Between the Conclaves – 7. Coruscant, Part 5

7. Coruscant

Part 5

Shamila halted in her tracks and now stared ahead of her in shock. Slowly she looked up at her Master and shook her head. “Th-that… That’s not true!” she cried out, ignoring several passers-by being attracted by her screaming and gathering around them. “How can a group trying to destroy the entire Jedi Order not be our enemy?! They wrecked the Temple, they tried to kill every single Jedi! They’re murderers! Why are you saying they’re not our enemy?! Why, Master?!” She fell to her knees. “Why, Master? I don’t, I don’t get any of this…” Her sobbing voice turned softer. As she looked up with eyes once again filled with tears, she saw Vhiran still standing calm as ever. His warm smile comforted her slightly.

Shamila. I told you there would be things that would be hard for you to take. And I know this is one of the hardest of all to believe. I even stubbornly disbelieved it myself for a while after hearing. It is true, though, difficult but true. I know you find it hard to believe, but…” He knelt down so they could see face to face and placed his hands on her shoulders. “Do you think I would be the person to lie to you?”

The girl stared at the ground and shook her head softly. “I know you wouldn’t,” she whispered. “But, it sounds so strange. If the Empire, isn’t our enemy, then… Then why did they try to kill the Jedi?”

Vhiran nodded, raising her chin slightly with his hand. “I’m afraid there is more. More truths I found out that will not be easy for you.” He paused a moment to take a deep breath. “One of them is the proof that has been found for an uprising against the Republic, in which many high-standing members of the Order played a pivotal role. Among other documents, secret recordings from even before the War were found in the Temple, of Masters of the High Council in contact with future Separatist leaders, recordings that prove their true intent.” The Knight shut his eyes tight. “When I witnessed those, and realized the truth… It hurt. It hurt so much to see that very Order I had served for years, the Order I thought shone as a beacon of peace and justice throughout the Galaxy, to see that had been a lie for so long.” He clasped Shamila’s hands and looked at her with a sad smile. “Shamila, won’t you stand with me to make this right?”

Shamila gulped. She stood motionless, staring at her Master. She did not want to believe it. How could the Order possibly be like this? It can’t be! But, Master Vhiran wouldn’t lie, right? Why would he? He’s a Jedi himself. He’s always been honest and honourable. What would he gain by lying to me? She didn’t want to believe it, but no matter how hard she tried not to, she did. Even though it all sounded so unreal, she couldn’t help but believe it. “I, I want to help, Master, but, I still don’t get it.” She sniffed. “Not all Jedi were part, of that plan, right? Master Loria, and Bultar, and Master Nill, and all the others on Zaloriis. They wouldn’t turn against the Republic like this, and you and I wouldn’t.” She paused to catch her breath for a moment. “Then why were you all attacked at Temple?! Why did the Empire attack us on Zaloriis?! And why did they tried to arrest us at Nar Shaddaa and kill us at Kessel?! Why did they do that if we were not their enemies?!” The girl pressed her lips together and looked at Vhiran with desperate eyes. “Why, Master?”

“Your apprentice, I assume, Master Ashukahwa?”

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Ever since a group of shoes held a birthday party a long, long time ago (though in a galaxy not that far away) a little boy’s appreciation for creation was born. And so, throughout the following years shoes partied, a dinosaur travelled through time, oddly shaped football players went on adventures, a young wanderer became a knight, a comedian rose to godhood, Jedi fought an evil empire, a war between cyborg warlords and human-insect hybrids engulfed the world… The boy had learned how with only words on paper (and from times to time a few pictures) he was able to bring people, places, even entire worlds to life. By now that little boy has reached almost the third decade of his life and his love for telling stories has not ceased. And finally, long after he had planned to, he has decided to share these stories with the world. Whether you are a new or already familiar face: welcome to this little archive of mine! This is a place where I will, finally, actually be sharing my writing with others. It will feature pretty much anything I feel like sharing, both old and new stories, fan-fiction and original content, and probably some non-fiction added in at times. So, if you like reading, writing, stories (or me ^_~), drop by, drop a comment (I can’t promise I’ll get back to you quickly, since I’m horrible at that, but I’ll do my best) and, drop it like it’s hot. … Sorry… ^_^; In any case, I hope you’ll enjoy yourself and I look forward to seeing you around!

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