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Chapter 12
- A Jedi's Weapon -
"So, this is the place."
Benjamin's voice arose as the rest of team avatar craned their heads towards the left of Appa's side. The large bison has been taking them on this long and grueling two-day trip. The long journey had finally come to an end.
Benjamin, and the rest have had to endure but were able to finally locate it. The hidden jedi enclave. This journey took them near the edge of the water tribe borders. The place had a heavy chill to it, the ocean that they were crossing was large and held icebergs.
The wind and fresh snow cut into them as Appa began to slowly descend.
Sokka held along the handles of the saddle. His eyes scanning the area all around. "I don't understand…" Sokka said. Pointing all around the mounds of ice bergs. "Where is the temple…I don't see anything here?"
"Yeah, of course Sokka…" Katara sarcastically spoke, shivering as her teeth chattered while she talked. "It's almost like he keeps on referring to it as the hidden enclave for some reason."
Benjamin peered off the saddle. The snow fell like freshly fallen teardrops, the cold chipped into the pair. Even Aang himself was opting to wear a thick water tribe coat as Appa began to take them down from the sky.
Benjamin's eyes began to follow. The coordinates they followed led them right here. Ben's gaze went over a small piece of land. It was completely covered in snow, but he was able to piece together a measure of flat land for them to land on.
"Aang, land there…" He pointed towards the clearing. Aang following his command as he steered Appa closer to the area. Appa groaned as his ruff paws clamped along the fresh snow.
Benjamin and team avatar disembarking as Appa followed behind. Benjamin was still gazing around, but there still seemed to be nothing around. Just rows and rows of massive ice mountains in all directions.
"Benjamin!" Katara shouted, the young Jedi exile turning around as the water tribe bender pointed towards the clearing. "I think this is it!"
Aang walked over towards Katara. Rubbing his chin as he stared at what she was pointing at.
"It's a dock!"
Ben took a closer gaze at it. The way the snow fell made it appear to be some sort of dock or someplace to land on. Maybe, they were getting closer. There footsteps pounded along the heavy snow as they pushed through.
They already found the dock, meaning that the enclave must be close or not that far at least. It was Aang that spotted it first.
"Guys!" Aang screamed out. Benjamin and the rest running towards Aang as they stopped right in front of the many common ice mountains that protruded from the ground.
"What are you on Aang." Sokka spoke up. His hand going towards the wall as Benjamin followed, Ben's own hand resting on top of the strange wall. "It's just a wall of ice!" Sokka banged on it.
"Yeah, it is!" Benjamin reaffirmed.
Sokka smiled as he spoke with pure admiration. "Yeah, I told you Aang. Look even Benji agrees with me. Come on let's go and look around some more."
Benjamin's eyes softly narrowed as he rested his right hand along the wall. He could feel something…on the other side, it wasn't life or the force but there was something off about this wall. Benjamin began to take a couple of steps backward as the young exile's feet slouched through the snow.
Benjamin took a deep breath, the air so cold that his breath was visible to see as he rested his right hand in front of him. His fingers began to clench and tighten as he felt the weight of the force surround the ice wall.
"What are you doing!" Sokka spoke up, Katara and Aang watching in amazement as they watched Ben use the force.
Ben could hear it…the whirring of gears as the wall began to go down into the earth, the grinding of chains and cogs as Benjamin used the force to help the process. When it was all done, Benjamin and the rest were rewarded with a long corridor. Voided of any light. "Looks like we found it." Benji said. Taking the next steps forward as he was the first to embark down the long halls.
"What did I tell you!" Aang jabbed Sokka playfully. Sokka faking like he was in pain as the rest of team avatar followed Benjamin. The entrance was big enough for Appa to even follow. As they walked in Benjamin used the force once again to lift the wall back into place.
They walked in silence, voided of any conversation as they usually had during such trips. Maybe it was due to the tone of what they were feeling. Katara and Sokka held no idea of what the jedi were, they only truly realized that the history of the world was nearly erased by the fire nation.
People like Benjamin and Aang were the last of their kind…there histories lost, and their kind exterminated by the fire nation. There first real experience with a jedi was with Kiara, the dark jedi that nearly captured them and ended their lives and their journey.
Maybe they didn't speak in reverence of the fallen, maybe it was to contrast of their time at the air temple. They already knew not to get there hopes up. As they walked deeper and deeper the natural light of the cave began to diminish.
Sokka striking up a flame and making a torch as they pushed through. After a couple of minutes, they made their way into a large room. It was maybe the size of a large classroom or a small warehouse, there was a couple of dull stone benches and a large marble fountain.
On the other sides of the room. Three wooden doors were ingrained into the walls possibly leading to certain rooms, thought that was it. The enclave was very small.
Even then…they were degraded due to the natural progression of time. Cobwebs and eroded stone decorated the fountain and benches, even decorating the stone slabs that they walked on. Benjamin had been to the jedi temple on Coruscant, he had felt the weight of the force in those ancient halls and in the other jedi that walked beside him.
He had lived most of his life on the enclave on Dantooine as he aspired to become a Jedi Knight. He could feel the force there in brilliant waves of heat, it came for you in its very pores and the light side of the force rippled in its nature.
This was a hidden enclave. A place where the jedi order if destroyed was meant to meet, a place where those Jedi would train and secretly recruit more members. The same place where the war against the Sith and the Fire Nation would truly begin.
Even so…
Benjamin felt nothing here. The force was dead here. No, dead was too strong of a word…it was empty. An echo of what should have been, but now there was nothing.
"Benji…" Katara spoke up. Walking to his side as Benjamin's own eyes widened as he realized that he had just been staring at the fountain all this time. "Are you okay?"
Benjamin slowly nodded his head. His right hand aimlessly combing through his hair as he watched the stone eroded walls, some parts even growing moss or the cracks breaking like the tendrils that reminded him of his own very force lightning.
'Am I actually fine?' He thought to himself. He stood there for a second. His thoughts rampaging in his head as he just stared around the room.
It was of no secret of Benjamin's own feelings towards the Jedi and the order, even so there was a hollowness within him now. A strange feeling that he couldn't comprehend or explain, loneliness he thought?
He shook his head…he wasn't lonely anymore. He had team avatar with him but even then, they didn't really understand him. Sure, it was partly his fault but even then, he just couldn't tell them. He was the Jedi on this mission.
His goal was to help the avatar restore balance to this world…being the shield to protect him from the dangers. Whether he be blasted, hacked, burnt or chopped into pieces. His goal would forever remain the same…to protect the avatar.
He didn't have time to bask in his emotions or feelings. This era, this enclave is already proof of that…of the great crime the fire nation and Sith had committed. He had said it before, that they have crippled the jedi order.
No, this was far worse than that. The Jedi were gone, he was all that remained. Aunt Wu, she knew of the history, but she wasn't a jedi, not in the way he was. Ben's own eyes went to the room in front of them. Cracking open the door as the dusty air filled the interior room.
Along the way Appa tucked his head into the floor. Sniffing the stone slabs as he laid down. His eyes starting to close as the gang began to hear the hum of the bison's snore. They walked into the room that was in the middle. It arched and led to a larger room.
It was maybe the size of a soccer field. The stone walls stood proud and strong, and the stone slabs that made up the floor in the previous room were now voided. Replaced with thick grey carpet. Benjamin peered around the large room, not seeing any furniture around.
Then it began to dawn on him. "Ah, a training room." Benjamin aimlessly spoke. Causing the others to look at him.
"A training room?" Sokka spoke. His eyes going around the near empty room. "Then why is it so empty. There is no weight training equipment or any sword dummies."
Ben shrugged his shoulders at what Sokka was saying. It was a large room designated for training and that was all there is. It was a hidden enclave, meant to help train the next generation of jedi while maintaining secrecy at all costs.
It wasn't meant to be comfortable, but rather efficient and quick. Too bad that not a single jedi made it this far. They left the training room, now moving towards the door on the left. Ben didn't need to open it; he could already tell that there was the room that he was going to build his saber.
It had to be…
He could feel it from within himself. Benjamin turned around towards the right door as they each entered. Sokka this time was the first one in, pushing through the heavy door with a noisy grinding creak that echoed through the corridors.
The room wasn't as big as the others. Rather longer than the others at the very least. Rows and rows of bunkbeds were littered all along the room, team avatar moving through the bunkbeds as they noticed something pressed against the massive stone wall.
"Oh, a fireplace!" Aang screamed out in pure joy. The young avatar smile spreading along his face as he pointed to it. "Let's make one, I'm freezing over here!" His teeth chattered as he kept up the smile.
"Yeah, he's right." Benjamin agreed. He began to walk over towards the fireplace as team avatar began to put their bags down. Sokka went over to strike up a flame and after a couple of minutes team avatar was nice and toasty.
They began to strip the bunkbeds of there mattresses and blankets as they laid them near the fireplace. The beds were too far away before to get any real good heat. Team avatar began to get settled in for bed while Benjamin stayed up. His eyes fixated on the embars of the roaring flame that sparked.
Maybe it was just Benjamin being tense. Maybe it was his fears of his nightmares that were going to come…but even then, he didn't want to go to sleep. He was tired, but there was a part of him that was still awake. A part of him that there was this distinct fire that was rising in the core of his stomach.
He knew he should wait…he knew that he should just sleep and build it first thing tomorrow, but his body betrayed his thoughts. His right hand went into his pockets. His legs kicking off from the mattress as he held the three crystals in his hand.
The ponite crystal he bought from the pirates. The Barab Ore Ingot Aang gifted to him and finally Kiara's corrupted kyber crystal. The crystals dazzled under the yellow embers of the stocked fire place flames as Ben's own golden eyes soaked there colors in.
"Benjamin, what are you doing up." Sokka groaned as he kicked off his shoes. He was getting settled into bed.
"I'm going to build my lightsaber now." Benjamin absentmindedly spoke. He didn't even take his eyes off the crystal as he said those words, the bluntness and unparalleled command of his voice causing Sokka to stutter.
"Ben, are you sure?" Katara asked as she began to undue her braids while she spoke. "Go to bed…we had a long journey today, just do it tomorrow."
Ben shook his head. Opening his mouth to speak. "I got all the pieces here; I need to build one. I don't know why but I just feel…I got to do it." He clamored on. Stuttering in the process, maybe he was just still confused about the way he felt.
The rest watched him. The young jedi with his strange robes as he held three strange gemstones in the palm of his right hand. Sokka groaned as he knew it was going to be a long night.
"So, I am not going to stop you. Though, you're going to use that red crystal?" Sokka spoke, pointing to Ben's hand.
Ben shook his head. "Nah, I was never a fan of red." He sarcastically jabbed. "The crystal is corrupted and is fueled on the dark side, but I know a technique from long ago to cleanse a crystal. I can heal and refocus it onto me. It will lose its red shine though."
They stared at him. His strange words going over their heads, but they got the overall gist of it. Ben got up in the next second. Pushing himself off the mattress as he walked out of the room. Benjamin pocketed the three crystals.
As he approached and closed the door behind him Benjamin let out another heavy cold breath. Shaking his head as he began to walk towards the final room. Appa's heavy breathing didn't disturb him, rather it made him feel more comfortable.
This place…what it could of have been. It was abandoned and without purpose, a place which was meant to hold over nearly fifty force sensitives was now only being walked by one. Benjamin didn't understand his feelings.
His eyes went down to his left palm. The bandages were removed and now the nubs of his cleaved off fingers were visible to see. There was an emptiness in them, he had fought in many battles and felt pain so intense that he could hardly bear his lightsaber blade.
That pain never amounted to the feeling of losing a limb. He could still feel it…like a red-hot poker stabbing into his spine and searing inside of him. It was a painful feeling that filled him with unsuppressed and violent rage.
Kiara, her grey eyes causing him to bite into his lip. His breathing heavy as he thought of all the horrific shit she had committed. Why did he hesitate? She was nothing more than a murderer and in the last two battles he had let her live…
She needed to die!
Ben let out another deep breath. His rage dissipating as he began to massage his temples. He was still in front of the door, grappling with what was about to happen. It wouldn't help him being so angry while he would cleanse a crystal.
He needed to calm down and better yet learn how to restrain himself better, or he would surely fall to the dark side.
"YOU NEED TO BE BETTER…YOU CAN'T STRIVE TO BE THE JEDI YOU WISH TO BECOME. YOU NEED TO BECOME THE JEDI YOU HAVE TO BECOME."
His master's words echoed in his head. He once again gazed down at the missing fingers. This world was primitive and finding prosthetics would be impossible, but maybe there was a lesson in this…
He pondered more on this. Opening the door as a strange unfamiliar light began to greet him. It was a pure white and it seemed to be naturally coming from the top of the iceberg, maybe it was the morning sun rising through the ice ceiling.
Maybe, this lesson was about hesitation…and how in hesitation lies death. A lesson he had thought he knew, but now was grafted into his very skin.
Benjamin walked into the room. It was the smallest of the two rooms and was maybe the size of a small classroom. Long rows of shelves filled the room. The stone shelves weren't eroded or cracked, though Benjamin could see the boxes arranged onto them.
Ben approached one of the shelves. Picking up one of the closet boxes to him and popping it open, his eyes lighting up like a firecracker as he saw the lightsaber parts. He could see emitters. The emitter of a lightsaber was the part that projected the blade, the guard if you will.
Benjamin put the box back down as he continued walking towards the far end of the room, a large metallic desk was pressed against the wall. Tools were hung above it as Benjamin approached. He realized that this was the place where young force sensitives like himself would construct their blades, using the tools and the force to aid them in the construction.
Benjamin fell to the floor. Tucking his legs in as he held Kiara's lightsaber crystal in the palm of both of his hands. He cupped the shining gemstone, as his fingers lightly graced the sides of the cold crystal.
He could feel the anger…and the hate that was within the crystal. He could even see the black lines that riddled the crystal from the inside, showing that the red blade was not properly focused.
It shocked Benjamin in a way. Kiara was cold and calculated. Her lightsaber for a dark jedi was not crude or inelegant, rather precise and utilitarian, maybe even holding a small part of herself that went into its construction.
Still, to feel such hate and to find out how her crystal wasn't properly focused confused Benjamin. How could someone like her botch such a crucial part up?
Benjamin shook his head as his thoughts were now beginning to whirl out of control. It wasn't the time for that. Now, it was the time to cleanse the crystal so he could embark on the first step of building his blade.
He began to focus his mind, taking in the force. He focused his mind into Kiara's crystal, battling the will and the darkness of the crystal head on. He could see it…the lines of force energy that stemmed from inside of the crystal.
He gripped the crystal harder, letting out an even deeper breath as he felt her pain come to him in powerful waves of cold air. The residual cold of the room working with both the force and the dark side as the dark side began to escape from the crystal.
The small jewel, radiated with hate and anger. Even so Benjamin had to endure it and covered the crystal even tighter. Closing his eyes as sweat began to pour from his brow and drop from his chin, the crimson of the crystal began to glow.
He felt himself riding along the waves of dark side energy that the crystal was producing. The crucible of Kiara's rage. That girl, for someone so composed…she held such anger in her heart.
Benjamin felt it coming at him. Black clouds of malice, formed as the crystal tried to put up one final resistance against his will. He stood in the midst of that storm, unmoved as the heat of the crystal bore into his palms.
Ben closed his eyes tighter. The ripples of violet force lightning dancing along his palms as the crystal was held between that lightning storm, even so Ben did not realize it.
The dark emotions compounded and compacted with his own mind. Though, he stood unmoved and undrawn. Kiara's rage was the dark side in its primal form, giving Benjamin strength and furthering his own power with the dark side of the force.
However, Benjamin did not accept such strength…he held the crystal even tighter. The shrieks and howls of the crystal began to slowly diminish.
The crystal light escaped from Ben's maimed fingers and casted off brilliant lights of crimson, dousing the room with there glow. Even though, slowly Benjamin mediated, slipping to a state of calmness as the brunt of the crystal's dark side energy began to die out.
Once he felt the crystal's dark side energy seep out completely. He finally had the ability to slowly ease himself out of the meditation, slowly parting his eyes as he separated his palms. The crystal hovered in the air as Benjamin kept it afloat with the force, but now it was different.
It was a completely white crystal…white as the snow outside. The crystal had been properly cleansed and now was in its original state. It had been cleansed of Kiara's contamination and was no longer crimson.
He drawn on the wisdom from the time of the old jedi. A cleansing like this would have taken a lot longer, but Kiara's attunement of the crystal must have been rushed for it to come out as imperfect. Even then, Benjamin could feel it…
The dark side energy that was within the crystal…maybe it was Kiara's own dark side echo, or it was himself. Benjamin heard tales of crystal mirroring. Of times where a cleansed crystal would reflect pieces of both it's past and new owners.
Both of its owners were powerful warriors of the dark side of the force. Ben, maybe it was an accident or his own will of the force but the crystal still held the dark side within it. Even as those black lines were gone, and it was cleansed Ben could still feel the echo of the dark side of the force.
Benjamin eyed the remade jewel. In its own strange way, it was a perfect metaphor to his own relationship with the force. Dark Jedi…giving up the force…and now finally a Jedi knight. The light it casted along the room was like a sunlamp and brightened the dingy and cold room.
Benjamin was lucky and he knew it. Sparking his own smile as he raised his hand in triumph. It could have taken many hours or even days to cleanse a blade. Also, it was his first try. Maybe it was his pride or ego, but he just couldn't help but feel astonished with himself.
He gave himself a minute to soak in his victory. Right before pulling the shimmering crystal back into his hands. Covering and closing the crystal with his palms. The dark side of the force would forever be innate within the crystal's nature, but Kiara's corruption had been cleansed.
Once more he allowed himself to stream into the consciousness of the crystal. Following the current, he closed his eyes but it wasn't enough to prevent the searing white light of the crystal. With his own effort, Benjamin began to adjust the crystal matrix to himself. He drew the crystal deeper into himself, both crystal and Jedi becoming one.
He attuned the crystal more closely to himself, to the lines that interconnected all things. His mind turned briefly towards those that had impacted him, like the sparks that brighten when two lightsabers connect. He focused on those bright flames; those lights that kept him tethered.
His mind turned briefly towards the old times. Towards Trissal and Shan, there faces jumbled and coarse from the long and forgotten days. Benjamin could hardly remember them, but he could still remember the emotional churn he felt and experienced. Right before he abandoned them all…to follow Revan and Malak.
"Light and Dark…merely just tools."
Benjamin did not break concentration. The crystal repeating things to him in his own head. His eyes still slammed shut as he felt it near completion. Though, it did dawn on him…why was it doing this?
"Whether it be light or dark you must learn control of your abilities, or it shall lead you to the dark side. You must learn discipline to master it. If you do not learn control…you shall surely fall to the dark side."
Aunt Wu's voice rippled through his head. There it was again. A teaching of the force, something that he was missing. The crystal was now entirely near completion, and the voices were now beginning to die down.
Benjamin was as confused as he was before. Those two statements that the crystal made him remember. Why did it make him remember?
Both quotes were about the force, both light side and dark side. However, one was about using the force as a tool while the other was learning the disciple to master and control it.
'Is the crystal…telling me that the force is really that simple?' Benjamin thought. His eyes still closed even though the crystal had been attuned. For a long while Benjamin had his eyes closed, exhausted and enmeshed with the force, aligning himself and cleansing the crystal had taken a mighty toll on him.
He pondered more on this lesson just like he did a couple of days ago. 'Aunt Wu isn't the first person that said these things to me. The old ancient scroll of the previous ancient jedi of the hyperspace wars believed in such things…'
Yet, Benjamin was still skeptical. Disciple and mastery to learn to control the dark side was insane. He had seen what it had done to people, it was impossible for the force to be categorized like that. For the force, the all-powerful entity that controlled everything and everyone. To be categorized and controlled so easily, it sounded insane. Even as Benjamin tried to chalk it up to an idiot thinking and spewing his dumb philosophy, he even let out a forced chuckle, there was still a part of him that believed it or rather wanted to believe it.
Benjamin after a long while had the strength to finally open his eyes. Welcoming the crystal that hovered in front of him. The process was complete. When he fully regained consciousness and came back to himself, he saw that the once white crystal was now a brilliant amethyst.
The black lines were gone, and the crystal was promptly attuned and cleansed. Smiling, he took the crystal and rested his purple crystal on the bench. He pulled out the ponite and barab ore ingot and rested them next to the purple kyber crystal.
He began to walk through the shelves. Going through the boxes, taking the boxes that held the necessary components he needed to make the skeleton of the lightsaber. The power cell, the insulator, the power field conductor, the crystal chamber and the energy channel.
After he was done finding the lightsaber electronics, Benjamin went towards the other shelves near the entrance. He did note from his prior observation when he first dueled Kiara, that the lightsabers here were identical to the ones the Jedi and Sith used in his universe.
Yet, that created more questions than answers. Why was this world so primitive…when the jedi and Sith were able to create lightsaber blades?
Though, Benjamin shook the thought out of his head. It was a question that he would have to learn the answer to along his journey, and there would be nothing good that would come from trying to theorize an answer.
Benjamin picked up the same box from before. Taking the box top off as he began to pick through the lightsaber pieces. Using the top of the box as an impromptu bag. Now he had to pick out an emitter, a focusing lens, main hilt, switch, hand grip and a pommel cap.
After a couple of minutes of scrounging around the room. Benjamin took the top of the box that contained his parts and rested them on the same desk. Benjamin let out a sigh as he observed the electronics. The violet crystal still buzzing with force energy as Benjamin cracked his neck.
Now it was time, this was the moment of truth. Usually, a lightsaber would take days or weeks to be created. Benjamin rested his palms on the table, his shadow looming over the components.
To make a weapon…any weapon, required time and precision. Benjamin didn't have the time to waste in building his blade, but he did have the precision and know-how of building lightsaber blades. Kreia, during his time training with her gifted him ancient scrolls.
The same scrolls of Exar Kun…the dark lord before Lord Revan. After his fall to the darkside, Exar was able to turn his single bladed weapon into a double bladed. Benjamin did the same thing, turning his once cyan blade into two twirling bright blue blades of destruction.
During that process he suffered trial and error in constructing the weapon. Even so, he learned a plethora of techniques in the way of building lightsabers. Such technique shall aid him on this very day.
Benjamin began to get to work. Moving rapidly, he began to assemble the skeleton of his lightsaber blade. He plucked the tools from the shelf in front of him as he began to screw in and arrange the parts.
This was the first and most crucial part in building a lightsaber blade. The construction of its skeleton. The main part in where both the force and electronics would become one. Benjamin moved keenly and precisely, letting the force flow through him as he furthered construction.
Maybe it took two to three hours. Through, with a heavy breath that emptied from ben's mouth the skeleton of the weapon was finally complete. Ben's clammy hands rested the skeleton and visible electronics of the lightsaber away from each other. He laid the tools back on the shelf, there was no need for them anymore.
His golden eyes hungrily eyed the rest of the pieces. Now, this was the moment of truth. He didn't need the tools anymore…now it was just the force. Benjamin's hands parted, as the pieces and crystals that would make up his lightsaber whirred and spun from the table slowly.
They hovered in the air as Benjamin's golden eyes dazzled like golden ingots. He felt the tension of the force tighten along each piece. The pieces riddled the air as they began to slowly come together. He watched as the ingot and ponite crystal began to hover near the crystal matrix.
Ben narrowed his eyes as he rested his hands between the hovering lightsabers. His open palms moving them together as he watched the two power crystals fall correctly into place. Ben telepathically used the screws to place the emitter into its proper spot, the main hilt and focusing lens following.
The purple kyber crystal hovered in the middle of the construction, Ben was eager, but he knew he had to wait. The pommel cap was swiftly turned and screwed in, the hand grip and switch following after. All the main parts were connected but separated at the middle.
Now was the final piece…the kyber crystal. Benjamin used the force to bring the crystal towards the switch, he heard the clink of his crystal connect as he felt the wave of force energy funnel through the blade.
A cocky smirk etched along his face as he used the force to turn the weapon from the sides to upright. The blade turned and came together as Ben used the final remaining screws to seal the lightsaber blade in place.
Ben observed the lightsaber for a second. It hovered in the air aimlessly as his right hand greeted the soft metal of the blade. The cylindrical hilt is primarily metallic silver in color with black accents and a copper-colored section near the emitter. A flat 'spine' runs most of the length of one side of the hilt. A ring was attached to the pommel to easily connect to Ben's belt.
The blade was certainly different from his last lightsaber, but it was his own…he made it in his image with the parts he had on hand and was very proud of how the blade turned out. He took a deep breath, as he pressed the button.
A clean and brilliant purple blade cut the air of his room. The hum of the weapon was beautiful and music to the exile's ears.
In the times of Exar Kun…and in the times of Revan. A purple blade was mostly associated with Jedi guardians, warriors of the force that grappled with both the light side and the dark side of the force. Users of purple bladed lightsabers were mostly fixated on combat rather than the spiritual side of the force.
Benjamin couldn't help but smile as he gripped the lightsaber blade with his other hand. He adjusted his body into the lightsaber form of shien as he did a couple of practice swings. The blade's musical hum filled his ears as the young exile felt the force well through him.
After a couple of minutes, Benjamin nodded as he was satisfied with his lightsaber. He had purged Kiara's influence, even if the crystal still held the weight of the dark side, it was still Ben's, and he would honor the gift the force had blessed him with.
He deactivated the blade and hung it from his belt. As he began to walk out of the room, he felt strange, it wasn't nostalgia or happiness…but something else, maybe it was content. A feeling that he did everything right for once in his life.
Though, Benjamin knew that this wasn't perfect. He glossed back down to his lightsaber blade. Then back to the nubs on his hand. He had to get stronger for them…no matter what, he wouldn't allow them to get hurt for his mistakes.
So, Benjamin walked out of that room. His back not in view as his golden eyes pierced through the darkness. A Jedi knight with strange red robes and a lightsaber attached to his belt, a true guardian and warrior of the force.
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Benjamin cracked open the door. Letting himself into the main hall as he watched team avatar waiting near the door.
"Benji!" Katara spoke up. "What were you doing in there…you were in there for like a whole day."
"A whole day!" Benjamin repeated, nearly screaming. He couldn't believe it. The passage of time there felt weird, but he at least thought he had been there for a couple of hours. Ben let out a heavy sight as Aang's own lips twisted into a smile.
"You've built it."
"Built what?" Sokka aimlessly spoke. The young boy turning towards where Aang was pointing, seeing an object that reminded him of Kiara's own weapons. "Oh, that light sword…"
"Lightsaber." Benjamin corrected. He stuck out his right hand. He used the force to call the blade to him as it was ripped from his belt and flew into his hands. Benjamin ignited the weapon. The purple blade humming to life. Sokka, Katara and Aang both staring at the weapon in awe.
"That was Kiara's crystal right!" Sokka shouted. Katara and Aang both staring at the strange weapon. They had seen Kiara's lightsabers, but they were red, they just naturally assumed it would follow that color scheme. "The red one!"
Benjamin nodded as Sokka stared aimlessly at the blade. "I didn't know that you can change the color of the lightsaber." Aang said. Benjamin deactivated the blade.
"The corruption of the dark side can be cleared; it can be refocused to a new force sensitive." Benjamin spoke, making sure the group was following him. "Red is not the only color for a lightsaber blade. Red is the symbol of the Sith."
"Then what are the other ones?" Katara asked.
"Too many to count." Ben spoke, but Katara crossed her arms and pouted causing Ben to groan. "Fine. Red, yes is the color of the Sith but there had been situations where Jedi have used it. Blue is the color of the guardian, Green the color of the consular and yellow is of the sentinel."
Sokka took a gulp from his water pouch as he finished, he turned towards Ben. "But your weapon is purple, what does that mean?" He pointed out. Wiping a strand of water from his chin.
"Purple is for those that hold both the light and the dark side within themselves. Those that prefer lightsaber combat like the guardians. Purple isn't the only color out there. Different shades of the main four I mentioned, gold, veridian, bronze, cyan, indigo, orange, white, silver. There are way more out there that have not been discovered or had been lost to legend." Benjamin explained, but he could tell from there faces that even they were confused.
He knew they had more questions but right now was not the time. He turned towards Aang, the young airbender turning towards him as well. "Aang, I am ready now…I have my robes and my lightsaber. I will train more on this journey, but right now we have to figure out our next steps."
Before Aang could speak Ben leveled his hand up, stopping him. "We've been having a lot of fun on this journey, but now we have to get serious." He spoke.
Aang nodded along with him. They did have to get serious, right now to save this world. Not from the fire nation and the Sith. They had to improve they had to adapt. Now the real question is. Where to next?
Author Note
Welp, I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. This one was one of my favorites and I felt that it came out pretty good. Thanks for reading you wonderful and awesome people. For those that need a better visual for what Benjamin's lightsaber looks like. Type in Qu Rahn Lightsaber and that is how Ben's lightsaber is meant to appear. Thanks for reading this chapter and have a wonderful and awesome day.