Sowing the seeds,
Chapter 1: Life and death
It was at this moment she chose. At this moment she decided her fate. There, stood over his bed, watching for an enemy she knew would never come. As the voice had told her, it would be simple. One slash with her lightsaber and there wouldn't even be any pain… so easy. She played with her lekku and watched him. She wondered if he would sense her, he was a very powerful Jedi. She held her lightsaber in her hand and got up. She'd made her decision. She was a truly great Jedi and she was sick of people telling her she wasn't ready. She swore in Twi'leki and began pacing. The man in the glade had been right.
*
"We can't have you being wasted, my dear. We could use you. You could be one of the greatest Jedi who ever lived, if you join us…"
"What is your name?"
"They call me Kytho" he said, not stepping out of the shadows.
"What do you want from me?" she asked, her lekku twitching slightly.
"I am the harbinger of the new order of things. The galactic empire. With us, you will have a new look on things and freedom to do what you wish. Seal the deal if you wish. Kill Mando, your companion and meet me here at dawn. If you miss your appointment too bad, I leave, the window of opportunity shuts and you face up to killing a Jedi. You are very beautiful, you know… any way, your friend will be wondering where you've got to. I'd kill him during your watch if I were you… Goodbye Aiyai Mekko. We will meet again, I'm sure." And the man had left her there, lekku twitching.
*
She held her lightsaber over his head, pointing it down towards him. She probably should turn away, but she wished to savour the impact of the energy against her master's head. He had been horrible to her, disliking her for being female and having skill with the force. She pressed the button, allowing the blade to activate, going straight through her unfortunate master's head. It felt good ending a life. She found herself having odd feelings of power, strength and an odd kind of arousal. She looked out of the campsite and waited for the dawn.
*
"All of your masters and I have thought that you can all try your combat skills against one another." Said Mando "In groups of two, you shall practice with these training lightsabers. Remember a Jedi only kills when absolutely necessary so no killing blows to one another. Aiyai, you're with Makkos. She used the force to summon a training saber to her; it was a nondescript yellow one. She squared up to the Zabrak in front of her and raised her saber. Makkos grinned, his purple eyes matching his saber perfectly. He took his preferred stance, built for power, as she took hers, built for speed and agility. He swung at her in a powerful overhead strike; she slipped round it and jabbed at his side, he slipped around and cleaved at her torso, she was small back then, her lekku swinging around behind her as she dodged swinging into a vicious attack of her own. She spun around as he bent back and swung at her, his saber hit one of her lekku, and she was very proud of her head-tails. The shock was painful. She swung into a brutal series of strikes and attacks she shouldn't even know yet, eventually wearing down his defences until he was on his knees in front of her.
"Don't mess with the lekku." She said and struck a blow that would have beheaded him if it were a real lightsaber. She was punished for disobeying her master's order. Her excuse was that she got angry.
Anger leads to fear, fear leads to hatred and hatred leads to the dark side.
If only she'd listened.