Memorable Memory
Chapter 1
I could hear my pulse quicken, my eye sight sharpen due to the adrenaline pumping through my veins as a result of fear and fighting to continue to live. I knew that this unwanted fear led to the dark side, but in circumstances such as this fear was an emotion that even the strongest Jedi couldn't control. How do I always manage to get myself into these kinds of situations? I never thought I would have to face my own master, that the woman who had taken me a worthless broken and couldn't be fixed exiled Jedi under her wing to retrain in the ways of the Jedi, the way of the light. How could she be a sith, no a sith lord? But as our light sabers clash her single red against my blue and silver all the answers to my questions come together.
I see now what all my teammates/friends have been telling me all along especially Atton. She wasn't training me in the ways of the light; she was trying to manipulate me into a tool she could use to get back at everyone who had done her wrong, to mold me into a version of herself. All her teachings and complaints about me helping people was her trying to take away all the goodness, hope, and light in me away. I guess I was blind to all of this because I wanted all her teachings to be part of the path that would lead to redemption for all I'd done wrong in my eyes during the mandolorian wars. I know I should be looking for redemption from the councils eyes, but like I had told them in my trail I had to go. The Madolorians needed to be stopped and if I had the chance to live that part of my life all over again I'd do the same thing. And when I went into the cave on Koriban by myself I got that chance and it helped me over come all those mistakes and do things right my standards. But I would do one thing different during my trail; I would have explained my reasons better so they could understand why I joined Revan and Malak to fight in the Madolorain Wars. Not because I enjoyed fighting as well as killing, not because I was power hungry, or even because I turned to the dark side. No it was simpler than that. It was the same reason Revan had when she left. It was to do what Jedi are supposed to do. Sacrifice ourselves to help and save the innocent and oppressed. To stop the war and bring peace before more life's were lost. I didn't go against the council when I left to fight I sacrificed myself so that others could live freely and pain free like all Jedi are taught.
Keira's no not Keira's, Darth Traya's strength grew. No her strength wasn't growing mine was weakening. I looked into Darth Traya's black pit eyes seeing a short Jedi, her blond hair of short medium length tied into a ponytail. Her bangs hanging and partly sticking to her sweat drenched face, which magnified the intensity of her sapphire blue eyes. The Jedi's strength is waning her slender yet muscular arms which held up two light sabers that kept a strike from meeting its mark at bay began to drop.
"NO!" I yelled in my head, arms, strength don't fail me now! This couldn't be the end of me, could it? If it is I don't want the last image in my mind be of Darth Traya no she shall not get such satisfaction from me, I want my last thoughts and moment, which will carry me to the end be one of the happiest, most memorable moment of my life. "Atton..." I whispered.
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