The Wheel, three days after the events in A Deadly Response 10.
John Vandarr: "Ah The Wheel, a place of discretion, drink and good women."
Quino Loskin: "Discretion? Nothing discrete about this place. You could smell it from Coruscant!"
John Vandarr: "I used to come here all the time before I became Admiral. Then the Republic said it wasn't proper."
Quino Loskin: "Oh really? I can't imagine why..."
John Vandarr: "Oh shut up. Come on, lets get a drink."
The two of them made their way through the corridors towards the nearest cantina. Suddenly someone bumped into Loskin.
Quino Loskin: "Hey, watch it!"
John Vandarr: "Who was that?"
Quino Loskin: "No idea. But they put this in my hand."
Quino unfolded the paper to find a series of directions scribbled down.
Quino Loskin: "Well? What do you think?"
John Vandarr: "Lets check it out."
Back on the landing pads a lone figure stepped forward.
Darth Sethron: "Time to set the trap."
Further away in the alley Vandarr was begining to grow impatient.
John Vandarr: "Ah I'm bored. There's a Twi'lek dancer somewhere waiting for me."
Quino Loskin: "We didn't come here so you can run off with some dancer."
John Vandarr: "Only because she wouldn't go off with you."
Ordan Minoh: "Quino Loskin! By the Force!"
Quino Loskin: "Ordan? Ordan Minoh? My it is you!"
Ordan Minoh: "How are you, I see you've let yourself go, a beard?"
Quino Loskin: "Sorry Ordan, when you're travelling the galaxy evading the Empire shaving isn't really high on the priority list..."
Harash Soru: "Its only because beards make you look wise Quino. Ordan can't grow one himself, he's just jealous."
John Vandarr: "General! You're here."
Harash Soru: "Yes, thanks to your earlier help Vandarr. Its good to see you again."
John Vandarr: "And you General."
Suddenly Hara's comlink crackled.
Cossy Anaron: "Master Soru. I think you should come and see this."
Harash Soru: "We're on our way."
In the landing pads, Ben Dovallia and Darth Sethron are dueling fiercely.
Suddenly the other Jedi rush in, surrounding Sethron.
Harash Soru: "Who are you?"
Darth Sethron: "I am Darth Sethron, your death Jedi."
Harash Soru: "You're surrounded. I don't think anyone will be dying today."
Darth Sethron: "I am more powerful than all of you combined!"
Sethron jumped at Hara and Quino, slashing at the to Jedi. However, they both blocked his attacks and pushed him away.
Sethron swung out, intercepting Ordan and Cossy's attacks. However, Ben to had swung his blade. The tip of the lightsaber swung up and split Sethron's mask in two.
Sethron dropped to his knees, covering his face.
Darth Sethron: "You fool! How dare you!"
Ben Dovallia: "Surrender Sethron. Its over!"
Darth Sethron: "I see I was set up. But you to will know Maul's vengence. Now Die!!!"
Ben Dovallia: "Maul?..."
Sethron launched himself into the air, aiming his blades for Ben's heart.
Cossy Anaron: "Ben!"
Cossy dove forwrd, coming between Sethron and Ben. He swung his blade, the green beam of energy slashing across Sethron's lower body.
Sethron fell to the floor, gasping for breath. For a moment he struggled then he became still, and life left him.
On Yavin Darth Maul and Darth Zealot were dueling once more. uddenly Maul paused and stepped back.
A grin spread across his hooded face.
Darth Maul: "Sethron is dead. And now the Galaxy will know our wrath!"