Chapter 10:
Leaving him, Miennya walked over and took another position next to Luke with her blade pointing dangerously at the Sith Lord. Grinning evilly, he drew another saber from his robes and attacked as Miennya parried and Luke thrust. The duel was on again, this time two against one instead of two on two. Every time Luke took a move, Miennya would compliment herself so they were always in perfect harmony. Growling, the Sith sent Luke flying with a force push and faced Miennya alone. She replied with a cool thrust that made sparks fly as the velocity increased. She knew she would receive no back up as Luke's hand had malfunctioned and he was trying to fix it hurriedly, so she persevered alone. The Sith nicked her above the eye with her blade as she slightly misjudged a thrust but she ignored it and blocked the attack effectively.
It was only after Luke had joined back in that they gained another edge on him, destroying one sabre and injuring him badly. Advancing, they held their lightsabers at the Dark Lord's throat.
"Do you yield?" asked Luke cautiously.
Nodding, the Sith pushed himself up and then at lightning-quick speed sent Luke flying with the butt of his broken saber and grabbed Miennya by the throat. As she squirmed, the man maliciously flashed his grin and asked him the same question. Nodding slowly, Luke deactivated the sabre and stared at Miennya hopelessly. Miennya nodded and then kicked back hard on the Sith's kneecap. He fell and she kicked him again in the face as his nose broke. Glaring at him, she stepped away from his form.
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What neither of them noticed however, was the Sith Lord rising silently and creeping towards his still intact lightsaber. He picked it up and lunged at Luke as Miennya yelled and darted in the way. The saber entered her body and she screamed in immense pain as she collapsed. Luke in great anger grabbed the Sith Lord and killed him instantly. Running to Miennya, he saw her blood pool underneath her body as it convulsed and shook. The blood was a deep scarlet red, the colour of her hair. Picking her up, he cried as he felt her body weaken and the precious life-blood spill onto his tunic. Smiling at Luke, she stroked his fringe and spoke wistfully.
"Do you ever wish things had been different between us, Master?"
Luke couldn't answer, so caught up in sobs was her. He could feel her growing weaker each minute and she knew it too. Blinking her twilight eyes, she smiled and spoke slowly as she looked not at Luke but at the air above.
"I g to be with the Force, Luke. Do not be saddened for me, I have achieved what I set out to. I have banished the Dark side and my heart is pure. Farewell, my master and think of me one day when you come to be with us. You will always be in my heart and I will watch over you. The world grows dark, soon it will end and I will be at peace. Farewell...."
Then, she let her head fall back into the crook of his arm as she breathed her last. Then, she was gone, her body still and her eyes closed softly in death. Luke sobbed into her body, his body shaking with the grief he felt. Then, he stroked her hair one last time and stood with her body in his arms. He cloaked himself and walked out of the palace to a waiting shuttle with the body of his former apprentice...