Relapse

"Seraphina, I think I found a way for us to leave." Amaro said, removing his mask. He was relieved to have found a way to get her off of this Sith planet they had been on. Being around Seraphina raised all of these new feelings to the surface that Amaro forgot he had: compassion, happiness, and love. Being around her reminded Amaro of how much he really did love her. He just hoped that she felt the same about him.

Seraphina looked at him from where she sat on the couch. "You did? That's great!"

"But we have to hurry." Amaro said. Seraphina got up from the couch and joined Amaro near the door. Amaro opened it and there stood a Stormtrooper.

"Sir, Abaddon would like to see you and the prisoner." The trooper reported before scurrying away.

Amaro sighed. "This could complicate things. We'd better go see him, though. If we don't he'll get suspicious."

"I think he already is suspicious." Seraphina muttered, following Amaro.

They arrived at the room and entered. Amaro dropped to one knee. "Amaro," Abaddon spoke from the shadows. "How does the training go with young Skywalker?"

"A little more difficult than I thought." Amaro admitted, rising to his full height. "She is stubborn. But she will break eventually."

"I feel as though you are not properly training her." There was a pause before his voice returned again. "Kill her."

Seraphina looked between Amaro and the shadows where Abaddon's voice had come from. "Master, she will join us. I just need more time."

"I have given you more time. And I am not pleased with your efforts in trying to turn her. I am ordering you to kill her."

"Master, I-" Amaro suddenly dropped to his knees and clutched his head with both hands, screaming.

"You are developing feelings for this girl. Unacceptable."

Amaro continued to scream, the pain in his head becoming too much. His vision began to turn red and all these new thoughts entered his mind. Ones of Seraphina pretending to care about him and accept him so that she could escape. Seraphina was only gaining his trust to be able to run away later. She didn't care for him. No one did. Only the darkness understood his pain.

Kill her. Abaddon's voice said in his mind.

Amaro opened his eyes and reached for his lightsaber, igniting the red blade, making the area around it glow with the color of blood. He turned to Seraphina and snarled at her. She took a frightened step backwards and fumbled for the lightsaber hilt at her belt that Amaro had allowed her to carry with her. She brought the white blades to life and looked at Amaro.

"Josh? What are you doing?" she asked, clutching the staff tightly.

"My name is Amaro Ahriman!" he shouted. "Josh is dead!"

Tears made their way down Seraphina's cheeks as she watched her best friend, the man she had begun fall in love with, stalk towards her. When he was three feet away, he lunged at her, prepared to attack, completely forgetting about his feelings for Seraphina.

Amber gasped and opened her eyes. She stood up and ran to where the others were sitting in the cafeteria. "I think Seraphina's in danger!"

Ben looked up at his daughter. "Are you sure?"

Amber nodded. "I felt it through the Force. Something's wrong."

Luke stood up, followed by the others. "Where do you think she is?"

Amber shook her head. "I don't know. The Force just told me she was in danger on a Sith planet. You'd think the Force would be a little more specific."

Rey and Ben exchanged a look. "There's Dathomir, Malachor, Moraband, and I'm pretty sure that Mustafar has just become part of the list of Sith planets."

"I think she's Moraband." Amber said. "I'm getting this feeling."

Rey nodded. "We'll start with Moraband." They all grabbed their lightsabers and ran into the hanger and boarded a ship. They blasted off into the icy atmosphere of Hoth before entering hyperspace.

When the ship landed on Moraband, Amber could sense Seraphina's presence on the planet. "She's here. Let's go get her."

Right as Amber started to head in the direction of where Seraphina was, Ben grabbed her arm. "Watch out for Stormtroopers."

Amber smirked. "I'm not worried. They can't hit a thing."

Seraphina blocked the deadly strike aimed for her head. The crimson glow of the blood-colored saber illuminated Amaro's face. The red mixed with the white illumination of Seraphina's lightsaber staff.

"Josh," she whispered. "Please… stop."

Amaro sneered at her. "Stop calling me that! I am Amaro! Josh… is… dead." He hissed, leaning into the locked blades.

Seraphina could feel tears rolling down her cheeks as she battled. She shoved Amaro away, twisting the ends of her lightsaber in the opposite direction of each other, breaking them into two sabers. Amaro raised his lightsaber before charging at her. Seraphina ducked under the swing and swept her left saber to graze the back of his leg.

Amaro screamed in pain and thrust his red blade at Seraphina's abdomen. She sidestepped the burning saber and vaulted over his head, landing behind him.

"I don't want to fight you." She said, lowering her sabers. "This isn't you. I know the real you, Josh."

"You don't know anything about me! You only pretended to care so that way you could escape!" his red saber crashed against hers, shaking her arms.

She looked into his yellow eyes. They bored into her, paralyzing her with their stare. She felt more tears well up in her eyes and when she blinked, they slid down her already tear-stained cheeks.

The door to the room opened and several people ran in. Amber stopped when she saw Seraphina and Amaro battling. "We have to help her!" she shouted, activating her saber.

She rushed towards Seraphina, followed closely by the others. Amaro thrust out his hand towards the approaching group, sending them flying backwards. "This is between me and Seraphina!" he yelled, his yellow eyes flashing dangerously.

Seraphina stepped away from the sabers that separated her from Amaro. She knelt on the ground, folding her legs under her, her sabers deactivated and lying on the ground on in front of her. "I'm not going to fight you." She whispered.

Amaro stalked towards her, his lightsaber hissing. "Then you will die rather easily."

He stopped three paces away from her, his lightsaber raised and ready to plunge into her back. She closed her eyes and a single tear slipped out.

I love you. She whispered across their connection. If she was going to die, then she wanted those to be her last words.

Amaro paused, as if confused. He stared down at the girl in front of him. One swing and she would be gone. One strike and his weakness would no longer be there to torment him. He could be free. He would no longer have to care about anything or anyone anymore.

And yet he couldn't do it.

He couldn't bring himself to end the one thing he cared about.

Slowly, he lowered his saber and extinguished it. He felt himself breathing heavily. His left leg burned. He glanced at the others who were watching him, bewildered.

"No!" his master shrieked. "Kill her! She cares nothing for you. Destroy her!"

Amaro turned to see his master emerging from the darkness with a look of pure hatred on his scarred face. "I said, kill her!"

Amaro looked at the young woman on the ground. "I won't kill her."

"What did you say?"

"I said I won't kill her. I can't kill her."

"Your feelings for this girl have made you weak. I shall kill her myself and then it'll be your turn." Bolts of blue lightening shot out of Abaddon's fingertips towards Seraphina. Amaro jumped in the way, electricity racing over his body. His heart thumped erratically and the lightening felt like it was frying his brain.

Seraphina looked up at Amaro's form. Blue lightening zapped against him and he screamed in pain. Quickly activating one of her sabers, Seraphina vaulted over Amaro's head, landing in between him and the lightening. The crackling sapphire energy surged into her body. She took a painful step forward and thrust her lightsaber through Abaddon's chest.

The lightening ceased and Seraphina yanked her saber out of the Sith and collapsed to the ground. Her heartbeat was inconsistent and she gasped for breath. Her body twitched now and then as the lightening coursed over her body. Amaro crumpled next to her, his breathing labored.

Rey rushed over to her fallen daughter and gingerly touched her forehead. Seraphina's eyes were a dull blue. They no longer held the same brightness they used to. Ben knelt beside his cousin.

"Let's get them out of here." He said. Rey only nodded, on the verge of tears. Ben slid his arms under Seraphina's limp form and lifted her from the ground. Rey and Nathan carried Amaro to the Millennium Falcon.

Once inside the safety of the ship and in hyperspace, Rey sobbed. Ben held her close as she trembled. "It'll be alright." He whispered, rubbing Rey's back.

Rey sniffed. "I already lost her father. I can't lose Seraphina, too."

Ben let out a shushing sound. "You won't lose her."

Author's Note

So, what did everybody think? I really enjoyed writing about the fight between Amaro and Seraphina. I almost cried while writing some of these chapters. Like when Seraphina's master, Dabir Aven died, I cried. Which is funny since I'm the one who decided that he should die. Please review and I have a question for all of you.

If you could act in any movie or TV show, what would it be?

Mine would probably be Star Wars. I would be so happy if I could be in those movies. Even if I died by a Stormtrooper or something, I would still be happy.

Thank you for reading and chapter 8 will be posted soon. I'm already more than halfway through writing it.