I could hear screaming through the fog the Force had shrouded my mind in, the white-gray mist surrounding me all I could see in my dreams.

I stretched with my mind, frowning. Something didn't feel right, something felt...... Dark.

Then I heard it again. The scream, sounding like my Masters voice, and a laugh. A mans laugh. Why did it sound so familar though?

The fog around me shifted suddenly, that laughter ringing out again through the mist, calling to me in a way. I push against the Force, begging it to let me see. I didn't like what I felt, whatever it was, I needed to see, and it wasn't letting me. Why....?

My heart seemed to stutter to a stop as a cold sensation rushed over my body, that laugh sounding through the mist yet again. Beckoning.

No...... No no no..... It couldn't be, but if it was him.....

Fully aware now of my Masters mind keeping me asleep in the Force, I consciously shove at her with all the Force energy I could call to me, sending a desperate apology her way as well for any pain it may cause. I had to see, had to know it was all just a dream, that he wasn't there, and my Master.....

With a desperate cry I push violently once more, the Force finally giving way to my mind as I forced it away from me.

Everything flashed white, then to nothing as I slowly began to stir in my body once more.

I blinked, the feeling of the Dark side of the Force in the room confusing to me at first.

Then I see it, as my Master calls out "No!" In the most broken voice I'd ever heard from her.

I sit up in bed quickly and take in my surroundings, the morning sun shining in through the now broken window casting everything in a sickly yellow.

Before me was my Master, on her knees and bleeding, her lightsaber laying out of reach to her side. Several Imperial troopers were scattered throughout the room, some by the bed and pointing their guns at me, but most of them were trained on my Master.

And standing in front of her, with his hooded cloak not even out of place, stood the man with the yellow eyes. The Sith Lord. With his red lightsaber pointed at my Masters tear stricken face, casting it red with its crimson color.

"The girl's awake, sir. What should we do?" One of the troopers beside the bed asks. I simply stare at the scene before me in numb horror, too shocked to act.

"Nothing, leave her to me." The man looks to me then, his yellow eyes gleaming in triumph as he smiles.

"How nice of you to finally join us, little one. I was getting worried that your master pushed you too deep into sleep, but you fought her and returned yourself, it seems. Tell me, did my calls reach you, little one?" He shifts towards me and laughs.

"Your master was trying so hard to keep you from waking, from witnessing all this, but it has failed! Not even she can keep me from you! Isn't that funny?"

He continued to laugh, my Master using the opportunity to look to me with desperate eyes.

"Don't speak to him, Calese! He will only try to trick you!" She lurches forward in an attempt to stand, but the Sith shifts and pushes his blade right up against her neck, searing flesh and making her cry out from the pain, forcing her to rock back to her slumping position.

"No! Leave my Master alone!" I slide off the bed to my feet, intending to rush over to my Master, but the trooper who spoke earlier pushes his rifle against my head, stopping me.

Sighing the Sith looks down at my Master, clearly not amused by her words, before speaking to me once more.

"Tell me little one. How does it feel to have your own master try to destroy your mind?" He glances towards me. "The betrayal....."

My heart skips a beat in fear at the look in his eyes. He smiles slowly, like a predator. "Certainly rage filling, no?"

I set my jaw stubbornly, ready to call him a lying sith spit since my Master would never do something like that, when I see my Master turn her head away from me.

Shame and a feeling I couldn't discern flowed into me from our bond. I frown in confusion and fear, hoping it wasn't true, and look to her.

"Master...? Why won't you look at me? Is..... Is he telling the truth...?" I clasp my hand up to my chest, as if trying to prevent any pain from coming into my heart. "I don't understand, please Master, tell me!"

My voice got desperate in the end as I saw a fresh tear leak from my Masters eye.

She still refused to look at me.

The man laughs at my Masters lack of response, making me jump as I look back into his eyes. Only now aware that he had been studying me the whole time.

"She doesn't even try to deny it! This shows you the truth of it, doesn't it, little padawan?"

I clench my fists, not even protesting him calling me padawan once more as the feeling of betrayal slowly starting to creep into my heart. I knew he could feel otherwise, but I put on a tough face anyway, and lowered my arm to my side.

Sith were known to lie, I had to know what 'truth' they were referring to. My voice showed none of my hearts quivering as I spoke to him.

"What truth is that, exactly? I only know as much as I have seen, so why should I trust your words? You haven't told me anything of the truth either."

The man scoffs at this and lowers his lightsaber slightly. "You have already felt the truth of your master lying, what more could I possibly tell you to convince you more of this?"

I glance to my Master at the truth of his words. 'He was right, I did sense it... But still....' I thought reluctantly, still wanting her to deny it.

Hoping she would.

I flinched back a little as I realized I had projected that, making it all to easy for him to hear after his previous attack in the delegation room and from having to push back at the Force to wake up earlier, my minds guards being paper thin at this point.

I hastly look back to the man as I heard his boots move across the floor towards me, an approving smile on his face that sent chills down my spine.

The trooper aiming the blaster at my head quickly moving away as he approached, not seeing a need to be that close to the Sith and his lightsaber.

"Do you trust me, little one? Enough even, to ask me for the truth, instead of your master?" He says low, a deep purr of predatorial approval that froze me to the spot in instinctual fear.

Glancing towards his lightsaber as he came closer I tried to supress the fear though as his dark form came to a stop before me, blocking my view of my Master.

I stubbornly say nothing in response, the taste of iron acompanying the sudden sharp pain in my mouth.

He laughs at my attempt at defience and raises his hand slowly to my face, goading me to react. I repressed the urge to flinch back, clenching my fists as he puts his gloved hand against my cheek.

"Hmm, yes, I do quite like you." He eyes spark with satisfaction. His hand slides down as he tilts my chin up once more, forcing me to look into his eyes. I met them with a glare, my suppressed anger over my Masters injuries building just by being closer to him.

"Yes.... Tell me, little one, shall we make a deal? I'll tell you many truths, about what has happened while you've been forced to sleep the night away, and even about the Force itself."

He slowly loosens his grip on my chin, but I don't try to pull away, his eyes holding me in place as I watch the power swimming in their depth. "The price isn't even that high, really. I simply want you to come with me for awhile. Let me show you these truths, personally."

The Force chimes urgently in my head once more, almost forcing my attention away from the Sith, but I dare not try to figure it out now, both mine and my Masters life depended on me focusing on what was happening before me.

I unconsciously reached out to my Master through the bond, hoping she'll say something, anything in response, but find darkness coiled around her mind instead, blocking her from me. I frown at first, before realizing the truth.

The man had put her in a barrier, simular to what he did to me the first time our eyes had met.

No.... For how long....?

What was he saying to her in there, as she tried to scream and reach to me? To tell me the truth he says she can't?

Suddenly a wave of light pushed out from my Master, chasing the darkness away from her mind as she finally broke through. Relief yet fear coursed through me as I realized she was consciously back. The Sith noticing as well as anger poured out from him and he glanced back towards her, making me flinch in fear for my Master.

What would he do to her, now that he couldn't garantee her silence?

My Master surely felt these feelings through our bond as well, for she suddenly turns her head towards me, sees the man in front of me, and screams. "No! Don't listen to his lies! Please Calese, he hasn't even told you the truth to why I was keeping you supressed!"

I focused on the truth in my Masters words as the Sith angrily turned and began walking back to her with a snarl.

"Mas-" I had no time to warn her as she urgently began to talk over me.

"Just listen to me Calese! I had to! I had to try and hide you within the Force so that I could protect you! The Temple was destroyed yesterday, we lost Coruscant, the Sith attacked us! Right now the Senate is being Forced to sign the Treaty due to the circumstances, but this Sith Lord is just using the distraction to come after you!" My eyes widen in shock. "Since so many Jedi died on Coruscant the other knights won't be able to sense what has happened here to us until its too late! The other Masters we came with were fighting the other two Sith Lords when I left to come to you last night, I'm not sure of their fates, but when I got here he was trying to take you! I forced you to sleep deeper because I couldn't let him have you! He would- "

The man puts her in a Force choke as he reaches her, clearly having enough of her words as he lifted her into the air, my Master grabbing her throat as she strugged desperately to breath.

"Shut it you Jedi filth. You are interupting our conversation."

He spoke deceptively calm to her, almost polite, but he was furious.

"No!" I screamed and ran towards them, taking advantage of the gun no longer pointed at my head, only for him to use his other hand that still held the activated lightsaber to force push me, sending me flying to the side and into the wall by the window, cracking it.

I fell to the floor with a choked gasp as my vision blurred.

Though I dimly realized the troopers weren't even bothering to come over and point their blasters at me again, clearly just standing to the sides to ensure we didn't manage to escape.

I struggled to my hands and knees and lifted my head just in time to see the Sith tighten his grip on his saber with a look of disgust towards my Master. Right before thrusting it through my her chest.

"Learn your place, scum." He finally growled in fury as he pulled his saber out, releasing his Force choke and letting her fall sideways to the floor with a resounding thud.

Her eyes found mine as blood fell from her mouth, her last words coming to me through our bond.

'Run my love, please...'

I stared into her eyes in horror as the light left them, her last shundering breath stilling her body for good.

The world seemed to freeze.

But my heart did not.

Thump-thump.....

Thump-thump.....

No..... No.....

Noooo!

The world resumed as I screamed, the force gathering around me in a thick choking cloud as I launched myself in a blur towards the man, Force pulling my Masters saber to me at the same time and activating it mid-air, bringing it down on him in my rage.

Green met red once more as he turned in a blur and blocked my swing above his head in surprise, his black cloak fluttering outwards as my momentum forced him to step back before he secured his balance and threw me into the air with a shove.

I flipped backwards before landing in front of him, my vision blurred red and ears ringing as the sun framed my figure against the broken window frame in darkness.

I barely noticed the troopers running out the room, not wanting to be caught up in our lightsabers, nor heard the Sith laugh with pure joy as they did so.

"Yes! This is what I was talking about! Let your hate fuel your power! Take revenge for your master!" He spread his arms out to his sides as he laughed.

A primal growl raged from me as the Dark Side whispered promising things about power from within the Force, wanting to help. To get revenge for my Master as well.

For me to just call on it.

But I didn't listen.

Instead I yanked it into me, channeling it along with the Light Side of the Force, ignoring their screams at each other from within my body as they swirled together.

I would use them.

I would use them both, to ensure his death.

Without warning I launched myself up and over him with the burst of speed from my new found power, quickly spinning and aiming for his side as I landed. He spins as well and blocks it easily, his eyes alight, as if he was having fun.

"Well well little padawan! You are quite nimble and quick, unlike your master!"

That was my trigger, and he knew it. I screamed in rage, pulling more of the Force into me, the room beginning to shake and the sounds of metal buckling echoing around us.

The man stumbles back away from me as the floor suddenly buckles, putting himself at the perfect angle of the busted out window.

He looked surprised by my sudden increase in power.

I didn't really think he had the right to be.

I met his eyes as he struggled for balance and glared daggers.

With a snarl I raised my hand towards him, now glowing with swirling golden energy, as both sides of the Force continued to build in me, warping the room and making the floor begin to crumble around us as everything shook. Suddenly a whisper growled out from me in one of the darkest voices I had ever heard come from my mouth.

And yet I was confident he would hear me anyway.

If I had a mirror just then as I talked, my eyes would've reflected back to me, one golden yellow, and one still my own teal one, yet filled with hatred.

"Die and be torn asunder by the Force, you miserable sith spit."

His eyes widened as he realized what I was about to do, but thats all he had time for.

I released it.

All the energy I had pulled, I launched towards him, a shockwave blasting out of my body from the sheer force of it. Both sides of the Force bucking and twisting around each other violently as they barreled out of the only exit I was giving them. Straight through him.

He flew out of the window screaming as it hit his center and went through, carrying him over and down out of sight as the building began to crumble around me.

But I didnt care.

I could feel it through the Force, the way it had torn through him, leaving a gaping hole where there shouldn't be.

And I was pleased.

With a thud I dropped to my knees numbly, exhausted. All my energy had been sucked out of me by the Force as it tore through my body and into his.

But I couldn't seem to care.

The whole room groaned as it shaked around me, pieces falling down along the cracks littering the floor, walls, and ceiling.

But I still didn't care.

My Master was dead, and now the sith spit who did it to her was too.

Tired.... So tired....

...Would Master mind if I closed my eyes for a moment....?

...Master....

I had to go to her.

I glance to my Masters fallen form and slowly start to crawl over to her body, pieces of the roof barely missing me.

I had to go to her. I had to get her out of here.

Tears sprung to my eyes.

She... needed a proper burial.

Suddenly the room was choking with the presence of both sides of the Force once more, both sides screaming at me in anger, making me stop my desperate crawl as I looked around with lidded eyes in building confusion.

I didn't understand.

I hadn't pulled the Force here, so why was it swarming me?

I could feel it spinning around me at a nausious rate as it screamed, hurting my head so bad I winced and grabbed my head as the pressure intensified.

"What are you doing?! Stop! I have to go to my Master!" I shouted desperately, but to no avail. They just screamed back louder.

I pushed at them with my mind, trying to call the Force to me as my Master had taught me so many years ago, to control it once again so I could relieve some of the pain and reach my Master, but it never came.

It didn't head my call at all.

I blinked slowly as a thought came unbidden to my mind at this.

That.... wasn't possible, was it....?

I tried again, but the same thing happened. This time with a feeling pushed strongly at me from both sides of the Force, confirming my fears.

Rejection.

My eyes widened in horror.

The Force was rejecting me.

Neither the light nor the dark wanted me.

It wouldn't obey, because..... I... I was....

I whimpered, unable to think of a reason myself. Because why...?

I felt the words in answer come into my head from the Force itself. Both sides seeming to have a voice that echoed over the others and around me at once.

'Chosen' One says with a soft womans voice.

'Chosen' The other says in a powerful mans voice.

'You must choose me'

Their voices eclipsed each others, both demanding yet holding the promise of power.

'For Peace'

They both say, eclipsing each other yet again.

As I gasped in shock from the sudden release from the pain in my head an old mans sigh could be heard, bringing a great sense of inner peace and balance with it into the Force, seeming to rile both sides even more.

The Force thrashed violently around me as the man spoke.

'My children can not have you for their games.' They screamed at this. 'Leave, child. You have many things left to do.'

A deep feeling of certainty went through me at that. Something within me responding to this older mans words even as my brows furrowed in confusion.

I could no longer be here.

It wasn't time.

I screamed and reached for my Master instinctively as renewed pain lanced through my body, not understanding what was going on and why both sides of the Force were working together to hurt me as a cyclone of Force threw everything away from me and lifted me up.

Both sides of the Force echoed with reluctance as if being forced to lift me, knowing something I did not about what was going on.

As I hovered within the whirlwind of Force I tried desperately to look through the wall of blinding energy surrounding me as reality and color itself seemed to bend and warp on the other side, but everything began to fade into each other and twist upwards.

Even my Master was warped and pulled to the top on the other side as I screamed for her.

The Force was turning into a funnel, and at the top was a hole of nothing-ness.

Not even the color from the ever-blending world outside of my own personal cyclone of Force appeared within it as it was all sucked to the top. It looked like a blackhole.

And it certainly felt like the end as I was forced to stare up into it from where I floated.

Suddenly the Force violently pushed me towards the nothing-ness at the top as the world outside turned into a dizzying flash of colors streaking by. My hair came undone from its braid from the pulling winds and whipped around my face as I screamed once more and tried to curl up into myself in fear, hoping to protect myself from whatever was to come.

Yet as the darkness swallowed me up I thought I heard my Masters voice echo in after me through the Force, tinged with sadness and regret.

"Oh Calese...."