Twilight Rising (Star Wars fanfic)

"Emotions, great power enhancers, but if left unchecked can consume you." These thoughts belong to a new breed of force user, one that is neither Dark nor Light, Sith nor Jedi. One whom has found a perfect mixture of the two, the destructive powers of the Dark Side and the healing powers of the Light, known as Twilight.

"Fix your stance, block then followthrough with an attack." Callenfir Shangonara, master of the small group of disciples, told the combatants, "Good job Yurok, now try and add a kick in there somewhere. Great block and counter, Jetni, just make it faster and it will be perfect."

The training light sabers hissed and hummed as Yurok and Jetni dueled working on their strengths and perfected their weaknesses.

"Enough," Callenfir called seeing that the combatants were tiring. "You both did very well."

They retreated to the edge of the dueling ring and two more stepped forward to take their place. A tall human with light skin, blonde hair, and bright blue eyes towered over a smaller human with caramel skin, black hair, and brown eyes.

"This should be fun," said the taller of the two, who went by the name of Tyr Vanor, with a hint of amusement in his voice, "I have been training for months now to face y..." his voice is drowned out by explosions shaking the building.

Callenfir switching from instructor into commander mode, "OK ladies and gentlemen this is the real deal you've trained hard for this. If the Jedi, Sith, or whoever is out there think they can defile our sanctuary then they have another thing coming. Now get out there and show them the power of the Twilight Brotherhood!"

His speech is met with cheers as more explosions rock the building and they all run out of the dueling area and into the courtyard.

Tyr walked up to Callenfir, "you knew this attack was coming?"

"I knew there was one coming, but I didn't know it would be this soon..." his voice trailed off.

"What's wrong? Will they wipe us out right after our getting started?"

"No we will not be wiped out...not yet"

"Then why are we still standing here? We have a battle to win!" Tyr ran out of the room while Callenfir stayed behind and went into battle meditation. "I hope the disciples can handle their first real fight..."