'And you wonder when you wake up will it be alright
Feels like there's something broken inside'
Coldplay, Ink.
Three young (human) female padawans sat cross-legged in a white painted room with an air of nervous excitement and anticipation about them, two silently watching the tallest of them as she instructed them.
"Just close your eyes and relax," she said calmly, tucking a wayward strand of her darkish brown hair behind her ear. Her friends closed them. There was silence until one burst out laughing childishly. "Shush," the first hissed in annoyance, "there must be calm. Enakaih, you may be the youngest by six seasons but that's hardly an excuse. You're still eleven rotations old."
The culprit muttered, "sorry, Faria!" then pursed her lips, barely choking back another laugh, and closed her eyes again. 'Faria' looked over to the other girl in the room, Mari, whose dark fringe was hanging in her face, and nodded to herself. "Good, now reach out your hands and concentrate…" she continued. They all reached out like they were trying to grab at something in front of them, and then… there was silence. Faria concentrated on the silence and easily fell into a trance; she had done this before without her friends and was never planning on telling them, but it had kind of slipped out one day and they had demanded that she teach them. They had been talking about a historic Jedi and his abilities at the time. His name was Luke Skywalker.
The force welcomed her like a friend, lapping around her like an ocean. It was beautiful but dangerous, and if you weren't paying attention you would get pulled away by the tide. She reached out with her mind into the endless energy field and felt the force in the air around Enakaih and Mari, nudging at their blindingly light presences to push them into meditation proper, touching at their minds. Enakaih was positively brimming with pride, but that was the moment Faria noticed the weird buzzing coming from Mari. This was unlike any sound she had heard before in the Force: it was new to her and she didn't like it. Suddenly, a bud of darkness bloomed at the centre of Mari's presence, and the buzzing intensified, moving over to Enakaih too, and returning them both to consciousness. Faria sighed, and followed them back to their bodies.
"I can't do it," shouted Mari as soon as I opened her eyes, "I just can't." Enakaih opened her eyes, too.
"Shouting's not going to help you or us!" said Enakaih angrily, and equally as loudly. "Just because you can't do it on your first go like Fari and I can, doesn't mean you can have a go at us for it!"
"Stop," Faria pleaded, "please stop, you're disturbing the Force!" she soon realised she could still hear that awful buzz, as it grew louder, overwhelming the two others. This was all about to go horribly wrong…
Mari gritted her teeth in anger and clenched her fists, glaring at Enakaih like she was Darth Vader himself, "You always think you know it all, don't you? Well, listen to this: you are just another sad little girl with inferiority complex and a blatant disregard for other people's feelings, and you don't deserve to be my friend. Did you know that?"
Faria and Enakaih stared their friend, shocked by this sudden show of aggression, but what they failed to notice was that while all this was happening, a wooden stool near Mari started to lift steadily into the air. Enakaih gasped as it suddenly flew straight towards her head. She ducked just in time, but Faria saw the danger too late.
The last things she saw before the world turned black were the looks of horror on her friends' faces.