With the officer now on his shuttle, and sent away on auto pilot to where the Solo Twins would be arriving - the time had come for them to confront their troubles.  Alethea had already gotten them under way by the time he returned to the cockpit.  It would not be long before they arrived...already the station grew larger before them.  A strange beam was coming from the facility to the heart of the temporal storm.  Thal-ion knew this could in no way be a good thing.  He looked at the readings from his console as his companion continued to bring them in on approach to one of the docking areas.  What the scans revealed was something they both already knew:  the station was indeed the cause for the storm.  There were no fighters to greet them - which was a relief, and soon Thal-ion was helping Alethea complete the docking maneuvers.  Once done - he took a deep breath, and stood up from his seat.  Subconsciously, the young Sentinel's right hand grazed over his lightsaber...as if to reassure himself it was there.  A glance over at Alethea seemed to sooth him.<br/><br/>He did not speak, but merely nodded to his companion before going to the docking hatch.  Even as he did so; the Dark Side of the Force could be keenly felt along with the madness which had claimed so many on the station.  Though he had been trained to understand what the Dark Side felt like; he had never before truly encountered it.  This was new to the young Sentinel, and instinctively he began shielding his mind in the Force.  The Dark Side was potent here...as if the madness of the crew aboard was feeding it.  The sooner they closed the portal; the better they all would be.  His lightsaber came to his hand without hesitation, and he soon opened the hatch for their first glimpse of their situation.  There was no departure ramp waiting for them - which was not surprising considering Ander's thoughts had showed the two Jedi that most had abandoned their posts.<br/><br/>Down he jumped to the deck of the docking bay, and immediately his eyes were sweeping over the area for details and dangers.  The bay was a mess...equipment was on fire in places or sparking badly from being destroyed.  Some people lay on the deck slain in a variety of ways...most seemed to have killed each other, but he could also see evidence of lightsaber damage.  Dar'ia had clearly been responsible directly for some of those dead in the bay, but his next thought was worse than this.<br/><br/>Reaching out with the Force; Thal-ion sensed no one left alive...only Dar'ia, and she was on her way to them.  The crew had not made it.  By her own hand or their own from the insanity - they were all dead.  Only Ander had escaped, and he would likely never be the same.  He could feel her getting closer, and immediately his mind went to battle - drawing upon the Force as the confrontation ahead came ever closer.  He did not bother to glance at Alethea...her presence in the Force was enough to know.  In truth, he barely knew the woman he would soon be fighting side by side with, but the young Sentinel knew he could not ask for a better companion.  Skywalker had chosen them for a reason, and he had complete faith in Alethea.<br/><br/>Perhaps it was only his own desire, but he suddenly felt it through the Force - Dar'ia would not succeed here.