Galen's lightsaber whirled and clashed against Cye's lunge for his chest, Galen blocked and gained a few steps of ground but Cye didn't relent. Galen swung forward to attempt to take the younger mans head off but failed, then Cye dashed left, decoyed right and took a central position, he slashed at Galen, cutting Galen's shoulder deeply but not deeply enough. Galen reeled backwards and slid into a crouch, Cye kept Galen at arms length as he sliced three Civilianist men into six sections. Galen growled under his heavy breathe. He dashed up, Bounced off of a large tree and onto the roof of a nearby building, he flashed around and landed cat-footed as roof-shackles splattered and crashed off of the roof.

Cye ripped the tree toward the building and jumped onto it, he dived over a branch and ripped the next from its place, he hurdled the branch like a javelin at Galen, just scrapping Galens leg and ripping the fabric away. Galen grunted as small amounts of blood spat from the graze. Blood flowed freely from his arm as he hurdled his lightsaber at Cye's forehead.


"What is there to explain Master? I seems as though you have your mind set to a answer already." Kallium spoke softly.
"I have not set my mind already. I was just wondering what a Jedi-to-be would want with a Relay station connected to Kamino an Imperial base."
"Its..."
"It's what Kallium?"
"It's where my Father was.. Grown and where Cousin Kayl and Uncle Syen were grown." Kallium admitted with his head hung.
"That doesn't explain why you have accessed that relay station. You were seeking something I presume?"
"I wanted to know how my Father can be so powerful without choosing an alignment."
"Do you wish to abandon your training young Kallium?"
"No Master. I want nothing more than to be a Jedi."
"I sense there is a but that you excluded?"
"But I refuse to abandon my family to do so. My mother means more to me than anything and for all the good I would be able to do, I would be wronging her."
"Kallium, you needn't be powerful to keep hold of your mother."
"That is not why I was looking into his power."
"Why then?"
"I was looking into it as I have heard some... thoughts, I do not hear many but my mother thinks of Father often and I fear she will return to him and I will have to choose, Mother, Jedi or what ever you could class my Father as. But in the Jedi code, attachment is forbidden and I am afraid that I am attached."
"Kallium walk with me."
"Where are we going Master?"
"To where I was Knighted."


The yellow projectile missed its mark as its target smashed to the deck. The rotting-roof slammed into the second floor taking the men down into the un-kept house. Abandoned though it was shouts and gasps penetrated Galens ears as he reached out and gripped Cye with the force, he smashed the younger man into the right hand-side wall, the glass frame smashed and cut into Cye's skin as his arm made a pain-staking crunching sound, he yelped in pain as fragmented bone slipped from his bleeding forearm, the bone was visible as Cye broke Galen's grip and his right hand sweeped over his wound then slammed forward toward Galen as white fragments attacked Galen, six fragments hit before Galen realised what they were and where they were from, they were bone. Bone from a broken arm, covered in a small coating of sticky red blood. Covered in his own and Cyes blood Galen retreated out threw a nearby window, He pushed threw the glass with the force but even so he gained more tiny cuts as he scrambled threw the tiny self-made exit.

Cye collapsed backwards and hit the deck with such force that the rotten floor smashed around him, he desperately tried to reach out with the force to cushion himself against the next impact which was coming closer and closer but he couldn't muster enough to be effective in breaking his fall- he was too weak. At the last moment someone else reached out and took hold of Cye's body before gently lowering it to the moldy-carpeted floor. Cye lay there surrounded and buried by debris as dawn broke and began a new day.

Galen limped away from the building as the sun rose, bloody and bruised, his lightsaber hung like a heavy sword from his left hand, his right hand showed visible damage, chunks and hunks of blood-soaked bone stood to attention as he crossed the line back into friendly terrain.

"Target?!" Galen called from the edge of Civilian territory, as he lumped down and began to claw at the ground as he lost more and more of his precious blood, "Jack? Target! Target!" He shouted again and again for Target's aid yet the nineteen year old didn't appear.

Rahm Kota came to Galen's aid he dropped to his knees beside Galen's wounded arm, he ripped his under-shirt and folded it before he pushed the make-shift bandage on the wound.

"AHHH!"
"Stay still Boy." Kota said before he double took and removed the pressure to look at the wound, "This is a lightsaber wound, why didn't it solidify the blood vessels?" Kota pondered.
"Bu-ild-ing C-y-e." Galen spluttered before coughing blood and passing out.


Caleb Eclipse, clone of Kento Eclipse, neared the battle field clad in nay and white, he kept his hand on his blaster and his other hand behind his back on a short knife that hung in a small pouch-like pocket in the back of his armoured trousers. He had signed up three weeks ago when he had told his mother he wanted some air, he was sick of never seeing his Father and always feeling underused, he had the potential to help end it, why wouldn't anyone allow him that? His mother right now must be going insane after that letter he left on the kitchen table.


A squad of twenty KM soldiers hauled Cye from the building, four supported his body whilst the rest of the number guarded the area so that their Lord could be taken for medical care in safety.
"Galen, where is- he?" Cye asked solemnly.
"Sir, the Civvie Admiral was spotted practically crawling back to his line, we didn't waste ammo on him, no need he'll die from his injuries we presume." KM12 Stated.
"Mak-e su-re he sur-vives." Cye said with as much strength as he could muster.
"Sir! That is against our orders."
"Then take that as your new ord-ers."


"You duelled a Sith? Boy you should thank the force that you are still with us." Kota said as Galen began to get his bearings back.
"Not-a-Sith." Galen garbled out.
"A Jedi? A Jedi wouldn't do this, you are virtually a Jedi yourself!"
"Not-a Jedi."
"What? So his, his neither?!"
"Kallium's Father."
"The Emperor." Kota said with a cold tone.

Galen nodded his head as two Civilianist's hiked him up onto a navy and white stretcher. Galen constantly looked around him en-route to the back-post medical centre for Target but he couldn't see him, eventually Galen cleared his throat and prepared himself for the worst.
"General have you seen him Lieutenant?" Galen addressed the man in front of his head.
"Yes, I have Sir."
"Where is he!?"
"He is in the minor injuries section, he was clipped by some type of vibro-sword."
"Could it have been a lightsaber?"
"I don't know Sir."
"Was he bleeding?"
"No Sir."
"Change the report to lightsaber wound."
"But Sir you, Syen and Kota are the only wielders of that weapon."
"No, were not. The Emperor is like us too."