The Tale of the Enclave

by HeartofFire-SoulofWater

This is a story of pain and turmoil, of unadulterated love, of two people brought together only to be ripped apart moments before their hopes are realized. There will be a sequel. Chapter Three: "Ci’el… Ci’el, I… need your help…"

1. Prologue: A Vision of the Past

Prologue: Vision of the Past

So, here's a new story. I'm sure you'll love it if I write it properly. Hope I can do this. Wish me luck! I'll be putting a quote or the name of the song I listened to while writing at the beginning of every chapter.

Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars or any of its characters, ideas, etc. George Lucas has all rights.

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Those whose steps are guided by the Lord; whose way God approves, may stumble, but they will never fall, for the Lord holds their hand. (Psalm 37: 23-24)

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Three young Padawans and a Jedi Master argue loudly in the medical bay at the Jedi Enclave on Dantooine. The girl stumbles, holding herself up with the side of a conveniently-located freighter, one hand on her head, brunette bangs falling in her eyes.

"I can't... stop the screaming..." she says.

A male Padawan rushes to the girl's side, more to stand between her and the Jedi Master than to comfort her.

"She's not going alone!" yells the last Padawan, another male.

"She's not going where alone, Padawan Smith?" replies the Master, before turning to the girl. "Padawan Mark, what screaming?"

The girl ignores the question, clutches her head, and says, "I have to GO, Master! I... argh..."

"You are NOT going alone. Not with Harlak there." replies a flustered Padawan Smith, "I won't allow him to hurt you, and I won't allow him to take you. He'll have to go through me. I remember all too well what happened last time and it was only by a slim chance either one of us made it out."

"SILENCE!" screams the other male Padawan, then turns to the Jedi Master, saying, "Master Vash, we need to go to Nar Shadda and stop Natan Harlak. Now you can come with us, punish us, or look the other way."

"And you, Padawan McHugh, need to remember that you are not to give me orders."

Master Vash goes to Padawan Mark and puts her hand to her temples, speaking to her through the Force.

What screaming, Monica?

She suddenly releases her, color draining from her face, then turns to the two male Padawans and speaks to them.

"Her mind is entangled with his. His rage is... attracted to her empathy, and it's draining itself into her. This bond, however it formed, must be broken. We must find Harlak and halt this at the source or all will be lost."

More to come.
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