Khoroth had been on the bridge when several of the crew pulled out red lightsabers. The main command crew however we're people he knew personally, and they were still on his side. The Captain and three of his officers. The moment the sabers were activated, he went into combat mode.
"Surrender Jedi." The Sith said, "And we may yet let you live."
"I think you have this backwards." He said, stepping between the five Sith on the bridge and the command crew. "I'll give you one chance to surrender, and I may spare your lives."
"That's awful rash talk for a Jedi, and awful brave talk for a dead man." The Sith laughed.
Khoroth's arm shot out to his side, and the Sith junged far before he'd gotten to his blade. Half way through his leap, the Sith witnessed a steam of dark purple lightning fork it's way from Khoroth's hand before it riddled the front of his body and caused him to fall to the ground as a smoking corpse. "I ain't no Jedi." Khoroth said, looking down at the corpse. As the other four Sith charged him, Khoroth calmly reached for his blade.
Two of the Sith were gunned down by the command crew, all of them wielding fully automatic blaster pistols. The first to fall blocked three shots, but spun as one hit his shoulder, and fell when three more entered the back of his head. The second tried to roll to the side but a barrage of bolts mutilated his chest before he'd begun the move.
Khoroth stepped forward at the moment they neared. One swung and Khoroth ducked under the Sith's swing while spinning to face him. His own blade sliced into, and through the mans back, exploding out his stomach. The Sith fell forward.
Khoroth grabbed the Sith's sabre while he fell, holding it in his spare hand. He turned to face the last Sith in the room, who was charging and swinging in a blunt chop. Khoroth crossed the two blades he carried in front of him, and blocked the simple attack. Holding the Sith's blade in place, he kicked the man in the chest while simultaniously sending out a wave of force. The Sith flipped backwards and slammed into the wall with the wind knocked out of him. Khoroth threw the extra blade he was carrying. It spun through the air and stabbed into the final Sith's face, staking him to the wall by his head.
Khoroth turned to the command crew, "After I leave seal the blast doors, the metal can resist a sabre blade for several minutes. The single door in the only entry point, the vents and every other system are too small for one to crawl through, and the sensors would detect automations." He turned and headed for the door, reaching out he took the other Sith's blade as it floated into his hand, and walked out, the door closing behind him. Instantly the double barrier blast doors closed as well.
"Hello Jaeh, Raith, Jisko." He said casually, looking at the few Sith in the room who stared at him in shock. He stared back. "Your friends won't be joining you, I don't like uninvited guests, let alone rude ones." He shot the first of the three sith in the face with his side arm, which he'd aimed and fired using the force while it was still attached to his belt. "Who's next?"
"Khoroth, we managed to pull the ship out of hyper space to a full stop, but getting full engine control will take a few minutes. I'm activating the cloak for now." The voice came over the comm.