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Kal was in his room. Since the week before last, he had dove headfirst into his father's records, trying to piece together all he could about the former master jedi. He had yet to open the journal, saving it for last. Kal, closed the finished holobook on how force-sensitives were viewed as mystics in some cultures. Laying back in the chair, he looked over and saw one holobook in particular. The one that Madam Jocosta called 'controversial'.

He hesitated and wondered if he should open it. He took a gulp and opened it, but when he saw the holograms that appeared he slammed it shut again, his face so red he would have sworn he could pass for an alien. "My father was truly a strange man," he placed the text down on the nightstand. The young man rubbed his weary eyes and walked up to turn off the lamp. As he reached out, he collapsed to the floor, "W-what's going on?" he cried. Images of Ahsoka on a strange world, she was in danger. She was being abducted by an enormous creature that was unimaginably powerful in the dark-side. Kal struggled onto wobbling legs. "Ahsoka...I have to...GYAAA!" He was hit with a sudden image of Ahsoka being bitten by some strange being and felt a painful surge of dark-side energy before he was knocked unconscious.

That night held no peace for Kal, tortured by images of Ahsoka being controlled by a monstrous man, suffering, slowly being eaten away by the darkness. The images ended with her her jumping in front of Anakin's attack and taking the sword through her stomach, forcing Kal awake, screaming. "AAAAAAHHH!" he sat up with a start, breathing hard and sweating heavily.

"Calm down." a familiar voice comforted him, gently pushing him back onto the bed.

Kal grasped at the hands, "B-Barriss?"

"Yes, it's alright. I take it you had the vision as well." she sat by the infirmary bed.

"Ahsoka, she's...!" he tried to sit up again only to be stopped by the Mirialan padawan.

"She's alright.. She and Master Skywalker reported in an hour ago. Apparently we saw a hallucination they were having,"

Kal wiped the sweat from his forehead, "That was NO hallucination," he insisted.

"She won't be coming back to the temple for a while," Barriss started fidgeting with her fingers.

Kal laid back in the bed, "I know,"

Barriss watched the troubled expression on his face, "You really do care for her, don't you?"

"I owe her everything, I love her with all my heart," he placed a hand on his chest.

"How are you so open with your emotions? I've been struggling with this feeling but you don't have any hesitation about it," Barriss asked, genuinely confused by his straightforwardness.

"To my people, love is the most important thing, whether with family, friends, villagers, or anyone. But the most important is the love for your chosen partner. I wasn't raised as a jedi so I still believe in my emotions,"

"But isn't that reckless for one who's sensitive to the force?"

"Perhaps, but it's the path that led me to her," he smiled as he drifted back to sleep.

Barriss smiled warmly at the unconscious boy, "Perhaps you're not who I thought you were...Kal,"

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