The Frozen Heart

[Foxfire]

Time, time does not wait. Death on the other hand seems to have an eternity to catch one. But why does it not come to those who search for it?

Cho's thoughts bothered him since the trip over to Zoist. Cho thought the trip to be very uneventful, but the pilot saw it differently. As the clicks flew by in space the mood in the transport ship became more.... more dark. Flooding of fear, anger, hate, desperation, and sadness got to the point that the pilot was barely able to land the ship. On landing the pilot started smashing his head into the console. His mind shattered as Cho entered the cockpit. He shrieked some thing unintelligible and grabbed for Cho's saber. Putting it to his chin the pilot activated the saber killing himself. Cho thought it strange that as he buried the pilot that the corpus had a smile of relief on it's face.

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Cho was ready this time being stuck on Korriban was one thing, but Zoist's environment was very different. He had made sure that he had food, solar and wind generators, as well as a computer to build his skill for flying.

The Grand Sith Citadel was the new home for Cho Wroth. He would search and gather what info. on the Jedi's movements from this frozen place. Tho not being able to leave at the present, a hunter was going to be needed. He searched the links and lists of hunters until he found an unexpected surprise.

A fairly new hunter, Cho found with great skill having little known about him. The hunter was a fellow noghri. Not just one of his own race but the hunter was of the Nargruk clan. He wondered how this was possible and also what has become of home. Sending a request for a job was an easy way for them to meet and not kill each other. His name would have to change. Hoc Ro, he decided to use and sent the message th the hunter. Now once again Cho Wroth waited for the one thing he wish for so very much, DEATH.

[Foxfire]

Time once again became meaningless. Cho practiced flying is computer ship. Taking off, landing, hyper jumps it is all that he did. Preparing for the trip back to the sun baked planet of Korriban. The Citadel was ready for inhabitants. Cleared of ice, snow and the bone chilling wind the living quarters seemed almost comfortable.

He dared not send messages to Korriban just on the off chance it would be received by another. None by the Overlord him self will know about the work he was doing. When he was finished with the training Cho would make his way through the stars.

Caring whether any missed him or thought of him mattered little to the noghri. None cared for him when he was there, so none would miss him or wait for his return. What was more his heart became like the ice around him frozen and dead. He even stopped hearing the voice of his former master.

On finishing the final course check, the computer gave Cho the score of all the training he had done since arriving on Zoist. A B- was his score. Not fantastic but he would not kill him self on the trip over to Korriban.

He ate some meat he hunted while he was reading the transporter for take off. It was time he did some thing other than help others. The confrontation between him and a Jedi was coming, he did not know when but it was soon.