Justice Of Anger

Chapter 10

The heart-beating machine was going up and down, up and down. Jet was alive, it was just his shoulder, not his chest. I learned from Roy that the chest was the worst place to get hit. Especially, the Lightsaber.
I leaned Jet's hospital bed, Jet smiled at me. I shook my head, laughing and turning away.
"What's wrong with me?" I said.
"Nothing's wrong with you, you just can't control your anger, that's all." Jet said.
I sighed, "It seems like I'm never gonna get it. I'm really, really sorry for what I did to you, Jet."
Jet shook his head in disagreement, "Jess, it wasn't you."
"How could you tell?"
"Your eyes are not that sharp."

Dillon was in his clone room looking at his helmet, he then remembered something. It was flashes of scramming, gunshots and more running. Dillion then swiped out of the memory, "It's not real."
Dillon then remembered how Windu was a ghost, talking to Yoda one day. He overheard their conversation, they were talking about Jet the most.
Dillon then put on his helmet and grabbed his guns and loaded himself down. He then went off to find me, Roy, or Jet. Especially, Jet.

"My eyes go sharp?" I asked covering my face in disbelief.
Roy then laughed, seeing a smile on his face was the best part out of everyday. I loved seeing him smile, when he was down or depressed. It hurt me more then it hurt him.
"The dark side just has total control over you when you are angry. The dark side feeds off of your anger and hate." Roy said.
"I know, I'm sorry Roy. I just can't be the perfect Jedi that you want me to be." I said disagreeing with him a little. I didn't want to prove him wrong or disagree but I felt like it was true.
"Why are you disagreeing with him?" A voice said. Me and Roy turned around quickly, it was Dillion. He blew a bubble with his bubblegum.
"Dilly, listen," Roy was cut off.
"Jet, what do you know about the Death Star?"
Jet froze, he didn't know what to say. "I..." He begin but got cut off.
"That's what I thought." Dillon said.
"Dillon, what's wrong with you?" I asked Dillon
"Meet me in the hall, Justice. Now." Dillon ordered going into the hall. I looked at Roy, Roy nodded and told me to go with Dillon. I obeyed and went with him.

"Jet, how are you feeling?" Roy asked Jet. Jet smiled at Roy, he loved talking to Roy the most. He felt comfortable around him, more safety.
"Tatooine, such a horrible place." Jet begin.
"What is it like there?" Roy asked.
"Fabio, he was been held captive. They all wanted his money, as if he had any."
"Who wanted it?"
"Watto."

Dillon slammed me against a wall, I held on to his wrists while he held me against a wall.
"What did you tell Roy!?" Dillon yelled at me.
"I'm armed, Dilly. If I was you, I would let go of me and I would step back." I said looking into his eyes. His deep green eyes, sometimes they were in deep pain. He did a very good job at hiding it, I couldn't even tell.
Dillion then groaned with anger, "Shut it, Jedi."
"What's wrong with you? What's been wrong with you? We were friends when we were kids. You have been acting weird since you were nine!" I said. Slowly, my eyes begin to turn sharp. I was becoming more and more angry.
"Us? Friends?" He laughed, he then continued. "That was a long time ago. I don't know if you're my friend anymore, Jesse. Why would you name yourself, "Jesse"? That's a stupid name."
I was about to attack him when I suddenly felt like somebody was pulling me back. It was Windu.
"Find the light inside of you, Justice." Windu said before his ghost went away.
"This isn't over, Dillon. We are friends, best friends. I don't know what's up with you, but it has to stop." I said. I broke free of being pulled by a wall. I then walked off, taking more and more deep breaths.
"What is up with Dillon?" I thought to myself.

"Watto? Who's that?" Roy asked.
"A slave owner. Fabio was pretending to be one to get attention, to earn money." Jet said.
"How do you know all this?" Roy asked.
"I was born there. So was Anakin."
"What?"
"Yeah. Anakin was a slave until Obi Wan's master, Qui-Gon. He was going to train him until he got killed."
Roy put his head down in disappointment, "I know that, we know about his childhood, friend. We just need to figure out why he joined the dark side."
"And Jesse's anger." Jet added.
Roy then nodded, "And Jesse's anger."
Jet then got out of the infirmary but had no memory of his shoulder pain or what happen. He even forgot all our names, we were wondering how he got memory loss.

I examined the bullet that I got shot with. It was grey with black lines across it, it also had a needle. I put it under a microscope, it had black liquid inside of it.
I then looked up, "I got brainwashed."