The room was filling with smoke. DG-004, a protocol droid, was laying on the floor in small pieces. He had come to the room just earlier to invite master Moon'go Baath to meet master Wenyum to discuss an urgent issue; an unknown ship, accompanied by four Sith starfighters, had entered the orbit and was coming towards the Jedi Training Center.

Hame Koon opened her eyes. She was a young female Twi'lek, and she had just been discussing Force with her master, when the whole wall had exploded.
"Master", Koon whispered. She had been thrown away from the table by the impact, and now she was reaching for her lightsaber.
"Master", she repeated, trying to regain her balance to stand up. Koon looked around, trying to spot her Bith master, when she noticed a smoking corpse laying in front of the door.
"Master!" she screamed as she ran to the corpse.
"Master Baath!"

But Moon'go Baath didn't reply. After serving the Republic and the Jedi Order for thirty years, Baath had met his end.
"Master!" the Twi'lek cried. The door was cut open by a lightsaber, and an old Mon Calamari male, master Wenyum, stepped in.
"Master Baath!" yelled the Mon Calamari.
"He... he..." Koon tried to say.
"Hame, you must leave the building now, with the other padawan. The Center has been breached, and the Sith are trying to destroy it. Master Baath wouldn't want you to risk your safety!" Wenyum instructed.
"Master Wenyum... will you... will you make sure that the Sith will pay for their doings?" Koon asked, still crying.
"I will personally bring the one who did this to this room and show him what he has done", Wenyum promised.

Of course, he didn't. That day was the deadliest in the history of planet Centares, as hundreds of Jedi perished in the event later known as the battle of Centares. The Jedi Training Center was demolished, but at least the ones responsible were killed in the battle. Hame Koon herself saw from the carrier ship, that was carrying her out from the planet, how the gunship that killed Baath fell into an acid lake and exploded.

Three days later, she had returned to the ruins. Hame Koon stood silently, watching her master's grave and trying to kept the tears inside her.
"Did you lose someone?" said a calming female voice behind her. She turned around and saw a female human.
"Yes. My master, Moon'go Baath... he was the first victim of the assault", Koon explained. Tears started flowing again.
"I am sorry for you", replied the woman. "What is your name, young one?"
"Hame Koon." She took a small break between the sentences, and decided that this was as good time to open up as any. Master Wenyum, the only other adult who actually cared about her, was on Coruscant, taking care of important business.
"I have been a Jedi padawan for one full year now, although I don't know if I'm going to continue my training..."

"Why not?" replied the surprised human.
"My master is dead and... and I'm afraid that I can't defense myself against the Sith if they come after me!" Koon replied. She had been considering the decision for a few days now.
"The best way to defend against the Sith is to master the Force", the woman said. She, too, was quiet for a while, until she added: "If you want, I can train you."

Hame Koon looked at the woman, now smiling for the first time since Baath's death.
"Of course", the woman continued, "we need to discuss it with the Jedi Council. But if it's fine for them, it's fine for me."

Koon looked back at Baath's grave.
"That's what my master would have wanted, anyway... to continue my training..."
"I believe so, too. My name is Arissa Ghi", the woman replied. "I lost someone in the battle, too. My good friend, master Fergus Onom... he was the one who ended it all. He killed the Sith lord, sacrificing himself."
"Brave", Koon replied, and then the two looked at the graves in silence.