The two girls entered the training area. Mecca had a thoughtful expression on her face, Carle just looked plain nervous. The entire way there they had been having a mental debate on weather or not to refresh the Jedi's memory.
"Seriously I think we should tell him." Mecca said giving her friend a hard look.
The door swooshed open, and the face of Obi-Wan Kenobi greeted them. A curious expression on his face.
"Tell me what?" he inquired, raising an eyebrow.
Carle and Mecca gave him the innocent-puppy-dog-look-from-Hell.
"Nothing. Nothing, at all!" they said simultaneously. Then grinned.
Obi-Wan eyed them curiously, "Very well then."
Obi-Wan led the over to a rack. Carle and Mecca flowed meekly. It held silver cylinder shaped objects. The two girls gazed at them curiously. It was strange. Mecca felt an instant connection to the strange silver cylinders.
Obi-Wan picked one up. "This is a light saber, well it's a training saber. This is the weapon you will be using while you are here. I have been given the task of teaching you to use It." he handed the one he had in his hand to Mecca.
Her blue eyes widened, and she was hit with a vision of the past.
A girl in Jedi attire swung a blue light saber in a delicate arc. The training room was silent except the hum of the light saber. Her shoulder length hair spun around her as she easily moved through the kata.
Turn. Sidekick. Turn. Kick and leap. Spin. Kick and strike low. A slow spin. One final strike forward. Bow.
Her blue eyes slid to the shadows of the room. She smiled despite herself. "You can come out, now." She called, her voice calm and patient, "I know you're there."
A brown hair girl stepped from the shadows. "So this is what you do when you should be sleeping." The brunette said, her dark eyes intent.
"Lay off, Calena. It's not like I have any thing better to do." The blonde shot back.
"Hey, don't defensive with me, Melinda." Calena's voice turned soft, "I know that you don't."
Melinda looked at Calena and smiled. "I know you do, darling, I know you do."
Melinda looked down at the light saber in her hand it was still activated. She held it up and stared at the shimmering blade.
"I can't help it. I don't sleep well any more. Her death still replays in my mind. I know her blood still stains the sand, on that horrendous dust ball the call a planet. Her eyes, the pain in them. It still burns. I don't know why it had to end like that. If only…" Melinda trailed off.
Calena walked over to her friend and placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. "Many people died in the beginning and they still are, the war will tear us all. But you can't let your self live in the past. It will destroy you. Mourn Bailey, but don't let that sorrow consume you." She told her friend gentle.
Melinda looked you at Calena. She smiled weakly. Her blue eyes unfogged and she bowed her head. "I'm sorry." She whispered, more to her self then Calena.
"There is nothing to be sorry for. Now, while we're in here let's spar!" Calena said.
Melinda smiled at her friend and nodded. Calena gave her should a gentle pat of comfort before she doffed her cloak. She pulled her light saber off her belt and ignited it. She held the silvery blade in front of her face. A ghost of a smirk shone behind the blade.
Melinda shook her head, and held her own up in a salute.
"On guard!" Calena yelled and the fight was on.
The next thing Mecca knew. She was on her back with Carle's face looming over her. Her dark brown eyes glinted with worry. A strand of brown hair fell over her shoulder.
Where have I seen that look recently? She asked her self.
"Are you alright, Mecca?" Carle asked.
"Yeah I'm fine. What happened?" Mecca replied.
"One minute you were standing there staring off in to space, then the next you went flying through the air like you had been hit with a wave of energy." Carle told her.
Only then did Mecca notice she was laying in the middle of the practice mat. She noticed something digging in to the palm of her hand. She looked down. The training light saber was still held tightly in her grip.
Oh no. No more twists. It can't be. She thought as she looked back up at Carle, her blue eyes wide.
"I think this is really important." Mecca said slowly.
"Go on." Carle urged.
"I think I just had a vision of the past. Our past Carle." Mecca told her.
"Well of course you could see…"
"Our Jedi past." Mecca amended softly.
Carle stared at her in shock…………….
A/N thank goodness I'm back. What a hectic two weeks it's been. So seriously why do they call it a vacation? Can anyone answer that? (Sigh) An interesting chapter to say the least. And the plot thickens. So I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Now that I'm back I will get back to updating regularly. Oh I got the coolest birthday present. I got to see the Return to Flight mission STS114 up close and personal. It was so awesome.
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time is a waste of life: I told her that when she called yesterday. And thank you for sympathizing with me knowing Coach did not. (Humph) and I did have fun on my trip for the most part. And thanks for the early Happy Birth Day. THANKS FOR THE REVIEW!
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