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Part 3
You ask who I am? My name is Lan Sundark and I am the Jedi Master in charge of the younglings. I am reaching the more mature years of life and I have devoted myself to the teaching of the Jedi ways. Along with Master Yoda, I train the small children. It brings me great joy to work with such young and pure minds every day. While some might call me weak because I am not fighting amongst some of our greatest warriors, I must disagree. I have learned much from the young ones, more than they could ever possibly learn from me.
Each day I escort the younglings to and from their daily activities. They are like my own children and I live off of the joy they bring to me. But my joy has turned into sorrow. Today the routine was damaged; today, for the first time in my long life, I genuinely wished to die.
It was not long after evening meal. I had several of the middle aged younglings with me as I lead them back to their training room in the Jedi Temple. We were walking in line, displaying the perfect discipline required for the life of a Jedi. I was at the head of the line when I felt something strange. A pain was shooting through my body. At first I thought that my age had caught up to me and my health was failing, but then I turned and I saw the most heart-wrenching scene imaginable.
Anakin Skywalker-the great warrior that each of my younglings have admired for years- was standing before them, lightsaber drawn. He began to cut them down right before me as I stared in shock. Realizing with horror that he was killing the children, my aged hands drew my sword. I yelled at the young ones; told them to run but they weren't fast enough. The great hero was stealing their young lives, not showing any mercy.
As he approached a small girl, I stepped in-between her and his blade. I blocked two of his strikes before I failed my children. I was to old; to weak. I fell beneath his sword, but I did not die immediately. No, I was forced to watch as he destroyed those beautiful lives. Everything I had ever lived for was gone. And as I died, I cried.
Sorry it was so short, I really am trying to make these longer! I hope it won't take me so long to get the next one up, but reviews might encourage me to go faster!