Prologe: There is no Death

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I wonder what they will call this. The fall of the Jedi, The Sacking of Coruscant, maybe even The Great Revolution. History is decided by the winners after-all.

My depressing line of thought was interrupted by the muffled sound of blaster fire and the terrified screams of my brethren, the Dread Masters are good at what they do. Riseing from my seat I readied my Lightsaber, loosely gripping the handle. Then taking a deep breath I calmed my nerves reciteing the Jedi code under my breath.

"There is no emotion, there is only peace. There is no ignorance, there is only knowledge. There is no passion, there is serenity. There is no chaos, there is harmony. There is no death, there is the force." As i spoke the blaster fire drew nearer and the  voices of the Dread Masters spoke in hissing tones evoking the Sith Magic that allowed them to corrupt the minds of there enemies, destroying there bodies with lightning and dark energy.

I sensed a sith outside the door and luged as i heard it unlocking knowing I would take him by surprise, for the exact moment the door swung open I was already slashing my lightsaber diagonally towards his chest.

My ploy turned out to be successful as the young Sith was carved open and the maelstrom of emotions the Sith carried with his was extinguished.

I looked to my right down the narrow hallway and out into one of the large training halls, I saw the bodies of both Jedi and Sith alike, littering the floor and several Sith trying to finish off the last two Jedi who where sent to try and stop the invading Sith.

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Sprinting down the hallways and focusing on one of the larger parts of stone debris behind the Sith I flung it at the head of a younger Sith warrior caching her off guard and splitting her skull this got the attention of the remaining five.

Three stayed to fight the remaining two, while two charged me. One stopped halfway to me while the other kept charging, the second Sith then, right before we clashed, used the force to knock up dust in my eyes to try and make an opening.

I didn't expect such a tactic, my eyes burnt and instinctually shut. Quickly switching to sensing where the force flowed around my opponent instead of relying on my eyes I felt his blade swing to my left, angling my own blade downward deflecting the blow that surely would have separated my head from my shoulders, then I spun towards my opponent and landed my elbow on his nose hearing a satisfying crack on impact.

Then bringing my blade around into a thrust towards his chest, feeling my blade get deflected and the force darkening in a arrow quickly approaching my face I again spun, this time on the outside of his stance trying to dodge the thrust.

But I was to slow, and a burning pain danced across my left cheek, not fatal but if I survived I would have quite the scar.

Continuing my spin and ignoring the pain, I let the momentum carry me behind him, my arm moving to slash his back at the end of my spin. Though I missed as I felt my opponent duck under my blade while simultaneously spinning himself to face me.

The Sith then used his crouched position to launch himself at me with a thrust. While moving my blade into position to block the attack I sensed the force darken behind me, I had forgot about the first Sith.

 Pain racked through my body as arcs of electricity bombarded my internal organs, this however did not stop the assault of the lungeing Sith in front of me and a burning sensation plowed through my heart, even more intense than the lightning.

falling to my knees, I felt myself fading away and hoped against hope that my son wouldn't be found along with my wife who hid in the temple basement.

"There is no death" I said to them "There is only the fo-" my voice cut short as the blade of the Sith cut through my head.