Yin-Yang Near The End

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There was infinite yangs surrounding him, the heat of light and happiness. It was like seeing the light itself, and to him, the past. He walked forward on the holocron and kneeled, placing his two hands on it, closing his eyes and breathing slowly, trying to focus on escaping this place.

The yangs formed a symbolic circle which looked to be the Galactic Empire's. As it formed, the yangs slowly turned to yins. Showing that it is corrupted by the empires symbol. The holocron he was kneeling on slowly turned from a blue and gold to a red and black, his darkness corrupting its core to the touch.

He was feeling it's power coursing through him like a thunder strike through the body. It was power, filling his organic and metal body giving it strength and peripheral focus. He put his hands away from it and stepped up, he began to slowly lift up from the now sith holocron. His body was moving upwards by itself, and in a sudden flash, he felt wings come out his back, the eyes taking over his, then purple pupils and the strength of the dragon allowing for him to break through this place.

From below his view, stood White Vader, staring back up at him. "Good luck." White Vader whispered like a yell.

Vader raised his arms and prepared to get through the fragment of the holocron. Then he broke through, the gateway broke and everything which held the holocron was lost. Never to be retrieved, not by the ghosts' will, not by his dexterity. The holocron is corrupted and trapped. He lost the wings, the vision and focus. Vader felt all the dragon's aid disappear, he was back to himself.

He began to walk, his lightsaber, ignited and ready to get through the temple and leave the place he was in. The screams of the ghosts that were heard was shallow and painful. The doors were gone, the walls were in pieces and the ceiling began to cave in, as he pushed all the debris out of the way he lunges forward, waiting for the attack, it will not be long before the ghosts try and form an attack on him.

"This time, let out all your anger. Don't hold back." the dragon whispered inside his mind, echoing through his eyes.

Vader used the force to tear apart the temples interior, finding where they are and hopefully, finding out who they once were as beings.

"Forget Padmé, forget Obi-Wan, forget everyone you remember as friends. It is the only way you can break free of this."

Vader saw three ghosts far away from where he tore apart the temples inner structure. Vader began to walk towards them, angered and ready.

The ghosts began to come for him, the three approached the dark lord with hesitance, knowing he has the power to destroy them. All it takes is destroying the temple and the holocron will be destroyed. They, for once, were fearful of him.

"We only wanted to protect the holocron from the Emperor's grasp,"

Vader breathed deeply, "you wanted it for yourselves. Now no one can get it," he replied,

"-and once i destroy it you will seize to exist."

"You do not know what it contains, do you?"

Vader held his lightsaber, tightening it, "i do not care for what it contains, only that it was a waste of time."

"You have destroyed the thing the emperor wants. He'll make you suffer for it," the ghost told him,

"I have a feeling i've already suffered for it."

"What will you do after the temples destroyed? You can't get out of this planet, not without a ship."

"That is not for you to ask, you'll all die and i will leave this waste of space." Vader replied,

"What about the ability to save your wife? Go back to the moment you choked her and pull her out of the gateway,"

"She's gone. I do not care for her or anyone else now, you've assured that i won't. No more of these lies."

"This isn't a lie—"

"Enough!" Vader raised his arms and began to pull the weak ceiling down above the ghosts, they disappeared before it fell. He screamed, and then, the dragon took over.

He began to break apart the entire temple with his arms and hatred, tearing the walls like it was tape, everything began to disconnect from each-other, his hands pushed the walls away, he looked up and saw the moon, he had no idea how long he had been here, but he was tired of it, of everything. The temple collapsed and fell apart, everything falling beside him as he deemed it so, the ghosts looked at him, the angriest they've seen him since he's come to the temple.

They're gonna fade from existence now, failing to protect the holocron, for a second they saw a large dragon in his place doing the exact same thing, they saw the true power of him. And they were afraid. The entire temple fell on itself. Vader let his arms back down and saw from a distance, the ghosts looking down, slowly fading, "hope you suffer." as he saw they're blue tint turn to a red tint as they finally faded away.

He fell on his knees, "it's over," Vader, relieved, said to himself. "You held back," the dragon told him,

"I did."

"Why?"

"Because there was no need, the temple was already weak."

Vader got up and slowly walked out of the temple, with an even more shattered mind, and an alliance with the dragon. Stepping away from the destroyed temple, there seemed to be a white tinted transparent figure, then, he saw it was the last ghost, staring at him. "You should be gone too," Vader told her, "i wasn't apart of them."

"Then what are you?" Vader asked,

There was silence for a few moments until she responded to his question,

"Abeloth. Ghost of chaos, renderer of time and space. Shape shifter, the wife of the father."

Vader ignited his lightsaber as he saw her shape shift into his wife,

"Come with me, Anakin."

"That name no longer has any place inside me."

"You don't love me, then?" Abeloth said, while slowly smiling,

He saw hands exiting the ground beneath him, "i can will anyone to do as i say, even the dead."

Vader backed away, seeing skeletons rise, "these are the jedi who died on this island, prepare to face their strength and mine."

"Remember what i said, don't hold back." the dragon reminded him, "it's the only way you can survive this."

Vader put both his hands on his lightsaber, ready to fight the skeleton warriors and Abeloth, not knowing her true power and strength, he'll soon find out why she's who she is...

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