Chapter 3
One of the nightsisters ran at Ganner using the force to propel herself at him. Ganner brought his saber up to guard position, preparing himself for the attack that was coming. He deflected the attack, as she ran by him. He had barely a second to prepare himself before the next attack came. He had less than an inch of room between the end of her blade and himself. The next attack came even closer to him, but the next one didn't come. He looked around and saw five red blades around him. The slashes all came at once, Ganner launched himself into a backward somersault to avoid the blades. He avoided four of them but the fifth blade caught him in the side, causing him to fall to the ground with a huge gash in his side. He lay there, the pain in his side unbearable. He looked up to see five lightsabers all pointed at him. Just as I killed that Dark Jedi, so these Dark Jedi will kill me. Ganner thought. Then a sixth person entered the area, she stood a slight bit taller than all the rest. She wore a chain around her neck that was half hidden by her long black hair. A black cape hung down behind her, and black shoulder- pads with spikes coming from them an each shoulder. She had on a black leather bodysuit, the pant-legs of which were tucked into her black leather boots. "She said that you would join us one way or another, Ganner. You said that you wouldn't, but I'm here to change your mind on that." She said as she pulled out a force whip and ignited it, all in one motion. " You will soon see that the light side is not the correct path for you." "Well I can tell by your clothes that you aren't too much of a light fancier yourself." Ganner managed to spit back. He now had his legs folded under him, with his face laying on the floor. His arms were clutching his chest as he tried to use the force to accelerate the healing of his wound. "Not a smart answer for someone in your position." She stated as she brought the whip down on his back. "AAAHHHHHHHH!!!" Ganner screamed as the multiple ends of the whip slashed into his back, causing even more pain. The whip came again and again, each time more flesh was torn open from his back. Just when Ganner thought that the last seconds of his life were fading away, he felt a reassuring presence outside of the room, then another. The presence was telling him to hold on for a little bit more, that help was coming. Then the door opened and two people stepped in. Two more lightsabers ignited in the darkness. Two blue lightsabers, these not pointed at him, but at the nightsisters. All of the nightsisters turned to the wall and cut holes in it to the outside, all of them escaping out into the Coruscant night. Ganner saw, through his blurry vision, someone run up and kneel down next to him, checking his pulse. "Master Obi-Wan, he fading, we need to get him to the temple, or he won't last long." Came a voice from the person above him. "Anakin, help me levitate him back to the speeder." Came the reply. As he lost consciousness, Ganner could only hope that they could get him back to the Temple in time.
Ganner awoke in a room in the hospital wing of the temple, he guessed. He looked around, seeing that the room was round and completely white. It had the same look as the room he was in last time he was injured. He tried to sit up, but the scars all over his body wracked him with pain upon every move he made. Every injury on his body rebelled against his movement, telling him to lie back down. But as son as hemoved to lay back down, his body screamed at him, and as he tried to set his hand down to support himself, it slipped and he fell from the bed, landing on the floor, his body bending, stretching the scar in his side. He screamed out in pain, but no matter what he did his body continued beating with agony. Just then the door flew open, and someone came sprinting in. Vai! So he was in the Jedi Temple, he closed his eyed, trying to use the Force to ease the pain that was tearing at his body. But the pain was to much, threatening to make him lose consciousness. He felt himself being lifted from the floor, his body simply hanging in mid-air, he began to shake violently, unable to stop. He opened his eyes and look at the bed an which he was about to set down on, he felt his back touch down on the bed, and then darkness overwhelmed him.
Ganner came back to consciousness, floating in a very thick liquid. His eyes refused to open, they told him that if they did, then that liquid would get in his eyes, hurt him more. Suddenly, he was lifted out of the liquid, out of the tank he was in. He opened his eyes to see the person operating the machine that had just removed him from the tank of liquid. The girl was about as tall as him, she looked to be about as old as him as well. She had her hair pulled back and up into a ponytail, with two strands of hair hanging from her forehead. Her hair was completely blond, except for the two strands of hair hanging down from her forehead, which were light pink. "Well Ganner, I see that you are just as headstrong as my master told me you were, you were in that bacta for less time than I thought." Ganner blinked a few times, clearing the thick liquid from his eyes. "And your master might be?" he asked, his voice barely responding. "Vai Malin." Quickly came the response "Ah, well now I've met the master and the apprentice. By the way, how long have I been in that tank unconscious?" "Oh, two days, but it would have been shorter had you not have fallen when you woke up, when you had already been in a comatose state for two weeks." She replied to his question, almost without emotion. "Two weeks!? I have been out of it for a while, haven't I?" "Yes I suppose so." She replied, again without emotion. "How are you feeling? Do you still have any serioes pains in your body?" She asked, returning to her job. "Nothing serious, I'm still a little stiff and I know that the pain is still there, but it isn't as bad as it was." "Good." She said, once again with no emotion "That means that your wounds are already beginning to heal." "By the way," Ganner said "I never caught your name." "Mayj Hovlaan," the girl replied, then continued once again with her work. "If you feel ok, then you can go change back into your robes, if you aren't feeling that well, then I'm supposed to place you back in the bacta tank." "Thanks, but no thanks." Ganner replied, levitating himself up along with his robes and into a changing room, shutting the door behind him.
Ganner sat in his room, in one of the towers of the temple, thinking. It had been a week since he was taken from the bacta tank, and his wounds had mostly healed. He had seen the hate and malice in their eyes, felt their rage and violence toward him. Was that what I did? Was I that hateful and vengeful against that dark lord? I was acting just like they did, I was so close to becoming exactly like them. I was becoming just about as evil as they are. What is wrong with me? A chime at the door brought him out of the interior dialogue. "Come in." He said "Hello, Ganner" said the two people entering the room. "Hello. You look familiar, have I seen you before?" "Yes, but you probably don't remember us, we were the ones that saved you from those nightsisters." Replied the younger man. "Ah yes, Obi-Wan and Anakin wasn't it?" Ganner asked "Yes, that would be us." The older man said, chuckling. "We've heard quite a bit about you too. People all over the temple have been talking about you, the one who defeated a Sith." "Good job, I arrived right after you lost consciousness, and I'd like to congratulate you for being so strong." Anakin said. "Don't congratulate me," Ganner muttered, "I wasn't strong, I was weak, I did exactly what he wanted me to, he didn't care if I killed him because he knew that he had goaded me into using the dark side. I fell into his trap and didn't even know it." No one said anything for a while, a sober feeling filled the room. Then another chime at the door announced another visitor. Ganner looked up as the door opened to see Master Yoda enter. "Been summoned to the council chamber to receive an assignment you have." He said
One of the nightsisters ran at Ganner using the force to propel herself at him. Ganner brought his saber up to guard position, preparing himself for the attack that was coming. He deflected the attack, as she ran by him. He had barely a second to prepare himself before the next attack came. He had less than an inch of room between the end of her blade and himself. The next attack came even closer to him, but the next one didn't come. He looked around and saw five red blades around him. The slashes all came at once, Ganner launched himself into a backward somersault to avoid the blades. He avoided four of them but the fifth blade caught him in the side, causing him to fall to the ground with a huge gash in his side. He lay there, the pain in his side unbearable. He looked up to see five lightsabers all pointed at him. Just as I killed that Dark Jedi, so these Dark Jedi will kill me. Ganner thought. Then a sixth person entered the area, she stood a slight bit taller than all the rest. She wore a chain around her neck that was half hidden by her long black hair. A black cape hung down behind her, and black shoulder- pads with spikes coming from them an each shoulder. She had on a black leather bodysuit, the pant-legs of which were tucked into her black leather boots. "She said that you would join us one way or another, Ganner. You said that you wouldn't, but I'm here to change your mind on that." She said as she pulled out a force whip and ignited it, all in one motion. " You will soon see that the light side is not the correct path for you." "Well I can tell by your clothes that you aren't too much of a light fancier yourself." Ganner managed to spit back. He now had his legs folded under him, with his face laying on the floor. His arms were clutching his chest as he tried to use the force to accelerate the healing of his wound. "Not a smart answer for someone in your position." She stated as she brought the whip down on his back. "AAAHHHHHHHH!!!" Ganner screamed as the multiple ends of the whip slashed into his back, causing even more pain. The whip came again and again, each time more flesh was torn open from his back. Just when Ganner thought that the last seconds of his life were fading away, he felt a reassuring presence outside of the room, then another. The presence was telling him to hold on for a little bit more, that help was coming. Then the door opened and two people stepped in. Two more lightsabers ignited in the darkness. Two blue lightsabers, these not pointed at him, but at the nightsisters. All of the nightsisters turned to the wall and cut holes in it to the outside, all of them escaping out into the Coruscant night. Ganner saw, through his blurry vision, someone run up and kneel down next to him, checking his pulse. "Master Obi-Wan, he fading, we need to get him to the temple, or he won't last long." Came a voice from the person above him. "Anakin, help me levitate him back to the speeder." Came the reply. As he lost consciousness, Ganner could only hope that they could get him back to the Temple in time.
Ganner awoke in a room in the hospital wing of the temple, he guessed. He looked around, seeing that the room was round and completely white. It had the same look as the room he was in last time he was injured. He tried to sit up, but the scars all over his body wracked him with pain upon every move he made. Every injury on his body rebelled against his movement, telling him to lie back down. But as son as hemoved to lay back down, his body screamed at him, and as he tried to set his hand down to support himself, it slipped and he fell from the bed, landing on the floor, his body bending, stretching the scar in his side. He screamed out in pain, but no matter what he did his body continued beating with agony. Just then the door flew open, and someone came sprinting in. Vai! So he was in the Jedi Temple, he closed his eyed, trying to use the Force to ease the pain that was tearing at his body. But the pain was to much, threatening to make him lose consciousness. He felt himself being lifted from the floor, his body simply hanging in mid-air, he began to shake violently, unable to stop. He opened his eyes and look at the bed an which he was about to set down on, he felt his back touch down on the bed, and then darkness overwhelmed him.
Ganner came back to consciousness, floating in a very thick liquid. His eyes refused to open, they told him that if they did, then that liquid would get in his eyes, hurt him more. Suddenly, he was lifted out of the liquid, out of the tank he was in. He opened his eyes to see the person operating the machine that had just removed him from the tank of liquid. The girl was about as tall as him, she looked to be about as old as him as well. She had her hair pulled back and up into a ponytail, with two strands of hair hanging from her forehead. Her hair was completely blond, except for the two strands of hair hanging down from her forehead, which were light pink. "Well Ganner, I see that you are just as headstrong as my master told me you were, you were in that bacta for less time than I thought." Ganner blinked a few times, clearing the thick liquid from his eyes. "And your master might be?" he asked, his voice barely responding. "Vai Malin." Quickly came the response "Ah, well now I've met the master and the apprentice. By the way, how long have I been in that tank unconscious?" "Oh, two days, but it would have been shorter had you not have fallen when you woke up, when you had already been in a comatose state for two weeks." She replied to his question, almost without emotion. "Two weeks!? I have been out of it for a while, haven't I?" "Yes I suppose so." She replied, again without emotion. "How are you feeling? Do you still have any serioes pains in your body?" She asked, returning to her job. "Nothing serious, I'm still a little stiff and I know that the pain is still there, but it isn't as bad as it was." "Good." She said, once again with no emotion "That means that your wounds are already beginning to heal." "By the way," Ganner said "I never caught your name." "Mayj Hovlaan," the girl replied, then continued once again with her work. "If you feel ok, then you can go change back into your robes, if you aren't feeling that well, then I'm supposed to place you back in the bacta tank." "Thanks, but no thanks." Ganner replied, levitating himself up along with his robes and into a changing room, shutting the door behind him.
Ganner sat in his room, in one of the towers of the temple, thinking. It had been a week since he was taken from the bacta tank, and his wounds had mostly healed. He had seen the hate and malice in their eyes, felt their rage and violence toward him. Was that what I did? Was I that hateful and vengeful against that dark lord? I was acting just like they did, I was so close to becoming exactly like them. I was becoming just about as evil as they are. What is wrong with me? A chime at the door brought him out of the interior dialogue. "Come in." He said "Hello, Ganner" said the two people entering the room. "Hello. You look familiar, have I seen you before?" "Yes, but you probably don't remember us, we were the ones that saved you from those nightsisters." Replied the younger man. "Ah yes, Obi-Wan and Anakin wasn't it?" Ganner asked "Yes, that would be us." The older man said, chuckling. "We've heard quite a bit about you too. People all over the temple have been talking about you, the one who defeated a Sith." "Good job, I arrived right after you lost consciousness, and I'd like to congratulate you for being so strong." Anakin said. "Don't congratulate me," Ganner muttered, "I wasn't strong, I was weak, I did exactly what he wanted me to, he didn't care if I killed him because he knew that he had goaded me into using the dark side. I fell into his trap and didn't even know it." No one said anything for a while, a sober feeling filled the room. Then another chime at the door announced another visitor. Ganner looked up as the door opened to see Master Yoda enter. "Been summoned to the council chamber to receive an assignment you have." He said