She had entered the cave with her Master Qy. The journey for her lightsaber would begin here. He had chosen a spot by the wall and called her to sit, but no, she could feel a call towards the glowing yellow crystals just a bit further ahead. He followed her choice nodding softly as they knelt beside the yellow kyber crystals. Slowly he guided her into the connection before the force began to guide her, his voice becoming distant to her, though she did not fight it, allowing the force to guide her through what needed to be done.
She was a young initiate again, standing before the others and looking around as other students were chosen as Padawans again and again. Feeling dejected, left out as she has as much skill as the rest of them.
Master Zho: Initiate, do you know why you were passed up for Padawan? Why you keep stumbling on your path?
They say its cuz I am not patient enough, but I have been patient for twelve years, how much more patient do I need to be?
Master Zho: chuckled to himself Ah young initiate, young Silvia, even in your answers you are impatient. This is why you are still failing to make Padawan. You must have faith in the force. When it is time young initiate, you will find your path.
sighs Yes Master Zho…I understand.
The scene fades and soon she stands over the funeral pyre prepared for Master Zho, a Master lost before his time. Her gaze sad as she watched
I am sorry I failed you Master…I tried to become a better initiate, I tried to be more patient…but I will do better, I promise…a light sniff
Again the scene faded and she was in the Dantooine council room
Master Chonz: Initiate, you were summoned here not for your progress, but because we have an urgent mission for you. You are to go to Viscara, warn the council there that our seers have had a vision, one of our own temples destruction under a figure leading the Sith, you must go there, inform the Knights that they must get word to the High Council, we cannot trust that anything transmitted won’t reach the Sith. You will leave tonight. You have one hour to pack, and say any goodbyes. After this, remain there, grow, become the Jedi you are meant to be. We have faith in you.
The scene fades as she appears in a dark void
I have done what I can Master…I have, I have worked so hard to become everything I can to be able to come back one day and help you…
Dark Figure: Looking to be an exact semblance of the Sentinel, she stood there laughing You? help them? You are weak, pathetic even. Half the order thinks you a joke. Kairos only feels pity for you. Puru can’t stand your filthy guts. You had to “Ask” a master to consider you. You are not worthy of being a Jedi.
looks up to the mirror image and shakes her head You are wrong. Yes, there is turbulence in the order. Shake ups do that and it is normal. I do not assume to know what Puru or the others think of me. Nor does it matter. Yes I asked Master Qy to consider me, though this is not the very first time in history. If he did not believe me worthy, we would not be here now. It is you who does not deserve to be here with me. Also Kairos does not pity me. He cares for me as I do him. You will not convince me.
Dark Figure: Oh you poor, poor fool. Drawing out a red glowing lightsaber I will destroy you, then I will rule, and teach these weaklings the meaning of their betrayal, how much you do for them, how much you have given to them, how much you sacrifice and they do not care!! They use you as nothing more then a pawn. You are just too weak and spineless. I will show you how to lead.
A glowing yellow saberstaff appears in her hands No, you will not harm them, I wont allow it. You are no longer welcome here. My darkness, my anger, my impatience. No longer do you have a place here. Soon she begins to chant, the staff glowing brighter as she does stepping forward
There is no death, you cannot kill the force. No chaos, for the Force is greater then the machinations of mere sentients. No passion, for no passion burns bright enough to overshadow the whole of creation. No ignorance, for the force shall light the way. No emotion, only purpose in serving the force.
Dark Figure: Howls in outrage lunging in as the sabers clash, though the dark figures saber is dimming, weakening under the resolve, swinging viciously, the impatience and anger flowing through as she fights viciously, uncoordinated and brutal
Keeps calm, coordinated and focused, the patience allowing her to fight, pick advantages and gain the ground she needs. Slowly besting the dark figure and looking down at her Never again will you bring me suffering and strife. Today this ends and my journey as a Padawan and Sentinel of the Jedi continues. plunging the saberstaff through the heart of the Dark figure which vanishes a moment later in a puff of darkness
As she awakens in the real world once more, two yellow kyber crystals float before her, waiting for her, a soft whisper from them. A call to never forget her promise to those she left behind
I wont forget. I promise…one day I will go back and fight to protect my home. For now though, I must prepare…
//and the rest is back IG