Darth Tyrant: Fallen Peace

chapter 7

Master Adriana stood there waiting for Corvex and Worr in the medical station. The medical station was small and made of three rooms, each as a sid on a triangle. Entering the waiting room on the left there was the recovery room, and on the right was the entrance to the actual medical room. Too much blood for Corvex.

"I've been waiting. Your Padawan is gonna get killed someday, and I'm gonna laugh." She said in her scorning voice.

Corvex took a deep breath before he responded. "Nice to see you too Master Adriana. And I think Astrie has been doing amazing job as a Jedi knight. And death is no joke. Death is a part of life, we do not mourn those defeated and neither should laugh at them."

Worr chuckled as Master Adriana shifted her stance and spoke in a new defeated voice. "Well how time flies. Last time I patched him up he rushed into combat with a sith apprentice, he was a Padawan then. Well, as for the death part, your speech was heard and approved. I believe that you should have been promoted to master a long time ago. But you should be informed that your now former Padawan has brought in an old man who claims to be a diplomat of the Republic, but the supreme Chancellor has no memory of sending one. So in the end I think we have a problem, a fraud, and a cheat, on our hands. Either you deal with him or I will."

Hail laid there on his back in the small recovery room. Next to him was a bag of clothes and other things Astrie was able to grab.

"What's his status?" Cover asked finally over the matter.

Adriana shifted to an uneasy stance. "Alive, and for some reason, completely unharmed. Astrie told me he was hit by a lightsaber, and when I looked there was the smallest injury. Either he heals really quickly or your Padawan didn't pay attention to details, which is highly unlikely knowing him." Adriana paused hoping Corvex would take the same conclusion.

Corvex stood with an equal pause, not wanting to say what she was thinking. In the end he gave in. "You believe he's a sith?" His look told her that he didn't believe it, that he couldn't. "That's Ludicrous. Astrie, he would have sensed it. Astrie knows how to tell a sith apart better than any Jedi in this order. You can't be-"

This time Worr cut him off, something no one was expecting. "She is, I can sense it too. The dark side is strong with him, either because of some trait he adapted to survive, or under his own accord, most likely the latter, he has became an adept in the dark side." Worr shifted his position knowing what was to come of his next statement. "Knowing this, I cannot think of the guilt I would carry if I did not imprison him. Then again it's your call, Master Corvex, not mine."

The struggle between the two had grown strong. Adriana and Corvex had once been great friends, they had trained under the same master, but once Corvex confessed his feelings to her, she grew cold to him. Even now he could sense her disgust twords him, from all of the council. And Worr to have taken her side, in a matter that didn't involve him, this agitated him more. On Koriban his status would have been enough to excommunicate him from the order, but that was the past, now was the now.

Corvex let out a breath of defeat, "Lock him up, limit visitors, and don't let my former Padawan anywhere near him. And don't you dare tell him what's going to happen. Even if I am to stubborn to admit it, I too can sense a powerful presence, but I feel it won't be of what we expect."

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Astrie walked into the temple. The walls marbled from one stone to another. Resting upon the pillers were the heads of Jedi, some fallen, others lost. Astrie gazed in envy wishing his head would one day rest upon a piller.

"Weren't you supposed to be at my quarters by now?" Astrie's thoughts were quickly interrupted by the one and only grand pain in the- "I hope I wasn't interrupting you."

Astrie knew to collect his anger before confronting Satele. "No, not at all. I just simply lost my way to your quarters. The Jedi temple is vast, and one can very easily loose themselves in it's vast history."

Astrie's last words were where he messed up. "Funny, your master said the same thing when I ordered him to my chambers. You really do take after him, don't you."

Astrie, being the stubborn boy he was, took it as an insult. No matter how hard anyone could try, Astrie believed no one understood him. This was his flaw. No matter what he saw the worst in himself.

"Well shall we walk and talk?" Satele's warm smile filled the hall. "So, what did you find, other than an unconscious ambassador?"

Astrie took a moment to gather his next words carefully. "I found the lifeless planet Xenostis, as I call it-"

"And as it should be, you found it."

Astrie was caught off guard. Very few Jedi, expecially Jedi knights, got to name a planet. Most had already been named by the inhabitants.

Astrie knew that of he waited to long to tell her he would be trapped in her quarters. "There seemed to have been some type of temple, to worship what I think was the force, and a battlefield. What I uncovered was that at some point the race that lived there was eventually wiped out by their own creations. I think an ancient sith died there."

Satele stopped, "And what makes you say that?"

"I had a run in with the spirit of a Darth Hades. I think He was the one to kill-"

Satele jumped in, "You met a sith ghost!?! Quickly, look me in the eyes."

Satele Shan grabbed Astrie by his shoulders and turned his face towards her. Astrie fell short of Satele's eyes forcing him to look up to her, than again it seemed everyone did, no matter there height.

"I was right. You have another cyrogem!"