Trouble and More Trouble

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Extracted from the diaries of Madame Teren Annie Miller

I know what I must do. Though I don't want to do it. Carle and I have been friends forever. But I must be loyal to my Master. Even if that loyalty means the life of a very good friend. We know she is here. Lord Sidious made sure of that. He sensed the two girls from Earth are very powerful. I fear for their lives. Master wants them dead and me to kill them.

I believe he thinks they might interfere with his plans for the war. Though I do not think that is the case. The Separatists have become unaccountably strong. More and more systems are joining their cause. Master is very pleased with that. I only hope the galaxy will not resolve to war. I hope diplomacy will be the continuing acts of the Republic.

Master would be very upset if he knew I was thinking that. No doubt he would have be killed for treason. For three years I have served his evil cause. No more. As soon as Carle and Mecca know what they must do I will make sure they have no resistance in doing so.

I pray to the forces that be that the girls will be safe in the many long battles ahead. I will hopefully be there to see the galaxy return the peace though if I am not I will know I have died for a good cause and that many lives were saved because of that one selfless act.

I have been here for three years. Far too long for my taste if you know what I mean. I have yet to discover my reason for being here. But I hope that those reasons, what ever they are, are good ones for my sake and the galaxy's.

The Jedi have found the two girls and are caring for them until they can return home. If only I could have been that lucky. But in stead my life has become a living hell, if you get my drift.

I wish that the Jedi had been the one's to find me. Not Lord Sidious. I shudder at the very thought of his name. Of all the horrible things he-.

NO! Stop this train of thought immediately. It will only make matters worse. Like I need that right now.

All my time here has taught me one thing. Devotion hurts. That is the plain and simple truth. But if you are a good enough pet the Master might loosen his hold on the leash, and then you can plan your revenge.

Sidious doesn't know I have been writing in a journal. I am one of the few who can write on paper any more on Coruscant. It is a given trait. And I am so happy that I lived most of my life on Earth where I was free of this terror.

I fear the Darkness in me. The Darkness that the sith has unleashed. I had it under control for so long, but not any more. I've changed. My hair has grown longer; my eyes have lost their sparkle. When I look in the mirror I don't see a care free 18- year-old; I see someone torn by the harshness of life.

What happened to the down to earth girl from Suffolk who was getting ready to go to college?

This power is strong. And I fear what might happen if Lord Sidious finds a way to use it- use me.

This live was placed before me. And I must do what I must if I am to succeed in my mission.

I have vowed to help Carle and Mecca as much as I can in their up coming trails, and in doing so I will defy my master. Which that thought in and of its self I a terrifying one.

War will not be the downfall of this wonderful galaxy. Oh no! I will not allow it to be. I would gladly die then see innocent people die because of some stupid plot.

This is the vow I have taken and I will uphold it no matter what happens.

Sidious is strong, but Friendship is stronger. The tie that bind Carle, Mecca, and I are strong one. We have known each other since we were kids. I hope that will be enough.

A/N okay a little strange but hay what happens, happens. REVIEW PEOPLE REVIEW I KNOW YOU ARE OUT THERE COME ON I'M DIEIN' HERE PLEASE REVIEW DON'T MAKE ME BEG! I am soooo sorry for the curse word I feel so bad but it fit. OH I'm having a freaking conniption over here. (sniff) I usually don't have curse words in my stories but this is an exception so if it offends I am so SORRY (snifsnif) it makes me feel so bad.

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Serabiwarrior 88: (Sigh) a Mary Sue is just a Mary Sue. There is no real way to explain it but I'll try. It like the most perfect girls, I mean prissy prim proper, meets Mr. Bad Boy (sigh dreamily) and they fall in love and every thing is lovey dovey. Understand? THANKS FOR THE REVIEW!

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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.