Chapter 1

She had lost a mentor, a teacher, and a friend. Kreia had always been a bit rough on the edges, but she still had taught and guided her along when she needed it. As much as she hated to admit it...she missed her. It hadn't been a big surprise when she had turned out to be a Sith...yet it still had shocked her. In a lot of ways, she hated her for the way she had used and manipulated the crew and herself. The worst part was...she and Kreia...were the same. The thought of her being as bad as that "witch", as Atton would say, was mind-bogling...to say the least.

She was just as bad, though. She had sent sodiers to their deaths, and followed Revan into war. It was too late when she realized her mistake...maybe that was the reason she had been so willing to follow the path of a jedi once more. To make up for the past. When she had found out about her "unusual" talent from the members of the council, she began to doubt herself. She had been using the Force the whole time to manipulate others into doing what she wanted. She couldn't help thinking that was the reason for her friends, allies, whatever they truly were, to help her and stick with her no matter what. Suddenly she felt a great disturbance in the Force. It was almost overpowering.

"Hey, Skye." Mira strode in dressed in her Ballistic jacket, as always. Skye couldn't remember a time when she didn't have it.

"Hello, Mira. I heard you had a run-in with Hanharr. You OK?" Skye said trying to avoid the subject of Kreia.

"Yeah, I guess there's just one less murderous walking carpet around now." She tried putting on a fake smile.

"Mira...I know you didn't want to kill him. It had to be done...it wasn't your fault. I guess it just was the will..."

"-of the Force, I know. Y'know the whole Jedi thing...I'm thankful that your teaching me and all...don't get me wrong. It's just..." Mira began.

"Not for you? I thought the same once...after the Mandalorian wars. Mira, I need you right now. You learn quickly and we need more Jedi in the Galaxy..." Skye finished.

"Yeah, but you have Bao-dur, Visas, and Atton...I just thought I could give you a kinda break from teaching me." Mira said.

"Don't even get me started with them. Bao-dur is always tinkering with the ship and never wants to tear away from his work, Visas is always calling me 'Master' and she already is a fine Jedi, and Atton-" Mira gave Skye her a look," Atton keeps looking at me weird."

"And you don't like it?" Mira grinned sardonicaly.

Skye blushed," It...um, it makes me...uncomfortable.

"Sure it does..." Mira started to chuckle," I remember watching him as he watched you meditate with Disciple. I'm surprised he didn't turn green. Admit it, you got the hots for him."

"I don't have the 'hots', as you so simply call it, for Atton. We're just friends..." Skye tried to sound convincing but it was hard to convince herself." Besides, even if we did like each other, not that I'm implying that we do...Jedi are forbidden to love."

"You don't sound very convinced. If that is true...why do I always catch you two staring at each other when the other is never looking?" Mira chuckled again at how Skye's face turned beet red.

"I...I don't know what you're talking about. I should get back to what I was doing..." She turned to leave.

"Oh, what were you doing?" Mira couldn't resist the chance to tease a Jedi.

"I was, um..."she looked around the room," fixing...fixing, um... my armor."

"Yeah sure. That's why it's sitting in your room in the footlocker collecting dust, right?" It was more of a statement than a question.

"Leave me alone." Skye skulked off still blushing immensly.

"Jedi..." Mira laughed.

In her hasty exit she headed off towards the one place that she didn't need to be at the moment. Without thinking she had headed towards the Main hold. The place where Atton just happened to be playing Pazzak with T3-M4.

"What do you mean 'I win' ? You cheated! You lying cheating walking tin can! Y'know if it wasn't for..." Skye walked past him trying really, really hard not to look at him. As she walked past he leaned back in his chair and made her stumble.

"What was that for?" She demanded.

"What was what for?" Atton put on his best innocent look.

"Don't play dumb with me." Oh no, she looked at him. He didn't look to bad when he cleans up a bit...no, no. I'm not even gonna go there.

"I'm not playing anything with you. But I wouldn't mind if you played a Pazzak game with me. I'm sick of playing against this rusty cargo cylinder." T3 beeped a complaint before wheeling off.

"He says that you claim he was cheating." She said with her hands to her hips.

"Who, me? Never..." He smiled roguishly." C'mon. One game ain't gonna kill you."

"Shouldn't you be training?" She averted the question.

"Depends..." He waited for her to take the bait.

She sighed," On what?"

Hook, line, and sinker. " On if you are going to train."

" Atton, drop it. I'm not in the mood." The fish just got away.

"Even after the old witch is gone...she still causes me grief." He mumbled to himself. " You should at least get some shut eye, you look like hell."

Skye ignored the comment and headed to the port quarters. It was a lot quieter in there since Kreia had gone. Why couldn't she stop this consistent babbling about Kreia. She was gone! End of story! Yet she still couldn't stop worrying about it. Had she saved her in the end? Did Kreia finally realize that she had been wrong... had she returned to the light?

Ahhhh...the dark and the light. The two constantly wage a war, yet neither side ever whens? Most curious.

Skye jumped at the sound of the familiar voice. It wasn't possible...it couldn't be. She turned to face the owner of the voice.

"Kreia? Is that you? What am I thinking? Of course not, she's..." Skye said.

Dead? A curious thing death is... you can die but your mind lives on. Strange...is it not.

" This isn't happening. I'm not talking to a dead Sith Lord." Skye said to herself.

Was I wrong, Skye? Was it wrong to do the right thing while doing the right thing was doing the wrong thing? What if doing the wrong thing was actually doing the right? What then? Not everything is black and white, is it? What about the grey?

"Atton was right...I need some sleep." Skye crawled into bed and rolled over, trying to silence the talking.

Atton..ahh yes the fool.

" He isn't a fool." Skye snapped.

Really now? This couldn't be? You have feelings for that ignorant bantha? Forgotten already what I have said?

"You're not real."

That may be the case...but than why is Visas staring at me like she has seen a ghost?

" Visas! You can see her too?" Visas nodded." Good, that means I'm not losing it."

"K-Kreia? Master, what is she doing here? I can sense a disturbance in the Force, yet I feel no life emmanating from her. It is as if she isn't here at all." Visas said still dumbstruck.

What you feel are the small osscilations of energy that I displace. Is that a satisfying enough answer?

"Kreia, what are you doing here?" Skye questioned.

Trying to change the subject, are we? Did you not learn anything from me?

"All I learned from you was betrayal." Skye slid slowly away from the figure and towards her lightsaber that sat on the shelf behind Kreia...or what she thought was Kreia.

Than I did my job...that's good. Knowing betrayal should have opened your eyes to the truth. No one...not I, not yourself, and surely not Atton, can or should be trusted.

Skye was almost to a close enough spot to reach it...almost...almost..." How could you have lived like that? Not being able to trust anyone is a weakness. It means you have no allies, no friends."

Hmmm...you fear me? Did you really think that I wouldn't notice you creaping towards your lightsaber? You are more a fool than I thought.

Skye reached out her hand and the lightsaber flew to her open palm. The snap and hiss of the lightsaber filled the room. She held it in front of her before easing her way towards Visas. " You have done enough damage here. Leave us..."

Damage! You think I did damage? Oh no, you're mistaken...I wasn't the one doing the damage. You were...

Skye swung her lightsaber in a swift ark towards Kreia's figure. She disappeared before she could land a blow. She fell to the floor as she missed her target. Even through death, Kreia would continue to haunt her. Visas rushed over to her side and helped her up.

"Master, what was she talking about?" She asked calmly.

"I...don't know? I must meditate on this...as should you. Leave me here for now, please." Skye breathed. Nothing like seeing your old Sith teacher to get the juices pumping.

"As you wish." Visas headed back to her quarters.

Skye assumed the meditation position in the middle of the room. With her eyes closed, she tried to focus and calm herself through the Force. It couldn't have been true...what she had said. She hadn't been the one who was causing all the trouble, was she?