Keji stood in the cockpit watching Ruusan come into view. Sensing Joza behind him, he turned to find her rubbing her head. He raised an eyebrow at her.

"They gotta make more space in bunks."

"I take your dreams have been giving you no peace again,"he asked.

Joza only nodded. As they drew nearer to the world, Joza became aware of someone saying her name in the Force. It was Ara. She was sending her a picture of a place on the planet. Joza blinked. It wouldn't go away. She reached up and rubbed her head again, making sure that there wasn't a large bruise forming. Keji looked at her again.

"You're not going to actually accept her challenge are you?"

Joza blinked in surprise but remembered the bond she shared with him.

"I have to. If I don't...I'll never be able to trust myself as a Jedi. Confronting her will be confronting what started me down this path. I have finish it."

Keji nodded sadly and put a hand on the young woman's shoulder.

Keji made his way to the large gathering of Jedi, after everyone had disembarked from the ship. Joza had vanished, as he had expected. When ask where she had gone, he said nothing and acted as though he hadn't anything. Sichi had been the only one not to ask anything. He was grateful. No sooner than were they among the Jedi Army than was the word given to attack. Spreading out, the Jedi moved into the valley and towards the now charging Sith Army.

Joza found the place that had been seared into her memory. It was a small valley that had a stream running through it, so it was green. In stark contrast to it's surrounding territory, there were a few trees and an incredibly old hut. Ara stood, leaned against one of the trees. She gave Joza a smile except this time Joza didn't shiver.

"This can be easy or hard. Take your pick, Miwe."

Joza ignited her lightsaber.

"I was hoping you would do that."

Ara ignited her red lightsaber. The crimson blade seemed to be brighter than normal in the morning mists, while Joza's seemed to fade a few notches in brightness. Ara advanced slowly on the padawan girl and brought her saber up in across her body at an angle. Joza gritted her teeth. That was one of the harder defensive positions to get around. Joza's blade ran parallel to her body almost. She narrowed her eyes at the Sith witch, and could take it no longer. Charging, she rolled and stabbed towards Ara's stomach. Ara twisted to one side and swung her saber downwards. Joza merely turned her body to the left, bringing the hilt in front of her. Red crashed into grey.

Ahxa Orkem closed his eyes with pleasure. All the pain, hatred and fear seemed to overwhelm him all most. It was intoxicating to him and he could feel himself getting drunk off it. Channeling it into his arms and his mind, he attacked the first Jedi that came close enough.
Sichi leapt aside as his red blade came crashing down. She spun, doing complete spin in the air with her saber making a deadly arc around. Ahxa backed off a little bit. At least the Jedi girl had some style.

Sichi jabbed with her saber towards Ahxa's shoulder, aiming for the left one. Ahxa stepped backwards, bringing his saber up quickly. The blades ended up being just inches from his face. He glared with ease at the girl. Sichi looked him straight in the eye, unflinching for even a moment.

Suddenly, Ahxa sensed a kick coming at his side and went to roll out of the way. Sichi stopped her kick and followed, lightsaber chopping downwards towards the back on his now vulnerable neck.

Lord Kaan made his quickly to the cave and waited, knowing Hoth would come. And so Hoth did. Grepa would have gone in with him, but he sent her away. "Someone else needs you more," he told her. Edko and Diqu stood watching hungrily as the Jedi leaders walked inside. Da-Na and Padane stood by glaring, silently daring the Sith to do something so that they could fight.

Alre and Ralo stood side-by-side as they fought a Sith Knight. It was some of the best team work that the two had ever done and they were going at their hardest to use their skills as best as they could. The Sith hissed in anger. Two against was not incredibly uneven because he was a Knight, but still.

Alre saw it coming and screamed Ralo's name long before the blade touched him. Ralo fell to the ground, the Sith Knights back to her. She lunged forward and stabbed the green blade of her saber into his head. Twisting it, she pulled it out and turned it off. Alre rushed to Ralo's side and wept, tears streaming down her face as and onto the ground where his body no longer was.

She quickly wiped the tears from her face and stood up, summoning Ralo's saber to her hand. She clipped it to her belt and reignited her own. Choosing a Sith, she didn't care what level of mastery they were, she just attacked and brutally.

Joza and Medea circled each other. Joza feinted to the left but then spun to the right. Medea over countered to left and sensed Joza's blade coming towards her side. She speeded up her fall and rolled out of harm's way. Leaping to her feet, she turned just in time to see Joza lunged at her again, this time aiming for between her eyes.

Ara pointed both of her hands at the girl. Joza came to an abrupt halt as Force lightening streaked at her. Just as she brought her saber up to catch the lightening, Medea pushed her backwards. Joza turned her saber off as she flew through the air. She looked towards the ground and saw water coming up to met her. She quickly formed a pocket of air around her nose and mouth. As she hit, she swam down to the bottom of the stream. It had to as least of been to her waist.
Medea watched the padawan fall into the water and not come back up.

"Tsk, Tsk. Don't they teach you Jedi how to swim?," Medea asked.

Medea leaned over the edge of the stream, looking for a body. When she didn't see one, she leaned out a little further. Joza exploded up out of the water and grabbed the Sith Witch by the hair, yanking Medea out into the stream as hard as she could. The Sith floundered and chocked as water trickled into her airways.

"Tsk, Tsk. Don't they teach you Sith how to swim?,"Joza taunted.

Medea found her feet and slowly stood up, coughing violently as water was expelled from her lungs. Joza put a little bit of distance between herself and Medea and did her best to heal a little bit before the battle would renew itself. Medea was breathing hard as she ignited her saber again and began to advance on the girl once more. Joza ignited hers once more and brought it up into an offensive position.

Grepa had felt the gap that was created by the missing Joza Miwe. Searching earnestly for the girl, she felt her presence in the distance and began to run. The closer she got the more she felt the Dark Side.

No, please. Don't let it be true Joza, she thought.
Grepa speed herself up with the Force and came into view of the battle. She stopped suddenly as something became apparent to her. This was a battle that Joza was putting her very being into. Grepa knew she couldn't get involved...then Joza would fall...she couldn't get involved...she couldn't.

Grepa fought with herself over this. Joza was a bright spot in a sea of darkness that threatened to consume her with each passing moment, she could see it in the Force and she could see what would happen if that darkness conquered the girl.

Suddenly in a cave, in a valley to be called the Valley of the Jedi someday, a thought bomb was exploded. It took thousands of Jedi and all but three sith. Darth Bane who go on to become the founder of the Sith Order as most knew it in the future. Exar Kun, a wanna-be Sith who do more harm than good all of his life. Then there was Ara Medea.

Keji sat up slowly and wiped blood from the side of his face. All around were dead and dying. Among them was Sichi, she was limping her way towards him. There had been several Jedi who had ended up outside of the immediate area of the bomb, and were only shook up. They ran as fast as they could back into the valley. As they entered they stopped and began to pick up lightsabers. Two of the stronger ones came to Lele was and helped him stand up. Everyone began to leave the valley in order to get out of that hell that they had helped create. Sichi felt a light paw on her shoulder and looked up to find the Wookie Jedi Master Gahimlakit looking at her. He reached down and gently picked her up, being careful not to hurt her more. Sichi could only feel one person still alive and fighting were it mattered.

Joza gasped as she felt the lives of thousands suddenly snuffed out like candles. Dropping to the ground, she shuddered violently. Ara snarled.

"All Jedi are weak."

She brought her saber up, point down and brought it plunging down to Joza's back.