Attached is my submission in PDF format for "For the Prize".

__In orbit of Red Fury Moon Base,__
__39 ABY__

The slow and low vibrations of the thruster engines kept Galleros calm as he lay on the rear bench of the shuttle with his mind firmly attached to meditation. He found the process of meditating on his hatred, his despair and the fear of his capture to be solace. Especially since the partner he has with him is someone he knows very little and yet so much about. Galleros slowly opened his eyes in order to allow the glow of the light above in, as his ears picked up the high pitched voice of his partner. Opposite him she sat with her pale peach thighs crossed over, while one leather boot slowly made circles. Her crimson tight dress folded into stripes as she slouched on the wall whilst still somehow having the same conversation to him.

“...so basically when the emerald legions decided to expel me from the halls, I found no excitement to stay on Zelos II anymore. So I just kinda boarded the next shuttle out with my credits stolen from my fake brother and off to the Shadow Academy! I so love flying!” Mayda, who fiddled with her thumbs, gave her signature smile to show her pearly whites at Galleros as they both locked eyes.

The Quaestor gave a soft yawn and sat up to assess the situation, his head felt light but he figured it was either from laying down for too long, or listening to his partner speak about her history for the past four hours.

“Looks like we’re ready to settle down. Pilot, take us in.” Galleros gave the order and the pilot nodded in confirmation, slowly descending towards the roof of the base.

“Great! Now we have to get inside, kill and murder a bunch of dudes violently and then snatch our prize and turn tail! No problemo!” Mayda gave another bright smile then picked up her lightsaber hilt and waited patiently.

_Please pirates, just kill me quickly. End this suffering._

__Several hours later,__
__Deep inside the basement of the Moon Base,__
__39 ABY__

The halls and rooms were painted red, guts and bile flooded the corridors and left a trail towards the culprits who were just finishing with a lone security guard. Galleros held the throat of a malnourished pirate who was choking on the tight grip of the Quaestor’s firm hand. The male Zelosian held him up in the air with a loose enough grip to be breathing, as his hands were cuffed together. Next to Galleros, Mayda carefully entered the pirate’s mind, scanning and scouring for the necessary information to open the security door. She glared and tilted her head as her senses forced themselves deeper into the unprodded memory, as the pirate squirmed in agony. Whilst Mayda was analysing the mind of pirate, Galleros had his Lanvarok pumping out single blades to slice through his gut with each resistance from his methods. Bile and blood spilled further from his wounds and mouth, as excretion leaked from his rear in fear.

“Okay, I have the codes. You can put out the trash now.” Mayda smiled and nodded with affirmation, as she approached the panel and inserted the codes.

“I feel like we should leave a message for the others. Yet I don’t want his brothers in arms to come looking for us, and I _personally_ hate loose ends.” The Zelosian squinted his eyes as he smirked in his original cold fashion.

“So cut out his limbs and tongue, problem solved.” The Rollmaster of Scholae shrugged uncaringly as she then entered the treasury and searched for the device.

The panicking pirate tried to wriggle out of the vice grip on his neck but to no success. Galleros ignited his lightsaber with a spare hand and cleanly cut the limbs from his body, which castrated him and cauterised immediately, preventing blood loss. Now the Quaestor was no doctor, and he certainly wasn’t going to put his fingers inside the mouth of a weak pirate. So being as rushed as he was, Galleros carefully aimed at the lower jaw and cut it clean off by cutting the bone and muscles in a right angle fashion. This wound also cauterised quickly from the hot lightsaber.

“Right got it! Let’s dash!” Mayda sprinted out and giggled to herself as she stuffed the device into a bag of daggers she also stolen. Surprised, Galleros sprinted afterwards.

_Gotta love a Zelosian girl, best co-operative murderers._

Five Sadowan commandos were dispatched to retrieve an ancient artifact, but they had to work with a Jedi from scholae palatinae. They would follow their orders, the Foxtrot may even be useful to them if they can work well together. The white armor of the five troopers moved quickly and quietly as they traversed down the corridors. THey stayed low and tactically cleared rooms as they passed to make sure that no one snuck up behind them. The pointman rounded a corner and was quickly jerked by his throat and shoved into a wall. THe other four raised their blasters and one barked "Freeze! "
"Sadowan I see..." The cloaked man said "...forgive me, I expeceted a fellow Force user."
"Another commando replied "Sorry to disappoint, but they are all busy."
The Palatinae man replied "I guess there are fewer than I though, but at least they could have spared that beast Buurenaar."
The lead commando, who was destinguished with a pauldron, replied "Too bad he's dead. He could have done this on his own."
The Dark Jedi was silent for a moment before saying "We should get going."
The commandos nodded and the six head out with the Force user in front and the troopers followed in a stagard formation. It was unnurvingly quiet as they amde their way until the Dark Jedi held his hand up and said "We need to go to the right and then circle back around to the left."
"Why?" a Sadowan soldier whispered?
"So we can avoid conflict and keep the element of surprise."
"Force sight sure is a nifty trick" the commanding trooper said "Let's follow gentlemen."
The six of them circled around the way the Dark Jedi suggested and continued to follow him and his Force sight. They found the room with the artifact rather quickly, which they also though was weird, but they grabbed it and decided to hurry out. As they grabbed it a piercing alarm sounded and the distance the six of them could here boots echoing loudly in there direction, so they ran toward the exit until the Palatinae Force user bolted down a random corridor.
"Where are we going?" A commando shouted.
"Trying to gain some distance, looks like they are trying to cut us off. And some of my allies are this way."
"Good idea we can help each other out." the commando said weary of the Dark Jedi's plan.
They reached where the Palatinae forces should have been, and the Force user looked around for a moment before saying "Damn it, let's just get the hell out of here. We won't catch up."
And so the group turned again, luckily they weren't far from a hangar and reached it in a few minutes. The six of them rushed a ship and almost all skid to a stop at the sight of a group of pirates. Blaster bolts flew back and forth a lightsaber hummed through the air, explosions echoed in the room, and blood was spilled. The Sadowan commandos and the Palatinae dark jedi slowly made their way around to the closest ship. Two commandos ran inside to man guns and provide cover. A thermal detonator was lobbed at them, so one of the commandos ran over and kicked it back, but as his foot hit it the device exploded sending chunks of him everywhere.
"GET ON BOARD NOW!" the leading commando shouted and double tapped the Palatinae on the shoulder to let him know it was time to go. The Dark Jedi stood at the ramp blocking blaster bolts with his lightsaber as the ship slowly lifted off until the door shut and it rocketed off.
The leading Sadowan commando removed his helmet and looked to the Dark Jedi "Glad you came, we made a pretty good team."
"I didn't figure it would be so easy, it feels like a trap." The Dark Jedi replied.
"Let's just get this thing back and let our bosses figure it out. We've done our part." The commando propositioned "There is no need for us to risk anything else."
The Palatinae nodded in agreement "Sounds like a god idea."
They docked with the Covenant and reported to both Locke and Xenmordin.

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