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its not supposed to be that good, i typed it in a half an hour, without writing it down, bare wit me.
She is one I haven't ever expected to cross paths with. From the moment I met her, I knew she was the one I needed to cast my revenge on the force with. And she didn't even know it.
And from our travels I trained her, teaching her the way of the force, not only for her good, but for my own. I wanted to see what the death in the force was, to know it better. She gleefully trained under my teachings, not even a slight concern over me. I could tell she started to view me as a mother figure rather than a master, or a bond. What pity. I tried to break her of this, yet, she was strong.
She was so strange, the exile was. I don't know how, but her ties in the force made her a leader. A leader to her companions, the very ones I needed her to get away from. Especially that fool. But her bonds with others were strong. So strong, she had made Jedi out of most of them. Interesting indeed, for I had not intended to teach one who was also teaching others.
With every Jedi master she sought out, I grew worried. For I knew our time was coming to an end, I had only hoped she knew what was coming for her as well.
But my hopes were wrong.
All of the remaining Jedi masters were found. We face the rebuilt enclave, her eyes wide with amusement.
"beautiful…"I heard her whisper.
"Indeed…"I sighed ," quickly, there's not much time."
We walked in the enclave, both of us, our memories restored. She look upon me as a tried to regain my thoughts. It was as beautiful as I last remembered. Oh how I hated it.
"my…," I said ,"it…has been some time…"
The exile was silent for a moment, looking around as I did.
"it has…"
My restlessness brought me to sit down in the same spot I remembered I had before exiled. So much time has passed away….
And she looked at me. With what thoughts, not even I knew, I was too tired to figure out.
"…your scared?"
"for you."
"don't be…"
The place was calm…as the force..
She could feel it too, it was in her voice.
"you know,' she chuckled," I'm scared too…I don't know why. I guess I'm afraid…"
"Trust in me, exile, as I trusted you. Follow my teachings. And if you find you cannot trust me, trust in your training. Trust in yourself.
She stared at me with calm eyes, with just a nod. She stood tall, something I oh so admired about that day, as if all her fear just vanished like that.
"Never doubt yourself."
She walked in.
And I could see.
She could see.
They try to harm her again.
Cast her out, strip the force from her.
From my teachings.
"ah…." I whispered.
They were about to take the force away from her. They had not expected me to step in.
I couldn't dare let them do as if they did before! As if she was to blame for her mark upon the force!
So I did her a favor, and stripped them of the force.
"You will not bring harm to the exile! Not again as I stand before you!"
"And I'll make you see the force as she does."
"But could you stand to see it? Could you stand to live without it?"
All they could do was scream.
"And all she has done for you. Brought you back. And you punish her?"
The scream more.
"She had brought you truth, and you condemn it?!"
And the truth was reveled, which I already knew, was that they could not live without the force. The had died.
The exile, exiled once more, laid on the ground under me.
"And you have failed me once more. But, we shall see of your final test, exile. You knew this would happen, yet you still came. Why?"
Nothing.
"As I see, you are broken blinded. I am in need of you no longer," I said as I walked away," as you of I."
Even as I stay here now, in waiting for you to cast me down, I see it is true you are the death in the force. And that is why you are so beautiful to me.
And you've saved me, I shall give you that.
