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Chapter 3

If there was one phrase that could describe how Sadia felt after being flung into another dimension it was… "WHAT THE FUCK?"

Which wasn't too good considering that's exactly what she said. But also considering none of the Jedi knew Earth curse words it was ok though from her tone they kind of got what she was doing. After a startled pause and numerous curses from Sadia as she rose to her feet, the Jedi finally realized they may need to explain why she was here instead of staring at her like she had multiple heads.

Sadia's head began to clear and she looked around at the various parties surrounding her in wonderment of the many unfamiliar species. Normally any creature that was unknown to her was hostile. But none of these creatures were giving off any form of negativity. Her slayer senses were reeling from the move but still would have told her if she were surrounded by hostile creatures wanting to kill her. Strangely enough their presence was peaceful and almost soothing… Something she hadn't felt since Daniels had died. An unseen force seemed to draw her eyes towards one of the parties in particular. A tall man with brown hair and blue eyes, along with a younger boy with lighter hair and eyes that seemed to twinkle, whereas the older man's eyes were kind and serious. The older man eye's drew her in. Seemingly drinking her up, a feeling that excited her yet frightened her at the same time.

Qui Gon stared at the woman. None of the Jedi seemed willing to move and risk breaking the spell, least of all Qui Gon himself. He found himself admiring her deep green eyes that were framed by dark brown almost black lashes. Her hair, the same color, fell in wave after wave of ringlets that went down to her mid-back. She was dressed in a pair of stretchy black pants along with black-heeled boots that reached all the way up her thighs. A tight black corset top with red lining and sleeves managed to be appealing, but not whorish, as it miraculously didn't actually reveal anything. An intricately carved silver cross with red enameling, resting in the hollow of her throat caught his eye. Though he didn't know what the pendant was, he imagined it must be special because of the way she gripped it tightly.

After innumerable minutes of stunned silence the slayer finally had had enough and spoke evenly, "Would somebody mind telling me what is going on? Or how about how I got here? Or why?".

This apparently kicked the Jedi into gear and ended in the council's quick run through of the whole 'We're in trouble, we could use your help. Will you do it?' The woman shook her head.

"What about my world?"

"What about it?" One master asked.

"What about the people who live there? I am not dead another slayer won't be called. They need me!"

The council seemed shocked after hearing this.

"You mean you have to die before your creators will call on another slayer?" Obi Wan finally spoke up.

Sadia looked at him ruefully. "Sucks, doesn't it?" He nodded sympathetically.

"Over. Your world is." Yoda spoke for the first time. "Know this you do"

Sadia opened her mouth to protest but quickly closed it knowing he was right. Silent tears threatened to fill her eyes, but she refused to allow the strangers before her to see them. To save face, she quickly nodded her head in consent to help them.

Yoda nodded and motioned for Qui Gon to step forward.

"To a room you must show her." He said and waved them on their way. "Speak of this tomorrow we shall." He turned to Sadia. "Rest and mourn you will." Seeing her answering nod he turned back to the council, but soon turned again before the threesome (Obi wan included of course) had disappeared.

"A name have you?" Yoda said.

Sadia looked up and simply said, "Sadia" before exiting signaling that the conversation was over. Qui Gon and Obi Wan bowed and exited as well to find the woman waiting for them. As they lead her through the temple to the guest quarter, nothing was said, both the Jedi sensing her need for silence and respecting it. When they reached the room Qui Gon opened the door showed her how to order food or assistance and quickly turned for the door, however before he reached it he heard a soft "Thank you." Nodding in acknowledgment he left. As soon as the door slide shut, Sadia threw herself on the ground and sobbed for the people left on her planet, for the cruelty she knew awaiting for them and the undeniable feeling of guilt for doing nothing.

As she cried herself to sleep the Powers That Be finally decided to let one of their warriors go. They freed her with her powers intact but did not call a new slayer. The last blessing the Powers That Be could ever bestow on earth was denied. Their light soon extinguished after. The planet, without it's creators was destroyed. Demons and all. And so Sadia was the Last Slayer. The unknowing sole survivor of the human race form the planet earth. A planet silenced by their own greed and ignorance gone forever in the sands of time.

TBC…