Trouble and More Trouble

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Carle leaned over the railing of one of the many sparing rooms. Obi-Wan had suggested that the go there to watch some of the mock fights. Currently a blonde human girl and a dark hair human man were sparing. The blonde was easily kicking the brunette's but.

"You know this is actually kinda fun to watch." Mecca said from beside her.

"Oh yes. And you know what that fight down there proves that girls can kick boy's butts if you know what I mean." Carle replied her eyes gleaming.

Mecca shifted in her seat, her blue eyes watching the two Jedi intently. She absently twirled a stand of hair around on her finger.

"Hey, Carle, do you think it would be proper if we went down there and showed off a bit? I mean we're both a bit rust on the floor anyhow." Mecca asked looking at her friend.

"You want to go down there and do your floor routine? Are you nuts?" Carle asked incredulously.

"Awwww. Come on. It'll be fun." Mecca said pouting.

"Be my guest. But I'm not going down there." Carle replied shaking her head.

"CARLE! You do your floor routine in front of the world's best but you wouldn't do it here? That's just wrong." Mecca said giving the slightly older girl a dirty look.

"FINE!" Carle exclaimed standing.

Mecca grinned and leads the way down the stairs to the practice floor. They stopped at a set of benches. Carle sat down.

"You go first." She said as she began untying her boots.

"What? Why?" Mecca asked sitting down next to her also untying her boots.

"It was your idea so you get the honors." Carle said grinning.

"Fine. If you insist but I really was hoping you would go first." Mecca grumbled as she stood and walked to one corner of an empty mat. She took a deep breath and ran to the center where she did a round off backhand spring and landed with her arms up.

The two sparing Jedi paused to watch the sixteen -year-old gymnast.

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"They are here, M'lord." A soft voice hissed from the shadows.

Darth Sidious sat on his throne in a grand underground room. Pillars, dripping blood, held the ceiling up and the floor was dark marble. The lights were turned down so you could barely see.

"Very good, my young apprentice." He said, his voice like nails on a chalkboard.

A pair of bright green eyes flicked up at the Sith Lord.

"What am I to do with them?" The apprentice asked.

"Follow them. Befriend them. They know and trust you. Use that advantage. Then.." Sidious paused, "Destroy them."

The apprentice stepped from the shadows. Long red hair tumbled down the girls back in soft curls. Her knee high six-inch heels clicked softly on the floor. Her black cloak engulfed her whole form. She knelled in front of Sidious.

"Your wish is my command." She said softly, but her voice echoed in the cavernous room.

"Good. Very good. You will do well, my young apprentice. Very well indeed." Sidious said then motioned for her to leave.

The girl stood and walked softly out of the room. She walked to the lifts and stopped to wait for it to come, but then decided against it. She turned to a hidden door and opened it. Quickly she stepped in side, and began climbing the stairs. All 367 of them.

About a quarter of the way up she stopped. She leaned heavily up against a wall. Tear leaked from bright eyes, as she sank to the floor.

She was loyal to her master but she could not kill the two off- worlders. She just couldn't.

For the first time in nearly three years Teren Miller cried.

A/N okay not as long but a least I updated.

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P.S. I'm gonna be gone for two weeks starting the 22 of July so sorry if this is a problem but I will have paper and I will be writing so I will update once I get home.