"Padawan Da, please report to the Council Chambers immediately." Master Windu clicked off his commlink before I could even reply. In response to his call, I trudged down the long hallway towards the Council room. They must be in session. I was never invited to a Council meeting, so this was great. Maybe they've just realized that I'm ready for the trials. I thought about Daylomb, my brother who was now in the prison as a traitor, and about my life. I was probably one of the only Sith to be changed into a Jedi. As I walked into the circular room, I noticed that this time all of the masters were actually present, none on a hologram. Master Mundi was explaining to a Padawan how to open a holocron when I came in. the Padawan immediately left and I stood in the center of the room. This is it. I know they'll let me take the trials now.
"Padawan Da, nice to see you again." Master Kenobi smiled at me and I bowed slightly. "We," he motioned around the room at all the masters, "have decided that you—"
"Are ready for the trials?" I finished hopefully.
He seemed startled and finished like this instead, "Actually, we wanted you to go after Daylomb Tiklersco."
I felt like I was going to tear up. I swallowed hard and tried to hide my feelings of disappointment. "But…but... he's in prison." I tried not to stutter, but it's hard when you're that disappointed.
"He escaped." Master Windu stared at me with such a stern, reprimanding look I wanted to drop into a pit.
I nodded. Daylomb could be very dangerous, especially loose on Coruscant. He obviously didn't have anyone to pick him up, or the sensors and clone guards would have spotted a Separatist ship. So that meant he had to be somewhere on this planet.
Leaving the room, I heard Master Skywalker say quietly, "The Trials? What's gotten into this kid?"
I grew angry with Master Skywalker for saying that, but it wasn't really him that I was mad at. Deep down inside I was really mad because obviously, the Council wasn't even considering it.

This is

SABOTAGE

I calmly strolled back to my room and punched my pinky finger against the red button that would open the door. As the door automatically slid shut behind me, I fell back onto my bed. I felt a little more relaxed now that I had lain down, and my mind began to clear. "Wait!" I sat up so abruptly my head hurt for a minute. Daylomb, he escaped! I hadn't really thought about it until now, but I was being sent out to recapture, possibly kill, my own brother. I shook my head. "Impossible. Besides, they know that he's my-. They don't know. They don't know that he's my brother." I buried my face in my hands. Suddenly, before I could stop myself, I started crying. "I can't do this. I can't go after my own brother." I knew talking to myself would only fuel my tears, but I did it anyway. I stood up and walked over to the wall that was one big window. "I can't believe they would do this to me. Of course," I sniffed, "why would they care. They don't know. Besides, I'm not supposed to have any attachments." There was a buzz and I knew someone was at my door. I sniffed again. "Come in." I wiped my eyes right before he came in.
"Hey."
"Hi." I sniffed one more time. I hadn't turned around from the window yet, but by the voice, it sounded like Master Skywalker.
"I thought you were in the Council meeting."
"Huh?"
I turned around and my eyes about bulged out of their sockets.
"Daylomb!" I ran over and hugged him. "What are you doing here? Everyone's looking for you. There's wanted posters all over Coruscant!"
He shrugged. "I thought I could risk it to come see my little sis." He saw my red eyes and said, "Were you… were you crying?"
I thought about my answer for a minute, then nodded slowly.
"Why? Still acting like a baby?"
My cheeks grew bright red. I wanted to come back with some good retort, but I couldn't think of anything. "No. I'm not a baby." I turned and walked back to the window.
"Hey, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. I was just joking." He came over and stood beside me.
I began to pour everything out to him. "The Council wanted me to come look for you and bring you back so they could put you on trial and….and…." I broke down again.
"Stang, Girl. You've got some problems."
I stopped crying immediately. "I do not have problems!"
This time he was the one looking out the window. "Look, Kiambo, I didn't mean to—"
"Timmy." I corrected him.
"What?" He turned to me with a confused expression on his face. "You got some kinda boyfriend or somethin'?"
"No, of course not. That's my name…or, nickname. Timmy."
He shrugged. "Whatever you say."
There was a buzz at the door. Daylomb looked at me curiously. "You expectin' someone?"
I ignored his question and strode over to the door. "Who is it?"
"Padawan Da, I'm surprised you're not already in the hanger, awaiting your ship."
"Uh, Master Plo, could you wait a minute?" I asked nervously.
I glanced over at Daylomb, who was now lounging on my bed.
"Of course." He said patiently. "What I have to say can wait. But please, make it quick."
"One minute." I promised. "Come on, Daylomb." I pulled him off the bed. "You've got to get out of here." I pushed him over to my closet.
"Uh, does 'get out of here' mean hide in the closet?"
I gave him an annoyed look. I pressed a hidden panel on the inside of my closet and a little hatch opened in the floor. "Go." I said, nodding toward the opening.
"Where does it go to?" He asked, looking quite doubtful.
"The hanger, now go." I gave him a gentle push toward it.
"The hanger!? Are you trying to kill m—" His sentence was cut off when I pushed him down it.
"Get to Florum, I'll come as soon as I can." I closed the hatch and shut my closet. Right before I opened the door, I smoothed my shirt out and tried to look casual. "Yes, Master Plo?" I asked as I opened the door.
"Padawan Da, ship is waiting for you in the hangar."
"Oh, yes, yes, I'll be there in a minute." He turned and left, and I shut the door behind him.
I grabbed my lightsaber from off my dresser and clipped it on my belt. I hope Daylomb didn't get of the ship I'm taking, or Master would be sure to find out. I opened my closet and slid down the same chute I had sent Daylomb down. When I my feet touched the hangar bay's silver floor, I let out a breath. One of the ships, the Captain, was gone. Hopefully Daylomb had taken off in that ship.
A few clone commandos were huddled in a group by the door to the hangar bay. I crept closer and crouched behind a box full of clone armor waiting to be delivered to Kayshyyyk.
"Listen, Sparks, you may not remember it, but I know the Jedi haven't always been the good guys."
"Well maybe I don't remember, but how do you know? They may be right." A second voice said.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa." The third voice said. "You guys do know what you're talkin' about, right?"
I leaned in closer. "That's treason."