changed into the homemade camouflage suit, and then assembled the sniper disruptor. He climbed even higher, and went into position.

 

“Climbed into higher, getting into position, and he waited for the perfect conditions.” Nihilus said.

 

“Then his targets were irrelevant because the victim he picked is random.” Revan frowned, “Meaning he picked spots, but not people.”

 

“Once he picked a spot, he stayed up all night—didn’t eat, didn’t move—not for any reason.”

 

“Wait for as long as it took.”

 

“Just like as a skier observes the sky and ground before race begins,”

 

“Yeah, like a puzzle, but he’s to be complete.”

 

“Not matting how long as he waited, as those pieces fell together, he’d be ready.”

 

“To take three shots,” Revan finished.

 

The sniper was in position. He waited for a whole night for this perfect chance. Soon, he found the target, in a room, Darth Talon and Carlo Nord, smiled, and pulled trigger. With two silenced laser beams, the victims are goners.

 

“And the answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind.” Revan finally said.

 

----

 

“OK, Mical, what have you got?” Revan stormed into where Mical worked.

On the computer screen, Mical told Revan: “Of the three buildings that used RT600, after Hurricane Hutta, only one has not been re-roofed narrowing it down to this one.”

 

Computer beeped once when Mical pressed a button, and it showed the satellite photo of the area.

 

“Now, these are satellite photos, taken by us, from the past 72 hours. He hasn’t been there.” Mical said.

 

“OK, but this guy is a chameleon. He could blend into a side of beef. Why this building?” Revan asked.

 

“These are lines of sight from the building to surrounding areas.” Mical zoomed in the photo and turned it into a 3D simulations.

 

“Let’s turn it 180 degrees, please.” Revan said.

 

Mical pressed some buttons and it turned about 180 degrees.

 

“All industrials. Okay, now shift 90 Degrees west.”

 

Mical pressed some buttons it turned about 90 degrees west.

 

“Targets everywhere.”

 

“OK, now there is a high-traffic area in the upper left quadrant.”

 

“Highlight that, please.”

 

Mical moved the mouse and clicked a few buttons. A zone with high traffic appeared, with a small beep, the computer screen turned from the highlighted zone toward the top of the building.

 

“Now let’s check the line of sight.” Mical said.

 

“That’s his kind of spot. Lots of people walking into it.” Revan watched the computer illustrates the imaginary laser beam to the target zone.

 

“Yeah, but that’s got to be over 800 yards away.” Mical looked at Revan doubtfully.

 

“Get Bao-Dur on the speeder, Mical.” Revan turned away.

[Diego Varen]

[Off topic: To pott: This chapter is longer, right? And it's not finished yet...]

 

It looks finished. Another good Chapter CSI. Well done.

[CSI]

It looks finished. Another good Chapter CSI. Well done.

 

No, it's not. If it's finished, then Chapter 10 will be really short and besides, what I'm going to write next also appears in CSI lab, same place in Chapter 9, therefore I'll combine them.

[CSI]

Chapter 10

 

“Air Seven, Air Seven,” Pilot shouted through the intercom, “Approaching location.”

 

On the ground, a lot of people were standing, sitting and waking, chatting excitedly. Some of them looked at the speeder as if it was going to have a crash landing on their head.

 

Bao-Dur reported through intercom: “OK, Revan, I’m in position.”

 

“Copy that, Bao-Dur.” Revan said.

 

With siren blaring, Revan, Bastila and other CSIs drove their speeders and whooshed down on the ground.

 

Not even letting the speeders came to a full stop, Revan jumped out and nearly shorted out the circuit in his intercom: “Nihilus! Nihilus, where are you?”

 

“I’m with Special Ops, heading upstairs.” The intercom had transmitted Nihilus’s voice honestly.

 

“OK, you will be my eyes and ears!” The voice from Nihilus’s intercom is so loud that Nihilus had to lift it from his ear a few inches.

 

“Ladies and Gentlemen, there is a sniper in the vicinity. I need everyone to leave the area now!” Revan shouted.

 

Aftar a while, Revan talked to a Nar Shaddaa Security Force Officer, “Officer, listen, I need a 360 quarter-mile perimeter clear!”

 

“You got it.”

 

“Bao-Dur, speak to me.” Revan shouted into the intercom, and turned to a woman gentlely: “Madam, you can’t be here.” After hearing this, the bystanders ran for their lives.

 

On the top of the building, Canderous Ordo, the sniper, was fully equipped and prepared to fire at will. Through his scope, he can clearly see Revan’s head clearly.

 

“Revan, you’re right in the line of fire!” Bao-Dur shouted back.

 

“OK, listen up!” Revan’s voice was not quieter than Bao-Dur’s, “This guy is one shot, one kill! If he can’t make it, he’s not going to take it.”

 

“Special Ops has him in sight!” Nihilus’s voice passed through the intercom.

 

“I need to know if this is all-clear! I need confirmation, Nihilus.” Revan shouted back.

 

Now…Ordo’s scope is right on Revan’s forehead, and he prepared to pull the trigger once the conditions were perfect.

 

Suddenly, a Special Ops soldier appeared on the back of Ordo.

 

“Release your weapon! Turn it over!” Soldiers shouted and touched Ordo’s back.

 

Ordo was surprised. He never thought that he can be caught. Amazed, he had to raise his both hands. Once he’s turned over, a lot of heavy blasters aimed at him.

 

“Code Four, Code Four,” Nihilus reported, “Sniper has been apprehended. I repeat, the sniper has been APPREHENTED! We have him in custody.”

 

Revan suddenly felt his intercom is heavy. He let out a long sigh, nodded, and smiled…again. Then he signaled to Bao-Dur a thumb up and hand on throat, signaling “Mission accomplished.”

 

After a few moments, Revan appeared on the ground level of the sniper’s building.

 

Smiling on his face, he saw Nihilus holding the camouflage suit, was walking out of the gate.

 

“Nice work. Have you considered a transfer to Special Ops?” Revan asked happily.

 

“I don’t look good in laser-proof vest,” Nihilus replied. Although Revan can’t see his face, he know he’s smiling, too.

 

“I beg to differ.”

 

Behind Nihilus, Canderous Ordo, the sniper, was cuffed by two Special Ops soldiers. Revan looked at him and Ordo opened his mouth.

 

“Do you want to know why?”

 

“You just killed four innocent people.” Revan replied calmly, “You’re evil. You enjoy death. I hope you enjoy your own. Take him.”

[Diego Varen]

Another good Chapter that is quite short, but it is still good. So how much more now, before CSI Coruscant begins?