In a way, it was good that the gunship would be much harder to capture than the fugitives had apparently thought. If they had commandeered it as they planned, they would no doubt have been mercilessly shot down over Murmamn City and killed in a fiery crash. They didn't want that. At least this way, if they surrendered now, they would live another day and, if they were lucky, Ulyanov would agree to talk to them. But if he did, it would not be because they told him so. Dictators are called dictators for a reason—they dictate their own terms, especially when they're the ones with the guns.

Marco turns and steps over to his apprentice who seems like he hates everything about this situation he does as well he should have done this a different way but its over for now they have surrenders now they will just have to await their fate together but he wonders about Marek if he is taken into questioning what will this man tell the Baltimn government that is his biggest worry the next thing he worries about is where Garm is and why didn’t he come to their aid or even join them when they first arrived on Baltimn if all of this turns bad he will never get the information is he looking for of Drasek Cale this whole mission to find the whereabouts of the greatest criminal in the galaxy could be for not but first whenever they get the opportunity to meet the dictator the first thing he will do is clear their mind that they are dealing with the Jedi he belongs to the Sith the new age of the Sith Order and he isn’t looking to control the galaxy at least not right away first he needs the funds to do that and if he gets to Drasek Cale before anyone else people will have to take notice.

But now he must wait for however long the dictator will take to see them all he does not wish for his apprentice to do anything rash to wait and to be patient even if being patient allows himself to think of what he will say to this Ulyanov when he finally meets him face to face.

Their plan was quite simple: they would use the atomics to eradicate Ulyanov's forces and supporters.

Taizen looks up as they are met by many troopers with their guns drawn he can hear them buzzing all on stun and he might want to fight them all but he looks up to his amster who has given up his lightsaber to these men and he follows suit giving up his weapon which is his life and without his weapon he could still use the darkside to mimic things but he then notices his master placing his hands on each side of his shoulder and he doesnt say anything but he understands to do nothing as they have surrender and now await whatever is going to happen next but he cant believe these troops think he is a jedi it is so hilarious does he looked dressed for being a jedi he is wearing all black from his boots to his tunic and robes the only thing is that his arm sleeves are a tinge of maroon and now defensless he wonders what sort of plan his master has for them to get out of the mess he has caused them to be in,... in the first place.

But Marek and Taizen Sai wouldn't even wake up for a few days. Once unconscious, they and Sandalare would be carried on stretchers through the sewers and into (separate) ambulances. They would then be thoroughly sedated while they were inspected for possible injury and moved, discreetly, through the streets of Murmamn City. But they—Marek and Sai—would continue to be sedated, and unconscious, while Ulyanov's people questioned the man they had surmised was their leader, the so called "Darth Sandalare." The Sith Lord would wake up in a room with no windows, with no idea what time it was or how many hours or days he had been out. His armor, lightsaber, and cape were gone, replaced with simple hospital garments. He would not be able to sense his still unconscious accomplices, who were being kept in undisclosed locations far away. Worst of all, he was still mildly sedated; just enough that he would be unable to concentrate enough to use the Force (although he would still be able to move and speak). A mighty Sith without the Force was a sad thing. Like a sad, defenseless puppy. But bald, with a breath mask.

It was then that the door opened and Vladimir Ulyanov stepped into the room, flanked by more of his guards who took up positions along the walls while Ulyanov himself sat down at the table opposite Sandalare. Ulyanov was dressed in an ornate uniform which begged the question of where he'd gotten it from, since he himself had never served in the military. His moustache looked even fuller in person than on the Labour Party posters Sandalare had seen on walls and windows throughout Murmamn City. Unlike the face on the posters, however, Ulyanov looked most definitely unhappy as he stared at Sandalare. "You, Sir, are detained by the authority of the Central Committee of People's Commissars for landing without proper clearance on the glorious People's Republic of Baltimn, trespassing on government property, stealing government property, destruction of government property, murder, and nonconformist antisocial dispatriotic behaviour."

"Also, Mr. Sandalare," he added, "I don't see people without an appointment." He grinned beneath his bushy moustache, then raised an eyebrow scornfully. "I assume you and your friends must have had a good reason for doing this? And if your reason is 'to assassinate that tyrant Ulyanov,' I'm growing rather tired of that one."

“I didn’t come here to assassinate you Vladimir”

“I work on my own I am not wishing to assassinate a very powerful Dictator”

“The reason I tried to get in without an appointment is quite simple”

Marco takes a breathe of what air he has as his suit would have provided the best quality of air to him it was simple this Dictator could have just gave him the sedatives while his suit was on all he really had to do was remove his arm protection but as it stands now he will just have to improvise

“I want to know all the Information you have on Drasek Cale and the Ebon Fist”

"as well as all the Information on his various Charges"

"but to make this fair"

"if my Syndicate catches him before anyone else"

"and before he turns himself in to the Jedi"

"you can keep $500,000 credits to pay for the damages i have caused"

"as long as i get $500,000 for his capture"

"and to your troopers deaths"

"Marek can heal them from death"

Marco looks around and notices his apprentice is no where to be seen he shifts his eyes around the room and theirs not much he can lift by using the dark side of the force and even if he could but he cant the sedation is screwing up the force he isn’t even able to lift up or even choke Ulyanov if he could they have really taken then steps to ensure that the man who is in front of him is quite safe that a good plan to keep the man in power safe from a Dark Lord of the Sith.

"what do you say about that Vladimir".

"As for Cale," he shrugged again, "It's your job to find him, bounty hunter, not mine. If I knew where he was, I wouldn't hire you. All we know is that he told his people he was going shopping for antiques, or some such, and he left the planet before the revolution. He hasn't returned here since, wisely. As for the charges against him, surely you know. He's responsible for the Murmamn City Massacre. The automated lasers on his estate killed 25 men, women and children who had gone to his estate to peacefully protest his corrupt, capitalist rule. I can tell you all of their names, Mr. Sandalare. I will never forget them. But it's Drasek Cale who must be made to remember them, not me. He is responsible for their deaths, and he must be returned to Baltimn to face justice."

"I assume you've seen the holo of him?" he asked, then explained when Sandalare didn't seem to know what he was referring to. "A holo surfaced some time ago which appeared to show Drasek Cale, captured, being beaten and mutilated. But I do not believe the video is real, and neither does the Republic. He's still out there somewhere, Mr. Sandalare, trying to escape justice, living in luxury off the money of my people that he stole from my world. If there is any justice in this galaxy, he must be returned here. Once you've done that, then we can discuss a deal." He waved his hand dismissively as he went on, "As for the damage you've caused, it will be taken care of quietly. I don't want my people to know about you and your friends. I don't want panic on Baltimn. That's why I'm not putting you on trial, Mr. Sandalare. I'm deporting you instead, and I never want you to come back here unless you have Drasek Cale with you in shackles."

"What do you say about that?"

"but i was a Jedi long after Drasek Cale left the order to do what he did here on Baltimn"

"i am no more a Jedi that part of my life gone it is"

"and since you are putting what i have done under wraps and Deporting me"

"all i ask is that before you deport me"

"i will want my armour back as even though your sedation is slightly working"

"my armour provides not only a slight protection"

"but its like a hospital all in one"

"it supports me and keeps me quite alive"

"without the armour i would most certainly die within four to five days"

Marco then looks down at the ground and then back up he is almost completely healed the sedation and whatever other drugs he has been pumped in with has given him the time to concentrate to heal himself when he has his armour back upon his body he will be at that point completely healed as if the battle he was in never happened but in his mind it has it will remain within his mind for a very long time.

"id also would request that for the deportation to be back to Mand'alor"

"or better yet...."

"you give me a shuttle to replace the one you destroyed"

"i had that shuttle for 20 yrs"

Marco then turns and looks around and notices his aprentice is no where to be seen and he is starting to wonder when he will be getting his armour back and removed from this second hand live machine at least they took the steps to keep him somewhat alive but was the drugs really nessacary maybe it was to make sure he wasnt able to use the dark side of the force as his allie this dictator is a smart man smart like him and he wonders at what point will he be released.