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-He got his feet back under him and started walking again. Inebriated by triumph as much as by pain, he felt lighter than air and barely noticed as he passed through the rest of the corridor, past more assembly bays and storage rooms. Finally the diagonal slit of the last door parted before him, and his eyes beheld his salvation. Everything inside the maintenance bay was cast in a subtle electric-blue tinge by the glowing magcon field at the far end.
-Still in something of a daze, Rune dragged himself toward the landed starfighter. Though hardly a crack pilot, he could manage, and was familiar enough with the controls used in Incom designs. Once he was outside, the Rebel ships would not realize that this X-wing was stolen until it was too late to stop him.
-He was almost close enough to lay a hand on the nose of the craft when he heard footsteps from the corridor behind him, closing fast—someone was running.
-“You!” exclaimed a familiar voice.
-Instantly, Rune’s ecstasy was shattered and his blood went to a boil. Turning, he laid eyes on the blue-hooded figure who filled the doorway. His knuckles cracked as his fists clenched, one of them around the hilt of his lightsaber.
-“Nelvish… Just walk away. ''Now.''” Rune’s voice was low, his eyes aglow with fury—but his anger was hollow and impotent, not even meant for Nelvish so much as for the situation itself. He had survived so many trials and ordeals, culminating in his almost unthinkable victory over Vrekis. But now that escape was truly within his grasp, here was ''another'' obstacle: another brain-rotted Reborn, ignoring the peril of the rebel attack, chasing him down in order to avenge Vrekis’ death. Rune’s last enemy had found him when his strength was spent.
-Like the drone that he was, Nelvish was immune to intimidation. With his face cloaked by his hood, all that could be seen of his face was the glint of his teeth, shown in a pitiless sneer. “I don’t think so, Rune,” he retorted.
-“Then you will ''DIE!''” Rune bellowed as his lightsaber snarled to life. He would wait no longer, would suffer no more delays.
-But neither, it seemed, would Nelvish, who drew his own weapon and closed the distance between them with a Force-powered leap. Frantically Rune lurched aside; had he waited another millisecond, the other Reborn would have landed on top of him with bone-crushing momentum.
-Rune recovered himself and launched an attack from the side, aiming for decapitation, but Nelvish was quick on his feet and solidly blocked the blow. Red clashed with red, but all too quickly Rune’s doom became apparent; he was sapped and sluggish, while the other man had saved some energy for this moment.
-It was over before they knew it. Their blades locked, but Nelvish shunted Rune's guard aside and slashed, leaving a sizzling yellow-hot wound across his chest. As the blue-hood withdrew out of range, Rune moved to the side as if to circle him, astonished at the familiarity of the pain. After two steps he collapsed.
-As he lay convulsing on his side, Rune raged numbly in silence at the unfairness of his fate and the loss of a destiny that he had never had a chance to truly discover—and all because of Nelvish’s mindless tenacity in hunting him down.
-That train of thought ended, however, when his fraying consciousness realized that Nelvish was not leaving the hangar, not running back to rejoin the doomed evacuation. Instead he had closed down his saber and turned toward the landed X-wing. With a wave of his hand, he telekinetically pulled the cockpit hatch open, then caught onto the edge of the hull and pulled himself up and inside.
-Though it still burned as hot as any lightsaber, Rune’s anger was eclipsed by shock. He realized then that he had been so intent on chasing his own destiny, a new one free of the Reborn and of the doomed Empire, that it had never occurred to him that someone else might have chosen the same path.
-Pulling his hood back, Nelvish went to work on the X-wing’s controls, and its engines powered up with a rising whine. As Rune's final seconds slipped away from him, his eyes scaled the starfighter’s hull to its cockpit, coming to rest on the co-pilot’s chair, which mocked him with its emptiness.<!--Please edit below this line.-->