The journey to the Temple was tense, the undercurrents of the matters at hand and Callera's impending revelations sending energy throughout the shuttle. Thankfully, the trip was silent as she looked out the window. The Temple in all its pre-Empire grandeur and glory, the weight of all its history touching her as she takes it in.

Qui-Gon notices and raises an eyebrow, the silent question about the temple clear.

Shaking her head softly in the negative Callera waits as the shuttle lands in the hangar.

The Force alive with the presence of so many Force users nearly overwhelms her. Her Order had been only a fraction of this size and cobbled together by Master Luke's hope, determination and Holocrons. This Order was still unbroken and unbowed. She'd already changed so much, Callera was determined change its fate as well.

As they travel up the central spire to the High Council chamber, she closes her eyes. 'Those who suffer emotion shall never know peace. There is no emotion, only peace.' Letting both the words of The Book of Law and the Jedi Code fill her and settle her mind. As the doors opened to show the chamber, she slows slight letting everyone else head to the room before. Twelve seats, ten filled already with the two facing her empty. Waiting outside the circle of Masters with Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan as Yoda and the dark-skinned Jedi Master take their seats.

"Come forward Master Qui-Gon and deliver your report."

As he and Obi-Wan move to the center, he motions for Callera to join them as well in the center. "I think the report on this matter would best come from someone with a different perspective on the issue. Knight Callera," she fights back a gasp and stiffens as Qui-Gon uses that title, the gathered Masters also looking intrigued, "knows more about the darkness we face."

"Knight Callera, hmm?" Yoda's eyes probe Callera's as she joins the others in the middle.

"Yes, I am Jedi Knight Callera Bladesinger. My master was Kirana Ti."

The Cerean on the Council chimes in, "To my knowledge there is no Jedi of the that name."

Turning to look at him she tilts her head in acknowledgement. "You are correct, she was or will be granted her knighthood in about forty years and her mastery another decade later." The disbelief rolls across and around her, so she drops her barriers. Her pain and sincerity wash back over the Council through the Force. "I know it sounds unbelievable. I still have trouble believing it every waking moment I am here! One moment I was on Dagobah and then the next I was pulling myself out of lake on Naboo as the Federation invaded."

Spinning to look each member of the High Council in the eyes as she continues to speak. "I come from a time where Jedi are few and scattered thinly. A time where this honored order was reduced to dust and ash, but one small light was determined to rebuild its flame. What I have already done while here, might even put that fate for the galaxy into doubt."

"And why is that?" The dark-skinned Jedi leaning forward and looking at her over steepled hands.

"Because I have already poked the Rancor of Sith plots designed to destroy you."

"The Jedi killed the Sith a thousand years ago." One master chime's in before Yoda intercedes.

"Hard to see the Darkside is. Proof you have?"

"The one who came after the Queen on Tatooine was a Sith Lord, Darth Maul. The dagger and apprentice to the master Darth Sidious. The level of equipment and training he had."

"What would the Sith want with a trade dispute?"

"The dispute is just another step in their long-held goal of destroying the Jedi. Sow chaos, doubt and mistrust. Play many sides against each other to slowly secure their power and weaken your own. Get tax laws passed that make the Trade Federation feel like they have to act, point them at system with a young ruler, bog down the government in as much red tape as possible before offering that young ruler an 'out' to cut through all the bureaucracy."

"You speak of the Supreme Chancellor's issues." The Cerean chimes in again.

"Correct, create such a scandal so as to render him politically impotent during such a crisis. What would a headstrong impatient leader do?"

"A call for a vote of no confidence, remove the Chancellor for a chance to remove all the obstacles allowing for action to be taken to save their world." The dark man next to Yoda filling in the gaps. Callera nods in agreement.

"That would only benefit the Sith…"

"If the Sith get the Chancellor they want." Callera finishes for a different master. "The Sith have gotten better with using more traditional levers of power; money, politics, ambition, greed, things even those who can't touch the Force can use. And that's why you've been blind to them."

*BEEP click* *BEEP click* *BEEP click*

Callera looks down at the commlink on her hip with a vicious smirk. "I did not expect to receive that, and I am sorry for the interruption."

"What was the meaning of that?"

"Captain Panaka of Naboo's Security Forces, letting me know that my help was not needed to secure additional aid and the Queen's plan succeeded."

Qui-Gon interjects, "I would call it your plan that the Queen agreed to."

Callera shrugs, "Either way, the blockade should be over soon."

"How?"

"The Captain delivered to the Judicial Forces sworn testimony from Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan of the fate of their diplomatic vessel, as well as the sensor data of the blockade firing on the queen. They now have the authority to intervene without direct Chancellor approval. Also, the Queen submitted a request to the Treasury Audit Division for a full review of the Trade Federations taxes in regards to deals they have conducted on Naboo."

"An audit to cut off the money, and the Judicial Forces to push them from the system now that they have broken the law with their invasion and blockade."

"Exactly, Master."

"You seem to be as familiar with those same levers of power as you claim the Sith to be." The tone flat with hints of accusation.

"Of course, my Order is aware of them and use them! We're barely a shadow of you in my time! For the older Jedi, being a Jedi was a second occupation; diplomats, smugglers, spies, law enforcement, teachers, scholars, bureaucrats. And so many of us learned, sometimes the best way to affect change is to use the system and make it work. Other times one needs to go outside the system to see justice done." Slowly recentering herself and projecting calm along with her pain."

"Much hate I sense in you, Callera. Touched by the Dark side you are."

"Yes, I have been touched by the Dark side, walked right on that line and even took a step or two over it regretfully. But I try to stay away from it, acting from darker emotions is seductive and dangerous. But I have spent my knighthood protecting and healing those that cannot protect themselves."

Yoda nods in acceptance of her point. "Mentioned the Apprentice you did, but no words on the Master. Curious."

Sighing before looking directly at the small Grand Master, "Trying to think of the best way to say it in ways that you will believe, Master Yoda, and I am coming up short. I have no proof that would satisfy. Only my history. Darth Sidious is a master manipulator and has been under your nose for years." Waving her hand around the Council before continuing, "I wouldn't be surprised if he has met with many of you, and then gloated privately that you don't know that you just met your enemy."

Spinning around more time to look at them all before returning to Yoda. "Darth Sidious is Sheev Palpatine. Senator from Naboo."