Chapter 5

Mallie fell to the ground, as the hand around her neck dropped her suddenly, she rubbed her neck and was in a fit of uncontrollable coughs. Her saber fell before her as the scaly leader doubled over and fell to the ground his eyes still wide open wearing his last moments of sure surprise. She looked up to see her rescuer. He stood in an overprotective stance and eyed the other men around her. She was taken aback to see her husband standing there, he was so near to her. He had come back and was with her now. Mallie's chest rose with pride for him while his rose with a deep seeded anger.

Kento face was contorted into a blind rage, ignoring the years of training, where he had learned to keep his emotions in check and never attack in anger. Several members of the gang quickly realized what was about to happen and started to leave tripping over one another. The bouncing crimson, green, gold, and purple lights from the nightclub eerily caressed Kento's face, he looked manic. He prepared to raise his green saber to strike down the rest of the males who had been prepared to witness Mallie's demise as they tried to flee the scene. He attacked. The movement was swift and precise as he tore through each man until there was only one left. The last fateful man was backing up against the wall of the ally, his hands raised defensively in front of his face. His forehead was drenched in sweat, his body was quivering and his eyes were shooting glances in each direction looking for some sort of savior. When none came, his eyes widen as he took in the sheer amount of dead comrades lying at Kento's feet and the fact that he would join them soon.

"Please" he begged Kento, sweat trickling down the side of his cheeks. Kento brushed the man's pleas aside, as well as his own Jedi ideals of attacking an unarmed person and thrust his saber down only to find it clashing with another. The connection of the two lightsabers created a shower of sparks that light up every corner of the ally, it was eerily beautiful.

Galen stood unmoving between Kento and the weak male. Without saying any words they both, deactivated their lightsabers and straightened up stiffly, but something between them had changed for the moment and a dark aura grew between the two. Kento was breathing hard and simply looked at Galen, whose face was unreadable. Galen turned to face the man he had just protected while Mallie's splutters called for Kento's attention so he darted for her.

After reaching his wife, Kento fell to his knees facing Mallie's surprised face. He had found her. He didn't quite know what to do or say but simply stared back at her with his own custodial expression. His eyes searched hers for the words he wanted to say, but his mouth moved wordlessly, and then placed his hands on her arms searching for any possible sign of injury but found none. Relief welled up inside of him. To him, it didn't matter that he had just taken the lives of so many as long as his love was safe. He looked over his shoulder at Galen, who was trying to calm the man he had saved from Kento's emotional rampage. Galen was too preoccupied to take notice of Mallie and Kento, so he took advantage of the situation. Kento reached underneath his robes and yanked at the chain that held Mallie's ring. With ashamed eyes he placed the chain and its contents into the tender hand of his wife, closing his own fingers around hers. This action said more than actual words could.

Mallie's brunette hair fell around her, creating a curtain to hide her face. With graceful movements she fingered the delicate chain that woven itself in and out of her hand as well as her heart strings. Mallie's eyes sparkled with unshed tears, looking between her husband's war scarred face and the ring in her hand, she leapt forward, fully aware of Galen's presence behind them. To her, this single gesture of Kento's was the most caring thing he had ever done in his life and some some reason she was absurdly proud of him in that moment. Her arms wrapped themselves around Kento's stiff neck, which loosened upon her touch and kissed him passionately. Kento was caught off guard for a moment but eagerly returned her affection, while his arms slid around her back and he held her close. To him the kiss was a reassurance that she was safe and would never leave his side. Her hands lovingly cupped his face while he scooped the back of her hair into his hands. When they finally broke apart Mallie's eyes shot upwards at Galen who only stood feet behind Kento's back.

He just stood there, not sure what to make of the situation and his face reflected this, as his eyebrows were raised and his mouth was open to form a small "o". Taking this rare moment of silence from Galen as pure shock Kento helped Mallie up to her feet, now that there were not more secrets between him and his brother; he kept his hand firmly placed around Mallie's tender waist. She gripped Kento's robes nervously as Galen ran a hand through his wavy blonde locks before awkwardly saying,

"I always thought there was something between you two but never really had proof, well uh…until now," he said as an off comment but his voice grew serious, "What are you going to do?" Mallie and Kento exchanged glances. There was something between them, an unspoken bond, they didn't need words as they were connected together by something more. Galen observed his quiet transfer, he had never witnessed anything more private in his life so he felt the need to look away but couldn't.

"We're leaving," replied Kento flatly as Mallie nodded in agreement, "We can't stay with the order any longer". His grip on his wife tightened, "She's pregnant Galen". Galen stood frozen his mind was racing. Pregnant? Mallie? He looked at Galen and Mallie, they were both so young, one a warrior the other a comforting angel, now they would raise a child together giving up their entire past. The idea seemed unfeasible but it existed in the form of thr two people before him.

If Kento left, Galen would lose his dearest companion and friend, but he understood the need to abandon everything they once held in the highest importance. Galen simply nodded back to the couple who peered at him anxiously as if somehow seeking his approval. Both he and Kento stepped forward, embracing each other as brothers and when they separated Mallie took Kento's place kissing Galen sweetly on the cheek, her warmth was overwhelming. Sliding her delicate hand in his, Mallie and Kento began to walk away only to pause as Kento looked back for a final time at his friend.

Galen stood there, letting time pass, the club lights danced upon his face, pondering about the future of his friend and his own. No doubt he would have to return to the temple, alone, he would simply tell the masters, and Kento's own master, the self-dismissal of the two Jedis. His lips curled into a small smile as Galen couldn't help but feel joy for the couple, he didn't know of that many Jedis who fell in love, his smile faded slightly. His mind was drawn back to the earlier events of the night. Kento had not been in control of his emotions; this was a trait that Galen knew Kento had struggled with for years, if this problem grew…

Galen's eyebrows knitted themselves together. He thought about the dangers of being in love. Being in love created passion, and from passion stemmed anger, anger in turn created a seed that could potentially lead a person, even as strong as Kento, away from the light. Love, he wondered, could it also lead back to the light once a person was consumed by darkness? Galen scolded himself, he needed to have more faith in his friend and in his wife. Mallie had always kept a special place within his own heart, she had this effect on many people, her gentle nature was unsuitable for battle but the comfort and warmth she exuded was a highly rare trait in any person. He trusted that Mallie would keep Kento in check and protect him from the dark, as she was a guiding light. His face smoothed out as he started his trek to the temple but not before silently wishing Mallie and Kento good luck and that the force may be with them both.