Disclaimer: I still don't speak Scots Gaelic nor Irish Gaeilge aside from a few words ( I do know slightly more Gaeilge though), so if my translations are wrong then blame Google Translate, not me. I also don't own any character that is not my own creation, obviously. Wish I did though. Could use the kind of money Star Wars rakes in. At this point I'm just too lazy to get rid of this disclaimer so it's staying despite getting my point across by now.

Caibideil 11

Finding Angus, Gràinne gave her favorite sheep a good few pats on the head, earning her a happy bleat. She was finally able to do some thinking. She could easily reject whatever award they planned on giving her and instead spin her past into enough of a sob story to convince the locals to "save" her home, spare her family the wrath of the English, their fellow Scots, the Norwegians, and secure a place for them on their, no, her island. For the first time in her life she would have control of her own life, her own destiny, not have it be determined by the same imbeciles who hurl rocks at her head, cracking open her montrals just because they were the son of some minor noble lord or a Patrician's daughter. She ran her fingers across the gash where the scar remained, growing angrier by the second whenever she remembered how weak she had been then, how she had let herself be caught off guard. No longer would her Mass be reluctantly given by the lowest of initiate priests, while everyone else was given the eucharist by the bishop himself. Ecumenical Council or no, Papal decree or no, she had always fallen short of her human Scots in the church. She was no longer an oddity to be mocked and gawked at. Boys joking about assaulting her for their own power trips whenever she was dragged into town, being spat on by the old women, berated by the men, she would show them all!

She hadn't even noticed the rocks lightly floating around her or the little sparks of lightning dancing on her fingertips, which Angus was of course trying to eat. Nor did she notice Ahsoka storming over towards her. "Gràinne!" she roared, finally snapped her sister back to reality.

"Aye?" Gràinne answered, "What do ye," before she could finish her sentence Ahsoka punched her straight in the mouth with all of her strength. Gràinne was of course knock the floor as a result, and was spitting out blood. She saw a few of her teeth on the floor nearby.

"That's for Riyo!" Ahsoka yelled, before kicking her sister in the gut with her durasteel-toed boot, "That's for Barriss!" Before Ahsoka could even decide if she was going to strike again, Angus rammed his head into her butt, sending her falling on top of her sister, who quickly pushed her off as she stood.

"So ye tolerate that sickness as well do ye?" Gràinne asked contemptuously.

"There is nothing wrong with her!" Ahsoka snapped, "The only thing wrong around here is you." She, like most living Jedi, was totally unaware of the fact that the Jedi Temple was built atop a Dark Side nexus and the ruins of a former Sith Temple.

"Oh really, lass?" Gràinne quipped, "Is that why ye followed an evil sorcerer blindly all this time until I stopped 'im?"

Ahsoka was close to losing it, all she wanted to slice her sibling into a million little pieces, but for now she settled with Force-pushing her down the hall and into a wall, making an obvious crater where Gràinne smacked into it. "If I ever hear about you hurting my friends again, I won't stop until you are dead. Got it?" Fuming, she turned around before she did anything else stupid… until she heard the sound of a sword being unsheathed.

Activating her main sabre she spun around just in time to block Gràinne's slice with her blade. Taking her shoto she counter-sliced at Gràinne's gut, narrowly missing as her sister ducked back. Idiot didn't even know she was only using the training setting to block her strikes. Gràinne again attempted to stab at her sister, who expertly dodged out of the way. Just as she was about to strike at Ahsoka again however thy were both suddenly frozen, unable to move at all. Both of Ahsoka's lightsabers and Gràinne's claymore flew out of their hands and at the feet of Mastery Yoda.

"To the Council, you will report," he ordered, "Now." He had seen it all, and had heard about Gràinne's assault on Barriss from her former Master.

The only Council members who could make it at all were the ones still at the Temple with the rest being so busy even a holocall would be undue strain on their schedule: Kenobi, Windu, Ti, Tiin, and of course Yoda himself sat in their respective seats.

Obi-Wan, pressing his fingers against the bridge of his nose and not even wanting to look up at the twins asked, "Alright, let's keep this simple. Ahsoka, we'll start with you." Ahsoka looked down in frustration and embarrasment. "Why did you try to kill your sister?"

"She attacked Barriss for no reason! I had tried to talk to her about it over the last week but with the whole Sidious thing going on and her being harrassed by reporters and hiding away, I guess one thing led to another and I… just boiled over."

"Gràinne, what did you do to Barriss?" Kenobi continued, not even moving from his annoyed posture. He already knew from what Master Yoda had told them, aside from few details that Master Unduli had kept to herself. They knew that Barriss was gay and Gràinne had grown up in a culture that was apparently extremely heirarchical and homophobic. Not a friendly mixture.

"Not enough," she replied bluntly.

That grabbed the Council's attention, had she really seemed to change that much in the past few weeks that she had been here? A scared, confused young woman suddenly becoming a vengeful, spiteful woman? "Why?" asked Ti, "What did she do to warrant you randomly attacking her?"

"The perv was sleepin' wit' a woman."

"That hardly warrants assault MacGuffin," Windu retorted. They would definatley have it out for Barriss afterwards if it was something serious, but he had to concede there was nothing in the Code strictly enforcing celibacy so casual encounters weren't that uncommon, especially when pregnancy was not an issue.

"Where I'm from, it is."

"She saved your life!" Ahsoka snapped out of turn, "If it wasn't for her you would have bled out from that rock breaking your skull open!"

"I owe her nothin'," Gràinne replied, surprising everyone with how evidently ungrateful she was, "It wasn't the first time it happened, it won't be tae last."

Ti looked at Kenobi at that sentence, "You haven't told her?"

"Told me what then?" Gràinne asked in annoyance.

Obi-Wan sat straighter and cleared his throat, "We were considering, if you agreed of course, to let you become part of our Order under my tutelage. You show amazing promise as a student, and bringing down a Sith Lord even if by accident,"

"You can't be serious?!" Ahsoka practically screamed.

"That is enough, Tano!" Windu barked, causing Ahsoka to relfexively flinch. Looking at Gràinne he asked, "Well? Would you like to become a Jedi?"

Gràinne's face soured. She was already here longer than she had ever wanted to be; she had missed her wedding date; her family farm was probably putting way too much undue stress on her father without her there to help with the sheep. Now they were asking her to stay, torture herself, give up her future as a wife and shepherdess, never see her worried family again, and to live in this hell for the rest of her life? After what she did for them? "I'd rather die," she spat, "than spend a second longer than I have to here."

"No one's stopping you," Ahsoka muttered under her breath, earning a glare from Ti and Kenobi.

"If that is how you really feel then we can return you to your homeworld." Master Tiin answered.

"T'ank ye," Gràinne replied, muttering "finally. I already missed me own weddin' for this."

"No one made you come!" Ahsoka snapped.

"You said I'd be home quick!" Gràinne growled, "That I could go back any time I felt like it. Well, I feel like it!"

"I can't wait to dump you on that worthless rock myself!"

"You callin' my home w worthless rock? Ye can' nae even see tae stars here!"

"No poodoo, we have this thing called tech!"

"Feck ye tech!"

While somewhat disappointed in not getting a new padawan, Obi-Wan Kenobi was counting his blessings that he wasn't going to deal with this nonsense on the regular. Finally reaching his breaking point, Obi-Wan shouted at them, "Shut it!" This was an attention grabber, as it took a lot to make Kenobi lose his cool. "Ahsoka! Go to your quarters! I'll have Anakin give you a talking to later, and you" he said, pointing at Gràinne, "Just go find your fiancé and get ready to leave immediately. Master Tiin, would you be so kind as to return MacGuffin to her home?"

"Of course."

"Good. You should be gone by morning."

Storming out of the spire, the twins continued to argue with and insult one another the entire lift ride down, despite Master Tiin trying, and failing, to keep the peace between them for at least a few minutes. Parting ways as soon as the door opened Ahsoka trudged off to the right towards her dorm while Gràinne ran left to find Séamus. Master Tiin considered following Gràinne but realized he needed to restock his ship for along journey and stayed in the lift, heading down to the hangar.

On her way, Ahsoka ran into Master Unduli. "What happened?" Luminara asked the padawan.

"I punched her in the face and kicked her in the gut. She drew her sword. We fought. Council told me to sit in my room. She's leaving in the morning."

Luminara smiled, and pulled out a few credits, "Good. Don't tell anyone I told you what happened."

"Keep your money, I'd be happy to have done it for free."

"I insist."

"Don't you still owe Master Kenobi lunch or something?"

"Dinner."

"Ooh," Ahsoka started to tease.

"Don't even think about it," Luminara half-threatened while putting the credits into the padawan's hand.

"Thanks," Ahsoka said before adding with a wink, "Be sure to give Master Kenobi a fun night."

"Shut it."

Gràinne eventually realized that she had no idea where Séamus would be and that she was wandering the hallways and stairwells aimlessly and calling his name for little to no reason. Well at least she had time to herself. Come to me, child. There was that creepy voice in the back of her head again! What kind of devilry was going on here? See your true potential. Come to me. Whether she had intended to or not, Gràinne found herself going further and further down several flights of stairs. She was now going past hallways that looked as if they had been abandoned for centuries, only the little maintenance droids occasionally beeping as they worked to keep these subterranean levels from collapsing and bringing down the whole structure. Come Daughter from Heaven. She stopped in her tracks. How had the voice known her father's pet name for her?

She decided to call out, "Hello?" Only her echo and the beeping of long-forgotten droids in long forgotten halls answered her. Shivering with the chill, this place had clearly not seen light or heat for a very, very long time, she continued to follow the beckoning. She no longer felt tile beneath her feet but uneven, uncut stone, as if from the Highlands. She saw a doorway leading out to the outside, with sunlight pouring in. She ran towards it, being the only thing she could see this far down. Bursting from the doorway she saw "Scotland!" She was home? How? She breathed the air and looked out to Loch Lomond before her. She knew this when she saw it. It had to be real, but how could she have walked to Scotland when she wasn't even on the same planet as it? Did she really care? Tears in her eyes she fell to her knees and put her head on the ground, kissing the rocks of her home.

As soon as her lips touched the stone, she was flung back. Around her was flame, blisteringly hot, and a city on fire. Grianáig. She looked around and saw droid soldiers massacring the population but ignoring her. She looked down and saw herself wearing, not her typical plaid dress but resplendent purple robes with a tartan sash hanging from her belt and another from her shoulders in a half-cape. Her worn sheep-leather boots gone and replaced with red combat boots; made from the same kind of armor she had seen the clone troopers wear. She took a single step forward which propelled her what looked like hundreds of miles in a second, she was surrounded by crusaders charging at her, their cries of "Deus Vult!" and "Free Britain from the witch-queen!" rang in her montrals. In panic she threw up her hands to defend herself, her blade broken on the ground at her feet. Surprising even herself, the crusaders were burnt to a crisp with lightning emanating from her fingertips. As the last of the warriors lay dying, she looked at her hands, then looked up to see herself staring back at her, in purple robes with tartan cloak, silk gloves, and a silver bejeweled tiara. Her eyes glowed a sickening yellow, irises ringed with blood red.

"Seize your destiny, Daughter of Heaven," hissed her image, "Take what is rightfully yours."

Master Yoda dropped his cane and fell to his knees clutching his heart. Shaak Ti and Obi-Wan both stooped to him, "Master?" Shaak asked, "What's wrong?"

"A powerful Darkness," Yoda answered, barely able to breathe or believe the words coming from his own mouth, "Built atop it, our Temple is. Released, it has been." Standing, shaking with both the sudden and dramatic shift in the Force and with the fear of the implications, "Rescue Gràinne, we must!"

When the Jedi found the young Togruta she was unconscious on the ground, far below where most all of them had believed the Jedi Temple's foundations to end. Master Ti picked her up while Yoda, Tiin, Kenobi, Skywalker, and Windu agreed to meditate in the Darkside Nexus, hoping to contain the evil before it spread. There was no way that even they could fully block off the power of the Dark Side of the Force. If ancient legends were to be believed it took hundreds of Jedi to do that, assuming no exaggerations had been made over the millennia. The fact that the old legends were even true was a shock in and of itself. The Jedi Temple had really been built atop and ancient Sith Shrine?

When Gràinne had been placed in the care of the Temple healers in the medical wing, Shaak Ti bolted towards Skywalker and Tano's shared dorm. Upon arrival she banged desperately on the door until Ahsoka answered, "Let me guess Master, you forgot the passcode aga- Master Ti? Where's Anakin?"

"There's been an emergency, you have to come to the medical wing."

"Anakin's been injured?!"

"What? No, your sister."

"Oh," Ahsoka replied with relief, "I was worried it was something important," then shut the door.

Hardly believing her eyes, Shaak Ti banged on the door again, screaming "Tano! Ahsoka, open the door! Your sister is in the medical wing!"

"Don't care," was the reply she got from the other side of the still closed door.

"Padawan! You are being ridiculous! Your sister was just caught in a Darkside Nexus and you aren't even going to check on her in the hospital?"

"Do you really want an answer?" Ahsoka chimed, "Or are you expecting that to make me feel guilty?"

"Ahsoka!" Shaak was practically screaming at this point, with more than a few padawans and other masters suddenly having to take their trash out at the moment. Surely this had nothing to do with a Council member in near hysterics banging on Skywalker's door… again.

"Wait a second…" opening the door and dodging Master Ti's fist about to knock her in the face, Ahsoka asked, "Did you just say Darkside Nexus? Like 'those old ghost stories we tell the youngling clans to scare them into behaving are actually real' kind of Darkside Nexus?"

"Yes!" Master Ti exclaimed in exasperation. At least something got Skywalker's extraordinarily stubborn and willfully cold apprentice to cooperate.

"Huh… so does that mean we have to move?"

Yelling in frustration, Master Ti just grabbed the younger Togruta by the arm and started to drag her to the lift, mostly ignoring to the younger woman's protests. Once the door was shut and Ahsoka was trapped in there with her, she started to explain what she knew; "What we know right now is that apparently all the old legends were right, and the Jedi Temple was really built on top of a Sith Shrine."

"Who had that stupid idea?!"

"I don't know it was 5000 years ago! Anyway, your sister-"

"Don't call her that."

"You sister was caught in it and was found unconscious. Some of the most skilled and most powerful Jedi are currently down there trying to contain it and keep the Dark Side from infecting any more of the Temple."

"Ok, but where's Anakin?"

"That includes your master."

"Oh no."