Star Wars Fanfic - The Clone Jedi

(XXVII) Resolution

Kilo gets up and walks away from the holoprojector as he finishes telling his story. And after a few seconds, Rage shows himself again.

"To tell you the truth, I find it hard to believe the things Kilo says. Just imagining the way they all died turns my stomach, even as a soldier.

I remember my body felt heavy, my vision was blurry and I had a bad headache. I tried to open my eyes, but I wasn't actually in the warehouse. I didn't know where I was. I was floating over a huge city very similar to Coruscant, but everything was engulfed in flames. The buildings and streets were illuminated by an intense crimson light, and the screams of the residents could be heard from a distance. I didn't know what was going on down there but surely it wasn't anything good.

As I looked down in horror, a strange white smoke began to swirl in front of me, and after a few seconds, it once again took the form of Coleman Trebor, the Vurk original owner of the lightsaber.

I remember that he was staring at me, not with hatred or anger, but with deep sadness, but still I was still in shock, trying to understand what was going on.

Trebor: - You went too far this time, Rage. -

Rage: - What is happening? -

Trebor: - Your emotions went too far. You let yourself be consumed by them and succumbed to the Dark Side. - At that precise moment my head began to ache, and I thought I saw some vestiges of what I had done in the warehouse. -

Rage: - No... no... no... Why? Why did I do that? -

Trebor: - I don't have a clear answer to your question. - For a few seconds an uncomfortable and tormenting silence reigned. - You went to Moraband... as I told you. You came face to face with the Dark Side itself and still managed to sustain it. But your attachment to Hina broke your own balance. Now there is nothing that can be done. -

Rage: - But I didn't want... all those people... I didn't... -

Trebor: - What you wanted is irrelevant to what you did. - He interrupted me. - It doesn't matter if those people were good or bad. It was not your right to judge them. -

Rage: - What should I do? -

Trebor: - If I once considered being able to teach you I think it will no longer be possible. -

Rage: - No... I don't want to. I want to forget all this. I don't want to know anything more about it. I just want to be at peace. - Tears began to flow from my eyes.

Trebor: - If it is your decision then it must be respected. -

Rage: - What should I do with the lightsaber? -

Trebor: - In his current state... not much. Destroy it. Before it corrupted someone else. And Rage. - I raised my head and saw Trebor's sad face. - May the Force be with you. -

At that moment my memories began to spin in my head. It hurt a lot, and finally I woke up to hear Kilo calling for me.

Kilo: - Mr. Rage. Rge. Finally, you wake up. I thought I dont count with you. -

Rage: - Oh. Kilo. What happened? -

Kilo: - Don't you remember anything? -

Rage: - No... not much. -

Kilo: - Well. It better stay that way. -

I raised my head and that was when I first saw the dozens of roasting corpses. I was shocked, but I didn't dare ask anything. With a lot of effort I managed to raise my torso and drag myself until I lay on the side of the throne. I felt a deep sadness. I began to cry uncontrollably thinking about everything that had happened, everything that I had done, but in the end it was in vain.