The Grey Jedi
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"Many people wish to be a Jedi. To be those creatures of divine power of light and justice. To be able to stand up for the weak and defend against darkness that creep throughout the galaxy. To wield the legendary lightsaber that has become the symbol of the very Jedi we know. Though what if you were gifted with the powers but never wanted to taste such power ever again. Not to be tainted by the darkness or be purified by the light. Hoping your very gift just vanished. Some may say a person would be crazy to reject such a gift. Ha, maybe I am crazy. Let me explain who I am. My name is Suhlak Itah, I was once a Jedi in training. I had a master of course. We were one of the best working master and apprentice teams out there. We sought out or mission and achieved our goals with using little force and violence. Many were expecting me to achieve the rank of Jedi Knight at a young age. Though it wasn't meant to be. My master and I were sent on another mission and we were faced with an unknown darkness. A dark Jedi known as a Sith approached us. We were surprised of course since, many of the sith had been wiped out during the war. But his very presents were what were different. The darkness the swirled with him froze my very body as well as my master. Taunting us, torturing us in are paralyzing state. I.I remember very little after that. Though I can somewhat explain what happened. My mind was clouded, almost as if my own mind was sent somewhere else for a short break. When I woke up I was standing over my master body, with my lightsaber in my hand. My very own hands had struck my master down! The Sith was there and I swore my revenge on him. I attacked of course and again I found myself in a haze. I was struck down badly. . .hardly alive. I remember lying on the ground looking up at my attacker with a pure vision. I had attacked in rage. . .I lost my control of my emotion. I took my first step to the dark side. That was the last I saw of the attacker, my master, my old life. I woke a few days, perhaps weeks later at a medical hospital. The medics had declared that I would die in the following days, but found me fully recovered in a short time. The force aided me in the healing, though I didn't call for it. I was hoping to waste away in my despair. From that day on I could no longer call upon the force, but I never wanted to after that. I was no longer a user of the force, but the force used me. I was no longer a user of light or darkness, but a user of both. A Grey Jedi, whom will soon come to find a choice, must be made and the truth will be fully reveled. This is my struggle, my adventure, and my tragedy of my journey. Though don't think this is all serious. I do find myself to have a very light attitude once in awhile."
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((Just a short little prologue to get this kicked off. I'll have the first chapter up soon. Already writing it.))
((I do not own nor do I take any credit for anything that is relative to Star Wars. I just enjoy typing a short story once in awhile))
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"Many people wish to be a Jedi. To be those creatures of divine power of light and justice. To be able to stand up for the weak and defend against darkness that creep throughout the galaxy. To wield the legendary lightsaber that has become the symbol of the very Jedi we know. Though what if you were gifted with the powers but never wanted to taste such power ever again. Not to be tainted by the darkness or be purified by the light. Hoping your very gift just vanished. Some may say a person would be crazy to reject such a gift. Ha, maybe I am crazy. Let me explain who I am. My name is Suhlak Itah, I was once a Jedi in training. I had a master of course. We were one of the best working master and apprentice teams out there. We sought out or mission and achieved our goals with using little force and violence. Many were expecting me to achieve the rank of Jedi Knight at a young age. Though it wasn't meant to be. My master and I were sent on another mission and we were faced with an unknown darkness. A dark Jedi known as a Sith approached us. We were surprised of course since, many of the sith had been wiped out during the war. But his very presents were what were different. The darkness the swirled with him froze my very body as well as my master. Taunting us, torturing us in are paralyzing state. I.I remember very little after that. Though I can somewhat explain what happened. My mind was clouded, almost as if my own mind was sent somewhere else for a short break. When I woke up I was standing over my master body, with my lightsaber in my hand. My very own hands had struck my master down! The Sith was there and I swore my revenge on him. I attacked of course and again I found myself in a haze. I was struck down badly. . .hardly alive. I remember lying on the ground looking up at my attacker with a pure vision. I had attacked in rage. . .I lost my control of my emotion. I took my first step to the dark side. That was the last I saw of the attacker, my master, my old life. I woke a few days, perhaps weeks later at a medical hospital. The medics had declared that I would die in the following days, but found me fully recovered in a short time. The force aided me in the healing, though I didn't call for it. I was hoping to waste away in my despair. From that day on I could no longer call upon the force, but I never wanted to after that. I was no longer a user of the force, but the force used me. I was no longer a user of light or darkness, but a user of both. A Grey Jedi, whom will soon come to find a choice, must be made and the truth will be fully reveled. This is my struggle, my adventure, and my tragedy of my journey. Though don't think this is all serious. I do find myself to have a very light attitude once in awhile."
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((Just a short little prologue to get this kicked off. I'll have the first chapter up soon. Already writing it.))
