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Chapter 22
Ben's form shot straight up. Sweat bearing down his body as he felt the distinctive chill of the fresh morning air waft along him. His back huddled rigid over the bed. He grudgingly shifted his body, grimacing through clenched teeth as he felt the welts and bruises that lined up his body.
He felt something strange along his right leg. Slightly pushing the blanket off he saw the glint of metal as he lightly moved his leg from the cover. His eyes drawn towards the metal leg brace. He sighed, remembering the injuries he had sustained during his last battle with the dark jedi…and that Sith Lord.
He squinted as his palm went to his face. Eyes drawn forward as he began to remember the weight of what had just happened. That block stopping his force abilities was lifted due to remembering his mother's face. Yet, it was no match against a true Sith Lord. He was able to handle the dark jedi, even using a bit of Jar Kai to wield one of the fallen dark jedi's lightsabers.
Still, it wasn't enough. He took the time to gloss around his surroundings. Paying attention to where he was. He kicked himself off the cot as he saw the sunlight peer from the ice igloo in which he resided in. His feet tickled along the carpet of a deceased animal as he put weight on his legs.
He nearly barreled over as he had to quickly put the other down to stabilize himself. He looked around as he got a feel of the room. There were two rectangular coffee tables. One holding the metal braces and what appeared to be other medicine and other tonics. While the other held his equipment, his robes or whatever left of them…and his lightsaber.
He quickly rushed to put on the robes. Even then, he was shocked to find out that there had been repairs. Stitching lined up the red cloth, and there was even another shoulder guard that was implanted to replace the lost one. This one contrasting the brown with a silvery grey.
Benjamin grabbed his lightsaber. Flipping it over as he made sure it was in proper order, right before leaving he ignited the blade. Seeing the purple beam ignite as he did a couple of practice swings to make sure it wouldn't short out or had its inner workings damaged. "All right…" He muttered to himself as he turned it off. Reconnecting it to his belt as he began to walk out of the tent.
As he pushed past the flaps his eyes traced along the strange place. They were in the northern areas of the water tribes. Far away from the earth kingdom but he had never seen a place like this before. It was a city constructed of ice.
"Benjamin…he's up!"
He turned towards the familiar voice. Only to be steamrolled by Aang as the young airbender's arms latched along his neck. "Benji, your awake!"
Katara and the rest of team avatar following shortly afterwards, including Jet. "How long was I out." He finally spoke as he separated Aang from him.
Sokka spoke first. "A week and a half. You really succumbed to some bad injuries…but the water tribe has some of the best healers out there."
Ben nodded, absorbing the information as his eyes trained towards his metal leg brace. He instinctively flexed his arm. He was sure that he broke it, but it felt more ached and strained. Still, he didn't feel comfortable using it.
There were jedi techniques to help block out pain…such techniques were something Benjamin had a feeling he would need to figure out or relearn. "Come on guys, the chieftain of the tribe is probably going to want to meet Benjamin." Katara said. Ushering them forward.
Yet with a closed hand along his shoulder Ben was stopped. It was Jet. "Hey guys, go off without me…me and Jet are going to talk, and we'll catch up with you."
With a couple of nods, they began to leave one by one down the ice paved streets as Ben turned to Jet.
"What is it, Jet?" Benjamin asked.
Jet took a heavy breath. Wrapping his arms around himself as he gazed down at his shoes. "Listen, Benjamin. I am sorry, for everything. I didn't realize how big of a scope everything truly was before…"
Benjamin listened on. Jet striked him as someone who didn't apologize a lot. Mostly sticking to his ideals and goals. Yet, he was proving him wrong.
"When you were in the spirit world, I took up your lightsaber and tried to fight back. Yet, I was completely overwhelmed and reminded of how powerless I was. Even in that cavern, I was no match and was far more useless…"
"Oi, Jet." Benjamin rested his hands on his shoulder. "It's alright, really. There are somethings that I can deal with as a Jedi while some of you guys can't. There is no dishonor in such things."
Jet's eyes narrowed. Pushing himself free from Benjamin's grasp as his brown eyes locked deeply into Ben's golden ones. His thumb going to his chest. "Well, there is to me…I was weak, and I lost my home. Not once but twice to the fire nation, I am sick of being weak and helpless anymore!" He proclaimed.
He turned away from Ben. Staring off and into the waters of the water tribe. Illuminating both men's faces as Jet struggled with himself. He didn't face Ben, but he parted his lips to still speak.
"I don't won't to lose anyone ever again…I want the power to help others and to protect the ones I've grown to care for." He squinted, his fingers rolling into two steady fists as he finally had the strength to face Ben. "Benjamin, I wish to learn the ways of the force. To learn the ways of the jedi order…and become a true Knight."
Benjamin felt it. The anger that stirred within Jet's heart. The anger that stirred within him that was aimed at the fire nation like an arrow. In his anger it would give him power and great strength, but in the end, it would lead to the dark side and suffering.
"Is this really what you want, Jet?" Benjamin questioned. "Being a Jedi isn't some field trip or something that you can stop being…you walk down this path, there is no return."
Benjamin knew what it was like. He was once a Sith…then gave it all up and now walks the path of the Jedi. It wasn't some picnic, and he was still haunted by the sins of his past. Jet could be an even greater asset to his team by not being a jedi. Not having a lightsaber strapped to his waist or by not hearing the taint of the dark side could aid him far more than Benjamin.
Yet, he didn't see Jet waiver at all. He didn't see him get tensed or felt the stress emanate from him. His mind was concluded. Ben sighed. Leaning against the wall of the hut. "Alright then…"
Ben nodded his head. Eyes drawn forward as he turned to Jet. "Alright, before we awaken you to the force, I want you to do something for me. You're walking the path of the Jedi now and you need to act like it…"
"Okay, anything." Jet affirmed.
"Alright, how much money do you got on you?"
Jet stared at him perplexed. Shaking his head as his fingers scratched it as he was mildly confused by the strange question. "Um…I got a couple of bronze coins on me right now. The rest of our stuff is still on Appa."
"Alright then. Jet, your first mission as a jedi is to buy three gemstones. It doesn't matter what but get a good feeling from them and return back to me." Ben waved off. Pushing himself off the wall.
"Wait, any gemstone? What for…"
Benjamin cocked his head back as he began to walk. "For your lightsaber!" He screamed back out. With those words Benjamin began to depart and meet up with his friends. He had to meet with the chieftain and see what was going on while he was asleep.
As Benjamin walked to where he thought the chieftain and where team avatar was receding. He was deep in thought as his boots clamped along the ice and the snow. Gaze drawn forward as he tried to compact and center himself.
He was a master of another apprentice…Jet. The headstrong freedom fighter leader that they picked up after his home was destroyed. His first mission was to get the gemstones required to build a lightsaber. Benjamin even though he ordered Jet to do that. He didn't like the idea of it.
There were many ways to build a lightsaber, but the most elusive part is attaining a good focusing crystal. Benjamin's first lightsaber in his old universe, he picked up on the dantooine natural crystal formation. A brilliant cyan blade it created.
Yet, this wasn't the only way to get a proper focusing crystal. You could uncorrupt a focusing crystal, a risky and a tedious process. You could build a synthetic which is stronger, but you must prioritize the development and the slightest error could result in your days of work being all for nothing. Or you could do what Ben was having Jet do…hoping that he would feel something in the market, and in that crystal would be a figment of force energy.
Still, that wasn't his main problem with things. He didn't like the fact that not only Jet…but Haru as well already had lightsabers. Sure, Haru had a lightsaber handed down to him from his grandmother that was already premade, but Jet as well was building his own. Both boys were given weapons to kill and to destroy their enemies.
Benjamin had a lot of issues with the order, but he believed like many in the order, that all Jedi should learn to respect their lightsaber. It was a powerful weapon that embodied a Jedi. It took years for a Jedi to attain the right to build one and to undertake the journey to find or create their crystal.
Jet and Haru would be the new knights…the next masters of the coming era. He didn't like the idea of forcing them down the quicker path but what other choice did he have? They didn't have the time for Benjamin to find a place to create a temple, they didn't have the time for Benjamin to coddle them and teach them the jedi traditions. No, they needed to their weapons so they wouldn't die.
Ben stopped in front of the ice castle. Climbing up the stairs as they fixated ahead. He let out a subtle sigh as he began to understand what was going to happen. As he walked through the veil of fabric that functioned as a door Benjamin saw team avatar talking to two old men.
"Benjamin…" Katara waved him by as Ben approached. The two older men giving off two bows as Ben awkwardly held out his hand for a strong handshake, only to drop it.
"Master…Jedi." The chieftain spoke. "It is an honor to meet with you."
Benjamin nodded his head. "Likewise…I have been out for a couple of days so could you give me the quick rundown of things."
As they all sat down Benjamin began to get a quick recap of what had happened while he was asleep. Somehow after his duel with the dark jedi and losing to the Sith lord, somehow, he was able to survive. Only pushed on by will alone he was able to in a sleeplike state push through the water caverns and make his way to his comrades.
By this point he had broken bones and a bad head injury. His friends not wasting time in taking him to the water tribe to get him healed. They arrived and they did just that. Making a brace for his bad leg, sewing up and repairing his robes, and even using special water bending practices to help the process of aiding in his recovery.
"Okay, then…" Benjamin spoke after the run down. "Now what are we planning to do here?"
He turned towards Aang and the rest of the team as he spoke. Aang raising his voice to be heard. "Master Pakku came to the city to help train me. So, we're going to spend some time here and train to become a water bending master."
Ben nodded. Nothing was bad…hell, it seemed like everything for the first time in their journey was starting to work out. The fire nation was far away, they were able to get away from the Sith, and now Aang has a stable source of learning water bending.
"Alright, so I guess this is it." Ben talked. Shaking the hands of both chieftain and master as team avatar turned away.
As they began to descend the steps. Benjamin began to wave to them. "Wait your not coming with us?" Questioned Katara.
Ben shook his head. "Nah, I'm going to go meditate for a little while…got to center myself for a bit."
They looked at him, compelled to say something but they decided against it. Waving him bye before they went. It was partially the truth, Benjamin wanted some alone time to get his thoughts in order, and especially to have a quick smoke or two. Still, there was an even more pressing matter.
Ulic's last words were for him to meditate and try to reach out to his master here. He dealt with the block in his force abilities. Now it was time to deal with the reason Meetra abandoned him once again.
Benjamin made his way through the town. Back into the little hut he woke up in at the start of the day. Wrapping his legs up as he closed his eyes. Immersing himself deep within the force as he felt everything slowly begin to silence around him.
Benjamin took a deep breath, locking along the ocean current of the northern water tribe. The waters that freely touched everything and was uncontrolled. Held together by there own will. Benjamin fixated on that thought, striving to reach out and to touch his outer perspectives. Until…
Benjamin felt the warm wind whip across his face first as he creaked open his eyes. His golden eyes tracing along the dirt and rays of green grass that was displayed at his fingertips. He pushed himself from the ground. Tilting his head as he saw her…
She wasn't blue…or rather had the cyan ghostlike appearance. It was his master, Meetra Surik. He could see her neck length brown hair and those warm blue eyes. Her heavy brown robe and beige inner robe. The lightsaber that was attached to her belt was clear as day to see.
"Master Surik…" Benjamin spoke the words.
It was different than before; both could see it. Benjamin had matured, becoming a Jedi once again and walking down that path. Realizing that in the end that she was right, that he couldn't be on the side lines anymore and pitying himself. Rather, he had to gain the strength to fight back against this cruel world.
Yet, Meetra could feel it…the dark side. Within Benjamin the dark side was very strong, due to the hands of his father and the trauma of the war it had only made it worse. Still, the dark side even after Benjamin became a Jedi was still strong. It had only gotten stronger, and she knew that he had came to that slippery slope nearly a dozen times.
"It's beautiful here. Don't you think?" She questioned to Benjamin. Walking towards his side as she gazed past him. Benjamin turning around to see what she was staring at, only for him to…
"Dantooine, The jedi Enclave."
Legend had it. That a jedi master built the place over four millennia ago. He could see the cracks of the stone walls that surrounded the enclave. A prominent feature on Dantooine, the Jedi Enclave's façade was fashioned from local stone and masonry and made distinctive by large fin-like stone structures that encircled the complex's main buildings.
The grey metal of the walkway, the way the dantooine twin suns would pitch over the ocean and roaring rapids.
Both of there robes fluttered in the wind as they watched the sunset…master and apprentice, one last time. After his mother gave him over to the Jedi on Coruscant he was tested for force sensitivity, shocking the jedi masters with raw force power they believed he could become a true Jedi Knight. Sending him over to Dantooine to further his training and abilities. That was until they realized that he couldn't harness any abilities of the light.
He had spent the innocence of his childhood in this place…separated from the galaxy until the beginning to the mandalorian wars, the echo still following him many years after. "What is the meaning of this master Surik…why are you reaching out to me right now."
"Benjamin…" She turned towards him. "Do you honestly believe I had abandoned you?"
Benjamin didn't speak. Eyes still directed back along the dantooine sunset. Ben choosing not to answer the question.
"Foolish boy, your feelings and the dark side within you created a block on our connection. Your pain and guilt created a powerful echo in the force that didn't allow us to contact until you reached a place that would allow such things."
Ben didn't say anything. Until…the scene began to warp. Eyes fixating ahead as it changed a second later, discounting as he nearly lurched backwards. "What the fuck…" He muttered to himself as his eyes began to trace along the newly devised scene.
Trees were uprooted, grass burnt, the enclave was destroyed. Blaster holes, missal barrages that rippled through those ancient places. "Sometimes, things just change…we don't understand why but they just do." She pointed with her hand. "…that is what dantooine looks like now. After you left, Malak would level the place to the ground. Funny isn't, all we've ever wanted to do was get away from here. To travel the stars and become true Jedi knights. Yet, right now, all I feel is regret and disappointment."
"It was so safe here…learning the force, being with friends, there were bad times, but we made it through together." She sighed. "I fought because we believed in it. Afterwards I left for the unknown regions, I needed to find myself. Afterwards I did what you did…reconnected with the force and battled against the Sith. I didn't have the time to pity myself or to regret the past. All I could do was move on with my life, I followed my destiny and the will of the force."
Benjamin finally turned towards her. Both drawing upon the other, once brother and sister…once apprentice and master. Now, they didn't understand what the other was to the other.
"…if I had not followed Revan to war. I would've been here, most likely dying due to the orbital bombardment. But the force had other plans, and my destiny led me down to another path."
"Meetra, what is this about. I've become a Jedi again…I am following the avatar and trying to become the jedi you think I can be." He grunted, agitated that he couldn't get it right. That now just like the Jedi from before Meetra was never satisfied. Always demanding more but not being a proper teacher. "You keep on talking about destiny and the force…but I don't see it that way, maybe the force isn't what you think it is."
Meetra turned towards him. Narrowed eyes as Ben started to see the coldness that leaked from them, the coldness the Mandalorians saw and respected on the battlefield. "I don't know your destiny, Benjamin. I can only guide you on your journey…our destinies separated when you followed Revan, and I fled to the Outer Rim."
She squinted. Anger frothing from her as her finger went towards Ben's chest. "Yet, I do know this. You lack control of your emotions. Your pride, anger, fear, pain and guilt. It has caused you to lash out against the world and your enemies. You live in a constant state of revenge and killing. You don't even talk to your friends about your problems, they can only watch through pursed lips, praying that you will speak to them about your issues."
Benjamin sneered. Pushing her hand off him.
"Look at what you did to all those dark jedi, to the fire nation soldiers…to that old man that was just living his life."
"Don't give me that, I did what I had to do…jedi passivity, I only face my enemies once." Ben maintained.
Meetra snarled at him. "I get that, I understand that a Jedi must take a life at times to preserve life. But you have taken things too far. You enjoy killing, the moment you tasted blood, like a wild animal you have lost control. Your allure and curiosity of the dark side has led you to making darker connections that weren't there before…and that old man."
"He was a Mandalorian…he got what he fucking deserved."
She shook her head, disappointment coming from her glare. "He got what he deserved? You tortured him in his own home, butchered him like an animal. You fried that fire nation soldier with your lightning because you gave into your anger. Face it, Benjamin. You lost control. Your rage and hatred took over. That…this is not the jedi way."
She threw her robe back, the tabard falling to the ground as Benjamin circled away from her. Taking his gaze off the ruins as he took a heavy breath. "Anyone, that sides against me and my friends gets what's coming to them. Whether they be fire nation, Mandalorian, or Sith. They get what they deserved." He insulted.
"Well, that's a very Sith way of looking at it." She spoke. She turned towards Benjamin, narrowed eyes peering into the velvet of his soul. "Benjamin, you are not the only Jedi in the galaxy to have lost someone they loved. Whether it be your mother, your comrades, or your innocence to the war. This is about the choices you're making. It is time to finally move on with your life!"
Benjamin gnashed his teeth together, he thought she understood. But he was wrong, she was like the Jedi. He forgot how she once was, that voice, that irritating voice in his head that thwarted and pestered him. "Stop…talking!" He screamed, his lightsaber sparking to life. "No one…will tell me how to feel, you or the rest of the Jedi!"
Meetra's blue blade ignited from her hilt. Drawing it towards her with the force as both blue and purple compacted with the other. Ben pivoted forward, slashing at her midsection as she deflected. The boy following over with a mighty overhead slash. She clutched her blade tighter, the impact of the swing nearly sending her flying.
Benjamin advanced; Meetra wasn't thinking straight. Even in this place, between the force and the world…she was at a disadvantage. When she thought of doing this before, she expected a Benjamin like the one that he once was. A young boy with talent.
Now he was a boy of nearly sixteen years, a watchman of the Jedi order due to circumstance and necessity. Even then, she was hardly able to hold off the barrage of attacks he was throwing at her. His mastery of the Shien form, through countless hours and those times in which life and death were separated by the thinnest of threads has cultivated a powerful warrior of the force.
Both blades locked together. Meetra parting her lips. "You're striking with your anger, your hate, your aggressive feelings. Like a Sith…"
"Fuck you, Surik!" He screamed in her face. Breaking through the blade lock as he force pushed her away. "I hate the Sith!"
She followed through with a blur of martial might. Her lightsaber in a flurry of strikes as Benjamin tightened up his defense. His own blade following in a blur as he rushed to evade and defend. Meetra's voice in his ear as she appeared from around him. "Even hating the Sith just fuels the dark side within you, Benjamin."
"Light side…dark side, there merely just tools!"
Meetra stopped moving. The only sound for a second was the hum of there lightsabers as she stared at her apprentice perplexed with widened eyes. "Is that…what you've been telling yourself all this time?" Benjamin didn't answer, merely gripping the blade with both hands as Meetra scowled at his direction. "You fool, that's the lie…the justification, that others before you have chosen. You're fooling yourself if you honestly believe the will of the force can be twisted like that."
He stopped speaking, hair clouding his eyes as his master thought that she finally got through to him. "Benji…" She spoke softly, her raised left hand to greet him. That was when she felt it, malice and anger warping together like a powerful storm.
Benjamin's neck cracked back into place. The sulfuric orange of the Sith overtaking his once golden eyes as he raised his left palm, already cracking with the purple volts of force lightning. "Jedi lies!" He yelled.
The volts traveled towards Meetra as they spanned into many arcs. Fixated on her midsection as she acted fast. The volts traveling in a rapid pace as she threw herself into the force. The ground in front of her broke, ripping into the soil as she made an impromptu shield out of dirt and stone.
The lightning impacted as she lifted her blade and reinforced her barrier to hold off the barrage. When it was over, or rather the brunt of it was completed she lashed out. Tossing the boulder with a force augmented push as Benjamin with a blur of dark side energy ripped it in two from the middle.
That was when Meetra could see it, that was when she began to understand. She saw the way the volts rode along Benjamin's body, how the volts curled along his blade as the dark side emanated from him. Benjamin leaped forward, seeing only red as his master force pushed him away. The false Jedi colliding into the dirt as he force pulled his lightsaber back into his hands.
"There are consequences for everything we do. You must choose who and what you are going to be, if you continue to drift, you will go to the dark side."
Ben leaped towards her once again. There blades locked into a saber lock by the chest as Ben snarled like a rabid animal, fury and anger warping his heart as Meetra stood strong and composed, like a true Jedi. "The dark side feeds on anger and, in turn, feeds your anger."
Benjamin cleaved, the purple beam going towards Meetra's head as she could only raise her blade to stop the blow. Yet, it was far too strong. Benjamin knocking her off her feet as she was thrown to the ground. Her blue blade unignited as it vanished back into its hilt.
"You already know this, Ben. The dark side of the force has become far too easy for you to call on. The final consequence of what your doing is that you will fall." Meetra reached for her lightsaber, Benjamin throwing himself back into his stance as Meetra gazed back at her blade. Lightly moving the hilt between her fingers as she took a heavy breath, this time not engaging but rather attaching it back to her belt. "Ben, I will not fight you…"
Benjamin sneered, separating his left hand from his blade as the purple beam hovered over the dirt along his tightened grip. "Way I am feeling, Master." He spoke sarcastically, danger radiating in his voice at the jab. "…that's a real bad idea."
Meetra didn't hesitate, she didn't bask in fear or worry. This was now all up to Benjamin…he wasn't a child anymore, he had to make this decision for himself.
"Then take your lightsaber and strike me down with all your anger and hate. Complete your journey to the dark side…" She raised her right hand, pointing at the ruins of the enclave. The framing starting to slowly shift and shape. Contorting into the fire nation academy he had saw in that vision from before. "…and then go join the Sith and the fire nation. Your almost one of them now."
Benjamin hovered over her for a second. Eyeing her as he felt everything slowly start to dawn on him…closing his eyes and emptying with a heavy breath. He felt everything slowly start to seep out. Opening his eyes, they were back to normal.
He unignited his blade and returned it back to his belt. Meetra softly grinning that he chose to stick to the light and that her gamble worked. "I'm not sure who I am anymore, Meetra. I am just confused, more than ever."
She walked over. Resting both hands-on Benjamin's shoulder as she watched him. "Your stuck where you once were. Alone and afraid, scared of making connections, but giving into your hate and anger…because you believe within yourself, that they hold truth in them."
She threw her other hand over towards Benjamin as the scene began to change. Water benders, earth benders, fire benders. There bodies were arranged on top of a mountain. Volts of brilliant violet light erupting from it like the center of a storm.
"If you keep on continuing down this path…this shall be your future. Even when you think you have lost everything, there is always more to lose, is this what you want?"
It was him…
Wearing deep heavy robes that sunk into his body, his unnatural grey skin and black veins that shot through him like a syringe. His maniacal laughter clouding the air as the purple volts fried everything in sight. His lightsaber hilt, now bearing a true crimson blade ejected from the hilt. Wearing faint red tattoos over his face like the prior Sith he had slain. Yet, it was the corpses that were arranged along his feet. The corpse of friends and comrades. "No…I don't want this."
"Then good…decide what to do now, then."
With those final words the world that was created began to break into fragments like blocks of sand. Benjamin feeling everything once again grow heavier as he was brought back to his senses.
Ben stared down at his lap for a second. Right hand combing through his locks of hair as he still tried to make sense of what had happened prior. Him and his master, spoke once again, yet it wasn't the type of reunion he was hoping for. Rather it was quite depressing.
He needed to get his act together. His master was right…the dark side had become something that gotten far too easy to call on, he had remarked on this when he was in Jet's Forest after his first duel with, the dark Jedi.
He took out his Holocron…the one containing the prior lord of the Sith, Exar Kun. Benjamin took a heavy breath. Putting it back into his pocket. 'I'll deal with this later…' He thought, right before Jet erupted into his room.
"Yo…" He spoke up. Getting off his knees as jet ran towards him with heavy breaths.
"I got them, Ben." Jet uttered. Raising his clenched hands. Benjamin took the jewels from jet as he began to eye them up.
They weren't much. One of them was a faint red ruby that you would see in necklaces, another was a deep green jade. They weren't notable elements for a lightsaber, but they had to do what they had to do with such short time. But…
He raised the third and final crystal to catch the gleam of the sun. It was a light blue crystal; it was freezing to the touch as he winced from the cold glare. He could feel the force well up in this crystal. "Jet, what crystal is this?" He examined as he continued to observe it's qualities.
"I don't really know, the locals told me how it was a pretty rare one. It only forms deep in ice caves, but I got this weird feeling when I was holding it."
Ben nodded his head, already getting enough information. "A permafrost crystal…"
"A permafrost crystal, what is that?" Jet questioned.
"It's a crystal that forms in unique northern or ice regions on selective worlds. They hold a unique cold glare to their lightsaber blades." Ben smirked, nodding at his apprentices find. Tossing the jewels back to Jet. "This will make an excellent focus for a lightsaber crystal."
After those words both boys left. Ben leading the way as Jet followed behind. "Where are we going now?"
"Isn't it obvious…" Ben spoke up. Seeing Appa eating hay in the distance as Jet and him both began to walk side by side. "It's time Jet for you to build your lightsaber."