Weeks had passed SneMa training harder than any one in the temple.
She had a feeling that some one was there looking for her. Tobias was
still refusing to talk to her, but he worried constantly about his dear
friend. When he was paired up with her to spar he never said any thing to
her, and she did the same. As if she some how knew that she was fighting
with him. They were amazing when they sparred together, two pupils moving
as if they were dancing, but never made a noise not even grunts or yelps of
pain when they singed one another. One day when they were paired up,
Master Keoma watched and was very impressed with what she saw from both.
The silence was earie the only noise that was heard was the clash and
sizzle of their training light sabers. Finally, after an hour, SneMa had
Tobias down on the mats with her saber pointed at his throat. Very calmly
she said, "You are dead."
The silence stretched until a single applause sounded slowly. SneMa flicked her saber off and bowed towards the sound of the clapping. Then she turned to Tobias and offered her hand to help him up. Once their hands touched a flash happened in both of their heads sending SneMa to her knees and Tobias flat on his back. Thunder rumbled in their heads, pounding and throbbing threatening to split their skulls. Far away some one screamed SneMa floated some where watching from a great distance. A group of people huddled close together a tall person in brown sweeping robes pushed her way through the crowd to get to the center. The people were saying something but SneMa couldn't hear it clearly. Faster than it all had happened she was suddenly back in her body and she realized that the screams came from her own throat. Again she was surrounded in blackness, but was aware of every person and every object around her.
A cold hand clasped down on her hand and pulled it away from another hand. She was disoriented and the rush that followed the out-of-body experience overwhelmed her. That same hand was now pushing her down and with a soft thud, she hit the mats. "Stand back give them air!" A strong feminine voice echoed through out the training room. As if all at once every person stepped back three steps. SneMa's head was spinning and was in agony. That same cold hand was felt on her forehead and SneMa realized that the hand belonged to the strong voice. Rushed shuffling entered the arena.
"Master Keoma happened what has?" SneMa could now feel several presence's only a few feet from her body. She groaned silently putting her hand to her head. She was thankful for once in her life not to be able to see, because she had a feeling that her vision would be spinning if she could. Very slowly she sat up holding her head in her hands, groaning. Tobias had recovered faster than she had and was next to her helping her sit up, but he was careful not to touch her skin. He didn't know what had caused the flash and thunder but he didn't want to test it by touching her bare hands or any other skin for that matter.
A clammy, callused hand was felt on her forehead and she jerked away, but in mid jerk she felt a familiar calm wash over her calming the panic and fear. Her mind quieted its self and she began to make sense of things again. She had just beaten Tobias at sparring, she went to help him up and then that's when the chaos in her head started. For a few moments longer she just sat there wondering what had happened. She really wasn't sure. Slowly the clammy callused hand helped her up, and stable her.
"To the medic wing take them." Ordered the familiar voice of master Yoda. SneMa shook her head in protest.
"No, master I'm fine. Tobias I think is fine as well." She heard him nod reluctantly. Some pushing was heard making its way to the center of the crowd.
"Move! Let me through! SneMa my dear friend are you all right? It was him wasn't it? He did this to you!" Legna's voice was heard first coming through the crowd then close to her. SneMa felt the anger build up in Legna, and it scared her.
"No! Legna he didn't do this to-" it was too late, Legna was already attacking with her saber set at a slightly higher level than permitted. The hum and buzz filled the arena once more but this time it was a fight provoked not one planned. Before SneMa thought was she was doing she had her self in the middle of the fight trying to stop the irate girl. "Legna, please listen to me! Tobias didn't do this; it's not his fault. Will you let up and let me explain?"
"No! He did this to you I know it. I can feel it in the force! I must avenge you!"
"But I'm not dead! He didn't kill me! Now, knock," she turned sharply and parried Legna's blow, "it," another sharp spin and thrust knocking the blazing light saber from Legna's hand, "off!" SneMa stood panting in between Legna and Tobias, her light saber still held in a defensive stance. Sweat trickled down her face and dripped off her nose, hitting the mat with a pat.
"So, that's it huh? You're going to side with him? All right, fine, but don't come crying to me when he betrays you. When you have no friends left, don't come to me. I tried to get you to associate with the right crowd, but you wouldn't have it. Fine by me, imp!" With this Legna spun around and left in a huff. SneMa stood stunned, they had been great friends for the past few weeks and all of a sudden she leaves just like that. She shook it off with a shrug of the shoulders. SneMa forgot that she wasn't alone in the arena, but was quickly reminded of at least Tobias's presence when he flung his arms tightly around SneMa in an embrace of true friendship.
"Welcome back." He whispered in to her ear. Tears of relief stung her blind eyes as they made their way down her face.
"Thank you." She whispered back, "You were right, I'm sorry."
The silence stretched until a single applause sounded slowly. SneMa flicked her saber off and bowed towards the sound of the clapping. Then she turned to Tobias and offered her hand to help him up. Once their hands touched a flash happened in both of their heads sending SneMa to her knees and Tobias flat on his back. Thunder rumbled in their heads, pounding and throbbing threatening to split their skulls. Far away some one screamed SneMa floated some where watching from a great distance. A group of people huddled close together a tall person in brown sweeping robes pushed her way through the crowd to get to the center. The people were saying something but SneMa couldn't hear it clearly. Faster than it all had happened she was suddenly back in her body and she realized that the screams came from her own throat. Again she was surrounded in blackness, but was aware of every person and every object around her.
A cold hand clasped down on her hand and pulled it away from another hand. She was disoriented and the rush that followed the out-of-body experience overwhelmed her. That same hand was now pushing her down and with a soft thud, she hit the mats. "Stand back give them air!" A strong feminine voice echoed through out the training room. As if all at once every person stepped back three steps. SneMa's head was spinning and was in agony. That same cold hand was felt on her forehead and SneMa realized that the hand belonged to the strong voice. Rushed shuffling entered the arena.
"Master Keoma happened what has?" SneMa could now feel several presence's only a few feet from her body. She groaned silently putting her hand to her head. She was thankful for once in her life not to be able to see, because she had a feeling that her vision would be spinning if she could. Very slowly she sat up holding her head in her hands, groaning. Tobias had recovered faster than she had and was next to her helping her sit up, but he was careful not to touch her skin. He didn't know what had caused the flash and thunder but he didn't want to test it by touching her bare hands or any other skin for that matter.
A clammy, callused hand was felt on her forehead and she jerked away, but in mid jerk she felt a familiar calm wash over her calming the panic and fear. Her mind quieted its self and she began to make sense of things again. She had just beaten Tobias at sparring, she went to help him up and then that's when the chaos in her head started. For a few moments longer she just sat there wondering what had happened. She really wasn't sure. Slowly the clammy callused hand helped her up, and stable her.
"To the medic wing take them." Ordered the familiar voice of master Yoda. SneMa shook her head in protest.
"No, master I'm fine. Tobias I think is fine as well." She heard him nod reluctantly. Some pushing was heard making its way to the center of the crowd.
"Move! Let me through! SneMa my dear friend are you all right? It was him wasn't it? He did this to you!" Legna's voice was heard first coming through the crowd then close to her. SneMa felt the anger build up in Legna, and it scared her.
"No! Legna he didn't do this to-" it was too late, Legna was already attacking with her saber set at a slightly higher level than permitted. The hum and buzz filled the arena once more but this time it was a fight provoked not one planned. Before SneMa thought was she was doing she had her self in the middle of the fight trying to stop the irate girl. "Legna, please listen to me! Tobias didn't do this; it's not his fault. Will you let up and let me explain?"
"No! He did this to you I know it. I can feel it in the force! I must avenge you!"
"But I'm not dead! He didn't kill me! Now, knock," she turned sharply and parried Legna's blow, "it," another sharp spin and thrust knocking the blazing light saber from Legna's hand, "off!" SneMa stood panting in between Legna and Tobias, her light saber still held in a defensive stance. Sweat trickled down her face and dripped off her nose, hitting the mat with a pat.
"So, that's it huh? You're going to side with him? All right, fine, but don't come crying to me when he betrays you. When you have no friends left, don't come to me. I tried to get you to associate with the right crowd, but you wouldn't have it. Fine by me, imp!" With this Legna spun around and left in a huff. SneMa stood stunned, they had been great friends for the past few weeks and all of a sudden she leaves just like that. She shook it off with a shrug of the shoulders. SneMa forgot that she wasn't alone in the arena, but was quickly reminded of at least Tobias's presence when he flung his arms tightly around SneMa in an embrace of true friendship.
"Welcome back." He whispered in to her ear. Tears of relief stung her blind eyes as they made their way down her face.
"Thank you." She whispered back, "You were right, I'm sorry."