As the week progressed, Moss started to remember how hard one must work in order to become a Jedi. Zaerqawi's lessons were tough but quickly became his favorite compared to Trando's. Trando's lessons were tough, complex and left Moss sore when they were done.

Moss stood in front of the door. He took a deep breath and the door slid open. He walked into the room where Trando and Moss first met for his lessons. The room was lit from the ceiling and the bookshelves still lined the circular walls. Trando was looking at bookshelves and turned around when Moss entered the room. Trando looked at him and sighed. "What is it?" Moss asked.

"You," he responded gently. "I have been sensing that you are falling deeper into the dark side."

"What! That's impossible," insisted Moss. He stamped his foot in anger.

"Now, now, Moss. Let's not have a conniption. I could be mistaken, but I must know, have you been taking any other lessons from someone else?"

Moss hesitated, "Yes."

"From whom?" asked Trando, his voice still gentle.

"Zaerqawi, but he said it would be okay," Moss said.

"What would be okay?" Trando asked. "What is he teaching you?"

"He said if I could reduce the power used in Dark Side powers, so that no one get hurt or die from it, that it would not go against the Jedi Code."

"You fool! You should know better. You cannot reduce the power so that Dark Side powers do not cause pain." Trando rushed passed Moss towards the door.

"Where are you going?" asked Moss.

"To confront this Dark Jedi that has been tricking you into this blasphemy." Trando opened the door and Moss followed before the door shut. Trando walked briskly down the hall. Moss had to jog to keep up. Trando came to a door and knocked, there was no answer. Trando knocked harder and still no answer. With a quick motion with Trando's hand, the door blew open and Trando strode in, grasping his lightsaber. Moss went into the room that was now filled with a cloud of debris. It looked like Moss's suite that had been given to him when he first arrived. "He isn't in here," stated Trando. "Where could he be?"

"He has me meet him in one of the towers over looking the cliffs," suggested Moss. Trando rushed passed him again and Moss followed. Trando came to the door, and without stopping used the Force to blow open the door. He walked onto the bridge; the icy night wind blew just as strongly like before, whipping the two Jedi's robes around. Again, without stopping, Trando used the Force to blow the door open, and entered the room. He took out his lightsaber, as he made his way through the dust.

Zaerqawi turned away from the window, Trando's dark blue blade gave Zaerqawi's eyes a nice silvery shade of blue. "What is the meaning of this?" he barked.

"You are not a Jedi like you claim to be. You are a Dark Jedi who tried to persuade an already tainted mind to the Dark Side," said Trando. "But now, your plan had failed."

"I'd say," said Zaerqawi sarcastically. "But not entirely. You see, I was sent by the Emperor himself to check out a rumor that the Queen of Naboo has been holding fugitive Jedi. The Empire will be here in a few days." Zaerqawi laughed. "But while I am here, why not have some fun and take a crack at a Jedi or two." Zaerqawi ignited his red lightsaber.

The two of them leapt for ward and met each others blades in mid air and flipped backwards. The two of them jumped again and their blades met for a second time. Every time Trando's blade touched Zaerqawi's there was a bright blue flash. Moss stood helpless in the door way, anger welling up inside him. He tried to choke it down, but found that it was too hard. If he went into battle filled with anger, he would be on the Dark Side. But if he could choke down his anger, he would be willing to fight as a Jedi Knight.

Trando was pushing Zaerqawi towards the window. Their blades buzzing around in quick momentum, Trando's creating bright blue flashes when ever they touched. All while Moss was going through a different kind of battle, a mental one. He was focusing very hard on trying to choke down the anger, but a bright flash brought him out of his concentration and the sound of the windows that wrapped around the room shattered. Moss covered his head, to protect from the flying shards of glass. The wind rushed into the room blowing shards of glass across the floor.

Slowly Moss's anger was going away. Soon he would allow himself to fight. A scream was heard throughout the din. It was Trando's. Moss looked up and saw Trando cornered, about to fall out of the tower. Zaerqawi's blade getting a little to close for comfort towards Trando's chest. Moss ignited his blade and jumped towards Zaerqawi, doing circling motions with his blade. Zaerqawi turned around and blocked Moss's attack. Trando got to his feet and continued on with the attack. Moss didn't like that every time Trando's lightsaber was touched that it gave off a bright flash. It was another little inconvenience along with the roaring wind.

Zaerqawi was working extra hard, and was getting tired. His quick parries were getting slower and he must have known the end was near. He blocked Moss's attack but Moss used the momentum and sliced into Zaerqawi's side, and Trando did the same on the other side. There was a bright blue flash as Moss's and Trando's blades met, it signaled the end of Zaerqawi's life.

Moss and Trando turned off their lightsaber and took a minute to regain themselves. Breathing hard, Trando said, "The Queen must be notified." He walked out of the tower and Moss looked at Zaerqawi's dead body, split in two. He looked away and followed Trando.

Queen Apailana gasped when Trando told her the story of what just happened in the tower. Captain Panaka was standing at her side. "What does this mean, your highness?"

"This means that we prepare for battle," answered Queen Apailana.

"But your highness—."

"I will not leave my people and my guests." She glanced over at Trando and Moss. "After all I have done for them, I will not leave them when the Empire is at our doorstep."

"I wouldn't expect you to, but you can still leave the capital with the Jedi on some ship destined to wherever you will go. And now looking at the situation, I don't think the RSF can handle a full blown battle with the Empire."

"If worse comes to worst," said Trando, "we have a Palace full of Jedi."