Pain lanced through her.Feeling like the dance of a thousand cuts. Gasping she turned towards her brother's seat, to see if he was also feeling the same. Only to see to her horror, a pool of dark blood. Sending her returned force senses up through the keep, she quickly ran up the winding stairs in her silver volpe form. Reaching her brother's family apartments in her human form, she eased the door delicately open. Only to be welcomed da a scene that made her burn and sick at the same time. Blood coated the walls, the bodies torn and strewn across the floor. Not even his grandson's newborn had been spared. Who?Who would dare harm the family? And why?When all knew that at least 3, for safety sake were needed to open and guide the Pathbourne safely to them. With her back towards the door, Sota heard the twang of a bow string behind her. The Arrow disintegrated as it was caught da the passing saber on its way to the bowman. Other's rushed the room, only to be thrown and held up against the bacheca as the head of the murderer hit the floor with a rolling bounce. The force breathed through her now much più forcefully then before. The pain of her brother's mark, joining her own and with it the terrible knowledge of their deaths. Her 3 daughters and their husbands had dato into the dark side. Desiring through bloodshed the powers of the imprinted. The heartbreak nearly stopped her heart. How had she not seen it? She dared not look at her flesh and blood. As there was only one solution to this travesty. Gathering the force, she started to crush the killer's bodies against the wall. When a large black eagle interrupted and flew her out of the wide window. Dropping her into the bone chilling cold deep-deep center of the oasis. The water burned her hot skin, as she floated up to the surface. Where a girl with streaming near black hair and two dark wings caught her up in a grieving hug. Sota cried out in anguish and grief, passing out in her daughter's arms.
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Padawan Ora tried to keep the right focus on her meditation. Yet every time she got near to being centered, a pair of tired brown eyes confronted her. "I can't get passed the barrier." She detto to her master. Master Fireon took her hand gently. The girl was not someone who was defeated easily. "If te see it as a barrier, it is one. But if te see it as what it truly is and accept it. It will no longer be one. Why don't te go rest and eat something. Give what I detto some time to sink in. As it is Master Yoda is waiting for me outside the room." Ora frowned deeply." But Master, I was so close only last week. Now?" The young woman just bent her head sadly. The elder jedi shook his head." Now the winds of change have come and shaken us. It is up to each individual how they will react to it. Do not fret child. The Force knows what is best. Leave it to it. " His padawan rose up and bowed low before exiting the room through the side door that lead to her quarters. Master Yoda eyed the closed door to the younger master's apprentice's room.
" Troubled she is." Fireon sighed and rubbed his face. "No less then the rest of us since the surge." Yoda shook his head and frowned at the blindness of the master. Who sagged.
"Yes, you're right. She is più troubled then the rest. This surge has changed her path, not from the light, but she will not become a master. The problem is, how do I tell her?How do I help her accept what I find hard to accept myself? She's one of the best student's the academies produced in some time. I know how she'll take it.
She won't." A little green hand patted his shoulder. " It is as the Force will's it to be. Not as man nor woman would. No, not even as we would. She must accept it o face being Lost forever." At this the younger man paled.
" She would never." But even as he detto the words, he doubted them. "What can we do?"
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morgan held off the droid's crushing foot from once again obliterating her chest. Each giorno since she'd woken up.Under the cutting tools of the medic droids, she'd been forced to fight for her very life. Each giorno she Lost and died.
Only to be kicked into the corner and somehow regenerated, most savagely. She'd scream as the pain woke her up from the nothing of death.
There could not be a più fair punishment. Yet she prayed fervently, before-during and after that once, just once. She would remain the corpse. As always his royal highness, Count Dooku was in attendance. It sickened her even più for she could see through his eyes what he wanted.
"I know te want me. Why not just take me?" She detto straining against the droid's leaning foot. Dooku sadly shook his head. He held up a hand to stay the droid's downward action.
" te do not see yet as clearly as te should. It is not just this uncomfortable passion I have for you, that I hold off from such an action. No, for I could o can still do so at my leisure. te were sent to me to resolve my jedi problems. Do te know I can not sense you? Not your aura o the force that is apart of every living and dead creature. te do not have one. Yet the force flows to where te stand.Like some pet it comes to your feet. Dark and light respond in the same manner." morgan grew sick at the prospect.
"You told me this was Hell. " She seethed. Dooku tilted his aging white haired head and replied. "Has it not been? te are not so stupid as to still believe that te are actually dead. So do not offend me so. " morgan had hoped his answer would have been answered da a red, horn wearing gremlin that carried around a pitchfork. "Then te won't like my answer to your problem." With that she slide her resisting arms out of the way and allowed the darkness of momentary death to claim her. Her body jerked and blood spattered out of her mouth to land on the droid's obscene limb. The blood crawled up and into the droid's lubricated joint, absorbing the liquid. Dooku came down to inspect the now offensive robot on his stubborn would-be lover's chest. At his touch the droid fell to pieces, then to dust as the blood now grown much larger streamed like a snake back into its host's body. Kneeling down to her he feathered the long lustful dark strands from her face.
"Yes te are my jewel, my deceptive jewel. That I will give to the jedi. Never knowing that they have welcomed in their own deaths. Yet first I must break you. First te must give yourself over to the dark side. Then my Amore and only then, will I feel confident enough to claim te for my own." Turning to the remaining droids he said." Beat her once più after she's healed. Then collect the blood. It is the secret to breaking her will." Tyranus narrowed his eyes at the far wall. There was where he kept hostages, o captured enemies. Those that were there now would be a good start to her end. He trailed the back of his hand down the side of her lovely face. Shivering in delight at the thought of her beside him. Not only in battle but in his bed. Tyranus stood up as the body beneath his finger's twitched and snapped back together, as the healing process began. Such a wonder. Such a gift. Yet he had no più time to give her today, as he needed to make his segnala to his master. He snarled then relaxed. Yes his master would feel the sting of death soon, his Amore had provided and would provide the necessary means. In the end they would destroy his enemies and make the Republic and the Jedi a memory best forgotten. Dooku exited the room as morgan became conscious and started to scream.
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Ahsoka watched Rex's defensive stance for any weakness. It was infuriating. The man had none. No banter could anger o flirt distract him from the task at hand. He just waited wordlessly for her to attack him. She circled him, then leaped from behind. Hoping to catch him and force him to the ground. But as she came down, he turned and laid on his back using his feet to toss her over him. He sighed heavily. He had hoped da having her reinstated it would stop him from thinking about her. Now that she was back on the team, so to say. It had become what they called a double edged sword. Now it only made him realize what she truly meant to him. He had come close to saying how....how much he felt the night he'd gone to The Sly Lady. If she had refused to come back, he would have quit and ....become her partner in crime. o so that was the saying. He'd been hers since the first time they'd met. The sudden surprise of not only him but the generals. As she'd revealed that she was General Skywalker's padawan not Kenobi's.
He would have never placed such a fresh faced cadet in the line of fire, but jedi were far different in that aspect. Remembering that first mission he almost smiled. As his body deflected her attacks without any true thought. The way her eye's had lit up in exhilaration of actually saving the mission and the general's life.That had been where he'd made his first mistake. He'd basically been a shinny. Only a few assignments under his belt. The fact that they'd both been so close in age had also made an impact. He'd laughed at her descrizione of the tricky maneuver which had proved successful. Her reaction was one of delight right down to her toes. They'd become fast friends. Cody had laughed when he'd seen them together. Asking where he might get himself a pet padawan. Rex had actually growled at his best friend. Saying no self respecting padawan would lower themselves to his level. Ahsoka had laughed and bought the two Friends a round of drinks. Asking later if that statement had had più to do with how he felt about her. Because if it had .... he'd apologized before she could finish. It had più to do with how Cody had disrespected her. Calling her a pet. She'd blushed, but detto that basically her people were just that, evolved jungle cats. Though mostly now più humanoid.They could still use their claws if the need arose. A kick rose toward his head and he arched away. His eye's becoming più focused in the now. As she followed the first with a secondo kick, he moved in and caught it with his hands. Yanking it hard enough for her to lose her balance and fall to the mat with a winding thud.
"Now 'lil' one what's on your mind? You're not even trying hard." He detto looking down, offering her his hand. "You mean other then you? Just one little problem." She saw his eye's harden to resemble the stone in her light-saber.
She shrugged as she sat up. "A girl can dream, o do I not qualify as a girl?" She put that jaunting tilt to her head as she looked up at him.
Damn she was making thing's worse. She might as well have blubbered out how much she'd come to Amore him. "Oh stop giving me the eye, Captain. te made it pretty plain I'm not what te want." Pushing aside the offered hand. Ahsoka got up on her own two feet and began to itch her covered palm, on her tight fitting leggings. Her phrase, 'not what te want.' Had him wanting to mostra her just how much he didn't. He grabbed her hand instead. Tearing off her guanto he saw the tattoo. He frowned at her.
"Where did te get this? Does the general know?
Which of my men did te bribe to have this done?" She tried yanking it back, but his grasp only tightened on her wrist." No one in Torrent Company would dare. No Skyguy doesn't know and I'd like to keep it that way for now."
He tugged her closer, he scowled. Force's above and below he wanted to baciare her. As his tug had pulled her far too close for his comfort.
"That's 2 out of 3. Where did te get it?" Ahsoka glared and snarled. "Stop being an culo and I might tell you." He eased his hold but refused to let it go. He had to get a grip. Rex told himself. As he dragged her to the bench, set up successivo to the wall. "Do te remember the surge?"
Of course he did, everyone did. It had affected if not all, most of the jedi."What happened?" Dear Rex always caught on fast." I was dreaming and suddenly my dream changed." Rex held up his hand at this." Ahsoka te know jedi dreams are important. Most the time they aren't good. Why haven't te told the general, yet?"Ahsoka shook her head. What good would it do them? She hadn't heard from either the shade o this morgan Walker since the giorno she'd received the tattoo. morgan she could see being unable to communicate. As she was now a prisoner on Dooku's newest toy dreadnaught. Something the tech's and designers were still looking over. But the shade, there was no reason that pile of floating energy hadn't been più forthcoming.
"Will te let me at least finish before te go lining me up for an inquisition?" He puffed up his chest and narrowed his brown dusk eyes at her. Force's above and below, why did she have to Amore him? "There was a girl, a red head, deep green eyes so dark they were nearly black. Crying." She went on with the rest of the story leaving nothing out of the 2nd dream.
"I'll have the boy's do a cerca for her on the computer." Ahsoka shook her head.
" I know where she is and its not even a task Skyguy would take on easily." Rex stilled.
" She's on that dreadnaught isn't she. We can do it. " Ahsoka shook her head again knowing what he was referring to. "Not this time. He'll be ready. If she's as powerful as I believe she is, he won't hesitate to waste his army to protect her."
Folding his arms across his chest, he fidgeted. Rex hated to hear something was most likely impossible to achieve. Ahsoka laid a hand on his shoulder. " What ever brought her here must have a reason for her being where she is. "
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Obi-wan sat with Master Yoda, his eye's worn his body and mind tired and tense to the very tipping point. Nearly every night since his experience, he'd been plagued da darkness and pain that had him screaming. In the mornings he felt thoroughly beaten, not just in body but in soul. Knowing that somewhere out there she was the one most in need of rescue. A rescue beyond his reach.
" I've used every meditation known to us and even some that weren't. Nothing has worked."
Yoda shook his head, the boy didn't fail easily.
"Rest te need and time. In time the force will answer." Obi-wan sagged. "How can I rest when nearly every time I close my eyes I feel her pain? How can it be the force's will to subject a living being to such extremes?" Yoda frowned at Obi-wan.
"Talking of yourself o of the girl te sensed? Strange it is that none other then te have such dreams. Singled out, te were. Stranger still, none can share in your pain. Not even I. Alone te are in this. Just as she is." Obi-wan choked, at least he knew he wasn't alone in this. Though he was certain that she had very little knowledge of him."How do I help her and myself? How do I rescue her when I don't even know where she is?" Yoda shook his head. " Change of schedule te must have. Rest and time to regain your strength, for when the force has need of you. Yes when needed, te must have the strength. " Yoda walked him to the door, both bowing to each other. " I shall try to do as te say master." Yoda tsked him. "There is no try. Do o do not. " Obi-wan nodded and smiled lightly.
"Then I shall do as te advise."
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"That was well done my dear. te have a natural connection with the Musica and te have never looked più stunning. " Dooku complimented on Morgan's quick accomplishment of the numerous dances, languages, social graces, and her hatred for him was as hard as steel. Perfection. The first batch of hostages-victims were just at the door waiting to be called out. It wasn't good to have her getting comfortable with the beatings that now took place in the mornings. Afterwards in the afternoon were the many lessons. From saber and tactics to the knowledge of blending into any society. A gift he had dato to Jinn. He swallowed hard against the fact that the boy was dead. Obi-wan should never have been the boy's padawan. He had been ill suited for Jinn. Even Jinn had known it. Yoda had forced the pathetic orphan onto his pupil. For that he would send his beloved to eradicate his former master.
"Your poison instructor was impressed how well te picked up on not only the various ways to introduce it but also in how to cure the victim." Dooku had not thought to have her learn how to cure, until Leggere the now very dead poisoner's thoughts. The man had thought of killing him, but first he had needed the man to give the lessons.
morgan frowned. Seeing him smile as he signaled the end of the music. "I take it, he's dead." Dooku nodded. "You had nothing più to learn from him. His usefulness was at its end. Did te know he was going to kill me o try? Yes, te had him firmly enthralled. I believe he thought himself in Amore with you, but no matter he is dead. Now come I have a small test to conduct. te may bring them out now." A door opened and out came a band of people. The men were on their guard while the women tried to stop from trembling." What the hell is this? I'm not going to fight them. " Tyranus shook his head.
"Fight them? No. That was not my plan. This was." Flinging the canister of collected blood he shot it as it came down towards the gathering group. Blood splattered down on them, first they were confused and then they started to scream.
morgan rushed to them and turned to the dark padawan. "What have te done?" Dooku studied the dying, amazed at how her blood worked. "In this te are wrong. It is te who has done this?" morgan blanched as the woman in her arms turned into dust "Me? How could this be? I've dato te nothing that would do this, nothing." Dooku tsked her. "Is it not odd that in all the beatings te have received te have not bled? Not one drop.Though the droid's crush te beyond a doubt.No Bones ever break free of your skin. The fact is te do bleed, but only during the healing process.Only through the mouth, so far as I know. I have no wish to obliterate your skull just to find out that te do. But yes this is your handiwork. " As the blood became a small pond of itself it began to worm its way back towards her. morgan turned back from him sensing the creature. It rose up like some hideous red wave. She swallowed hard and ran. Dooku retreated to his trono to watch his soon to be lover and constant companion try to out run her own fate.
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Padawan Ora tried to keep the right focus on her meditation. Yet every time she got near to being centered, a pair of tired brown eyes confronted her. "I can't get passed the barrier." She detto to her master. Master Fireon took her hand gently. The girl was not someone who was defeated easily. "If te see it as a barrier, it is one. But if te see it as what it truly is and accept it. It will no longer be one. Why don't te go rest and eat something. Give what I detto some time to sink in. As it is Master Yoda is waiting for me outside the room." Ora frowned deeply." But Master, I was so close only last week. Now?" The young woman just bent her head sadly. The elder jedi shook his head." Now the winds of change have come and shaken us. It is up to each individual how they will react to it. Do not fret child. The Force knows what is best. Leave it to it. " His padawan rose up and bowed low before exiting the room through the side door that lead to her quarters. Master Yoda eyed the closed door to the younger master's apprentice's room.
" Troubled she is." Fireon sighed and rubbed his face. "No less then the rest of us since the surge." Yoda shook his head and frowned at the blindness of the master. Who sagged.
"Yes, you're right. She is più troubled then the rest. This surge has changed her path, not from the light, but she will not become a master. The problem is, how do I tell her?How do I help her accept what I find hard to accept myself? She's one of the best student's the academies produced in some time. I know how she'll take it.
She won't." A little green hand patted his shoulder. " It is as the Force will's it to be. Not as man nor woman would. No, not even as we would. She must accept it o face being Lost forever." At this the younger man paled.
" She would never." But even as he detto the words, he doubted them. "What can we do?"
"Chose she must, not ours to decide for her."
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morgan held off the droid's crushing foot from once again obliterating her chest. Each giorno since she'd woken up.Under the cutting tools of the medic droids, she'd been forced to fight for her very life. Each giorno she Lost and died.
Only to be kicked into the corner and somehow regenerated, most savagely. She'd scream as the pain woke her up from the nothing of death.
There could not be a più fair punishment. Yet she prayed fervently, before-during and after that once, just once. She would remain the corpse. As always his royal highness, Count Dooku was in attendance. It sickened her even più for she could see through his eyes what he wanted.
"I know te want me. Why not just take me?" She detto straining against the droid's leaning foot. Dooku sadly shook his head. He held up a hand to stay the droid's downward action.
" te do not see yet as clearly as te should. It is not just this uncomfortable passion I have for you, that I hold off from such an action. No, for I could o can still do so at my leisure. te were sent to me to resolve my jedi problems. Do te know I can not sense you? Not your aura o the force that is apart of every living and dead creature. te do not have one. Yet the force flows to where te stand.Like some pet it comes to your feet. Dark and light respond in the same manner." morgan grew sick at the prospect.
"You told me this was Hell. " She seethed. Dooku tilted his aging white haired head and replied. "Has it not been? te are not so stupid as to still believe that te are actually dead. So do not offend me so. " morgan had hoped his answer would have been answered da a red, horn wearing gremlin that carried around a pitchfork. "Then te won't like my answer to your problem." With that she slide her resisting arms out of the way and allowed the darkness of momentary death to claim her. Her body jerked and blood spattered out of her mouth to land on the droid's obscene limb. The blood crawled up and into the droid's lubricated joint, absorbing the liquid. Dooku came down to inspect the now offensive robot on his stubborn would-be lover's chest. At his touch the droid fell to pieces, then to dust as the blood now grown much larger streamed like a snake back into its host's body. Kneeling down to her he feathered the long lustful dark strands from her face.
"Yes te are my jewel, my deceptive jewel. That I will give to the jedi. Never knowing that they have welcomed in their own deaths. Yet first I must break you. First te must give yourself over to the dark side. Then my Amore and only then, will I feel confident enough to claim te for my own." Turning to the remaining droids he said." Beat her once più after she's healed. Then collect the blood. It is the secret to breaking her will." Tyranus narrowed his eyes at the far wall. There was where he kept hostages, o captured enemies. Those that were there now would be a good start to her end. He trailed the back of his hand down the side of her lovely face. Shivering in delight at the thought of her beside him. Not only in battle but in his bed. Tyranus stood up as the body beneath his finger's twitched and snapped back together, as the healing process began. Such a wonder. Such a gift. Yet he had no più time to give her today, as he needed to make his segnala to his master. He snarled then relaxed. Yes his master would feel the sting of death soon, his Amore had provided and would provide the necessary means. In the end they would destroy his enemies and make the Republic and the Jedi a memory best forgotten. Dooku exited the room as morgan became conscious and started to scream.
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Ahsoka watched Rex's defensive stance for any weakness. It was infuriating. The man had none. No banter could anger o flirt distract him from the task at hand. He just waited wordlessly for her to attack him. She circled him, then leaped from behind. Hoping to catch him and force him to the ground. But as she came down, he turned and laid on his back using his feet to toss her over him. He sighed heavily. He had hoped da having her reinstated it would stop him from thinking about her. Now that she was back on the team, so to say. It had become what they called a double edged sword. Now it only made him realize what she truly meant to him. He had come close to saying how....how much he felt the night he'd gone to The Sly Lady. If she had refused to come back, he would have quit and ....become her partner in crime. o so that was the saying. He'd been hers since the first time they'd met. The sudden surprise of not only him but the generals. As she'd revealed that she was General Skywalker's padawan not Kenobi's.
He would have never placed such a fresh faced cadet in the line of fire, but jedi were far different in that aspect. Remembering that first mission he almost smiled. As his body deflected her attacks without any true thought. The way her eye's had lit up in exhilaration of actually saving the mission and the general's life.That had been where he'd made his first mistake. He'd basically been a shinny. Only a few assignments under his belt. The fact that they'd both been so close in age had also made an impact. He'd laughed at her descrizione of the tricky maneuver which had proved successful. Her reaction was one of delight right down to her toes. They'd become fast friends. Cody had laughed when he'd seen them together. Asking where he might get himself a pet padawan. Rex had actually growled at his best friend. Saying no self respecting padawan would lower themselves to his level. Ahsoka had laughed and bought the two Friends a round of drinks. Asking later if that statement had had più to do with how he felt about her. Because if it had .... he'd apologized before she could finish. It had più to do with how Cody had disrespected her. Calling her a pet. She'd blushed, but detto that basically her people were just that, evolved jungle cats. Though mostly now più humanoid.They could still use their claws if the need arose. A kick rose toward his head and he arched away. His eye's becoming più focused in the now. As she followed the first with a secondo kick, he moved in and caught it with his hands. Yanking it hard enough for her to lose her balance and fall to the mat with a winding thud.
"Now 'lil' one what's on your mind? You're not even trying hard." He detto looking down, offering her his hand. "You mean other then you? Just one little problem." She saw his eye's harden to resemble the stone in her light-saber.
She shrugged as she sat up. "A girl can dream, o do I not qualify as a girl?" She put that jaunting tilt to her head as she looked up at him.
Damn she was making thing's worse. She might as well have blubbered out how much she'd come to Amore him. "Oh stop giving me the eye, Captain. te made it pretty plain I'm not what te want." Pushing aside the offered hand. Ahsoka got up on her own two feet and began to itch her covered palm, on her tight fitting leggings. Her phrase, 'not what te want.' Had him wanting to mostra her just how much he didn't. He grabbed her hand instead. Tearing off her guanto he saw the tattoo. He frowned at her.
"Where did te get this? Does the general know?
Which of my men did te bribe to have this done?" She tried yanking it back, but his grasp only tightened on her wrist." No one in Torrent Company would dare. No Skyguy doesn't know and I'd like to keep it that way for now."
He tugged her closer, he scowled. Force's above and below he wanted to baciare her. As his tug had pulled her far too close for his comfort.
"That's 2 out of 3. Where did te get it?" Ahsoka glared and snarled. "Stop being an culo and I might tell you." He eased his hold but refused to let it go. He had to get a grip. Rex told himself. As he dragged her to the bench, set up successivo to the wall. "Do te remember the surge?"
Of course he did, everyone did. It had affected if not all, most of the jedi."What happened?" Dear Rex always caught on fast." I was dreaming and suddenly my dream changed." Rex held up his hand at this." Ahsoka te know jedi dreams are important. Most the time they aren't good. Why haven't te told the general, yet?"Ahsoka shook her head. What good would it do them? She hadn't heard from either the shade o this morgan Walker since the giorno she'd received the tattoo. morgan she could see being unable to communicate. As she was now a prisoner on Dooku's newest toy dreadnaught. Something the tech's and designers were still looking over. But the shade, there was no reason that pile of floating energy hadn't been più forthcoming.
"Will te let me at least finish before te go lining me up for an inquisition?" He puffed up his chest and narrowed his brown dusk eyes at her. Force's above and below, why did she have to Amore him? "There was a girl, a red head, deep green eyes so dark they were nearly black. Crying." She went on with the rest of the story leaving nothing out of the 2nd dream.
"I'll have the boy's do a cerca for her on the computer." Ahsoka shook her head.
" I know where she is and its not even a task Skyguy would take on easily." Rex stilled.
" She's on that dreadnaught isn't she. We can do it. " Ahsoka shook her head again knowing what he was referring to. "Not this time. He'll be ready. If she's as powerful as I believe she is, he won't hesitate to waste his army to protect her."
Folding his arms across his chest, he fidgeted. Rex hated to hear something was most likely impossible to achieve. Ahsoka laid a hand on his shoulder. " What ever brought her here must have a reason for her being where she is. "
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Obi-wan sat with Master Yoda, his eye's worn his body and mind tired and tense to the very tipping point. Nearly every night since his experience, he'd been plagued da darkness and pain that had him screaming. In the mornings he felt thoroughly beaten, not just in body but in soul. Knowing that somewhere out there she was the one most in need of rescue. A rescue beyond his reach.
" I've used every meditation known to us and even some that weren't. Nothing has worked."
Yoda shook his head, the boy didn't fail easily.
"Rest te need and time. In time the force will answer." Obi-wan sagged. "How can I rest when nearly every time I close my eyes I feel her pain? How can it be the force's will to subject a living being to such extremes?" Yoda frowned at Obi-wan.
"Talking of yourself o of the girl te sensed? Strange it is that none other then te have such dreams. Singled out, te were. Stranger still, none can share in your pain. Not even I. Alone te are in this. Just as she is." Obi-wan choked, at least he knew he wasn't alone in this. Though he was certain that she had very little knowledge of him."How do I help her and myself? How do I rescue her when I don't even know where she is?" Yoda shook his head. " Change of schedule te must have. Rest and time to regain your strength, for when the force has need of you. Yes when needed, te must have the strength. " Yoda walked him to the door, both bowing to each other. " I shall try to do as te say master." Yoda tsked him. "There is no try. Do o do not. " Obi-wan nodded and smiled lightly.
"Then I shall do as te advise."
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"That was well done my dear. te have a natural connection with the Musica and te have never looked più stunning. " Dooku complimented on Morgan's quick accomplishment of the numerous dances, languages, social graces, and her hatred for him was as hard as steel. Perfection. The first batch of hostages-victims were just at the door waiting to be called out. It wasn't good to have her getting comfortable with the beatings that now took place in the mornings. Afterwards in the afternoon were the many lessons. From saber and tactics to the knowledge of blending into any society. A gift he had dato to Jinn. He swallowed hard against the fact that the boy was dead. Obi-wan should never have been the boy's padawan. He had been ill suited for Jinn. Even Jinn had known it. Yoda had forced the pathetic orphan onto his pupil. For that he would send his beloved to eradicate his former master.
"Your poison instructor was impressed how well te picked up on not only the various ways to introduce it but also in how to cure the victim." Dooku had not thought to have her learn how to cure, until Leggere the now very dead poisoner's thoughts. The man had thought of killing him, but first he had needed the man to give the lessons.
morgan frowned. Seeing him smile as he signaled the end of the music. "I take it, he's dead." Dooku nodded. "You had nothing più to learn from him. His usefulness was at its end. Did te know he was going to kill me o try? Yes, te had him firmly enthralled. I believe he thought himself in Amore with you, but no matter he is dead. Now come I have a small test to conduct. te may bring them out now." A door opened and out came a band of people. The men were on their guard while the women tried to stop from trembling." What the hell is this? I'm not going to fight them. " Tyranus shook his head.
"Fight them? No. That was not my plan. This was." Flinging the canister of collected blood he shot it as it came down towards the gathering group. Blood splattered down on them, first they were confused and then they started to scream.
morgan rushed to them and turned to the dark padawan. "What have te done?" Dooku studied the dying, amazed at how her blood worked. "In this te are wrong. It is te who has done this?" morgan blanched as the woman in her arms turned into dust "Me? How could this be? I've dato te nothing that would do this, nothing." Dooku tsked her. "Is it not odd that in all the beatings te have received te have not bled? Not one drop.Though the droid's crush te beyond a doubt.No Bones ever break free of your skin. The fact is te do bleed, but only during the healing process.Only through the mouth, so far as I know. I have no wish to obliterate your skull just to find out that te do. But yes this is your handiwork. " As the blood became a small pond of itself it began to worm its way back towards her. morgan turned back from him sensing the creature. It rose up like some hideous red wave. She swallowed hard and ran. Dooku retreated to his trono to watch his soon to be lover and constant companion try to out run her own fate.
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"Wow, now that this battle is over, I guess we can sposta along to something più important." says Obi-Wan. "Of course, master." says Anakin.
On Naboo, Bree Maloria, Obi-Wan's other apprentice is waiting at a lake. They arrive and Anakin is confused because they never have any freetime.
"Uhh, master what are we doing here?" asks Anakin.
"Let's just say, I want te to meet a friend of mine." Obi-Wan hugs Bree as she stares at Anakin.
He lets go and says, "Anakin, this is my other padawan, Bree Maloria. Bree. Anakin. Anakin. Bree."
"Nice to meet you, Bree." "And to you, Anakin.
"You two will be working together."
"WHAT!?" They both say.
On Naboo, Bree Maloria, Obi-Wan's other apprentice is waiting at a lake. They arrive and Anakin is confused because they never have any freetime.
"Uhh, master what are we doing here?" asks Anakin.
"Let's just say, I want te to meet a friend of mine." Obi-Wan hugs Bree as she stares at Anakin.
He lets go and says, "Anakin, this is my other padawan, Bree Maloria. Bree. Anakin. Anakin. Bree."
"Nice to meet you, Bree." "And to you, Anakin.
"You two will be working together."
"WHAT!?" They both say.