A/N: I couldn't rightly leave Shaak Ti without having her say in the matter, now could I?
DISCLAIMER: I do not own the referenced characters. Nor will I ever. Probably. :(
I am a warrior.
I fight injustice.
I rescue worlds.
I speak for those whose voices are lost in the gunfire.
Most importantly, I keep the peace.
I know what's right.
I know what's wrong.
There is only light and dark.
There is no gray area.
There are only those who wield power for evil.
And those who wield for good.
I was sure of this.
Unshakable.
Steadfast.
Certain.
And then I met him.
In the dark cavern of the tombstone starship, I met him.
As his blades crashed into mine, my eyes crashed into his.
The pain, the hate, the sheer detestation in that stare clawed through my soul.
If I was truly on the side of righteousness, how could creatures like him feel such hate towards me?
And, suddenly, I wasn't so sure anymore.
A/N: Literally--conceived, typed, and edited in the span of five minutes. Click the link below, and tell me what you think!