Author's note: //dream sequence//
Chapter 5
//Dressed in the traditional Jedi robes, she stood in the Sinlahekin valley. She looked around warily as a ripple of pure hatred reached her through the Force.
A familiar form materialized behind her and stood by her side. It was Ravan.
"I sense it too, Padawan. I feel something is going to happen. Be wary," she cautioned.
"Yes, Master," Vanda replied, feeling the hatred around them grow by the second.
Two more forms materialized from the shadows. Both robed in black and possessed mischievous smiles.
Vanda watched as the one she recognized as Naaci pulled out a red-bladed lightsaber and took a strike at Ravan. The two fought while the other Sith, who she recognized as Fearless, glared at her.
Minutes later, Fearless stopped the fight and ignited her own lightsaber. It showed a blood-red in color as it whirled through the air, striking at Ravan. Vanda joined in to help her Master.
Knocking Ravan's ice-blue blade aside and kicking her out of the way, Fearless advanced on Vanda as she closed in.
Vanda swung her saber at Fearless, only to be blocked and tripped to the ground. Snarling, Fearless held her saber in a vertical position and stabbed at the left side of Vanda's chest.........//
Deep in the forest of the Sinlahekin valley, Vanda Kiolen awoke from her sleep with a scream. Looking around frantically, she struggled to calm her breathing and racing heart.
'It was a dream. It was only a dream,' she told herself. She sighed in relief and looked at the work table in front of her. On it, was her completed lightsaber. She picked it up and held it with both hands. Thumbing the switch, she smiled as she watched the beautiful blue blade hum to life, sending a reassuring tingle through her hands and extending through her body.
'Now,' she thought, 'Now we have just begun.'
She sheathed her weapon on her belt, de-robed into her night gown and climbed into bed.
Weeks later, Vanda has progressed well with her training. She had made many more friends, most of them Jedi and/or friends of Ravan, and spent time with Taylor when she could. However, the rival of the Jedi, the Sith, were rapidly rising in power.
"There's a certain person you should be aware of, Padawan," Ravan told her, "His name is Kamikon. He tries to turn Jedi Padawans in order to weaken the Masters so then he can wipe them out."
The name Kamikon suddenly triggered something in Vanda's mind. "He attacked Obi-Wan, didn't he?"
With compassionate eyes, Ravan nodded. "He got pretty beat up. He might loose an eye."
Vanda swallowed hard. "I hope not."
"As do I, Padawan."
After Ravan's Master turned to the Dark side, Vanda strived to be the best Apprentice Ravan ever had. She knew that the sting of betrayal was extremely painful. After all, she'd felt he own kind of betrayal after all the death she'd witnessed.
Soon, her training had been put to the ultimate test when, yes, the mighty Kamikon put the temptation of turning into Vanda's head.
"I will never turn. You're wasting your time," Vanda stated firmly.
"But you'll have so much freedom. Free to be angry, scared when ever you wish. It's been what you've always wanted, isn't it?"
"The Dark side is for the weak-minded. It's very easy to follow your anger. However, it's even harder to defeat it. Try it sometime. Maybe you'll realize that the Jedi aren't as weak as you think they are." With those words, Vanda turned and walked away. She didn't even flinch as she heard Kamikon activate his lightsaber. She just disappeared, extremely proud of herself.
What do you think?! Reviews would be nice! Next chapter's coming soon!
-Natselane
Chapter 5
//Dressed in the traditional Jedi robes, she stood in the Sinlahekin valley. She looked around warily as a ripple of pure hatred reached her through the Force.
A familiar form materialized behind her and stood by her side. It was Ravan.
"I sense it too, Padawan. I feel something is going to happen. Be wary," she cautioned.
"Yes, Master," Vanda replied, feeling the hatred around them grow by the second.
Two more forms materialized from the shadows. Both robed in black and possessed mischievous smiles.
Vanda watched as the one she recognized as Naaci pulled out a red-bladed lightsaber and took a strike at Ravan. The two fought while the other Sith, who she recognized as Fearless, glared at her.
Minutes later, Fearless stopped the fight and ignited her own lightsaber. It showed a blood-red in color as it whirled through the air, striking at Ravan. Vanda joined in to help her Master.
Knocking Ravan's ice-blue blade aside and kicking her out of the way, Fearless advanced on Vanda as she closed in.
Vanda swung her saber at Fearless, only to be blocked and tripped to the ground. Snarling, Fearless held her saber in a vertical position and stabbed at the left side of Vanda's chest.........//
Deep in the forest of the Sinlahekin valley, Vanda Kiolen awoke from her sleep with a scream. Looking around frantically, she struggled to calm her breathing and racing heart.
'It was a dream. It was only a dream,' she told herself. She sighed in relief and looked at the work table in front of her. On it, was her completed lightsaber. She picked it up and held it with both hands. Thumbing the switch, she smiled as she watched the beautiful blue blade hum to life, sending a reassuring tingle through her hands and extending through her body.
'Now,' she thought, 'Now we have just begun.'
She sheathed her weapon on her belt, de-robed into her night gown and climbed into bed.
Weeks later, Vanda has progressed well with her training. She had made many more friends, most of them Jedi and/or friends of Ravan, and spent time with Taylor when she could. However, the rival of the Jedi, the Sith, were rapidly rising in power.
"There's a certain person you should be aware of, Padawan," Ravan told her, "His name is Kamikon. He tries to turn Jedi Padawans in order to weaken the Masters so then he can wipe them out."
The name Kamikon suddenly triggered something in Vanda's mind. "He attacked Obi-Wan, didn't he?"
With compassionate eyes, Ravan nodded. "He got pretty beat up. He might loose an eye."
Vanda swallowed hard. "I hope not."
"As do I, Padawan."
After Ravan's Master turned to the Dark side, Vanda strived to be the best Apprentice Ravan ever had. She knew that the sting of betrayal was extremely painful. After all, she'd felt he own kind of betrayal after all the death she'd witnessed.
Soon, her training had been put to the ultimate test when, yes, the mighty Kamikon put the temptation of turning into Vanda's head.
"I will never turn. You're wasting your time," Vanda stated firmly.
"But you'll have so much freedom. Free to be angry, scared when ever you wish. It's been what you've always wanted, isn't it?"
"The Dark side is for the weak-minded. It's very easy to follow your anger. However, it's even harder to defeat it. Try it sometime. Maybe you'll realize that the Jedi aren't as weak as you think they are." With those words, Vanda turned and walked away. She didn't even flinch as she heard Kamikon activate his lightsaber. She just disappeared, extremely proud of herself.
What do you think?! Reviews would be nice! Next chapter's coming soon!
-Natselane