CHAPTER 16

ANGRY WORDS

Dorian's eyes stared blankly at the Sith. The whole place seemed frozen for a few minutes as they all stared at what had happened. After what seemed like an eternity the Jedi Padawan's lightsaber slipped out of his limp hand and clattered to the floor where it winked out.

Palpatine roughly pulled out his red lightsaber of of the boys' chest. Dorian fell forward and landed face down on the floor. The Sith watched this then ran.

Luke, seeing his new Master fleeing, got the hint. He ran too.

Yoda glanced down at the fallen Padawan for a minute. He knew it was Dorian's own fault that this happened, because of his recklessnes. But Yoda was still a Jedi and a Master. Dorian might have been seventeen but he was still a Youngling. Yoda was responsible for the Younglings. Besides.. if he thought about it... it was his fault this whole thing happened, not Dorian's. If he hadn't sent them to Naboo...

The small Jedi clenched his fists. My fault this is...

"Master?" Esore asked noticing how he was acting.

The Jedi looked up at her. His eyes burned with guilt and anger. Anger he usually held in.

"Master?" she said again startled by his expression.

Without speaking a word he turned and rushed after the two fleeing Sith.

Just as he disappeared down the flight of stairs the Sith had taken the room filled with blaster fire. Esore instantly went into a defensive postion, lifting her lightsaber and bouncing the bolts back at the driods. She stood over Dorian, shielding him from the fire power.

He's going to die, she thought. he's going to die and the one who killed him is getting away. Yoda can't take them on alone. He'll be outnumbered. I have to help him!

She glanced down at Dorian. He was still lying on the floor. Driods weren't like clone troopers they never aimed at the ground. She made a descition. He'll be fine. Then followed her Master.

Rie heard a voice scream into her head. Protect Dorian! Get him out of here! She knew of only one person who could talk to people that way.

The Tw'lek looked over her shoulder just in time to see Esore's figure vanish down the stairs.

"Esore?"

Back at the Jedi Temple Obi-Wan was practically insane with worry. Jedi Master Murak Indoly had tried to get the other man's mind off of the whole thing but it hadn't worked very well.

Obi-Wan just wasn't in the mood for doing anything. He politely told Murak 'No' then went off by himself. He didn't want Murak knowing what he was planning. He was going to go out and find Yoda by himself. Murak would have tried to talk him out of it.

The older Jedi had made up his mind. He wasn't going to give anyone the chance to try and change it.

Just as he was heading to the area of the Temple where the ships were kept his saw something outside of one of the windows. When he turned his head to get a good look he realized it was a starship.

Master Yoda? he thought. He ran toward the spot where it was sure to land. Is he back? How did he get away?

The Jedi was running so fast he wasn't watching where he was going. When the Jedi reached some stairs he lost his footing anf tumbled down them. He landed in an undignified heap on the landing pad just as the ship came down and the ramp fell open. Someone walked down it.

"Obi-Wan Kenobi," a familer voice said chuckling. "I see you haven't changed a bit."

"Huh?" Obi-Wan looked up. What? How? It can't be! "Master...?"

Yoda chased the Sith through the dark passages of the colasium. His lightsaber showed him the way as anger and disapointment mixed with guilt flooded into it. He could feel the dark side calling to him because of these emotions.

Even so he still managed to successfully push it away. he could control it. He didn't have time for it right now.

His hazel eyes spotted the figure of Luke Skywalker not far ahead. The ex-Jedi had just entered a large room.

Now, my chance is, the Jedi thought.

Willing the Force around him Yoda threw himself into a flying tackle.

Luke Skywalker was about halfway through the room when the Jedi slammed into his back and knocked him to the ground. Yoda grabbed his arms. Luke struggled but couldn't break free.

"Let me go!" the human screamed, trying to kick him in the back of the head.

A disturbance in the Force warned the Jedi about the oncoming blow. He let the boy go and jumped out of the way. He landed a few feet away and held his lightsaber in a battle stance.

"Responsible for killing young Padawan Dorian Flan you are!" he said through clenched teeth. It was true it was partly Luke's fault as well.

Luke screamed to his feet and faced Yoda. A blue lightsaber burst back to life. "So what?" he said as they circled each other. "It is better for him to be dead. He never would have even become a Jedi Master."

"Know that you do not," the old Jedi Master retorted. "See the future well you cannot. Rely on you actions and feelings too much you do."

"So?" Luke snapped. "What about you?"

"What about me?"

"You don't care about anyone! You don't worry. You don't grieve. You have no remorse or feeling for people who die. You don't even cry!"

Yoda came at him. Their blades met. "Cried much I have!" he said. "Lost many friends I did! In the war and after! Even now!"

Luke shook his head. "You are too into what you have learned to care," he said. "Stop lying to yourself."

"Lying I am not!"

"You lie so much you don't even realized you have sinned yourself!"

Another blow another block. "Sinned have I?" the small Jedi asked. "Tell me. What sin have I commited?"

"YOU BROKE YOUR OWN RULE! THE JEDI RULE!"
"What rule?"

Luke kicked the Jedi in the face. Yoda flipped in the air and landed a few feet away. "You said attachment is not the Jedi way," the human replied walking up to him. "Yet you have broken that rule."

"How have I?"

The ex-Jedi began attacking Yoda with rapid thrusts. "You. Have. Become. Attched. To. Your. Padawan!" he roared puncuating each word with a strike. "You love her! You care for her! You'd do anything to keep her safe!"

By then Esore had reached the room where the two were fighting. She stood just outside of it, at the entrance, and watched. She eheard every word.

Yoda stood in a defensive position blocking every blow from Luke's blade. "Right you are," he conceeded. "Love her I do. Care for her I must. Keep her safe I should but..."

Luke hesisated a moment. "But?" he said expecting something.

Yoda looked at at Skywalker. The Jedi's face was completely normal and without emotion. Peaceful maybe. "But do those things for her I cannot forever," he said. "Learn to stand alone she must. Much she has to see. Much she has to do. Learn things she will." The Jedi paused a moment and the light of battle returned to his eyes. "Until then; DO ALL I CAN FOR HER I WILL!"

Then he attacked.

"Master Qui-Gon Jin?" Obi-Wan's eyes were large in surpsrse. 'How are you here? You died!"

"So did you remember," Qui-gon told him. "And Luke had you brought back to life."

"Yes. But how did you...?"

"I saw what was happening and knew you needed help. The Angel leader Mary sent Master Yoda a message to give to you. I was the one who was returning."

"...Why?"

"You need my help and so does Yoda as well as the four Padawans Luke Skywalker sent to get him back."

"Four Padawans?"

Qui-Gon nodded. "Yes," he said turning back to the ship. "We must hurry. They don't have much time left."

Luke and Yoda fought as if their lives depanded on it. Infact; it did. The loser would die. A few times the human almost struck a killing blow but the small Jedi was able to get out of the way in time.

From where she stood Esore watched them fight, not sure of what to do. She wanted to help her Master but he looked like he didn't need it. After all he was a better fighter than her anyway...

Suddenly Luke's lightsaber caught the Jedi off guard. The blue blade slashed a deep cut all the way down Yoda's left side.

Esore's hands went to her mouth as her Master screamed and fell over. She saw his lightsaber roll across the floor and go out.

Luke towered over the Jedi. "You shouldn't have wasted your energy, fuzzhead," he said. "You lost."

Yoda stared up at him, his hand over his left side and his teeth clenched in pain.

Luke lifted his lightsaber. "YARH!" he screamed.

Just as the weapon came down to strike the killing blow three things happened at once. Yoda flew out of the way as if an inviable hand had grabbed him, a green lightsaber flew across the room, and Esore came rushing out of the shadows holding both her snow white lightsaber and Yoda's forest green one.

Now she stood where her Master had stood only seconds before. Her eyes were locked with Skywalkers. They held light light of battle.

"ESORE!" Yoda exclaimed in surprise, looking up just long enough to see his Padawan.

"Don't worry, Master," she said not looking at him. "I'll end this for you."

Luke regarded her mildly. "So Yoda's pet thinks she can beat me?" he snorted.

Esore didn't flinch. She had other things she wanted to say. "How could you, Master Skywalker?" she asked. "How could you betray everyone like this?"

"I haven't betrayed anyone, girl," he said. "I quite."

"You lied to me and the others!" she screamed. "You lied to us so we'd come here and get killed!"

"If that's what you think."

"You! You are blinded! You gave up everything because of lying voices in your head!" she shouted. "You listened to them and believed them!"

Luek's face was full of surprise. How did she know? "You-"

The girl was through with words. She flew at him with both lightsabers. She whirled them madly. Each movment she made seemed to hold one intent: Kill.

Luke held up his own lightsaber to block. He was drawn back with each blow. He was smiling as he fought. "You hate me don't you?" he said loudly.

Slash! Cut! Chop! Chop! Strike!

"No, Luke Skywalker," she roared over the noise she was making. "I don't hate you. I feel for you!"

Luke saw something unearthly on her face, in her eyes growing with each strike. He could feel it too. Could feel the Force welling up in her. He was instantly full of fear. He knew what was happening. She was going to kill him. She was going to kill him because she felt for him.

The lightsabers whirled in front of his eyes. White. Green. White. Green.

He couldn't stand it any longer. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" he screamed before he pushed her back with the Force and ran.

Esore recovererd quickly. "GET BACK HERE!" she shouted starting to run after him.

"Esore! No!" Yoda's voice stopped her. "Thnik of what happened to Dorian you must. Do you want that to happen to you?"

She shook her head. "No." The girl let the ex-Jedi go. She'd kill him some other time.

She turned off the lightsabers and walked over to her Master. She knelt down and put a hand on his arm. "Master?" she said.

"Become strong you have," he said smiling.

"Yes,' she said her voice getting emotional. "Thanks to you."

He looked away from her. "Because of me it was not," he corrected her. "Because of you it was. Your own strength.

"I..."

"Strong in the Force you are. Maybe even stronger than I." He closed his eyes. "That is how it is." He opened his eyes and looked at her again. "Much you have to do... without me."

"Master!' she exclaimed her hands grabbing his shoulders. "You can't die! I won't let you die!"

He just smiled at her.

That scared her. "No," she said. She closed her eyes and the Force wrapped around them both. She became a light. "Mary did not bring you back so you could train me then die in front of me." Her eyes opened. Yoda saw her puplis had turned pure white, like her lightsaber. "I WILL NOT LET YOU DIE!"
"Esore...?"

She put a hand on the slash mark. "You were not given a chance to live again just to live only siteeen mire years," she said. "Your time isn't ready. And... If it were... I'd bring you back again..."
"Esore?"

Suddenly the whole place began to rumble.

"What is that?" Maya asked as the floor suddenly started shaking. (By then they'd destroyed all the driods)

Jay saw a pillar fall over. "This place is collapsing!" he said. "We have to get out of here!"

Rie leaned over Dorian and used the Force to flop his body over her shoulder. "What about Esore?" she asked looking up at the blond male Padawan.

"We don't have time to get her!" he told her. "I wish we did but.. we have to get out of here. NOW!"

Esore reached down and picked up her Master. When she had him situated she started to walk then ran. "We will get out of here. Don't worry," she said holding him against her body. "I won't let you die! Not here not now!"

A/N

Looong chapter. About the longest in the story I think besides the prologue. In case you haven't read chapter 4 Mary is the lead Angel from the moons of Viego. Luke requested her to bring Master Yoda and Obi-Wan Kenobi back to life. I like some of the stuff in this chapter but I don't really like how I ended it. (That's what I get for watching too much anime :sweatdrop:). I hope I didn't have Esore too perfect. She had to fight Luke. If she didn't she'd be useless.

Well, dmichell, I finally brought Qui-Gon back. I hope you're happy. The story is almost over too. I have only one more chapter to go.

One more thing;

Sorry for any spelling grammer or personallity errors