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~TheJediAvenger!~
The Prophecy and the Problem
While Angela and Bruce had their conversation in the main room, Tony and Steve followed Trent to his room to continue their conversation about Angela. Once all of them enter the room, Trent shuts the door and sits down at the foot of the bed. Steve grabs the chair that had been used at the desk, turns it around towards the bed and sits down on it, while Tony sits in the chair that was against the wall and already pointed towards the bed.
"You sure Angela won't mind that you're telling us about her when she's not around?" Steve questions.
"Well, have you seen certain sections of her hair change from her normal blonde color to black?" Trent asks back. He sees Tony and Steve quickly glance at each other before returning their gazes on him. Trent knows the answer. "Well then, I'm pretty sure that sooner or later you would ask about her hair, and she would tell you two, anyways." Hearing his reply made himself sure that he wasn't doing anything wrong in giving them more information on Angela. Deciding to continue, Trent asks them another question.
"Remember when I was about to strike you two with my lightsaber?"
Tony nods. "That's a day I won't forget."
"Same here." Steve adds.
Trent continues speaking. "Well, the reason I ran away that day was because Angela was the Halva. I was NOT about to go against her, even if she was injured."
"So," Steve brings together a question for Trent to answer. "You ran off because she is this...Halva." Steve looks over to his left at Tony, thinking that the Star Wars expert would know the answer to his question. "Do you know what the Halva is, Tony?"
He shakes his head and shrugs his shoulders. "I'm just as clueless as you are." He puts his attention back on Trent. "But, I'm sure that he is going to tell us."
Getting the hint, Trent thinks through what he knows about the Halva. After a few moments of silence, he figures out where to begin.
"Thousands of years before the time of the Old Republic, there was a man who had several vision. In his visions, he saw a being with unseen or unheard of power. He saw a being that would have the ability to sense and manipulate both sides of the Force at the same time, while somehow maintaining perfect balance in using them. When using both sides, the being's hair would be of two colors, gold as a sun's rays shining from the clouds and black as the deepest parts of the universe. Not only could this being balance both sides at the same time, but also, that this being, was powerful enough to move mountains, up heave solid ground, even dissolve entire planets by a mere thought. Even though he saw the horrific deeds that could be done with this much power, another side was shown to him. In some other visions, he caught sight of what the being was actually going to be, rather than what the being could be. He saw the being living life the way that the being wanted to live it. He saw the being help the slaves, the poor, the broken. The being wanted to use only the Light Side of the Force, and abandon the Dark. However, it could not be. Through other visions, he saw that the being's birth givers were attuned to the Dark Side. They gave their lives to the Dark, hoping that they would overthrow and destroy every single creature and being that would stand in their way of create their "perfect" galaxy. Knowing that this being would do everything in Light, the being would still have Darkness in its blood and spirit, even though the being renounced it. Since this being could use both sides of the Force equally, if it wanted to, he gave the being the name of Halva. After every vision, the man wrote down every detail he saw into a book, which he would use to recall to people all the facts and signs that would show to them if who they saw would be the Halva or not. After time though, the book was lost. It has never been found; but, the details of the man's visions were passed from mouth to ear. Some were written down, while other bits of the details kept getting told my mouth to others. Because the visions were told for thousands and thousands of years, the details of the Halva slowly made people think that the Halva was merely part of many tales to tell to pass the time."
Looking at Steve's face and Tony's face with unwavering sincerity, he states, "From what I saw, I KNOW that she is the Halva in that prophecy." Trent lets himself fall from his upright position on the bed to lying on his back, waiting for any questions that Steve or Tony might have.
"So, let me get this straight. Both of her parents were Sith?" Steve asks, trying to figure out what had happened to Angela in her life so far.
Trent rises from the bed, but still sits on the edge of the mattress. "That's what I have heard from the prophecy." He slightly shakes his head. "I don't know how she managed to keep her secret hidden from her parents, though. I don't bother to ask , either. It is an area not to be asked about just merely because it could be very difficult for her to even talk about. At least, that is what I think."
Tony speaks out his reply. "Maybe...maybe she wasn't a Jedi yet. Maybe when she left whatever planet that her parents were on, she decided to become a Jedi."
Trent nods in agreement. Steve, however, remains quiet about the comment. Instead of replying to the idea that Tony spoke, he thinks about Angela. He was thinking through how she could have changed.
What happened to her in her life that made her decide NOT to follow in her parent's footsteps. If she was raised by her parents, they would have taught her that their way was the right way, while the ways of the Jedi were wrong. I wonder what made her realize the right way. Maybe, when it is the right time, I will ask her. I have a feeling, and just like Trent said, that the subject is one that she wouldn't want to talk about freely.
Coming out of his thoughts, he rejoins the conversation. Tony decides to ask a question about the prophecy. "So, the man that had these...visions, does he have a name? The only name you called him was 'the man'."
"If he did have a name, it was lost with time. Even to this date, the original book with every detail about every vision the man had has not been found. It makes me think that there are more details to the prophecy that have been lost with time and retelling of the prophecy. With that being said, only the major descriptions have made it, like the Halva having shining blonde and deep black hair and that the Halva is one of the most powerful beings that will ever be."
"Well," Tony states as he gets up from his seat. "Even if she is the most powerful being in the universe, she's still a person. In fact, she is one of the most humble people I've met that has a good bit of power." He glances to his side. "Kind of like you, Steve." The soldier quickly glances up at Tony before getting up from his seat.
Trent follows and gets up from the bed. "I'm glad that she is teaching me the ways of the Jedi, even though she scares me a bit, with her being the prophesied Halva and what not." He reaches the door and begins to turn the knob. "I'm glad that I'm finally on the right side." He opens the door by pulling it towards him and holds it open until Tony and Steve walk out of the room. After they do this, Trent follows them into the hall and shuts the door behind him.
After they had left them on the rooftop, Bruce and Angela go to the main floor and sit side by side on one of the sofas that had a look outside the windows at the majestic city of New York.
Leaning back against the one corner of the sofa, Angela gives Banner her attention. Wanting to relax as well, Bruce leans back against the opposite corner of the sofa and prepares to explain the "other guy" that Angela had felt in him.
"So, you really felt...someone else inside me?"
Angela nods at him. "Yeah, but he's not like you, yet somehow I am sensing that you are also him."
"Well, I'll start from the beginning so that you get the full and correct picture."
Giving all of her conscious attention to Banner, Angela prepares to listen to all of the details of who it was she was sensing in Banner.
For the next couple of minutes, Bruce shared with Angela what he did in the past to get to where he was today. He told her about the experiment with the Gamma radiation, which had created what Angela had sensed in him. Once he tells how the Hulk came to be, Bruce describes what the Hulk is.
"When the Hulk is needed, I just release the anger that I have locked inside me. From there, the Hulk appears and I disappear. However, the Hulk is me when I'm angry and when I control my anger. The Hulk leaves and I come back when that happens."
"That's...intriguing." Angela points and moves her pointer finger on her right hand at nothing in particular and tells Bruce of a comparison that she associates with him and the Hulk.
"It's like someone who wields the Dark Side of the Force. If they have had extensive training and know the correct techniques, they can hold in their anger and hatred, slowly building it up. Then, when they feel the need to, they release their rage to obliterate everything they so desire."
Bruce gets the point Angela is making. He believes that Angela thinks of the Hulk as some rampaging, killing machine that is nearly unstoppable. Maybe, he had been right about the Hulk. What if the Hulk was a monster?
However, as if Angela had heard his thoughts, she adds on to her example of what the Hulk was to her. "I don't think, though, that the Hulk is exactly like a Sith." Bruce looks at her with intensity. His mind was eager to hear what made the Hulk different from a Sith. "Besides from him wrecking property, the Hulk works on the right side. Personally, I've never heard or have seen him on video kill innocent people. Even if you don't think the Hulk is a good thing, I believe that he has the capacity to decide and judge what's right and what's wrong."
The last statement hits home for Banner. In fact, everything that Angela had told him affected his thoughts and judgments about his "other half". Even though Tony said the same thing to him about the Hulk, Angela somehow convinced him that the Hulk wasn't as bad as some people had made him out to be.
Sensing that Banner was through thinking about what she had said, Angela asks him he is ready for him to ask her some questions about the Force.
"So, what is it you want to know about my abilities or the Force?"
He looks around the room for something nearby and spots it immediately. "Uh well, how do you use your mind to manipulate the energy around you to.." He points at the coffee cup that Angela had drank the coffee from earlier. "Lift a coffee cup off the table, for an example?"
Using only a small fraction of her focus, Angela lifts the cup up off the table without even looking at the utensil. In fact, she wasn't even guiding the hovering cup with her hand. She was just letting the cup hover above the table, using only her mind to do so.
"Here's how I do it. Whenever I want to lift something, such as that cup I'm now keeping off the table, I use the energy around me, and if I need to, I use the energy within me as well. Usually, most Force users have to sense the Force around them to manipulate it to their will. For me, it's as if it wants to obey me at my command. Anyway, I just use the surrounding energy to lift the object, in this case the cup, by bending the energy around it and commanding the energy around the object to rise upwards. Thus, you get a floating cup."
Angela brings the cup over and makes it hover in front of Banner's face. He extends his hand forward until his open palm is under the cup. Knowing he would catch it, Angela lets it fall into his right hand. Just as Angela had thought, he catches it; and then, he comes up with another question for her.
"Is it possible to actually see the energy you are manipulating or is it always invisible?"
"It depends on how much is used...and whether or not the energy is very dense and concentrated.
"Makes sense." Banner states while nodding his head. The room then goes quiet. Bruce couldn't think of another question while Angela couldn't figure out how to continue the conversation. However, the quiet leaves the room as Tony, Steve and Trent enter from the hall. Getting up from their seats, Bruce makes his way over to Tony and Steve while Angela stands in place as Trent makes his way over to her.
"So, did you figure out who or what it was that you sensed in Bruce?" Trent asks eagerly.
"Yeah, I did. Apparently, he is the big, green giant that we saw in those videos that were taken during the battle they had here just early this summer."
Trent looks over his shoulder to see that Bruce was having a friendly conversation with Tony and Steve by the island for the bar. His eyes look down at the floor before they come back up. He turns his head back to face Angela, having a look of confusion on his face.
"You're telling me he is that big, green guy that can pick up vehicles like they're kids toys?"
"Yeah..." Angela senses his confusion and it was quite understandable. Bruce looked and acted nothing like the Hulk. In fact, nobody would suspect that Hulk was Banner. It was a perfect cover-up for anyone who could only see with their eyes. Force-users, however, could figure it out, if they had the ability and power to do so. Angela was one of them. Trent, however, would have a harder time to sense the beast in Banner; but, Trent took her word for it and decided to continue on with the day.
"I think that I will go work on some of the Starfighter parts that were bent out of shape." He turns to leave, but he is stopped by Angela placing her hand on his right shoulder. He turns around, not knowing what she is going to say.
"Before you do that, I want to speak to you." She takes her hand off his shoulder and walks past the island bar and down the hallway. Realizing that she wanted to speak to him alone, Trent walks the same path and catches up with her at her bedroom door. She opens it and walks in. Trent enters after her and shuts the door behind him.
"What's wrong?" He asks, hoping he has asked the right question.
"Nothing's wrong. I just have something to tell you about what you said..." She turns around and faces Trent, who had decided to stay right by the closed door. "When Banner and I were having our conversation, you had a conversation with Tony and Steve."
"How?"
"Even though I had my full consciousness on Banner, my subconscious still sensed you, Tony, and Steve out. I heard what you told them." Angela's face doesn't show any signs of what she would tell Trent next.
"I...if I wronged you by telling them the prophecy..." Trent stops his apology as soon as Angela raises her hand up, signaling him to do so.
"It's fine, Trent. In fact, I'm glad you told them. I was going to tell them myself; but, you did a better job than I would have because I don't like talking about it. Thanks for doing that."
"Uh...sure." Even though a bit thrown off by the answer he got, Trent accepts Angela's gratitude. "Say, how about we head down to the Starfighter and work on it awhile until the others are ready to eat lunch?"
Angela smirks and walks by Trent, heading for the door. "Sounds like a plan. Then after we eat we...can..." She stops just before reaching out to grab onto the doorknob. "work on...your...Force exercises..." She walks back past Trent, who remained silent but alert to Angela's actions and tone of words. "Do you sense that, Trent?"
Trent listens to the vibrations and waves of the energy around him. He only sensed him, Angela, Tony, Steve, and Bruce. He expected this since his range of sense wasn't as great as Angela's was. Not sensing anything odd, he answers Angela with "I don't sense anything different."
Pulling back the curtains in her room, she looks out and sees that the snow was still everywhere she glanced. Also, she spotted something different. Squinting her eyes, she sees something...no someone flying out a great distance from the building. The flying being starts veering to the right while still coming closer to the building. Figuring that whoever it was that was flying was going to land on the outside platform, where Tony would land in his armor, Angela draws the curtains closed once more, walks by Trent, and opens the door.
"You coming, Trent?"
He was standing directly behind Angela right after she got all the words of her statement out of her mouth. "Right behind you." Even though he caught a merely glimpse of the flying being, it was enough to spark his curiosity.
Moving from the doorway and making her way down the hall, back towards the main room, Angela leaves the duty of shutting her bedroom door for Trent. He does so, making the Jedi's temporary living space quiet and empty once more.
