Chapter 4

"Please, Kyra, you can do it, I know you can!"

"It's too strong!" Kyra's face twisted into a wince. "I'm trying as hard as I can."

Adi Gallia's voice echoed,

"Kyra, focus, think, you can do it, just break away."

A scream. A pool of blood. Darkness.

I woke up quickly in a heavy night sweat.

Another nightmare.

I hadn't seen Kyra for four years, since she left to train on Corellia with her new master, Adi Gallia. Recently, I had started having nightmares that they were being tortured, each getting more and more detailed and more and more violent. Anakin had begun having terrible nightmares too, but I don't think they're of Kyra.

I can't imagine why I keep having nightmares about Kyra if I haven't seen her in so long. I can hardly remember her face when I'm awake, but as soon as I go to sleep it's the same thing.

"Master, you were having a nightmare again?"

"Yes, Anakin, in fact I was."

"About what?"

"Nothing that concerns you. Besides, it would only be a worry. To both of us." I replied. I wasn't exactly eager to talk to Anakin. Every time I tried, it had been a disaster! He was becoming quite a moody teenager, and more and more bothersome by the second. I worry about him more than I do my nightmares about Kyra and Adi Gallia. But after this, I feel that I can no longer avoid talking to Master Yoda about this.

"Anakin, I must talk to Master Yoda. I want you to stay here and practice your lightsaber technique."

"Do I get to use my lightsaber?" He asked eagerly.

"After you tried to spinning attack?" I asked. "I don't think so, that was a disaster."

"Fine." He fumed, walking out. I took a glance at the surrounding apartment decorations just in case. I would know if he used his lightsaber.

I pulled on my robes and walked out.

"Jedi Kenobi!" Yoda cackled. "Very please to see you I am."

"Thank you master."

"In search of advice you are?"

"Yes, master, I have been having disturbing dreams lately."

"Of what?"

"Of Master Gallia and her padawan."

"Mmm." Yoda chuckled. "A deep friendship you have with the padawan, yes?"

"Yes, master, indeed." I said. I thought of the vision. One of them was seriously hurt. Maybe it was foreboding. I watched his yellow green eyes as he thought.

"Worried for them, you are? Having nightmares, just like your own padawan?"

"Anakin has told me nothing of his nightmares."

"Less attention you should dedicate to these nightmares, and more to your padawan." Yoda replied. He wasn't directly reprimanding me, but it was obvious that he wasn't pleased with my actions. I hated disappointment more than anger, it was an emotion I could not handle.

"Yes master. But is there anything, absolutely anything that will stop these visions?"

"Only your soul holds the answer to that question. Once at rest are your emotions, then also at rest your mind will be."

"Thank you, master." I walked out. Instead of thinking about Anakin, my thoughts and emotions were still on the vision. I stopped walking down the silent corridors and looked out a plate glass window as the morning sun just broke over the tall buildings. A new morning.