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Ok ok… these three chaps r… kinda short… so yea, just be happy u don't hafta wait too long till the end of the cliffie. The first one is my personal favorite… hehe I like the way I wrote something for once…

What Came To Pass: Part X

Black smoke filled the clear night, drowning out the crescent moon's soft blanket of light.

All that remain from the tragedy were the ambers of the burnt village.

The stench of death hung in the air. Thick and sickening. Threatening to engulf anyone who came close to the wreckage.

All that moved was the eleven-year-old blood carver on the ground crying in front of what used to be his home.

His family.

His life.

Qui-Gon ran up to the little carver who was down on his knees sobbing uncontrollably.

"Showdow!" He called over the cries of anguish. "You have got to come with me. We still don't know if it is safe here."

The carver turned to him, tears flowing down his face in small rivers, staining his blackened face. "Being with you isn't safe!" He yelled leaping up.

The Jedi looked at the kid softly. "You are more safe with us than out here. There still could be more from the other tribe."

"What does it matter to you?!" The alien took a step backwards. "You let everyone else die. Why am I any different?"

Qui-Gon took a step towards the boy, but stopped as Showdow retreated another step.

The carver stared straight into the Master's eyes with dead black eyes. No tears glistened in the dim nights light, nor any emotions present. But the Master could feel what was in the small alien.

Hatred.

Nothing but a great loathing to everything that came to site in the carver's distant eyes. It clouded around him, flowed from him, and diced through him. Only growing more with every passing second.

The youngster's face was stained with soot and cut from a stray blaster bolt that had grazed his cheek. His black cheeks were the color of his heart. The blood dripping down to the ash filled grass the color of his revenge.

The Jedi took a step again closer and the carver withdrew a larger step.

"Showdow please." Qui-Gon said calmly. "We had no intentions of this happening. Please come with us."

The alien narrowed his eyes. "I'm not going to trust you again…" He said through his tears falling once again. He wiped his eyes and once again gave a dead stare towards the Master.

"You… You left us!" he snarled. "You left us to die like… like animals!"

"That was not-"

Showdow began to walk backwards at a steady pace. "I knew I should have trusted the other two. You were just playing around with us all! You killed my family!"

"Showdow listen." Qui-Gon tried again. Raising his voice he began to walk after the kid. "Adi was hurt we had to get her to safety and-"

"And what?! Leave us to burn to death!"

"No we-" The Jedi stopped as the carver turned around because he had stumbled on some debris from a house.

His old house.

Showdow bent down and picked up the piece of sleek burnt wood. A rusty nail jutted out of it melted from the heat of the blazes that had taken the village down. Melted along with the nail onto the wood was a small metal charm with a sign in the middle. 

Holding back a sob the eleven-year-old bent down and took the charm off the piece of wood. It had belong to his best friend Dria. Qui-Gon knew the carver was with her when the attack had happened.

The venerable Master preceded forwards quietly.

"Get back!!" The boy shouted jumping up and continuing his trek backwards through the night. "Stay away from me."

"Where are you going to go?"

"As far from you Jedi as possible." Showdow stopped walking again and looked at the charm in his hand. He put it in a small pouch that hung off his belt. "You'll pay for this. Your betrayal."

Qui-Gon stopped in mid-step. "We did not betray you." He reasoned. "If you would listen. We had to get Adi help because she was injured."

"I am not going to listen to your lies!" The carver nearly screamed turning around. He sprinted forwards at a dead run.

"You better be prepared Jedi!" He yelled over his shoulder. "I am going to get my revenge on you if it takes my entire life!"

The graying Master did not bother to run after the young alien. He stood in the deafening silence as the carver's words faded from it's echo.

A cold wind picked up and blew the Jedi's hair back and the smoke away from the star glittered blanket that hung over the planet.

Light from the large crescent moon spilled over the field like water sliding down glass. Illuminating the destruction of hate between two tribes.

All dead but a few lucky to escape.

Qui-Gon turned his back to the site and began to walk slowly towards his transport.

It was not the Jedi's fault that the other tribe had attacked, but it was their fault that most everyone had died. It was their responsibility to make sure what had happened wouldn't.

They failed their mission.

And many died because of it.

It was their fault. But it was not a betrayal.

The bitter wind pick up and a shiver ran up the Master's spine.

 Showdow words, long since said, still hung in the air. Echoing just as harshly as they were spat in Qui-Gon's mind.

Walking up the ramp onto the small ship the Jedi turned around and stared up at the moon.

It was one shape he would never forget.

Musings

Mace stood in the window of his room looking out the small window. They had left without him. Of course he couldn't blame him and the doctor had said that they were worried about how mad he would be when he woke up. He was not the happiest person, but he was not going to blame them for leaving.

Turning towards the door it flung open making the Master jump a little at the loud bang.

Adi rushed in worry laced in her features. "Mace, we're leaving… now."

Mace didn't ask or say anything. The urgency in his friend's eyes was enough to get him out the door behind and down the hall in seconds. Passing the doctor he didn't even acknowledge the fact he was yelling at him to get back to his room.

"Adi." Mace called after her as she leapt in a speeder. "Did you-"

He cut off as the girl in the back seat looked up at him, sadness and pain in her blue eyes.

Sitting down slowly in the speeder he looked at his friend. "Sage and Qui-Gon are still back there aren't they."

She nodded a tear racing down her cheek. "When I left we hadn't found Obi-Wan…" She hesitated taking a breath. "And Zae-Non is-" She chocked on her words at the picture of her devastated friend.

Mace's face dropped. "Still keep hope Adi."

"I saw her Mace…" She sighed.

When they reached the hanger wear Mace's ship was kept Adi stayed with Siri trying to comfort the devastated girl. Mace piloted the ship out onto the landing platform and lowered the ramp for Adi.

"Siri? Come on we can go on now." Adi picked up her Padawan and the girl let out a small hiss of pain. "I know it hurts, but I can help once we get on board ok."

Once inside Adi put Siri in the back and sat next to her Padawan who's crying had yet to cease. "Siri, please it's all right now. Everything will be fine." She said as the girl curled up in the sleep cot she lay on.

"No…" The girl whispered. "No it won't be! He killed her! How… how could he? She's dead… dead!" She shouted startling her Master. Drawing away from Adi, Siri began her sobs again. "She's dead… I watched it. She's dead."

Adi shook her head. "Siri please stop this. Zae-Non may be OK."

"Dead…"

Shaking her head the Council member let the girl retreat to under the blanket that lay on top of her. "Sleep Padawan." Adi placed a cool hand to her apprentice's cheek and offered a strong sleep suggestion.  The girl's eyes slowly fell shut and her tensed muscled relaxed letting her battered body sink into the cot.

Stretching out with the Force Adi went over the girl's injuries and with a last sad look left the girl to sleep. She was not skilled enough to mend bones broken in such ways.

Adi paced back an forth in the cockpit Mace watching every move she made.

"Your making me dizzy." He reached up and grabbed her arm. "Adi sit down before you wear a hole in the floor!"

Reluctantly the stressed Master sat down. "Mace what is taking them so long! I left probably a half hour ago."

"They'll be here." Came an uncertain answer.

Adi sighed. "I've been thinking to myself. It's scary Mace. Showdow knew what he was going to do with us, to our Padawans his entire life."

Mace nodded in agreement. "That is scary. But I don't think he planned on you actually finding him."

She looked out towards the door. "I don't know about that. I think everything was planned. Every word to his very retreat away from there. I think he wanted us to find them."

"He may have, but he didn't leave very good clues. Next time he should try harder to lead someone." He smiled. "Not that there will be a next time. We will get someone to get him off the streets."

"We better Mace. I will not hear of anything like this happening again." Coldness suddenly rushed to her eyes but fled as quickly as it appeared. "That carver does not deserve to be alive right now. I can guarantee you that if he was at that lab we would have struck him down, and not have regretted it."

Mace sat in silence at the slight hiss in her words.

She stood up to wait outside. "Mace understand this: You too would want to kill him if he did this to someone you cared for more than anything. No matter how strong a Jedi you are." With a stiff nod and one last glare she huffed from the room and storm of emotions trailing behind.

What Came to Pass: Part XI

It all started with the roar of blaster fire…

"Dad!" The little blood carver jumped up in enthusiasm as his dad came through the front door. "Guess what!"

"What?" The taller carver asked the eleven year old.

"The Jedis dueled for me!"

"That is great Showdow." Dreen said acting amused for his son.  "Who won?"

"Master Qui-Gon. I knew he would the entire time." The carver smiled at the Jedi in the other room. "Right Jedi Master? I even said you would win before you started."

The tall graying Master nodded. "Yes you did." He chuckled as he turned to his friends. They gave forced smiles to the young alien and the three headed outside for their long awaited discussion. "You two look like you are going to bite my head off!"

"We cannot avoid this any longer Qui-Gon!" Adi shouted. "You cannot just go around here acting like everything is all fine and dandy.  They have to know or the others will have the advantage if they do decided to attack."

"Adi calm down." Qui-Gon warned tetchily. "And they do know the threat just as well as we do. I am not going to be the one to go around making it sound worse than it may be."

"Ok you two." Sage said stepping between them. "I am not going to be refereeing another duel between you. But Qui-Gon, Adi is right. They have to be alerted."

"They are alert." The venerable Master sighed. "Alright, first thing tomorrow we will tell them just how serious it has all gotten."

Sage sighed. "I hope that's not to late by then.

Adi nodded. "But it is to late to tell them tonight. It is going to be dark in a few minutes. No one will want to listen right now anyway. They really didn't approve of us fighting for the young ones."

The three Jedi nodded their agreement and went back into the small house. Dreen stood in the kitchen with a still excited Showdow talking about the Jedi's duel earlier. He looked up from the ecstatic boy worry etched onto his tired face.

"Showdow," He said pulling the boy from his side. "Give me a moment to talk with the Jedi ok?"

The little carver nodded vigorously. "Can I go and talk with Dria? She hasn't been home all day."

"Sure." The father watched his son sprint from the house and went in with the three Jedi. "What is going on?" he asked seriously.

Qui-Gon closed his eyes before starting. "Things… are not exactly going as well as we hoped."

Dreen looked past the three Masters out a small window and gasped. "Damn strait it's not!" He pushed past them and sprinted out the door. Jumping down off his steps he called out to the three blood carvers in the middle of the small village. "Who the hell are you? And what are you doing here?" He demanded.

Qui-Gon ran out after Adi and Sage just in time to hear the scream of blaster fire exploding in the common.

It all ended with the hush of death…

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