The Way of a Siluan

by heatherxenia

Three AgriCorps Jedi survive Order 66. One is shipwrecked in a remote forest and begins to learn the ways of a quiet sect of Lightsiders known as the Siluans. Another tries to run a farm but is nearly thwarted by the Imperial Agriculture Program. A third takes the path of a Dark Jedi, masterminds Imperial agriculture policy...and sets out to destroy the Siluans. Part I complete.

12. The Hunt is On

The Way of a Siluan

Chapter 12: The Hunt is On

"Ry Kyver, you have learned much," Vader said over his rasping breath.

"Yes," Ry said, "I find the Dark Side most enlightening."

"What is your report?"

"All AgriCorps facilities are now under Imperial control. Here is a list of the Jedi and support staff from all locations, with notes on who remains unaccounted for." Ry handed him a data-card.

"I will deal with the Jedi personally," he said.

"Lord Vader, not all who served with AgriCorps were Jedi. Several belonged to a sect known as the Siluans. They lack the power to use the Force as the Jedi do, but they oppose my work and draw the balance of the Force toward the Light. I have already dealt with most of those who were formally associated with AgriCorps, but there are many more, thousands likely, scattered throughout the Galaxy."

"The Emperor desires their destruction."

"Yes," Ry said tersely, annoyed that Vader wouldn't realize that the intentions she was about to express were her own initiative. "I am going to hunt down every last one, but they are hard to find. The way they relate to the Force makes it very difficult to sense their presence precisely. What is your advice? How can I use the Force to sense them more clearly?"

"You use the Force to find all the secrets of agro-chemistry and you can't find a simple Siluan?"

Her eyes flashed. "Even the greatest Sith lords had trouble hunting them!"

"See?" Vader said, "I have roused your anger. The heat of anger drew you to the Dark Side. Now the cold of malice will serve you better. Give yourself to it and no Siluan will elude you."

"I will try," Ry said confidently.

"There is no try, only succeed, unless you are unworthy of the Emperor's favour."

"I will not fail," she said coldly. Her eyes smouldered, and after bowing again, Ry went out.