Thanks for all the replies everyone. Gold stood in the hanger of the Power, one of Magenta Montal's new ships. It was one of the sixteen Hunter class frigates built at the Madullo shipyards with money embezzled from the Montal Corporation. Her mother had yet to find out who the ships were to be delivered to. And with Matt Corzo and his accomplice dead, it looked like they'll never know. "Well, well. If it isn't little Gold Ferrush!" Mulk said as he stepped from his Stinger, followed by his wife Zanna. The short Mazuran stood before Gold, crouching slightly as he stared at her, his hands on his hips. "Still as beautiful as the last time I saw you." "That was only three hours ago, Uncle Mulk," Gold said with her hands on her hips as well. "Are you two coming on this trip, too?" "Are you kidding girl?" Zanna asked. "And miss out on the chance to visit another galaxy?" "Oh!" Gold cut the tall Mazuran female off excitedly. "Did you two see the kids that K'Shee and Winnie adopted? They are so beautiful!" "They are," Mulk replied. "But I thought they were only adopting two?" "Well, when Winnie got to the orphanage to pick up the girls, she saw Zoda working on one of the speeders there. He'd been there since his parents abandoned him eight years ago after he lost his lekku in an accident." "Twi'leks can be a damned vain bunch sometimes," Mulk said as he shook his head in disgust. "Yeah. It broke Winnie's heart to see him there, watching the other children being adopted out, while he was always passed up. So she took him as well." "What did your brother say when she came home with two toddlers and a teen?" Zanna asked Gold. "He was happy, of course. He became even happier when he found out that Zoda loves machinery." "Ah, someone he can spend time with in his obsession," Zanna said with a laugh. "That man does love machinery." "They spend every available minute in the hanger restoring those two Z-95s. It seems that K'Shee was able to get his red hands on a couple of G Bk-565 hyperdrives. I think those two will do some traveling in them." "And speaking of children, how's your little girl?" Mulk asked her. "Are you kidding?" Gold grinned at the couple. "She's being spoiled unmercifully by her father! He has her up on Power's bridge, showing her around." "So he's taking the job of O'Toole's executive officer?" "Yes. He was a good officer in the Alliance navy. Now he's going to protect the family," Gold looked across the hanger. "Who does the 1300 belong to?" "Joshua's cousin, V'reenda," The Jedi told Gold. "I don't trust her!" Gold said quickly. Mulk's eyes narrowed. "Why don't you trust her?" "For the same reason you don't!" Gold shot back at him. "I feel the conflict between the light and dark sides of the Force that surrounds her. It's almost like what I would feel whenever Vader was around. Only he was much deeper in the dark side's grasp. She uses the dark side as well, but I don't think it controls her," A look of realization crossed Gold's face. "She's a Sith!" "Don't tell anyone!" Mulk said emphatically. "You must keep this to yourself!" "What! Why?" "Because it's important that she remain free," Mulk told Magenta's daughter of Joshua's vision. "I also feel that she will play an important role in future events. So please, keep this to yourself." Gold stared at Mulk for a few seconds before nodding. "Did she have anything to do with Matt embezzling all that money from my mother, and those other companies?" "Yes," Mulk said slowly. "What are they doing with the ships they aquired from Rendili?" Mulk told her. "A Sith civil war?" She pondered. "Is it good to root for both sides to wipe each other out?" "They are not bad for Sith," Mulk glanced over to his wife, and back. "They follow the teachings I left on a holocron I made when I was a Sith Lord." Peenk stood at the edge of the platform, the Pink Guard watching all about with a wary eye. Finally the door to the lift opened and Joshua and Ugly jumped out, joking with the Coruscant Security Forces commander. The woman shook her head slowly. They were acting like a couple of kids. Both men grinned when they saw Peenk and her bodyguards. "Are you two feeling pleased with yourselves?" She asked them as they stood before her. "You are all over the holonet." "Already?" Joshua asked, shocked. "That's fast!" "And where are your shirts?" "Didn't you see the holo of the fight?" Joshua stared at Peenk, his eyes hidden behind blue sunglasses. "Those Trandoshan have claws!" "Miss Peenk?" Ugly said, interrupting his friend. "There's one thing you have to learn about our people, and that is the fact that when things go south, our shirts get ripped up. No one can explain it, but it just happens. Joshua's great grandfather was famous for ripping his shirts." "Yeah. One of his statues at Starfleet Academy has him wearing a ripped shirt. The ladies like to rub his chest for luck," The blonde eyed the two, not sure if she could believe them. A loud roaring sound caused Joshua to spin about. Mark Berring stood behind him with a stunned look on his face. "Damn!" Kirk said in awe. "There was some power behind that belch!" "I am so sorry ma'am!" Ugly blurted out as his face turned scarlet. "That was uncalled for." "But it was impressive!" Joshua told him, laughing. He then pointed skyward at an approaching Starfleet shuttle. "Looks like your ride is here." "Yeah it is," The tall man slapped Kirk on the shoulder and grinned. "Well my friend. When next we meet, it will be back on Earth." Peenk and Joshua watched the shuttle leave. Peenk then roughly grabbed Joshua and spun him about and examined the three deep gouges on his back. "Yeah, Trandies have sharp claws!" Kaleena said as she moved to stand beside her new boss. She then placed a protective shirt in his hand. "Come on, Lover!" Corell Peenk said smiling. "Our stuff is already on the Runner in orbit. It's time to get this show on the road. You two have more than one hundred fifty thousand people waiting to leave." "Hey! Kirks know how to make an exit." "Stop right there!" Zar Ugrael said. The people in the control booth did as he asked. "Now run the holo at very slow speed." A holo of Joshua Kirk hovered above the table that Ugrael and his co-host Bidd Husha sat at. The holo then began to play. Joshua grabbed the arm of a Trandoshan and twisted it back roughly. The Trandy slowly dropping to it's knees, screaming in pain. He then landed a jab to it's jaw, felling it. Behind him, Berring's boot connected with the face of the last Trandoshan hunter, sending it flying. "Ow!" Bidd shouted. "That guy is not going to be eating solid food for a while!" "What a fight, ten Trandy hunters taken down in under ten seconds," Zar said in amazement. "That's even more impressive than what Kirk did to those slavers on Doroub." "Boys?" The show's director cut in. "We finally have a reporter on the scene talking to one of the five female Wookiees that the hunters tried to kill." "Good!" Zar said. "I want to know what was said to the tall Human with Kirk." "Oh, you'll love this!" The reporter, Taka Morna, said from the scene. "Evidently the Wookiee in question propositioned the man." "What?" Both men shot back. "Yes. She said that she found it rather exciting to meet a Human she could look in the eye and not get a sore neck. And of course, the fact that those two had just saved them from being killed and skinned kind of added to the excitement." "Did she tell you what his answer was?" Bidd asked. "He told her that he was flattered, but he was late for a seventy four million lightyear trip."