Jemmalynn Karreliss walked through the halls of the Jedi Temple, in search of her master. She was scared. Everyone had told her that a war had broken out, the Clone Wars. Jemmalynn and Kyto had been away at the time when it started, and they had only arrived back at the Jedi Temple about an hour ago. Jemmalynn had heard the news of the war and wanted to talk to her master about it. She was no longer a little girl, she was 14 years old. Her bond with Darius had grown very strong, but she hadn't seen him in a few years. Her bond with her master had grown strong also. She loved him more than a padawan should love a master, and she was too attached to him. But she knew it was okay, nothing would ever happen to her master. She now walked with a limp, she had lost her leg in a battle years ago, and it had to be replaced. But, with the help of the force, she could run as fast as ever. She relied on the force to do that now, for she wanted to find her master quickly. After what felt like hours of running she finally found him. "Master! Master!" she called out, sprinting at full speed towards him, "Did you hear of the war?" "Yes. Yes I did, my young padawan. This is a tragedy." He said sadly. "What are we going to do? We have to help!" She cried. He shook his head. "This is not our place Jemmalynn. Other Jedi are helping out. We have other things to do for the Republic." "Like what? What else could we possibly have to do?" "We have been sent on a mission. We have to go to Tirosha. You remember that place don't you?" "Tirosha? I hate that place, master!" Jemmalynn was angry. Tirosha was the last place in the galaxy she wanted to go. She wanted to help out with the war, and serve the Republic. But she was being sent away, to far away planet that she hated. "Jemmalynn, it's what we have been told to do! We do not have a choice." She sulked. "Okay Master, you're right. We'll go to the stupid planet. What exactly do we have to do?" "The leader of the planet, who goes by the name of King Ahno, is beginning to gain power. We believe he may form an alliance with the Separatists sometime soon. " "So, what's the big deal?" Jemmalynn thought this whole thing was pointless. What difference was one little planet joining the Separatists going to make? "We don't know much about this planet Jemmalynn," he said harshly, "it is rumored that they may have quite an army, and are planning an attack. Our job is to go spy on them and find out whatever we can. Jemmalynn laughed, a loud, rude, and sarcastic laugh. "Come on master. You really think such a planet as Tirosha could have any army at all, let alone a good one?" "It's entirely possible." Jemmalynn sighed. "Okay, Master, you win." Kyto smiled. "Good. We will leave tomorrow." **************************************************************************** ****************

Jemmalynn walked through the halls again, this time her fear was replaced by anger. She got the worse feeling from that planet; she knew something just wasn't right. And she did not want to find out at all. She went into an empty room, to meditate on this feeling. As she was meditating, she felt a presence, a very nice presence, familiar but vague. She turned to see what it was. "Darius!!!" She cried out, excited to see her friend after so long. "Well, well, look at this; it's little Jemmalynn Karreliss, all grown up." He ran to her and hugged her. "It's been a long time." "It has, it really has. I missed you Darius." "I missed you too." Darius viewed her in a completely different way now. She had changed so much since he last saw her; she was beautiful now, and mature, not just a little kid tagging along with her master occasionally doing something useful. But he also sensed something. He could tell she had become angrier for some reason; she wasn't really the sweet, innocent little girl. He shrugged the feeling off; maybe he was just imagining it. "So, what are you up to lately Jemmalynn?" "Well, tomorrow, I have to return to that awful planet, Tirosha." She said, expressing clearly what she thought of the place. "I see. That's too bad; I can tell you don't like it there." They talked for hours more, until Jemmalynn decided to go to bed so she wouldn't be tired for her trip. She hadn't realized quite how much she had missed him. **************************************************************************** ****************

When she woke up the next morning and saw that it was light out, she groaned loudly. "Oh good Jemmalynn. You're awake. Get up and get ready," Kyto said cheerfully. "Nooooooo." She whined. Rolling over, she pulled her blanket over her head. She was not a morning person at all, and this trip certainly wasn't making her any more eager to get out of bed than usual. "Jemmalynn get UP!" He pulled the blanket away from her. "Okay, okay."

When she was ready, they boarded the ship. The entire way there, Jemmalynn could not rid herself of this feeling. She didn't understand what it could be. The planet had been revolting and she didn't want to return, but she didn't understand why that would make her so worried, so filled with dread about this trip. After the long trip, they arrived at the planet. Jemmalynn thought it was even more disgusting than the last time they were there. The ground was supposed to be covered with grass, but only certain parts were. Mostly it was just dirt and mud. The sky was so gray that Jemmalynn could barely tell if it was night or day. As they walked toward that central building, that feeling of hers got stronger and stronger. "Master, there's something about this place. It really scares me." She said, with a worried expression on her face. Kyto looked concerned. It was not very often at all that his padawan would actually admit that she was scared. He knew she must be terrified if she would so willingly admit her fear. "What is it Jemmalynn? What is scaring you so much?" "I don't know Master, but its something to do with this building." They were quiet on the rest of the walk, both trying to figure out what it was. Finally, they arrived there. "Okay Jemmalynn, we have to do this very carefully. We have to find some way to listen to King Ahno. If our timing is correct, he should be meeting with some people and discussing his plan. We must try to hide ourselves using the force. Got it?" Jemmalynn nodded. She had to go in there, she knew. There was no way out of it; she might as well get it over with. They entered the building, being as careful as they possibly could. It seemed too familiar to Jemmalynn, it felt like they were doing the same exact thing they had last time they had come here. The feeling was overwhelming her now. She did not feel well. But she knew there was nothing she could do. They came to a place where they could see down into the meeting room, and they hid there. The meeting began. Jemmalynn barely listened to a word. She just watched King Ahno. The feeling was coming from him, and she didn't know why. She noticed Kyto was watching him also. "Master, I'm getting that feeling from him!" She whispered. Kyto stared at the king, stunned. "He used to be a Jedi. We all thought he died. Maybe that is your feeling. I can't believe this. A Jedi. . ." Kyto trailed off, he was more talking to himself now than Jemmalynn. She knew that wasn't why she got the feeling. That wasn't it at all. He was familiar to her in a different way. She thought she had seen him around the Jedi Temple when she was little, but she knew that just couldn't be it. After the meeting was over Jemmalynn had paid so little attention that she had to ask her master what happened. "Well, Jemmalynn, we were correct about Tirosha having an army. It appears the whole planet revolves around making this a very powerful army. That's why everything else is the way it is. They are working with the separatists. What they are going to do is attack as many Republican planets as the can, and get them to join them, while the separatist army is battling the Republic army." He explained. "Oh. And what are we going to do about it?" "Well, we are going to have to try to kill the king." Jemmalynn nodded. She knew that was what they had to do. As the meeting cleared out, they ran towards the king to attack. He was too quick though. He whipped out his light saber. He stared at Jemmalynn for a long time. "Jemmalynn Karreliss!" He cried. Jemmalynn gave him a puzzled look. How could this man . . .suddenly feelings came rushing to her as she realized the truth. "Jemmalynn, surely someone has told you the truth." He said. "No," she answered bitterly, "but I think I've figured it out." "How's your mother?" He asked, with a smirk on his face. She glared at him. She was almost positive how she knew this man, the force was telling her. He was her father. "She's dead. Not that you would know, considering you left her!" Jemmalynn yelled, angrily, remembering that her master had t "Wait a minute, wait a minute," Kyto suddenly interrupted, "What is going on here?" "Jemmalynn knows. She's my daughter." Ahno answered him. "What???? How??? You were a Jedi!!!" Kyto yelled in disbelief. "Yes, yes I was. I never really followed the Jedi code. . . I met Jemmalynn's mother and decided just to do what I wanted. But when I found out she was pregnant I didn't want to get caught so I just. . left her. And then, a few years later, I faked my death and got control over this planet." "But. . why?" Jemmalynn asked, confused. "Power. . I couldn't be truly powerful as a Jedi. But now. . . I have plans. I will become one of the most powerful leaders of the galaxy." Jemmalynn laughed. "You really think you'll become powerful with this pathetic planet of yours?" Now it was Ahno's turn to laugh. "You'd be surprised." Jemmalynn had had enough of this ridiculous conversation. She igniter her light saber and charged towards him. Kyto joined her. The battle was difficult, and raged on for a long time. Ahno used the force to push Kyto away. Kyto went flying through the doorway. Ahno locked the door. Now it was just him and his daughter. "I'm not impressed Jemmalynn. I would have thought you'd be able to defeat me by now. I'm an old man you know." Ahno taunted his daughter, trying to get a rise out of her. He could see it was working. Jemmalynn looked at him, her eyes burning with hate. She couldn't believe her father betrayed the Jedi, and was the king of this terrible planet she hated so much. They continued to battle. Both were persistent, never giving up. Jemmalynn was striking with all her strength. She was so angry with him. She could not lose. Finally, she hit him, her light saber burnt through his arm. He fell in pain. Jemmalynn walked in circles around him, holding her light saber over her head. "Well, Jemmalynn, are you going to do it or not? It's the perfect opportunity to kill me." Jemmalynn's breathing was very heavy. She stopped walking, and just stood and stared at him. She stood unflinching for a long period of time, her eyes moving from her father, to her light saber, to her own hands, which were shaking. She dropped her light saber, fell to the ground, and started to cry. "What is it Jemmalynn? Can't take it?" Ahno continued to taunt his daughter. "H-h-how could I kill my own father? I just can't do it." Jemmalynn's voice shook. She didn't know what to do. She couldn't kill her father, but if she didn't, the Republic would be in trouble, her master would be furious, as would the Jedi council. Suddenly Jemmalynn realized her father was standing over her. Before she could react, she felt herself being thrown be the force into the nearest wall. That was the last thing she remembered.