Chapter 9
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.
Vanda gave a start. 'Just like in my dream!' Even though Vanda was now a Jedi Knight, Ravan still referred to Vanda as her Padawan.
Vanda watched with wide eyes as the one she so familiarly recognized as Naaci pulled out her 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 former 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. Remembering her dream, Vanda rolled onto her stomach and attempted to bound to her feet but wasn't quick enough. A snarling Fearless was quicker and seized the opportunity to get rid of the Jedi that was causing so much trouble. She stabbed Vanda in the chest and narrowed her eyes in satisfaction.
Feeling her chest explode in a white fire of pain, Vanda howled in pain she'd never experienced before as she crumbled to the ground face-first. 'My wish......I didn't mean it literally.......I didn't want it to be this way!' her mind screamed desperately as she tried to harness the Force so she could attempt to heal herself.
Meanwhile, Ravan was kept busy by both Fearless and Naaci in order to distract her from her fallen comrade. She could hardly utter a scream in response.
Feeling her grip on the Force falter and give way, the pain Vanda was dulling intensified as her shield shattered. Screaming in fresh agony, Vanda felt nothing but the white fire called pain that was tearing through her. Propping herself up on stiff arms in an attempt to breath better, she coughed violently and found a puddle of blood under her chin. Holding her breath against the pain, the support her arms were giving her disappeared as she slipped into a deep meditative state, then in seconds, she was one with the Force.
Feeling an overwhelming weight of sadness drop upon her shoulders, Ravan fought harder to rid herself of the feeling. In doing so, she managed to catch Fearless' arm with her lightsaber and severely burn the skin.
Pulling away in pain, Fearless sent a look to Naaci to discontinue. "Our work is done," Fearless concluded as she glanced at Vanda's battered form, "Our work is done."
Putting away their lightsabers, Fearless and Naaci walked away with satisfaction beaming on their demonic faces.
Ravan stood where she was, stunned. Her head lowered as salty tears dripped off her nose and landed with a small splat on the ground, she didn't even move to switch off her lightsaber.
Finally, Elaina appeared to see what was the matter. A glance at Vanda's shattered form and the distraught posture of Ravan told her the whole scene.
"Ravan...," Elaina spoke her friend's name softly as she placed a comforting hand on her shoulder, "I'm sorry."
Ravan nodded and sniffled. Silence was her only response to the death of a person who was like a daughter to her.
What do you think?! Sorry if it's a bit disturbing. Reviews would be nice. Next chapter's coming soon!
-Natselane
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.
Vanda gave a start. 'Just like in my dream!' Even though Vanda was now a Jedi Knight, Ravan still referred to Vanda as her Padawan.
Vanda watched with wide eyes as the one she so familiarly recognized as Naaci pulled out her 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 former 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. Remembering her dream, Vanda rolled onto her stomach and attempted to bound to her feet but wasn't quick enough. A snarling Fearless was quicker and seized the opportunity to get rid of the Jedi that was causing so much trouble. She stabbed Vanda in the chest and narrowed her eyes in satisfaction.
Feeling her chest explode in a white fire of pain, Vanda howled in pain she'd never experienced before as she crumbled to the ground face-first. 'My wish......I didn't mean it literally.......I didn't want it to be this way!' her mind screamed desperately as she tried to harness the Force so she could attempt to heal herself.
Meanwhile, Ravan was kept busy by both Fearless and Naaci in order to distract her from her fallen comrade. She could hardly utter a scream in response.
Feeling her grip on the Force falter and give way, the pain Vanda was dulling intensified as her shield shattered. Screaming in fresh agony, Vanda felt nothing but the white fire called pain that was tearing through her. Propping herself up on stiff arms in an attempt to breath better, she coughed violently and found a puddle of blood under her chin. Holding her breath against the pain, the support her arms were giving her disappeared as she slipped into a deep meditative state, then in seconds, she was one with the Force.
Feeling an overwhelming weight of sadness drop upon her shoulders, Ravan fought harder to rid herself of the feeling. In doing so, she managed to catch Fearless' arm with her lightsaber and severely burn the skin.
Pulling away in pain, Fearless sent a look to Naaci to discontinue. "Our work is done," Fearless concluded as she glanced at Vanda's battered form, "Our work is done."
Putting away their lightsabers, Fearless and Naaci walked away with satisfaction beaming on their demonic faces.
Ravan stood where she was, stunned. Her head lowered as salty tears dripped off her nose and landed with a small splat on the ground, she didn't even move to switch off her lightsaber.
Finally, Elaina appeared to see what was the matter. A glance at Vanda's shattered form and the distraught posture of Ravan told her the whole scene.
"Ravan...," Elaina spoke her friend's name softly as she placed a comforting hand on her shoulder, "I'm sorry."
Ravan nodded and sniffled. Silence was her only response to the death of a person who was like a daughter to her.
What do you think?! Sorry if it's a bit disturbing. Reviews would be nice. Next chapter's coming soon!
-Natselane