Chapter 13: Draay 2

For the second time in as many years I was on the run, or rather in search for a new home. It didn't really sink in until we approached our goal on Draay-2, a remote moon in the outer rim with a Temple founded millennia ago by the Draay family, hosting a covenant intending to fight down prophecies before they had a chance to become true.

There was some poetic justice in that, as the one who had thrown us into this disaster was a child of prophecy himself.

Master Obi-Wan had set off to wherever he came from and we had established comm contact. I had promised to comm him once we were at our destination. While criss-crossing the hyperplanes to throw anyone in pursuit off our scent I had time to think. I had a fairly good idea where Obi-Wan's hideout was but I would wisely keep it to myself. Our meeting with the dark clad beings when departing Coruscant proved that there were more than one who would gladly be on our tail given a chance. Obviously they were force sensitive in a way, but they were no true sith either. They were an enigma and for the moment I had no idea where they'd come from, I just sensed their dark force signatures even though they were far less distinct than the black hole that had once been my master.

My best guess was that the Sith Lord had somehow picked up force sensitives who were not found by the Jedi and had trained them in case he would need them for his future plans.

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I had expected the temple on Draay 2 to be visibly worn down and maybe close to inhabitable, but I was (for once) up for a pleasant surprise. It was actually in fairly good shape. It was formed as a circular mass of buildings with an open plaza in the center. Most of the buildings were intact and with some cleaning we could at least get temporary shielding while repairing the rest. I assumed that the rather mild and friendly climate on the moon had not worn down the structures as more hostile environments would have done. A forest spread out in a semi-circle behind the temple area and a glittering stream flowed by. I could see the surprise in the initiates' eyes when they took in the view. This was the first time away from Coruscant's glittering lights and artificial climate for all of them, and even the old knights seemed to take it in in awe.

It surely was paradise.