"Focus." Ky'ram's voice rang out through the ships common area. "You may have a gift for communication with animals but you lack progress in other significant areas. The crystal may have called for you but if you can not grasp the Force fully enough then you will never craft a lightsaber to go with it."
"Yes sir, Ky'ram, sir." Hakk nodded before returning to the task at hand.
Ky'ram had placed three items in front of the boy and told him to practice until he could lift all three at the same time. The first had been a small child's doll. The second was one of the blasters from the ships armory. Finally, the third was the chest piece to his own beskar'gam.
"It just doesn't make sense!" the boy finally screamed in frustration after a few more minutes. "I used to pick up farming tools back home! They had to weigh at least the same as the blaster if not twice as much as the doll!"
"Follow that thought." Ky'ram told the boy. "It will lead you to the truth."
"I thought you weren't supposed to be cryptic like the Jedi of old." Hakk threw an accusatory gaze.
"That wasn't cryptic." Ky'ram responded. "And crypticness comes with the Force."
"Why did I agree to this?" Hakk asked.
"I can't answer that." Ky'ram laughed as he began to go towards the cockpit. "Only you know what made you agree to be trained."
"Wait a second!" Hakk yelled as Ky'ram exited the room. "When you were in here I couldn't even get them off the ground! Now the first two are at least an inch above it!"
"And your point is?" Ky'ram asked from the cockpit.
"You're influencing it aren't you?" Hakk responded.
"Even if I am how are you going to stop me?" Ky'ram questioned the boy.
Hakk sat for a long while and thought about the question the man had asked him. Ky'ram felt the Force bristle around him and then settle. He then felt it move around the items and his connection to them was cut off. Leaning back into the other room he saw the boy with the first two items floating around his head and the third almost three inches off the ground.
"So what did you do?" Ky'ram asked.
"I cut the items off from the Force." Hakk explained casually.
"You mean you severed my connection to them?" Ky'ram cautiously wondered.
"No." Hakk responded. "I removed them from the Force entirely."
"Child you are a rare breed indeed." Ky'ram said incredulously. "First the animal friendship, now you can actually sever connections to the Force. Can you reconnect things as well?"
Hakk shrugged and then focused intently for a few moments. Suddenly Ky'ram found himself reconnected to the items. He laughed slightly and then turned back into the cockpit…
Ben watched with more focus than Ky'ram had ever seen as Torwyn and Hakk sparred with blunted training blades. The younger boy was obviously outmatched in strength but seemed to have better mobility. Torwyn had increased his saber skills but wasn't entirely used to fighting a smaller more agile opponent. Every blow Torwyn threw at Hakk the younger boy maneuvered enough to let it harmlessly slide past.
"Credit for your thoughts Ben?" Ky'ram asked as he approached.
"Where did you find this boy?" Ben asked in response.
"Originally?" Ky'ram began. "He was at your Shadow Guard training facility on Serenno. Thankfully he wasn't corrupted."
"If we had known how powerful he was then he would have been moved to be trained as a Knight of Ren." Ben told Ky'ram.
"He makes me think there might be something behind the idea of Midichlorian manipulation." Ky'ram said almost offhandedly. "It could be the secret to stopping Snoke."
"He had attempted to teach a few of the knights." Ben explained. "None of us were willing to take the time to meditate on it. We didn't view it as a powerful enough technique to warrant the apparent years of studying that he said it would take."
"If the old legends are true then Midiclorian manipulation is responsible for your entire family line." KY'ram informed Ben. "If we could gain access to it again we could destroy Snoke in an instant. I've wondered for a time why he hasn't used it."
"Snoke is not as strong as he once was." Ben said. "The assassination attempts on his life have weakened him much like they did Vader."
"To think he was once the most powerful Force user in the galaxy." Ky'ram chuckled as the spar winded down.
Torwyn and Hakk both looked winded and neither seemed ready to giveup. The younger boy rose his training blade and attempted to charge when a loud clearing of the throat caught both combatants attention. They turned to the two senior Force users and bowed as one.
"I think that's enough in saber training for the day." Ky'ram told the two. "Go meditate while you recover and then prepare for dinner. Ben make sure they get there okay. I'm going to be studying the great holocron, and perhaps Bane's if I have time."
"Yes Master Skirata." The three of them said as one.
With a bow they all went to a more secluded area of the barracks to carry out their assigned tasks…