Dark Legacy 6
Ben was dreaming dark dreams.
The skies of countless planets were on fire. Ships fell from the sky, exploding as they fell. Three beings watched from the sidelines, directing things as they took place. His mother, Mara, cam into view, and he faced her. He stood in front of her, his crimson blade lit. He swung his blade, and his mother's head came off. He heard something from behind, and moved his lightsaber in an arc behind him. He heard someone gasp behind him, and when he looked, saw his aunt Leia fall to the ground. He turned back, and saw a mass of bodies in front of him. He laughed; a maniacal laugh. Behind him a voice spoke.
"You have done well," The voice paused. "Lord Fier."
Fier turned.
"Thank you, my Master." Fier said.
"You have proven yourself the master of all," The voice said, covered in shadow. "You are better than all, Lord Fier."
"Thank you, Master." Fier said. The shadow pulled back his hood, revealing Ben's face.
"Now, your life truly begins." Ben said to Fier.
Ben awoke from his sleep. He sat up quickly. He was covered with sweat, and he was breathing hard. He put has hand to his face, wiping off the sweat and to make sure it had all been a dream. He began to calm down, catching his breath.
It was just a dream, He told himself. Brought on by my fears. He started to lie down, when something moved in the darkness. He thought he imagined it, but something moved.
And breathed.
The tall figure stepped out of the darkness, his cape flowing behind him. Ben jumped out of bed just as a red lightsaber slashed where he would have been. He called his blade to his hand, and ignited the blue blade. He blocked an attack, and struck back at the tall black figure. His blade struck armor, making it spark and hiss. The figure stopped moving, at least stopped moving forward. The figure split in half, his upper torso sliding off the bottom half. There was no blood, just a voice. It was deep and menacing.
"Now you are mine."
Ben gasped. The room came rushing back to him. It was still night, and he was standing with his lightsaber in his hand. It was still ignited.
Did that really just happen? He thought.
He deactivated his saber, and put it down. He sat on the bed and calmed himself.
I can't tell what's real anymore. Maybe I'm dreaming right now.
He knew he would not find an answer, but he used the Force to calm himself. He then lied back in bed, and tried to fall asleep again. If he was not still sleeping already. Eventually he did fall asleep, but once more his dreams were of dark things. The world once more went away.