Netan would look at the man, "What is it doing?" The man replied, "It's just drifting there, sending out an emergency beacon." Netan knew right away that the ship has to be in trouble, but he wouldn't let it afloat in the empty space. "Let's go over there, and use the tractor beam to pull it into our hangar bay. We need to do it fast, we don't want to give away our position." The Fury and the Grievous would scatter, as to resume the patrol around the system. Meanwhile, the Injustice would move toward the starfighter. The closer the Strike got to the ship, "It's a x-wing. They're pretty common within the New Republic and the New Jedi Order. There's no telling if there's any more nearby. Be on alert." Netan gave an order, what he didn't know was that it was a starfighter of a famed rogue Jedi.

Within a couple of minutes, they were in range to pull the x-wing toward the Injustice. The x-wing then began to move toward the hangar bay, "Lower the shields." Netan ordered, this was so the x-wing would be able to get into the hangar bay without crashing into the shield. The x-wing was finally towed into the hangar bay. The astromech droid was making a lot of noise, so one of the pirates would stun the droid. The droid would be out for a while, and that's what Netan wants. The droid would be brought over to a spare room, where Netan would have the droid expert of the Lucian Alliance taking it apart. The processes of taking the droid completely apart would take up to a couple of hours, but Netan had ordered the man to simply detach the head from the rest of the body as to look into the memory bank.

Meanwhile, he had one of his men disable the emergency beacon. This was done so the Lucian Alliance's position wouldn't be given away to the New Republic. After forty-five minutes of letting the expert going through the memory bank, Netan would let out a firm tone. "What have you found, Jad?" The man would simply replied, "I believe this belonged to a rogue Jedi by the name of Darwin Sky, also known as Darth Acheron." "Hasn't he been dead for nine years?" "Yes, sir." "Then how the hell is his droid still floating around?" "Well, according to the transmission, the droid didn't get to Rhen Var by this guy. It was by someone named Kaylie Winters." Netan would simply shrugged it off, and walked away. "Hold on, sir! Looks like there's a list of ancient artifacts. It would worth be checking out, we could make a fortune selling them off the black market." The leader would turn around and looked into the man's eyes, "Well, if we want to go on a treasure hunt, we'd better find this Kaylie. Maybe she worked with Darwin Sky in attempt to retrieve those artifacts."

Netan would walk out of the spare room and headed for the command bridge. "Access the pirate network, and put out the word that the Lucian Alliance wants to know Kaylie Winters' latest whereabouts."

Her relaxation was short lived, as she started to worry about what could have possibly happened to the x-wing. It could have been shot down, or just died because it was so old, or....it could have been intercepted. The last idea made Kaylie sick to her stomach. In fact, she grew more nauseous the more she thought about it.

The reason? She had left a message for Darwin on one of the drives of the ship, something she had hoped he would see before he died, though she was unsure if he had or not. It was a message telling him about her being pregnant with their daughter, Skye, and imploring him to come home to her.

He never did.

Kaylie moved to one of the small sleeping pods, taking her bag with her, to lay down for a while. The trip was not even halfway over, and she knew she couldn't spend all of it freaking out with worry over something that probably didn't even happen.

"Have the tractor beam ready the minute we drop out of hyperspace, we're going to need to retrieve the transport as fast as possible."

Kaylie laid there for a while longer, just listening to the hum of the ships engines. They were soothing, but suddenly, the whirring started to slow. They weren't close enough to the planet to be doing that, if anything, they should have been firing thrusters to enter atmo. She pulled herself up and started up front to see what was going on. And to see if something was wrong.

His warship was doing the scanning of the area. That was when the scan found the Glorious Jewel, the transport that this Kaylie Winters is on. "Activate the tractor beam. Bring her in. Have the welcoming committee stand by at the hangar bay. Kill everyone aboard the ship, but keep Kaylie Winters alive." Netan ordered his men, as the "Special Response" Teams ran out of the bridge. Netan would activate the holotransmitter, only to be messaged throughout the fleet. "Fury and Grevious, you are proceeded to enter into hyperspace. Dial the coordinates to the edge of the Tingel Arm, the Injustice will be following behind shortly." With that order, the Fury and the Grievous immediately entered back into hyperspace. As Netan's flagship had brought the Glorious Jewel in, the welcoming committee had a gift waiting for them. Once the transport was fully brought in, the shields for the hangar bay were up and the tractor beam deactivated. The Injustice finally entered back into hyperspace. Netan would get out of the command bridge and got into an interrogation room, where he would be waiting for Kaylie Winters to be brought in.

She raced to a window and peered out, noting first that they were in a hanger bay, and second that the people were obviously not Republic friendly...nor anything friendly. Pirates. "Of all the lousy transports...." she muttered as she shifted her bag over her shoulder. The things that were most precious to her were carefully concealed, but pirates usually could have cared less about menial things such as that, they usually wanted something much bigger that would fetch a huge price.

People on the transport were scrambling to safety when the hatch was cracked through and the steel door fell with an enormous and resounding thud on the steel floor of the transport ship. From where she was, in the passenger area, Kaylie heard a loud, booming voice echo through the halls over the comm system telling them all to sit down and shut up...this wouldn't take long.

The Injustice was still inside hyperspace, following Fury and Grievous to the edge of the galaxy.

Kaylie walked back towards the hanger bay with her bag slung over her shoulder and across her body. She saw the door cut out and on the floor, and armed men herding passengers and crew. "What do you want with this Kaylie Winters, anyway?" She asked, loud enough to announce her presence in the room. Kaylie shifted her weight and stood there, eyeing them up.

That was when she would see a man standing in front of her, with a table in front of her as well. Netan would let out a chuckle, "Kaylie. What's a sexy woman like you doing all the way out here in the Outer Rim?"

The guards grabbed her by the arms, but she wasn't one to go quietly. "Something tells me that you won't kill me, else you wouldn't have gone through all this in the first place." She spat harshly at the officer.

Once in the room, she was shoved down into the chair. Her bag, which one of the men had taken from her, was dropped onto the table beside her and the door slammed shut. Finally, her gaze landed on Netan and his first words rolled out of his mouth.

"Are you kidding me?" She said first. "You just slaughtered over a hundred people....to flirt? Not a very good pirate, are you?"