Finn woke up, got ready, and began to walk to the training grounds. Something he liked about the temple was no one treated him differently for his past. Back at the Resistance Base, people looked at him with suspicion when he walked by, conversations stopped, people glared, and some even left the room or walked the other way when he appeared. They hated him for being a former Stormtrooper, or saw him as a coward. He didn't need to be force sensitive to figure that out. It bothered him, how they judged him like he actively joined the First Order then left out of fear. His choice was stolen from him as it was for all Stormtroopers, but unlike them he left because he couldn't stomach killing innocents. People he barely knew called him a coward, and treated him as if he would betray them the moment it was convenient. Many of these same people would talk about how Kylo Ren could be redeemed if given the chance. Kylo Ren, the man who killed his classmates in his 20's and rejected every chance of redemption offered to him. The man who murdered his father in cold blood and nearly did the same to his mother. The new leader of an organization that slaughters planets and steals and brainwashes children into faceless soldiers.

He stared at the entrance to the training grounds as he had been for a while, wondering if he should go in. He sighed. He was tired of people judging him for things he didn't plan on doing, then praising someone else for doing those exact things. Kylo nearly killed them all, yet they had the nerve to claim he would turn back to the light. Some even had bets on how long it'd take him to turn back. Finn felt the anger and disgust rise in him, then took a few deep breaths. He recalled a phrase he heard echo in his dreams.

"Fear is the path to the dark side. Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate, hate leads to suffering."

He was calmer now. He was just worried about the state of the Resistance and about what would happen if the First Order won, and angry about how he was treated

"You're not wrong for being angry." said a voice from behind him. It was Adrianna.

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"I saw the way you were treated by the others at the Resistance Base. It's no way to treat anyone, let alone someone who risked so much to leave the only home they knew."

"Thanks."

Adrianna paused for a moment and looked at him, her golden brown eyes meeting his.

"Suppressing your emotions isn't healthy, Finn."

"What do you mean?"

"The anger you felt remembering the way you were treated by the Resistance and First Order is justified, but not letting yourself feel it will only lead to more problems in the long run. Being trained as a child soldier, running away only to be electrocuted twice by people you've since come to trust, having others whisper behind your back, those aren't things you can just shrug off. The dark side is fueled by powerful negative emotions. Jealousy, pride, fear, anger, hate, desire, are all components of the dark side, but they also are emotions everyone has. Suppressing them will only make them stronger, and ignoring them will lead them to consuming you. Feel them but don't let them dictate your actions."

"But the Old Jedi-"

"The Old Jedi were foolish to believe suppressing emotions was the best way to avoid the dark side, as those ways helped lead to their ruin."

"Thank you, but how can we rebuild the Order in a way that will last though? It seems every few centuries or eons something happens that nearly destroys the Jedi."

"That I do not know. We have history books that may help but those can only help so much."

Finn and Adrianna entered the Training Grounds together. It was mostly empty when they walked into it, sans a few younglings were play sparring with mock lightsabers, and Rey was practicing on a training droid. He gripped the lightsaber he made from scavenged Stormtrooper armor firmly. It was exactly the blade he pictured wielding, yet something felt missing, and he didn't know what. Rey was too engulfed in fighting the training droid to notice them. Not wanting to break her concentration, Finn looked at Adrianna, and she ignited her lightsaber. He nodded and did the same, and the two began to spar. After an hour or two Atton walked in with two fully constructed lightsabers. Rey stopped practicing with the droid, ran up to him and immediately began asking questions, as did the younglings. Finn and Adrianna stopped training and took a short break so she could talk to him. Finn sat on a bench close by and looked at the lightsabers. One of them had a red and gray grip with a simple hilt, but the other one looked different. It was old but well taken care of, but it looked as if it had not been used in decades. It's hilt was gray and had three spike type decorations on it, but he couldn't tell much else. As if on cue Atton ignited them both. The red and gray hilted one had an orange blade, while the heirloom was purple. As he looked at them he could swear he could see a yellowish hue around the orange one and a blueish hue around the purple. Finn shrugged it off. He wasn't an expert on their construction, especially when it came to other people's. Still, the fact Atton was accompanied by masters made Finn wonder what they were made of.

After a few minutes of questions, Atton and Rey began to train. Rey was doing well against Atton. Training against opponents with two lightsabers was taught early on, and was not hard once you got the hang of it.Something about the lightsabers brought him back to the feeling he had when building his. The feeling he was missing something. Realization hit him like a ton of bricks. He closed his eyes and imagined himself holding a second lightsaber.