Star Wars: Episode I: The Anarchism of the Jedi

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    I ended the transmission with "Don't fail me." I knew they wouldn't. The Slayer and the Beast knew their jobs. I would collect with them soon enough. I turned in my chair and stood, walking around my desk and away from the room. My presense was needed with Sylvana. It was time to collect the genes.

    As I turned from the door, sabers followed me. One after another, they began to fall from my wall and float as my shadow. First one, and then fifty. I would need each and every one.

    "Ready my ship." I demanded from a trooper as he saluted and ran off.

    I walked into the landing zone, and looked up at my small vessel. It was one of the fastest. It would get me there in a matter of hours. All I needed.

    I looked back at my shadow, noticing the blades circling my shadow. Pure darkness with the brightest lights.
     
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    I looked at my apprentice and smiled. He was doing well, and was under complete control. The planet was being attacked. It was time for us to leave. He would be waiting for us.

    “My young one, we should be off.”

    He knew nothing of what was going on around us.

    “Yes, Master Frav.”

    I escorted him to a shuttle around the building, and settled in, as he settled behind me. It was time to go into our hiding until he called for us.

    “Where are we going, Master?”

    “Away, for now. We’ll be back though. We have our own accords to attend to thought. To make you a true Jedi Knight.”

    “Yes, Master.”

    Such a good child.
     
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    I could feel her confusion. It was working. Her meditation was bothered.

    She was being confronted by two of me.

    I smiled as I ran in my own direction, leaving her to sort through my dopplegangers. It was all that was needed. I wasn't a master at this skill, but it would leave her dealing with them long enough. I could make it now.

    As I rushed through the area, I noticed droids starting to be stationed throughout. I pulled both my lightsabers, and hacked my way through them all, one of my dopplegangers at my side, doing the same. It was effective, and confusing enough. A twin-bladesman that could do all I could do.

    From behind me, I could feel her turning back for me. She had finished them off by now, I was sure. I had a good headstart on her. I would win there, but I would be finished on the way back. She would have me by then.

    I was only a mile off by now. My doppleganger was stopped and disappeared with a fight of droidika. I could feel my body as one again. I was the only one left, and still ahead. I would make it, I knew it. I could feel it.

    But the anger that flowed from behind me was only going to catch up soon enough. She was only a mile behind.
     
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    A Change In The Plans

    I felt his mind change. He had felt me and I needed to act quickly. I jummped up, lightsaber in hand and blazing. With a spurt of speed a ran for him.

    You know I'm faster than you, Airy. I have been ever since we were younglings. You don't stand a chance... I wasn't sure if he heard me, but it made me feel more ambitious.

    I surpassed Airy's few obstacles easily. Almost too easily. Yet they had given him some extra time and a good lead ahead of me.

    "Zzyzx!" I panted as I ran. He came on quickly.

    "Yes, ma'am?" He replied, sounding worried at my out-of-breath tone.

    "I need you to reposition the army! They need to land forty-three degrees ahead of where I told you before! And hurry!"

    "Right away!" He said.

    "And more stormtroopers!"

    "Yes ma'am!" He replied. "And ma'am?"

    I was stunned. "Yes, Z?" I asked quizically.

    "Um... Be careful." And with that he clicked off. I ran faster toward Airy into the cover of the trees.

    Come out, come out...Wherever you are...
     
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    She was panting. She was much quicker than I was. I almost felt the urge to curse. This wasn't going to turn out like I hoped. Something new developed in my mind. A new cloud. Darkness. I searched for her thoughts but they were clouded as well. I couldn't feel her for some reason. I wondered if it was the same for her.

    I could see the facility. My heart rejoiced, but only long enough to be shattered by the sight of stormtroopers and droids. They knew I was coming!

    My mind circled for answers. My hope. My mission.

    How could they have?

    It made me wonder about Syl. How did she know where I was coming. There were no trackers, no way of tracking us. We were so careful. How did she know?

    Laser shots began to come towards me. I wouldn't have much time. This wasn't a sneaking mission anymore; this was survival.

    An army verses one.

    And the leading agent was my old companion.

    I readied my blades, my own sweat falling from my brow and my panting becoming heavier. I was within a few meters when I jumped, letting go of my lightsabers as they circled around my body. I had jumped just high enough to land on the roof, my blades landing in my hand. I think I might have caught a few stormtroopers, but not enough to stop the chase.

    I looked back. I could see Syl. She was much closer than I had thought. Still not close enough to stop me though.

    As I ran, I noticed a grate in front of me. I threw my blade at the latch, it slashing into a point that opened it. I dove, grabbing my blade and landing in the facility finally. Next stop: the control room.
     
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    Or So He Thinks

    I was gaining on him. Easily. And my army of droids and stormtroopers were definately slowing him down. I was pleased with myself. Pleased that I could finally do something right, and pleased with the high chance of pleasing my master. I grinned and slowed my pace. He was going after an imaginary disk, but would be extremly disappointed when he didn't find it. To make it more dramatic, I figured I would time my arrival in the control room precisely, so that when he was at his peak of bewilderment, I would reveal all and have my stormtroopers take him away.

    I laughed a bit to myself. He would never defeat me.

    This would be fun.
     
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    I landed in the hallway, droids turning, and then being pushed into the walls behind them, crashing and falling into thousands of pieces. I knew the tactics, I knew the movements. I knew what needed to be done to make this work.

    I ran forward, slowly making my way passed the armed forces. Syl had thought this through, but what was going on. Why was their such clouds. I couldn't feel Syl anymore. Had she turned away?

    No...

    The droids stopped, and the stormtroopers started. Real fights. I was in for it now. I sliced my way through as many as I could before ducking into a room to hide. It only would take them a moment to sweep through the room and find me. I looked around. It didn't look like an important room. An apple sat on the desk in front of me with one bite taken out of it.

    What a waste.

    I looked about, seeing another vent. I scanned it carefully, but quickly, noticing it was too narrow for my build. Not good.

    Bastershots from behind.

    I needed to move quickly.

    I turned off both blades and moved around the desk, looking out a small window. A little too small, but I could possible fit through it. I looked out, and noticed more droids. They would shoot me once I was in sight. I turned around and turned on both sabers once again. I guess head on was all I could do. I ran for the door as it opened, revealing five white suits. I jumped, slicing through the first three and colliding with the other two, knocking them back. Enough confusion to make my escape to the control room.
     
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    Boss Man

    I walked leisurely to the facility and up the steps. But suddenly, dust was blowing about very violently. I looked up at the cause of the commotion and saw my master's ship.

    "Shoot," I said aloud. "Well, I might not be able to have it be so dramatic. Don't want the boss to get mad." With that I quickened my pace into the building, arms crossed behind my back and three stormtroopers following in my wake.
     
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    Finally, I made it to the control room. It was all I could do to keep myself alive for the most part. While taking down people was usually not that hard, I wasn't expecting to have to kill anyone, and often, I try not too. I'm not a killer.

    As I entered the room, I noticed the computers and equipment that circled the room. Most of the equipment lifted to the celling. I turned around and stabbed the control panel of the door with my lightsaber, the door slamming behind me and locking. That would keep them busy for a bit.

    I ran to the first screen I saw and started typing keys. I knew what I was searching for, and surprisingly, was good at finding such information. It took me only a few moments to get searches going for information that I needed.

    Nothing.

    The file didn't exist.

    I rerouted my search for different key strokes, and rebooted files that were opened recently. Nothing. Trick files. I looked through the software around the computers, but found nothing. No optical disc. Nothing.

    "You're not going to find it," a voice said from the door.

    I turned around, seeing Syl standing there, her eyes dark, and infuriated.

    "Find what?" I asked.

    She didn't need to answer. She smiled before walking in, the door slamming once again behind her.
     
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    A Meeting

    I walked in and, to my amusement, found several bodies lying on the floor scattered throughout the halls. I smiled and I could tell the stormtroopers behind me were exchanging nervous glances at one another. I paced quickly to the control room. Airy had 'locked' the door. Not hard to open, actually. With a wave of my hand the door slid smoothly open. I stood there in the doorway for a moment, watching in ecstasy as he searched frantically for the file.

    "You're not going to find it," I said looking as mad as I could when, in reality, I wanted to laugh at how inept Airy had become.

    "Find what?" Airy said. I didn't need to answer. He knew. I smiled menacingly and slid the door shut as I walked further into the room, leaving the three stormtroopers outside.
     
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    She moved slowly around the room, her red saber on. She was different. Colder. She couldn’t feel me right now, I knew it. It turned us into what we truly were now: Jedi and Sith. We were no longer the friends, the family, we were on Naboo. We were both just enemies in a war neither of us could win. I was her way of success, and she was in my way of survival. We were both our own demons, our own beasts that had only one thing in mind: survival.

    “A trap?” I whispered, the pain of the words cutting me deep. She didn’t answer. She remained silent, stalking closer. The room wasn’t that large, but it was big enough for both of us to maneuver in without being confined in any small space. Forty by forty by forty. Too big, and yet, too small. No room to run. No where to run.

    “Master is outside. The droid army is surrounding the complex. Stormtroopers are placed everywhere.” She started spitting out different facts. “There’s no escape.”

    A lot of trouble for a lone Jedi on a fake mission.

    “What do you hope to accomplish in killing me?” I despised the person she was. She was no longer the girl I knew.

    “My master wants you alive,” she whispered out through her teeth, “but with your attitude, I could kill you on accident.”

    Her anger clouded her thoughts. I didn’t think she could kill me. I didn’t hope so. I couldn’t kill her, I knew, but if I had to….would I?

    She moved quicker than I could have ever imagined, pulling out her purple lightsaber with a swift motion at her waist. I didn’t have much time. I fell to the floor, curling up in a ball. My lightsabers turned on, circling my body, clashing with her lightsabers long enough for me to stand and grab both by the hilts.

    My curved lightsaber clashed with hers, and my cyan with her red. I was twisted in an awkward position as we fought, most of my body motions with my back towards her, but my defense still unbreakable.

    She boated me in the back, my body going into a roll before turning and clashing with her blades again. Swing after swing, we connected. Her eyes tightened, and jaw clinched as we fought. My body stung, and my mind went wild. Our first battle had been mostly mental. We could feel each other. We could read each other’s moves. We could adapt to each other quickly. This time was different. We were disconnected. Our moves were clumsy and dangerously close to killing us both. While we were both very skilled, we knew nothing right now.

    I dove to the right, taking a slight snag at my leg. I used all I could to push her, barely making contact with her body, but she caught herself on the wall, jumping back at me with her swiftness that never left from our childhood. I rolled, slicing up at her as much as possible until finally pushing off the ground into the air spinning, my lightsabers out and dangerously close to killing her. Surprisingly, I noticed that I pulled back, making sure nothing connected with her torso. I feared killing her.

    I grabbed onto the top of the computer monitors and threw myself towards the furthest walls to avoid her, flipping my swords about to connect with her movements. Her anger was becoming unbearable for both of us.

    I landed, my leg in the air, kicking her in the face. I flipped around with my lightsaber and caught her arm, barely. She backed up quick, redirecting her swords and gathering her footing. I did the same

    “You’ve grown,” she said, whipping the blood from her face.

    I didn’t respond. She couldn’t feel me, but she knew me well enough to know my type of response.

    We sprinted for each other again, our swords high. She stared at me with such intensity that I could feel the knives in her eyes. She wasn’t fighting for herself anymore. She was fighting for the past. She wanted it back. I wanted it back.

    We pushed off each other, after what felt like a long time. We couldn’t keep our eyes of each other. We paid no attention to the blades. They did their own work. Their own art. We were simply the ones holding them.

    After a twirl that left me damaged on my thigh once again, and her one her shoulder, like the last, we were pushed five feet from each other. She stared at me, her back to the door. I stared behind her.

    She then ran, both swords widened and ready to clap on my body before she was thrown to the wall to my right, her left, heavily. The sabers turning off, and her body leaving an imprint in the metal wall before it fell to the floor unconscious.

    In the doorway, stood Vincere.
     
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    C'Tzr closed his eyes and let the psychic waves of the force wash over him. Thousands of fearful and angry souls scratched at the inside of his skull. Coruscant was dying. The planet and the people were ripping themselves apart.

    The Sith knight smiled. "Connect me to the Jedi Council."

    "Master?" said a trooper.

    "Do it. They will talk."
     
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    C'Tzr stared at the screen and waited for the Jedi's image to appear. The Sith teased the currents of the force around him feeding the faint ghost of his master. The old herbalist's face began to shimmer and glow right over C'Tzr's. "I need you now," said the Sith.

    "Yes," said the old man. His voice shook C'Tzr's frame.

    The Sith shook his head. "No, you will not control me. Lend me your strength and wisdom or I will send you back to the currents to scavenge for the remains of my crew's souls." A steady blue glow flickered from beneath C'Tzr's flesh hood.

    "A member of the council has responded," said one of the crew.

    "Is it Salvatore Koon?"

    "No my Lord."

    "Blanket the planet with poisoned rations. Tell the council this will continue until Koon boards my ship." C'Tzr closed his eyes and bathed his soul in the psychic waves that pulsed form the planet. There were riots, looting, frightened starving people killing just for the sake of it. Those that tried to escape were send hurtling back to the planet, their ships burning husks courtesy of the Vong.
     
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    I silently shed a few tears for Araon LeBlanc and then rubbed my eyes, praying for him. Though I had lost most of my joy in this trip, I had earned something. Something I couldn't really point at. I gave a glance towards Amaya and the children and then sat by the wall of the spaceship, thinking hard. If life were easy, it wouldn't be life. But if life were the worst thing that ever happened to me, then what? It was an answer no one ever had. I then scrubbed the ship so as to reveal a teeny reflection of myself. I grinned and then stopped crying.

    "Life was the only thing that ever happened to me."

    I said it out loud and then waited for fate to question me before I could answer. That was how it should be anyway.
     
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    I didn't know why I was doing this. Aaron was my family; I should know better than to let the Sith rule me, let them dictate to me. The Dark Side was controlling my actions; I couldn't stop it. I moved in closer with my red saber on and in the offensive position.

    "A trap?" Airy said, softly so that it almost seemed dramatisized.

    “Master is outside. The droid army is surrounding the complex. Stormtroopers are placed everywhere. There’s no escape.” I spat. I said it, but I didn't. What was making me say this to my beloved Airy?

    "What do you hope to accomplish in killing me?" He said. I heard the hurt in his voice and inside, I broke down. But the Sith side of me still raged on my outward appearance. I wanted to scream at him that I was still in here and that I loved him dearly and that I wished we could just go back to Naboo to live our lives. The Dark Side of the Force supressed it.

    “My master wants you alive, but with your attitude, I could kill you on accident.” What was I saying?

    Airy, I don't mean it! I hoped he could hear me.

    I pulled out my violet lightsaber and attacked with lightning speed. Airy quickly dropped to the ground and curled into a ball, but his lightsabers reacted and clashed with mine. Ammusing as Airy's display of defense was, I felt sorry for him and wanted more than anything to stop attacking. The lightsaber distraction took long enough for him to stand and take both by the hilts. His cyan one that I had given him long ago clashed with the one I also found. My memories flashed quickly to that day, and, just as quickly, returned to the present situation.

    I attacked quickly and without thought. I could feel we were disconnected from each other, not like our last battle. It was easy to read each other; predict our next moves so that we wouldn't kill each other, but now we were coming dangerously close. Our moves were clumsy and disorganized. We were acting out of emotion, not intelligence or skill.

    He rolled away from me and pushed me. I used the momentum from him to leap onto the wall and using that to propel me to him. He spun upwards slicing at me and I could tell he was restraining himself from killing me. Perhaps it was his Jedi training?

    Then Bam! another acto of violence to my nose! What was it with acts of anger and my nose? First Vincere and now Airy? I wanted to cream in frustration. It wouldn't look the same anymore...

    "You've grown," Was all I could say as I wiped the blood from my nose. Agh... More blood... From my nose nonetheless.

    We sprinted for each other again and were locked in a force push. The moment lingered as we connected momentarily. We weren't fighting for ourselves anymore. We were fighting for the past. I wanted it back. He wanted it back. So why couldn't it be so?

    We were finally pushed from each other and connected sabers again. We couldn't keep our eyes off the other. I didn't pay attention to our blades, and neither did he. Thjey were doing their own thing. We were merely the people holding them.

    We wounded each other like in the last battle, in the same places. We stood apart from each other, for a slight breather. My back to the door, preventing his escape, and his eyes intent on it. I ran for him again.

    I remember being forced into the wall to my left and being rendered unconscience as a voice in my head said: Rest Sylvana. That is enough.
     
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    His hand slowly lowered to his side, his smile as thick and long. I could still feel nothing of Syl, and in his presence, I lost all thought of everything. I knew who he was. My eyes couldn't leave his. I could see anger boiling in him, his smile disappearing almost instantly at the site of my eyes.

    "Of course," he said quietly. "The eyes of a prodigy must always be blue." He paced slowly, behind him blades of various hilts floating in behind him. My heart started to race. I only had the two. He had an armies worth.

    "Prodigy?" I whispered, moving opposite him. I knew better than to let him near. I knew better than to be in this room.

    He laughed, blades behind him starting to flicker on one by one. He talked very slowly, almost to make sure I understood. "You haven't heard? You are the prodigy. The child of the Force. The one that will slay the demonizing Sith, like Vader centuries ago."

    This was a mind trick, but I was stronger than that. I knew better.

    "You lie..."

    "Why would I lie to you, boy? I could have had you killed years ago. This isn't the first time I have brought you into my traps. But you prove the prophecy correct every time you escape."

    "There is no prophecy."

    "You ignorant bastard!" he laughed, "I should believe so, since the possibilities are both in this room right now." He barely glanced away from me, but he did. I didn't move, but I knew what he had looked at.

    "Sylvana and I are no prodigies."

    "Sylvana is not one," he smirked. "If she had been, she could have striken you down on Coruscant. If the prophecy is used to protect the child, then you would surely be it. You are still alive."

    The final lightsaber turned on. He moved faster than light itself. His blades in his hand moved the exact way the lightsabers surrounding him moved. All from the left, sweeping the right. There was no way I could block. The wall of light was taller than I was, and coming towards me far too fast to block them all. I dove backwards and too my far left, barely moving away from the sweeping blades; five or six of which caught my side and leg just barely. The burning sensation sent thousands of little painful waves through my body.

    Blades immediately followed me, my lightsabers barely able to block or disable them. He only laughed.

    I bent back into my ball, my lightsabers flipping about me in an unpentrable shield before I jumped up, grabbing them once again. I had disabled fourteen blades. Only another few hundred left to go.

    How long would I last though? He had stopped advancing. He had used that first attack to through me off, and it had worked. I was starting to breathe harder. I was starting to miss swings.

    I was going to lose at this rate.

    Slowly, his blades started to retreat. This was throwing me off again. What more could he want of me? I was losing. He was winning. If this was a prophecy, I obviously wasn't it. How could I be? I was losing still.

    "Boy, you will never learn, will you?"

    Learn? Learn what?

    "Don't," he snarled, his hand in the air, and my body being thrown into the wall behind me, then tossed forward several meters into another wall, my nose breaking against the impact.

    "Ever," he flipped his wrist, my body contorting into an awkward array of twists before my arm snapped.

    "Insult," he yelled, a surge of lightning slithering out of his fingertypes, lighting my body on an electrial fire.

    "My," my body dropped, the pull of his strength cracking my head open slightly above my eyes.

    "Power!" The detachment of his will made my body crumble and tremble. I couldn't feel anything anymore. I was barely able to hold my head up, barely able to keep my eyes open from the pain. Blood was gushing from every opening like a river that had no end. If I didn't die from his attacks, I would surely bleed out within minutes.

    "You know," he said, his body moving closer to me. "You must truly be the prodigy."

    I couldn't make words out. Blood seeped out of my mouth like an ooze that I wanted nothing of.

    "Because you've survived once again." He bent down and stared into my eyes, his voice low and anger trembling. "I always hated blue eyes." He stared at me with his dark yellow-red eyes, the force of his stare sending shivers down my spine, shivers that only emited more pain in my body.

    He lifted his fingers and placed them above my eye-socket. Lightening flipped from his fingers, the current rushing through my body, numbing me, killing me. I couldn't scream. I couldn't feel. I only burnt. I wanted it to end. I wished for death, but it wouldn't come. Finally, it stopped. I couldn't open my eyes. I couldn't move. I laid there, hoping he would slay me.

    His fingers pulled apart my burnt eyelids, his laughter sending more shivers.

    "Black as midnight rain. Suits a failed prodigy like yourself."

    He released my eyelid, my eyes swelling and not allowing the one to close. I stared confusedly as he moved away, Sylvana standing there, tears in her eyes, and her fists tightened. How much had she seen? How long had she been awake? He flipped his wrist towards three guards, them running at me and grabbing my limbs, lifting me with ease. Their grasps made my body burn worse.

    As they carried me out, I heard Sylvana speak.

    "Why did you not kill him?" Her voice sounded unsure, maybe part of it because of the Sith in her, maybe part of it in shock, or maybe part of it in anger. I didn't know. I still couldn't feel her.

    The last thing I heard him say before I fell into unconsiousness, or maybe died, was, "The same reason I didn't kill you that fateful day you arrived on my ship."
     
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    “The Jedi’s ship is docking Master,” said a trooper.

    “Leave us,” said a hollow voice from beneath C’Tzr’s hood. “We will see him alone.”

    “Master?”

    “We said leave us!”

    The docking bay doors opened with an angry hiss as Jedi Master Koon entered the Styx. He looked around in disgust and pulled out his light saber. C’Tzr just stood and waited. In his mind’s eyes, the Sith watched as a small bubble of energy flexed and shrank around the Jedi. The psychic torrents that got too close to the bubble immediately calmed. The snarling faces within vanishing silently. The gargoyles that rose from within the torrents soon fled to the safety of the Sith.

    The old man’s voice echoed in C’Tzr’s head. He is too strong for you, boy.

    C’Tzr never took his eyes off of the Jedi. “Lend me your strength or join the others wraiths.”

    Koon’s saber stood between him and the Sith knight’s neck. No matter how C’Tzr twisted or turned the sbaer’s tip was always there.

    The Sith ghost cackled. He’s too good for you. Koon’s patient. Give me control of your body.


    The knight stared into the eyes of the Jedi. There was no opening to attack just death if he tried.
     
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    Reawakening

    I don't know exactly when I came to. I know I heard my Master's voice saying something indiscernable and shouts and screams of pain and agony. Airy's shouts and screams. My eyelids flickered open and I saw Airy lying in a pool of his own blood in the floor as my Master bent down to him.

    "I always hated blue eyes," More screams from Airy. My poor, helpless Airy. I stood and felt anger flood through me, like the waves of the stroms on Manaan. My hands balled into fists and I was shaking with fury. I couldn't see Airy like this. Either leave him alone or kill him. Don't torture him... No, don't torture him...

    A pause and then:

    ""Black as midnight rain. Suits a failed prodigy like yourself." Airy? A prodigy? No... It couldn't be true... Were... Were Airy and I supposed to be the ones the prophecy spoke of? The one my Master had mentioned and I had studied on for years? No... It couldn't be us...

    My Master stood and flipped his wrist for three stormtroopers to fetch Airy like a doll. He hung limply as they carried him out. His eyes lingered on me. I could feel the pain, both physical and emotional, and my heart snapped. It broke into a million tiny pieces. so many pieces, that all the stars in the galaxy could not amount to them.

    I vowed revenge then. I would continue my Sith ways, that would never change. That was a part of me; a part of my soul. No, I wouldn't change my ways, but I would kill Vincere. That would be my sole purpose to my existance now. To desicrate and destroy the creature that had killed, perhaps not physically but shattered his spirit and soul, my Airy. The only person that had ever, truly, cared for me and my well-being. Vincere would fall... And I would be the cause of it. I swore it to myself.

    They carried Airy away and I still stood, shaking, hands still balled into fists.

    "Why did you not kill him?" I was curious. I had to know. It was torturing both of us. My Master hesitated and then answered:

    "The same reason I didn't kill you that fateful day you arrived on my ship."

    "And what was that reason?" I asked. I noticed my voice sounded older; more mature. He didn't answer, but merely followed the stormtroopers. I stayed waiting in the small room. It seemed to be getting smaller.

    Come Sylvana, my Master's voice said inside of my racing skull. It sounded softer, calmer, and Hell, maybe it even carried a tone of caring. There is nothing left for you here. I bowed my head and I felt a tear slip down my sooted cheek. I held out my hand and brought my lightsabers to me. I didn't look up. In a flash of irrational thought I had sworn vengence against my Master, the one I thought I was beginning to love, and now, I wasn't so sure. I didn't want to think anymore. I just wanted my mind to be blank.

    I needed sleep.
     
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    The Jedi and the Sith circled each other. Koon’s light saber never wavered. C’Tzr’s lightsaber was still sheathed, buried deep in his flesh. He knew the Jedi wouldn’t make the first move, so he simply waited.

    He will out wait you, said the old man. The voice was no longer in the Sith’s head. The old man’s ghost was getting stronger. Just send out your light saber and it’ll be over quickly. Or, you could stop fighting me and let me control your body.

    “Shut up,” said C’tzr.

    “You’re conflicted,” said Koon. “Do you think you are the first Sith to realize he was been mistaken? You won’t be the last either. You haven’t even drawn your light saber. Who does that other voice belong to? Who torments you?”

    “My old master. His ghost won’t leave me.” C’Tzr pulled his hood back. Over his scarred, bald head was a faint blue image. The image was of an old corpse. It turned and smiled at the Jedi. The face’s movements didn’t match the Knight’s.

    “He’s mine Jedi,” said the image. “No matter what you do. Whether he lives or dies – the body will be mine. I have planned this for a long time … ever since I had a pit boss install droids in the Knight’s head. He is the perfect vessel for my essence and no one will stop that.”

    “I … will,” said C’Tzr as he dropped to his knees.

    “Get up you fool!” The image was straining to control the former pit fighter.

    C’Tzr looked into Koon’s eyes. “Kill me … please …end … this … now.”

    The Jedi smiled and raised his saber. “I will give you peace.”
     
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    I looked upon three of the Vong who were on my personal vessel. They stood in a line, each far larger than I was. Behind me was the Prodigy, binded, with lightsabers at the ready aimed at him.

    "This boy?" one of them laughed. "He is no prodigy. The blood does not fit."

    "Silence," I spoke. He did so. "Take him to your planet. He will be secured there. Since the Force has no effect there, I am not concerned of any powers he may try to use. Since the Vong are the only ones that know the way to the planet, I can assume correctly that he will not escape."

    "And what, perhaps, are we to do with him?"

    Another spoke, "Just what are we suppose to do with this child?"

    I smiled. "Torture, but do not kill."

    "And where are we to contact you when we have arived?"

    "I am going to Coruscant right now. You will hear from me before me of you."

    The table that held the Prodigy passed me into the Vong's care, the lightsabers stopping and staying with me. The Vong pulled along the table onto their own ship. Soon after, the ship lifted and flew into empty space as my ship went to Coruscant.

    To the end.
     
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    Koon's raised his light saber high above his head. C'Tzr looked at the dried pool of blood at his feet. EVerything slowed.

    The saber began to drop.

    The old man's ghost shrieked for control of the Sith's body.

    C'Tzr silenced the wraith as his light saber's energy began to pull out of his stump. The Koon's blade turned and checked the attack. C'Tzr willed the Jedi's saber back. Koon resisted. The old man's ghost soon lent it's own will. SLowly Koon's light saber pulled back. The shaft of light inched closer and closer to the Jedi's face. Quickly, C'Tzr grabbed one of the lightsabers hanging from his belt. With a flick of his wrist, the saber's shaft was released directly into Koon's body.

    The Jedi master's eyes went wide with shock as his final breath escaped. His slumping body sliced in half as it fell on the saber. Koon's death scream echoed through the force along with C'Tzr's unholy laughter.
     
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    Sylvana's Conclusion

    I sat quietly in my quarters, meditating. My legs were crossed and my arms hung loosely on my knees. My head drooped toward the floor. A clouded rad and black haze seemed to wind it's way through my mind. That's all I saw behind my eyelids. I was calm. I was cool. I was collected. Never before had I been so serene. I felt nearly at peace with the world. I let the Force flow through me freely. I felt it gush through every pore, felt it tingle in every nerve. I felt it pulse through my arteries and veins. It made my heart beat. But Airy kept it beating. Once I had my revenge on Vincere I wouldn't need a reason anymore. I could die, I could live. It wouldn't matter. Everything would be right again.

    Yes... Everything would be right...

    I sighed deeply and recited the code, the one I learned on Korriban:

    "Peace is a lie, there is only passion.
    Through passion, I gain strength.
    Through strength, I gain power.
    Through power, I gain victory.
    Through victory, my chains are broken.
    The Force shall free me."

    A wave of pure tranquil anger washed over me, like a warm bath. Hate filled me. But I smiled still. Well, rather smirked. I waited a moment and then began the code that I had learned from the teachings of Vader and had modified:

    "There is no fear, there is power.
    There is no death, there is immortality.
    There is no weakness, there is the Dark Side.
    I am the heart of darkness.
    I know no fear,
    But rather I instill it in my enemies.
    I am the destroyer of worlds.
    I know the power of the Dark Side.
    I am the fire of hate.
    All the universe bows before me.
    I pledge myself to darkness.
    For I have found true life,
    In the death of the light."

    I smiled widely and sighed again.

    I'll be ready for you, Master... You shall not survive...
     
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