There's nothing left to do. But wait.

I always feared this day would come. I just didn't think it would be so soon.

63 is apparently unhappy with the progress I've made in my mission to discover rebels. I thought throwing him Madar would have bought me more time. I guess not. And now with Via's disappearance…

The first bomb he delivered was about the death of Brask (!!!) and the extermination that happened at the Kennel. (…) I can't… Everything I've known growing up… To use a word like 'extermination'…

Luckily shock has gripped me entirely. Otherwise there's no way I could do what I needed to do.

The next bomb was that he had seven members who were 'close to me' smuggled out. Talk about the silver lining. Ok, so I failed the majority of the Kennel. There were still 7 souls in this world that I could save. 7 people I could not disappoint.

Next bomb: deliver 7 rebels or the 7 family members die.

And that's all there is. What choice do I have? He holds all the cards. I shook off my stupor and started making plans.

I think I put the pieces together of what exactly happened. I recently got word that Grandfather had passed on. If I combine that info with the death of Brask and the wiping out of my clan, I can make out a picture where Grandfather killed Brask, ISB put down Grandfather, and then began wiping us out.

They won't understand. Not at first. Maybe not at all. But I hope eventually they'll understand. They've accepted me as a part of their family, and family is someone you're willing to die for. They're rebels and they stand in the stead of the weak and abused, and that's exactly who my family is. These are the people that they're fighting for. No one else will speak for them. No one else stand up for them. All they have is me, and all I have is my family here. This is what they've taught me.

They need every fighting chance I can give them. I won't tell 63 about the Jedi stuff. I'm sure Swift and Damaria will use that to their advantage. I'll have to tell them about the Core, but I won't say anything about the base beneath. Or Xenrad. And I think Merlyn is just what they need to secure their escape.

I've arranged with Maeka to throw some kind of party down here. There'll be lots of noise and the setting will be off-putting. So long as I convince everyone to drink, they'll be knocked out and 63 will take them and go. Maeka won't forgive me if he finds out I invited Imps into his hideout, but his forgiveness is the least of my worries right now.

I've told Ras, the young Bothan Watcher to keep eyes on what's happening here. As soon as he sees that everyone has drunk, he supposed to turn tail and get out of here. He's supposed to get word to Merlyn and tell him about what has happened. He'll know what to do from there. I hate putting Ras that close to the danger, I feel so responsible for him. But he's up to this. He can handle it.

I know that once 63 is here, my life is basically over. He'll take me and… can't think about that. No point in thinking about it. It's what needs to be done. I'm gambling with everyone's life, my own included. If everything goes as I think it will, my 7 family members will be safe (somewhere) and my friends will get away too. I'll throw myself on this grenade to save them all. Hopefully they'll do some damage to those bastards while they're at it.

I'm giving my datapad to Ras. I don't think I'll be needing it anymore.



May the Force be with us all.