Darkness

Prologue: The Test

"Kill them." Whispered the soft voice of Darth Jaquas.

The young apprentice looked up at the figure enveloped in black, "But Master, they're children."

Jaquas spoke more harshly this time, "They children who can grow into Jedi, they are Force Sensitive, you can feel it as much as I can. If you let them live they will come back to destroy us, is that what you want? For us to die by the hands of these children whom you could have stopped?"

The apprentice shook his head slowly; he unhooked the lightsaber from his belt and used the Force to open the door. The children were all asleep on mats which were laid across the floor. His Master had already killed their parents and the security droids, now it was his job to finish the children. The apprentice didn't know why he had to do this job, they were children. No, they were Jedi. Just like his Master told him, these were the same Jedi who had taken his parents, they were only small and untrained, but still Jedi. The young apprentice pressed a button on the lightsaber and the crimson blade came to life, an eerie red glow spread throughout the entire room. The apprentice fought back tears as he raised the lightsaber over his head, then with one faithful swing one was dead, the other two soon joined their brother.

The apprentice stood in the room with the lightsaber glowing; he simply stared at the lifeless forms of the body when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked up with his Master and held back the tears, he wanted to cry so badly, but Master Jaquas had told him crying was a form of weakness.

The soft voice of his Master broke his thoughts, "Very good Re-See, soon you'll learn not care when you strike down an opponent." The young apprentice nodded and turned the lightsaber off, he hooked it to his belt and looked down at his hands; they were shaking. He quickly hid them in his pockets so his Master wouldn't see, a soft laugh escaped his Master's lips then his voice spoke, but it was soft or kind like usual, it was hard and cold, "You can't hide anything from me Re-See, soon you'll learn that lesson." The apprentice flinched as he felt Master Jaquas' hand squeeze his shoulder and he was expecting to be hit, then his Master removed his hand and turned and started to walk away, he spoke in his regular voice as he did so, "You have done well, you need no punishment for now. Come, we have much more to do here." Re-See let out a sigh of relief and turned to walk out the door when he saw one of the bodies out of the corner of his eye, he turned and stared into the lifeless eyes and whispered silently, "I'm sorry..." He quickly turned and followed after his Master. Even if the children would have become Jedi they wouldn't have been the same as the Jedi who killed his parents would they? Master Jaquas said they would, but maybe he was wrong...