Chapter Three
Suffering a loss of guidance, Jace knew what he must do. He was coming dangerously to the dark side for he feared his worry and premonitions. He knew that they had not come as of yet but felt them coming. The only thing he could do was face them with his light of Force. He was a Jedi, protector and defender of all that is good and even some that is bad. He had a respect for life, but also justice. He must face his fears or suffer the consequence of meeting his destiny of the Dark side of the Force.
He embraced none of his premonitions but did, however, embrace the tutelage that Master Yoda had once given. Fear, hate, aggression.. these things are evil for they serve the Dark side. The Dark side wants power for it is itself a sentience. And if you do not defeat it, it will take you and your soul will be tainted for ever; no longer belonging to you, its originator. Embrace your destiny, or embrace your own destruction.
Jace ignited his lightsaber once again and hopped building to building. He heard more laser fire and a police assault fighter pulled in around him. 'Disengaged at once or we will commence attack!' said the pilot on a microphone within the ship. The ships guns moved as the pilots hit there primary ignition buttons. 'Drop your weapon and come qu-'
Before the man could finish his sentence, Jace flung his lightsaber in a motion almost too quick for the human eye to catch. His saber swirled after the ship like a heat blaster bolt and snapped off its primary support thrusters. It also sliced its repulsors. The ship fluttered down the pilots opened fire. But the ship and already moved out of firing range and toppled over. The ship had to land or suffer a crash. Jace successfully enable the ship, and called back his lightsaber using the Force to bring it too him. He ignited it again and continued towards the city hall building.
His intentions were clear. Stopped the man on the tower and save the people of Bahsmaer. He did not care if they had hated him for suspecting him of the rampage that was happening, but only cared for the balance of justice. He would stop the man. The only problem was that Jace did not know if he could take the man. The power emanating from the man was immense. Very superior to Jace's own strengths and abilities. His skills would not help him. He wondered if Master Brenis was up there. 'Maybe he is being held against his will,' said Jace; 'Or maybe,' Jace's voice was then filled with dread; 'he's dead.'
Deciding not to think on it, Jace reach the city hall. He jumped through the window and rolled to the floor; glass shattering in all directions and pouring shrapnel all over him. Despite the few nicks and cuts he had earned for his deed, Jace raced up to the stares and scaled them as fast as he could. He could jump high, but he couldn't fly. When he reached the top he open and evacuation door to the roof. Before him stood a beastly figure of a man. Dressed in tattered red and black robes. The man was in a meditating position; a cold, dreadful aura of red and yellow surrounding him. And when he noticed Jace, the aura fade a little but did not disappear.
'You've finally come,' said the man. The voice was strangely familiar but still different and deadly. Jace Enders, a young padawan, stood shaking and wondering how this man was expecting him.
* * *
Of the events that transpired, Brenis knew all about them. He knew perfectly well about the Sith Lord and the raging storm. He was not hurt nor held prisoner. He was, in fact, the Sith Lord himself. Jedi Master Brenis had been tainted by the Dark side ever since he took on a padawan learner. Sensing something in his padawan, Brenis took him and trained him to the best of his knowledge in hopes of one day darkening him and destroying the Jedi Jace and reimbursing him to the with the Dark side of the Force.
Brenis looked at the bewildered Jace, standing come and brave and scared. Brenis wanted to test his padawans abilities. He ignited a humming red lightsaber and called for a challenge. 'Jace Enders,' he said with a maniacal twist in his voice; 'how I've longed to complete your training. You only know half of what the real power of the Force has to offer. I can teach you how to become stronger.'
'No,' said Jace looking offended; 'I will not heed you nor any of your teachings. You are evil. Tainted with the Dark side. If I join you I'll destroy all of who I am.'
'Enough,' Brenis growled; 'I'll not take your naive chattering. Perhaps I'll show you your true potential. Yes, I think I will.' With that Brenis ignited his lightsaber and raised it in a threatening manner. Jace, heeding the challenge, brought up his own saber, ignited. Brenis managed a small smile under his mask of pitch dark. Jace couldn't see but imagined the man to be hideous with a sneer of unspeakable evil.
The two launched into combat, Jace working his way from the defensive to offensive. Brenis was toying with the boy; careening towards him and then hopping aside Jace's wild counter blows. Brenis also lifted the boy into the air with the Force; tossing him up and down and spinning him in place. Jace couldn't take anymore. Battered and bruised he finally collapsed. Brenis smiled and said, 'Think about it, Jedi. We're the same. Though our goals our different. You want power. Power enough to make the world better. I can offer you reassurance.
'And... What... is... is that.. Sit,' Jace began but shuddered off. 'Your call,' said Brenis. He removed his mask and revealed his identity. 'My padawan,' he said; 'this is your reassurance!'
'N-NO! You.. This is a trick. You can't be..' Jace winced in pain and muffled more words that weren't understood. Brenis smiled. 'Join me Jace, and together we can end the corruption of the Republic and begin our own destinies together.'
'Your.. Your right, we could,' Jace said. 'Good, Jace,' said Brenis.
'Help me up.'
Suffering a loss of guidance, Jace knew what he must do. He was coming dangerously to the dark side for he feared his worry and premonitions. He knew that they had not come as of yet but felt them coming. The only thing he could do was face them with his light of Force. He was a Jedi, protector and defender of all that is good and even some that is bad. He had a respect for life, but also justice. He must face his fears or suffer the consequence of meeting his destiny of the Dark side of the Force.
He embraced none of his premonitions but did, however, embrace the tutelage that Master Yoda had once given. Fear, hate, aggression.. these things are evil for they serve the Dark side. The Dark side wants power for it is itself a sentience. And if you do not defeat it, it will take you and your soul will be tainted for ever; no longer belonging to you, its originator. Embrace your destiny, or embrace your own destruction.
Jace ignited his lightsaber once again and hopped building to building. He heard more laser fire and a police assault fighter pulled in around him. 'Disengaged at once or we will commence attack!' said the pilot on a microphone within the ship. The ships guns moved as the pilots hit there primary ignition buttons. 'Drop your weapon and come qu-'
Before the man could finish his sentence, Jace flung his lightsaber in a motion almost too quick for the human eye to catch. His saber swirled after the ship like a heat blaster bolt and snapped off its primary support thrusters. It also sliced its repulsors. The ship fluttered down the pilots opened fire. But the ship and already moved out of firing range and toppled over. The ship had to land or suffer a crash. Jace successfully enable the ship, and called back his lightsaber using the Force to bring it too him. He ignited it again and continued towards the city hall building.
His intentions were clear. Stopped the man on the tower and save the people of Bahsmaer. He did not care if they had hated him for suspecting him of the rampage that was happening, but only cared for the balance of justice. He would stop the man. The only problem was that Jace did not know if he could take the man. The power emanating from the man was immense. Very superior to Jace's own strengths and abilities. His skills would not help him. He wondered if Master Brenis was up there. 'Maybe he is being held against his will,' said Jace; 'Or maybe,' Jace's voice was then filled with dread; 'he's dead.'
Deciding not to think on it, Jace reach the city hall. He jumped through the window and rolled to the floor; glass shattering in all directions and pouring shrapnel all over him. Despite the few nicks and cuts he had earned for his deed, Jace raced up to the stares and scaled them as fast as he could. He could jump high, but he couldn't fly. When he reached the top he open and evacuation door to the roof. Before him stood a beastly figure of a man. Dressed in tattered red and black robes. The man was in a meditating position; a cold, dreadful aura of red and yellow surrounding him. And when he noticed Jace, the aura fade a little but did not disappear.
'You've finally come,' said the man. The voice was strangely familiar but still different and deadly. Jace Enders, a young padawan, stood shaking and wondering how this man was expecting him.
* * *
Of the events that transpired, Brenis knew all about them. He knew perfectly well about the Sith Lord and the raging storm. He was not hurt nor held prisoner. He was, in fact, the Sith Lord himself. Jedi Master Brenis had been tainted by the Dark side ever since he took on a padawan learner. Sensing something in his padawan, Brenis took him and trained him to the best of his knowledge in hopes of one day darkening him and destroying the Jedi Jace and reimbursing him to the with the Dark side of the Force.
Brenis looked at the bewildered Jace, standing come and brave and scared. Brenis wanted to test his padawans abilities. He ignited a humming red lightsaber and called for a challenge. 'Jace Enders,' he said with a maniacal twist in his voice; 'how I've longed to complete your training. You only know half of what the real power of the Force has to offer. I can teach you how to become stronger.'
'No,' said Jace looking offended; 'I will not heed you nor any of your teachings. You are evil. Tainted with the Dark side. If I join you I'll destroy all of who I am.'
'Enough,' Brenis growled; 'I'll not take your naive chattering. Perhaps I'll show you your true potential. Yes, I think I will.' With that Brenis ignited his lightsaber and raised it in a threatening manner. Jace, heeding the challenge, brought up his own saber, ignited. Brenis managed a small smile under his mask of pitch dark. Jace couldn't see but imagined the man to be hideous with a sneer of unspeakable evil.
The two launched into combat, Jace working his way from the defensive to offensive. Brenis was toying with the boy; careening towards him and then hopping aside Jace's wild counter blows. Brenis also lifted the boy into the air with the Force; tossing him up and down and spinning him in place. Jace couldn't take anymore. Battered and bruised he finally collapsed. Brenis smiled and said, 'Think about it, Jedi. We're the same. Though our goals our different. You want power. Power enough to make the world better. I can offer you reassurance.
'And... What... is... is that.. Sit,' Jace began but shuddered off. 'Your call,' said Brenis. He removed his mask and revealed his identity. 'My padawan,' he said; 'this is your reassurance!'
'N-NO! You.. This is a trick. You can't be..' Jace winced in pain and muffled more words that weren't understood. Brenis smiled. 'Join me Jace, and together we can end the corruption of the Republic and begin our own destinies together.'
'Your.. Your right, we could,' Jace said. 'Good, Jace,' said Brenis.
'Help me up.'