Star Wars: Bogan and Bloodshed

Ian's eyes glanced over the crowd before looking up and focusing on Werrin, listening to his speech.

"This aberrant, this demon, has already butchered five of us. Five! In less than three days! First, it took Dresden and Peretti from us... Dresden was an expecting father, and now he will never get to see his firstborn... And Peretti, a mere child, dead before his thirteenth year. Then it took Getty and Briken... Getty was to be our next mask smith, an essential member of our village, and Briken an alchemist, whom without we would have no light, no food..."

Werrin stopped a moment and looked over the crowd. The crowd was made up of the victim's families, of the guard, and friends of the deceased, but more so another group...

"And now! and now... It has taken Jent" Werrin said, his voice wavering, and tears welling his eyes. "Need I say it? Jent, who here has not received his aid, his kindness... his selflessness... Jent has given more to this village than anyone, given more to this village than he had any right to give... Look at the building at my feet," Werrin stomped down, and the rusting steel of Jents cabin shuddered, "Is this the home of an elder who has spent his life out in the heaps, one who rides the scorched path day in and day out? No! Jent gave us everything... And now, although he's dead, it's our turn to pay him back!" Werrin finished his speech with an almighty roar, "I officially declare war! We will have Justice! Jent will have Justice!"

"Justice! Justice! Justice!" The crowd chanted in response, raising their weapons in the air.

Ian put two and two together and realised why the Junkers had chosen to gather here.

The man that had saved him from the collapsing ship had been killed, and most likely by the abomination that had chased him earlier. Ian could feel an intense wave of rage and bitterness rise up, directed at the corrupted force-user. Before Ian could even thank the man that had saved his life and took him into his home, he had been butchered; hunted down and killed.

Ian held back his fury; his desire to go and kill that thing himself, and turned to Illus, seeking her opinion, "Can they do it? Can they kill that thing? The one that was killed, Jent... I too owe him a debt."

Illus stared at Ian for a little while before letting out a long sigh, "No, they can't and even if by some miracle they did, how many of them would be left... Would it really be worth it? If you want them to live you must convince them to stop this, otherwise, they will be slaughtered."

Ian then heard Nikola's despondent voice interject, "It's useless, hughh... my people --these people-- if they are anything like they were, won't stop, not for anything short of Justice. An eye for an eye, a life for a life; regardless of the cost, that is... or at least was the way of my kind.

"What the hell am I supposed to do then?" Ian asked frustrated.

There was a long moment of silence, as Ian tried to think of a viable solution, but after a considerable amount of time passed in thought, he heard a third voice; Rays'. "There is one way you can defeat a Ranger ranked corrupted being." Ray paused for a while, before finishing, "Ashla; the light side of the Force and the Core all take a considerable time to master, especially if you want to use them in combat boy, but if you can pass a little test of mine, I will teach Bogan; the dark, to you at my own expense."

It seemed Ray had the solution.