Chapter 10: the council
"We cannot allow an outsider to be here, it's a great risk". A member of the council said.
Yarro looked a bit worried, as if he was afraid of the council's decision.
"This is the last Jedi survivor in the galaxy, except for us of course, and he's also extremely strong in the force". He responded quickly.
Another council member rose up from his chair. "I don't think anyone is worth the risk you are taking, Yarro. He could be working for Mutar". He said.
Yarro passed a quick look at Xyron.
"He is pure. I can sense it and I'm sure that each and every one of you can. It is obvious that this young Jedi is-"
"An outsider is standing in the valley's gate!" a young Jedi apprentice ran into the room.
Another member of the council rose up from his chair. "I think that you should check this out". He pointed at Xyron.
Xyron bowed. "I will master".
He couldn't remember the Jedi council before Mutar created his empire and took control of the galaxy, but he could remember how it felt. When he first stood there, as a young apprentice, he felt calm, serene. The room he stood in now was different. It was darker, even a bit frightening. It seems that the chamber tried to give him the same feelings as the old council's chamber. It didn't.
The dark design of the room is symbolizing the Dark Age that the galaxy is experiencing. Xyron calmed himself down.
It must be.
Sam stood in the old valley's gate. He was amazed by the strong presence of the force there. It was everywhere. From the bottom of the floor to the edge of the valley, he could sense it in all over the place.
He pulled out the black lightsaber.
It's been a long time since I used one of these...
He reached his left pocket and took out his second lightsaber.
...And it's time to see if I still remember a trick or two.
Suddenly, Sam screamed.
This is not the time; he must not know your true identity. It will ruin the game. A voice said from deep inside his head. A voice Sam heard a long time ago. The same old voice of his apprentice.