Kahn tossed and turned in his bed, trying to escape the images that kept on flashing up in his dreams. No, they weren't dreams, nightmare was the correct word.

"Bolagh Shak Ruh."
(The Sith charged forward, saber in hand, and attacked. His shadowy opponent was able to block, but was forced back by the blow, and the Sith countinued with a kick, knocking his opponent farther back.)
(The Sith turned to Kahn, his face twisted in agression.)
"Muchunta bagotta!"
(He screamed then as a blade pierced his chest. Time seemed to slow... his face frozen in agony. The black and white visage seemed surreal as Ahnk collapsed.)

"No!"

Kahn struggled to wake up from this dreamworld, but he couldn't. He rushed towards Ahnk, bending down to check for any vital signs, his Jedi instincts telling him not to let the Sith die.

(But as the Sith turned up his face, Kahn saw beneath the cloak not his captor nor his abuser but a small child. He begged... a look of sadness on his face.)
(Behind him, he heard a laugh. One he would always know... that would echo through his thoughts forever...)

Kahn put his hands to his ears, trying to shut out the laughter. But he couldn't, it continued in his mind, never ceasing or wavering. He moved to help the child, to heal him with the Light Side.

(Kahn was stranded on a small island of black rock. Surrounded by red hot molten rock... on an island a ways away, a Jedi stood with a saber at the ready. They looked down into the lava and Kahn saw it was Amalia.)
(A horrible roar was heard. A head rose from the lava... shoulders, a torso, and finally Ahnk stepped from a fiery death and charged at Amalia with rage uncounterable.)

Kahn immidiately lept into the body of water, fighting to swim across to the other island.

"Master!"

(A bright flash and Kahn is back on the grassy plains of Naboo. A ball rolls to his feet. A child runs to him, but he's not a normal child. His face is painted a black and green patern, and he is wearing loose fitting black robes. He looks up at Kahn.)
"Come and play?"

Kahn is confused, and he searches frantically for Amalia and Ahnk. But they are nowhere to be found. He lets the child take his hand, bewildered as to what is happening.

(The child leads Kahn to a group of similar children, crowded around a body. The boys move and Kahn sees that is Ahnk.)
"Andy can't play, he's not feeling well."
(The Sith coughs up blood from his mouth and clutches at his chest, the gaping burnt hole exposed to the air. He lifts an accusing finger at Kahn, and lets it slump to the ground.)