Ferb woke in a cold sweat his breathing harsh. He looked quickly around the room at a small body on the next bed. Phineas was there alive and breathing. Ferb was glad he hadn't woken him, the last thing phineas needed was to be woken by his brother's nightmare. Ferb got out of bed and pulled on his jedi cloak, a coat for the air of hoth was frigid.

He walked out of the rebel base and sat down on the snow. He closed his eyes and began to meditate focusing on his breathing, the rate of his heartbeat, and releasing his emotions. Once in this state of tranquility he began to use his basic jedi powers. He started by lifting a small rock with his mind taking it out of the snow. He began to move the rock in patterns.

Though he was focusing the majority of his mind on the task he had set himself, a part of him could not forget the dream he'd had. It was of him as a sith fighting phineas only this time he actually killed him. What he had nearly done while under the influence of the dark side haunted him. The worst part was that though he came under its influence by machine, the dark side would not relinquish its hold on him. He could still feel it just there under the surface waiting for a moment of weakness. Then it would rear up speaking to him softly a dark parody of himself that he could not completely block. It came to him even now as he worked.

Jedi parlor tricks you could do so much better than this.

Ferb made the rock trace a circle in the air concentrating on the rock.

You're more powerful than any of those grand moffs, you could be the third most powerful person in the galaxy.

Ferb moved the rock in waves, swirl,s zig zags trying to create patterns that required all of his concentration.

And your brother is so compliant, so eager to please , so quick to believe everything he's told it would be easy to turn him.

Ferb moved the rock in complicated shapes corkscrew, octagon, pentagram anything to block out the poisonous voice inside him.

With his help you might be able to beat vader and take over all it would take is one little push…

The rock exploded ferb looked at his hand noticing he had clenched into a powerful fist. Ferb knew anger didn't help it only fed the dark side. As did fear, and hate. How could he beat this presence in his very being when every negative reaction only made it more powerful?

Sighing ferb decided to go inside he wasn't getting much done anyway. As he entered the room he noticed phineas had woken.

"you had another nightmare didn't you?"

Ferb didn't say anything he didn't have to phineas could always see through him.

"it wasn't your fault ferb it was that sith inator."

Ferb was silent but he knew phineas could tell he blamed himself.

"ferb I know it doesn't help but I don't blame you."

Ferb knew, he knew phineas didn't blame him. He also knew he could do almost anything a phineas would forgive him. His dark side was right about that at least. Phineas wrapped his arms around ferb holding him close.

"It's okay ferb it's okay."

It wasn't okay and ferb wasn't sure it ever would be.