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Ben swung his lightsaber through another Sith who crumpled at his feet. The teen Knight called onto the powers of the Force to bring he is newest slain foe's saber into his free hand, He blocked backwards with his main hand catching the next Sith's blade on his, stopping it from splitting him into two. The young Skywalker pivoted on his foot sending the newly acquired Sith saber through his even newer foes head, severing it at the crown. Ben felt the Sith's Force aura leave his body. While Ben was happy that another threat was down on the battlefield, he took no joy in the fact that he killed a Sith. Ben standing in a protective stance he knew he was momentarily safe, so he took a look around.

His father, Luke Skywalker was battling hard against three Sith, using his mastery of the force and decades of combat experience to fight them all at once holding a line so neither party gained any ground, his older cousin Jaina and her newlywed husband, Jagged Fel were standing back to back, each busy taking on a Sith of their own, 'The only reason Jaina let Jag fight in this battle' Ben thought, 'is because of those beskar'gam plates and crushgaunts.' Next Ben heard the shriek of engine drives and then the sound of a proton torpedo detonating in atmosphere. He looked right just in time to see a few Sith jump away from the blast, though a few unlucky ones became instantly incinerated. The Falcon climbed high getting prepared to do another run. Ben then noticed Tenel Ka, Zek, and Master Sebatyne all fighting as one unit against a total of five Sith. Before he could make a move to help any one of his comrades, she was upon him.

Her long hair in a disheveled mess, sweat glimmered off her pale skin, from hours of battle, the tribal like markings he could only guess as Keshiri, which was new to Ben's eyes. Though what gave her away was that tiny scar at the corner of her lip that she so despised, it hung onto the crimson glow of her blade. Her eyes widened slightly at the sight of him, "Ben…" she uttered it as a whisper.

Ben's senses shut off, the sounds of falling Sith and Jedi faded, the smell of burning flesh gone, he wasn't here. They weren't here, not in this mess, and certainly not on different sides. "Vestara…" Ben started as pain and burden shown in his face, and sorrow filled his eyes. For he knew they were here, and he knew what he would have to do.

Vestara's eyes shown with a similar sorrow, "We can leave this Ben, We can use the battle to escape and go far away from all this…"

Ben glanced around to all his family and all his friends praying for a sign, when none came he looked back to her, "I…can't." he grimaced before offering his hand out to his once love. "Please Ves, come to the light. I can't hurt you, The Jedi won't hurt you either, I will make sure of it."

A tear slipped down Vestara's cheek and she looked down in an attempt to hide it, "I've tried Ben," she then met his eyes giving him a sad smile, "And we saw how that worked out."

Ben inclined his head in remembrance to when he took her into the temple and she betrayed him by giving the identity of the Jedi "Queen" to the Sith. He threw away the crimson saber in his spare hand bringing it back to rest in a two-handed grip on his own hilt. "I love you Vestara and no matter how this ends…" He started

"It'll kill me too." Vestara finished before blowing him a kiss that ben felt almost as if they were her own pressing the corner of his lips 'She must've used the Force.' Ben thought. "I will always love you Ben Skywalker."

And with that, love versus love, Jedi versus Sith clashed. Each leaping off their feet, each poised to kill each other, each begging the other silently to disarm. Their blades locked, as did their eyes, before Vestara reversed her hold, forcing Ben back who was purely focused on defending. 'Is he not attacking because of his feelings?' Vestara wondered, as she started a high, low, low, high attack pattern to help keep Ben off balance and keep her slight advantage. She moved on him like a harpy, her pain that was caused by her having to take arms up against the one she loved most had given her strength. Quickly as their sabers were locked above their heads she moved low swiping his feet out from under him with her foot. He fell and eminently tucked into a roll hearing the hum of her saber where his head was. He pushed out with the force, sending her back a few paces, giving him time to rise, though before he had time to press his attack, the young Jedi had to raise his saber to intercept an arc of Force Lightning, dancing off the Sith Lord's fingertips.

"Ves, I'm begging you, please stop this."

"I'm sorry Ben, we are two stars of separate galaxies… close enough to see each other, maybe feel each other's heat, but we can never work as one." 'You have no idea how much I wish that were untrue.' She added silently. Her pain shown clear in the Force, as did Ben's.

Ben reached his hand out gripping at Vestara's weapon in the force, calling it to him. Her hand raised, but she held her weapon strong, she threw him a loving smirk, "Were you expecting that to work?"

Ben gave his foolish grin, "It was worth a shot."

She smiled at him, "If you win, it won't be given to you." She told him. 'No matter how much I want to let you, I can't stand hurting you Ben.'

'Winning isn't killing you Ves, winning is leaving here together.' Ben silently thought. But unable to give up on either of their principles they clashed, again and again, at an unrelenting pace, each fully testing the other, looking for any way for the fight to end, bloody or not. With every strike their hearts chipped a bit more, though neither of them could yield, so together, against each other, facing certain death from the person they love, they fought on. Sweat drenched their tunics from the constant heat of the long day of battle, each second being remembered as a separate day, Finally Ben saw his opportunity and he took it, as their sabers were locked from a low strike, Ben struck his love just above her temple and she crumpled down, Ben lowered his blade above her throat, "Please stop." He begged.

Vestara's face twisted into a new form of anger, "Do it Jedi," she spat out. "You already killed me once." Ben paused about a second, and that's all Vestara needed. The instant Ben recoiled back, her glass parang was out and buried in her one time lover's knee.

Ben's face twisted from shock, to pain, to betrayal. Then a mix of all three, he could feel blood seep out around the sharp glass as he fell, unable to walk, he tried to rise. Then it hit Vestara like a wall, the thing she was trying to black out since the start of the duel, Ben's emotion, but it was to raw, it blew out any sort of protective barriers she had, there was his pain, his hurt, his pride, but even more than that his love for her.

It drove Vestara mad with aggression, her eyes shown gold, she hated the Jedi, she hated the Sith. But she loved Ben, and it was Ben she was attacking, Ben she was killing. Her Ben. She listened to his screams of anguish and they fueled her hatred even more, they made her do this. They made her hurt Ben.

Vestara knelt next to him with tears in her eyes, "Damn your strength Ben." She wiped some dirt from his face, her saber was off now, with his still lit she wouldn't blame him if he cut her in two. She didn't care, because a life without Ben isn't one worth living. "You didn't give me a choice." She started sobbing and pressed against him, clutching his body against hers.

Ben arched to reach the deactivation switch on his saber, before he felt her shaking, "It's okay Ves…" he labored out. The young Knight new how bad it sounded. Even in his ears.

She looked down at him and he nearly recoiled at the sight of Vestara's eyes. The young knight did the only thing he could think of doing, whether it was hormones, or instinct he did not have time to wonder for his lips were pressed to hers and all thought disappeared even the pain from his newly acquired wound dulled away to nothing, as their kiss grew deeper, their touch seemed to fade, until finally Ben awoke aboard the Jade Shadow.

He quickly checked to see if his knee was hurt, 'No outer damage at least.' He thought. "It was a Force Vision," he decided. "At least there is a chance to save her."

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Vestara awoke in a cold sweat aboard Ship "I sense a wavering peril in you, Lady Khai." it spoke to her; "You had a vision?"

Vestara's laid back still feeling Ben's, no Her Ben's lips on hers. "I almost hope so..."

It was," He assured her, "Your Force aura changed like that of an old Sith Lord using a battle meditation Technique. We must prepare you for what you are yet to face, It may not just a fight for your own life, but one for every Sith in the Galaxy. "Ship told her.

She touched her fingertips to her lips feeling Ben's still pressed there, "When the time comes, I will do that I have to."

She could feel Ship's satisfaction in her answer, "I do not doubt you, Lady Khai."

And so the two star crossed lover's laid awake, each awaiting the day they meet again, both knowing that when they do, it will tear their hearts apart.


A/U:

Hello guys and girls, I hope you enjoyed this, I have a plot line set up, but I also think this is a good one-shot, so the choice is yours, if I get feedback whether it be comments or favorites I will continue writing this, if not I feel it's a good standalone piece, feel free to critique I would love to hear about what you thought, good or otherwise. Tell me if you think it is worth continuing or you like my writing style enough to want to see more of it. :D

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-Me