Fighting Destiny

We Know Who You Really Are

Rain fell heavily onto the surrounding jungle vegetation, drenching the ground and everything within it.

A streak of lightning pierced the sky, giving pale illumination to the darkness that lay ahead.

The thunder that rumbled above sounded almost like a predatory beast that prowled in wait to attack.

He peered through the deep jungle ahead, unsure where this path was leading him. As he moved, each step seemed to grow steeper and slicker from the rain that poured like a waterfall over the mess of limbs and plants around him.

The thick mud caked his boots, but he trudged forward. As he perspired, he called upon his own iron will deep within him to push on, climbing ever higher.

As he reached the top of the steep hill, he found himself able to see passed the vast jungle. The lightning above graced him a view of a temple far ahead, dwelling far beyond a narrow mountain path. It would be days before he could reach it.

And then suddenly, with another flash of lightning, he was there at the foot of the temple steps. The rain still pelted him, splattering against the old stone stronghold before him. He felt a strong pull in the Force, like a rope had been tied around him.

Faint whispers from within began beckoning him forward. He climbed the steps with a purpose, keeping his guard on high.

As he reached the temple doors, he charged forward, igniting his saber and bursting through with one strong heave. He held out his saber on guard, peering around the large room.

There was barely any light except for the illumination of his own blade. This place was old, dark and dry, no signs of life present amidst the stale air. And yet, he still felt the pull in the Force within him, almost tugging him now forward.

He now saw a long sweeping staircase ahead. The railing was ornate and ancient like nothing he'd ever seen, leading up to a set of grand double doors that were embellished like a chamber for royalty.

Within a moment he was before the double doors, his gaze drifting upward in awe as he took in it's immense size. A loud creak echoed as the doors slowly swung open, a brisk gust of air rushing out from within.

He felt tugged forward abruptly, his iron will instinctively fighting against it. As he resisted, it pulled harder and he was suddenly propelled forward, his toes skimming the stone beneath him.

He gripped his saber tighter, growling as he fought against his unseen tether. Without warning, the strong pull gave out completely, the momentum throwing him tumbling forward. His saber deactivated as it left his grip, clattering on the stone floor. He landed hard on his face, the smooth, cold stone sending a chill up his spine.

"So... you've come..." a mysterious voice in the darkness said.

He could feel a physical presence before him, so he quickly rose to his feet, calling his saber to his hand again and igniting it. He pointed his blade forward, prepared for anything.

As his eyes focused, the red crackling of his blade's end lit up the silhouette of a woman before him. She was hooded and cloaked, but her illuminated black lips were creased with a content smile as he held his weapon out in warning.

"We've been waiting for you..." she had said, but her voice echoed through his mind, her lips never moving.

An invasive compulsion erupted through him and he felt urged to drop his saber from his hand.

He rose up against it with his own power in the Force, shoving it aside and holding his mental ground.

"Who are you?!" he shouted, demanding to know.