Air traffic was slow and they could not see any reason for it, nor could they see any Holonet screens.  Finally Knarf veered the air speeder down and took a different route.
When they arrived at the Temple, Jedi were bustling about and the air was tense with nervous energy.  Shadie reached out in the Force, something was amiss, something illusive, yet…  There, above Coruscant, as though many ships were coming out of hyperspace, she felt several gaps in the Force.  Sith.  And not just any Sith: Kromus’s Sith.  She felt a tremor in the Force.  They had just come out of hyperspace.
Instinctively she took Knarf’s hand and held it tight.  He looked at her carefully, as though trying to read on her face what she had sensed through the Force.
‘Is it Kromus?’ he asked.
‘His Sith,’ she answered, confirming.  ‘They are here.’
‘All of them?’
‘No, but many.’
They entered the Council Chamber, still hand in hand.  Shadie no longer cared.  War was upon them now.  Master Juun Kloh stood in the centre of the circular room before the Masters who formed the Council, sitting as they always did, in a large circle around the room.  Brenum and Trylia were with him.  They seemed somewhat surprised as the pair walked hand in hand, but remained silent about it.
‘Shadie,’ said Master Juun.  ‘I don’t know if you sensed the disturbance…’
‘Kromus’s army of Sith,’ she said.
‘Yes.  He’s sent them to attack the Jedi.’  He looked at Brenum and Trylia then back to her.  ‘You must go now and hurry.  Your battle lies at the Crypt.’
‘And at Dathomir,’ said Shadie.  ‘The sphere is there, so is Darth Lahnius.  First things first.’
‘Do be careful, child,’ said Master Shargal, one of the eldest members of the Council.
‘That is not all, Shadie,’ said Maser Juun.  He wore a strange expression.
Brenum and Trylia exchanged glances before looking at Knarf.  Shadie only held his hand more tightly as he added his other hand to their clasp, and brought their hands close to his heart.
‘I’m going with Shadie to Dathomir.  My path lies with her,’ he said.  In that moment, he almost sounded like a Jedi.
‘That is good to hear,’ said Master Juun, nodding, ‘for I have noticed that you strengthen her, but you must both still hear this.’  He turned to the holocom that stood in the centre of the Council table and activated the holoscreen.  ‘This message came in early this morning.’
The image of Kromus’s face appeared on the screen.
‘Good day, Jedi,’ he said most contemptuously, ‘if you are watching this recorded vid, then my spies have arrived on Coruscant and soon an army will be upon you.  My army of handpicked Sith.  They will destroy you.  There is only one person who can stop this war: Darth Shadie, my former apprentice.  She must come to me, if she can find me.’  His lip curled up in a snarl.  ‘I hide and shall remain hidden.  If Shadie is as powerful as everyone claims she is, then that should not be a problem.’  He leaned closer into the holocam.  ‘I don’t expect many of you Jedi will remain alive by the time she’s found me.’

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‘No, Shadie, you’re not trying to drain my life.  Don’t be afraid to harm me,’ said Master Juun Kloh, standing in the centre of the Temple’s interior training arena.
‘But how can I if you keep absorbing and deflecting?’ she replied.
‘You begin too weak,’ replied Master Juun.  ‘You never had this power before; remember you are not a master of it.  Lahnius was able to drain your life quickly.  You only absorbed a portion of that power.  When you use it, you will weaken your opponent greatly, slow him down,  but your initial attack must be strong enough to paralyse him.’
Shadie came at Master Juun again and he pushed her away.  She flew to the other end of the large circular arena.  She got her bearings back, walked back to him and tried again, he absorbed her attack and sent it to the ground.  And then again, this time deflecting; it bounced off him harmlessly.
Shadie paused.  If she was to defeat either Lahnius or Kromus, she needed focus.  She lifted her hand and a surge of energy pulled Master Juun to paralysis.
‘Yes,’ he muttered.
She drained him a bit, but was unable to sustain the power for long.
‘Much better, Shadie.  We shall pause here and resume tomorrow.  I need a rest.  You’ve managed to make me sleepy and somewhat low energy.’  His blue lekku twitched and he smiled.  ‘You’ve come a long way, my padawan.  I believe it is true what they say about you, that you shall combine the light with the dark and make them work for you.’
‘Thank you, Master Juun.’
Shadie then became aware of Knarf’s presence.  He was here now and watching, though she did not know where he was exactly; she could not see him.  Master Juun Kloh must have felt him also for his expression changed.
‘You know, Shadie, it is all right to have friends and care for them as brothers and sisters, but there are reasons why the Jedi have a code and follow it.’  He paused and put a hand on her shoulder.  ‘It is a dangerous time for attachments.  With such evil lurking near.  Such an attachment could be used against you to harm you.  And so easy is it to fall prey to the dark side when such a loss pains us.’  There was an unknown sadness in his eyes.  He turned his head towards Knarf’s presence in the Force.  ‘I fear such an attachment might be used to destroy you.’  Master Kloh looked at Shadie again.  ‘Think of what I have said.  We will resume your training tomorrow.’
He left the arena.
Shadie suddenly felt the fear of Knarf’s death fresh in her heart, as she had felt it when Lahnius had commanded the sphere to destroy his shuttle.  Fear could lead to anger and hatred, she knew, and ultimately to the dark side.  Shadie would not let Knarf die for her.
She felt Knarf approach her.  She turned to him, already blinking back tears.  She did not want to deny herself any of th energies, any passion or serenity, but her duty…  She would not risk anyone’slife for hers.
‘What’s wrong?’ he asked tenderly, concern in his deep-set eyes.  Always so attentive was he to her needs, to her emotions, always so receptive, understanding.  Compassion was one of his qualities that drew her to him.
He came closer to her and wrapped her in his arms.  She closed her eyes and breathed him in.  His smell was comforting.  Then:
‘Knarf,’ she said pulling herself away.  ‘We can’t continue this.  It’s too dangerous.  I can’t risk Lahnius or Kromus hurting you.’
Knarf nodded.  ‘I understand.  I’ll…  I’ll respect whatever you choose, Shadie.’
‘It’s not that I don’t appreciate what we have.’
‘I appreciate it very much, Shadie.  I appreciate you.’  He took her hand, she pulled away.
‘It was wrong of us to have a secret affair.’
‘Why?  Because it goes against the code?  Against the norm of social standing?’  He looked deeply into her eyes.  ‘Or is it right because it feels good, because it brings us joy…’
‘Don’t!’ she warned.  This was difficult enough.
‘Don’t what?’
She shook her head.  ‘You must get as far away from me as possible.’
‘Shadie!’  Knarf’s brown eyes scowled with sadness.  ‘My Lady.’
‘No.  Your Lady I am no more.’
Knarf looked at Shadie solemnly, then bowed his head and closed his eyes.  Before he could say anything more, Shadie leapt up with the Force and propelled herself out of the arena.  Lightning sizzled at her fingertips and she quelled the urge to return to Knarf.

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Shadie’s vision was blurred when she opened her eyes, but she quickly became aware of her surroundings.  She was lying on a medical bed at the Jedi Temple.  Master Juun Kloh sat by her side.  Shadie stirred and tried to sit up.
‘It will take time for you to regain your strength, Shadie.  It was touch and go for a while, but you’re alive.’
‘How long have I been out, Master Juun?’ she asked him.
‘Roughly a few weeks,’ he replied.
‘A few weeks!’  She bolted up in her bed and regretted it the moment her muscles began to throb, sore from having not been used for a little too long.  ‘Blast it.  Lahnius.  Kromus.  They’ll have regrouped and…’
‘Patience, Jedi,’ Master Juun soothed in his deep voice.  ‘The battle against Kromus and his Sith is not over.  Do not fear.  While I was in a healing trance with you, I could sense that you’ve grown in the Force.’  His blue lekku twitched.  ‘You absorbed some of Lahnius’s Force ability as well, when he was draining your life.  Whatever happened in that moment, you gained that ability.’
‘How do you know?’
‘When I began the trance with you, you reflexively tried to drain my life.’  He smiled.  ‘You must’ve perceived me as an intruder into your mind until you recognised me.  And I know that when you first arrived at this academy, when you were still a Sith, you did not posses that particular Force ability.’
At that moment, Knarf entered the room, an Ithorian blubbering in grovelling tones in his language followed behind him.
‘I understand it’s pressing, but I have to see my friend.  Your coding will have to wait till later.’
The Ithorian objected in his language, but Knarf was no longer listening to him.  His brown eyes were fixed on Shadie, his smile brightening the room.
‘It’s good to see you awake, Shadie,’ he said.  ‘I’m very relieved.’
‘You’re not the only one,’ said Brenum, as he and Trylia entered the room.  Shadie smiled.
‘She will need to rest,’ said Master Juun Kloh.  ‘I will leave you, Shadie, with your friends for now.  When your muscles find their strength anew, I suggest a walk around the Temple.  Then when you are ready to begin your training, come and find me.’
‘My training?  But I’m already…’
‘Your newly acquired powers,’ replied Master Juun.  ‘A Jedi, you may be, but many of us Masters knew that one day, your Sith training would have its purposes for the light side.  You will be facing a great and powerful foe.  Kromus is a formidable opponent, as much in sabre techniques and forms as in the Force, much more than Lahnius, and you must defeat both.  You might as well be ready to face them and know how to use those dark powers with light side ability.  As one who trained you in the past, I would like to be the one to refine your abilities with you.’
‘Thank you, Master Juun.’
He nodded and left the room.
‘Rumour has it he’s the one who sent word to the Mandalorians,’ said Brenum.
‘Which we assumed,’ said Shadie.
‘Except that he denies having anything to do with it.’  Brenum’s lopsided smile indicated how Master Juun’s wordsmust have indicated that, but his Force energy must have told different.

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Something scrolled onto the holoscreen and there was the familiar bleep of success.
‘Gotchyah!’
‘What’s that?’
‘I’ve cracked the code.  You now have access to security systems, communications, everything.’
Knarf was rather proud of himself.  It had taken him many more hours than he’d expected, and it had been a rather challenging feat.  Now, however, feeling Shadie’s touch again was beginning to feel like it would arrive sooner than he’d originally feared.  He hoped it would be even sooner than that.  Whatever it was they were living, he and she, he sure was enjoying it, even though it was still early days.
He smiled as he handed Kelbourn the datapad.
‘Now to that droid.  Better you start now; might take you several days.’
Knarf sighed.  What a karking killjoy.  It was Bantha fodder.  The Mandalorians were always so serious.  A Ronto had a better sense of humour.
Another Mandalorian approached, the one with purple and brown beskar’gam.  Talyc, he believed his name was.  He was one whom Knarf found rather friendly, contrary to what he thought of the others.
‘Uh, sorry to disturb, but Knarf, you might want to see this.’
‘See what?’  Knarf somehow felt dread.
‘Holonews.’
The Mandalorian took off his helmet.  His face was not as haggard as some of the other Mandalorians Knarf had met.  His complexion was smooth; he only had one fine scar on his nose.  He placed the helmet on Knarf’s head.
‘Just let the HUD do its thing.  Oh, but don’t blink too much.’
Knarf watched as an image of the Sith meditation sphere hung in the middle of the screen.  It looked to be in orbit above Nar Shaddaa.  His throat felt dry and tight; his heart pounded.  As the holonews reporter spoke, the screen remained on the image of Master Vorum.
‘…The old man was struck with a fatal lightsaber wound to the chest.  The three Jedi were taken by Sith into the sphere, which now remains in orbit above the moon.’
An image from a holocam showed Shadie, Brenum and Trylia being captured, unable to move, Darth Lahnius’s sneer confirming to Knarf he was the one using the Force on them thusly.  Knarf could see Shadie was struggling by the intensity of her expression, yet neither Jedi could move, except for their feet; it looked like they were being floated out of the cantina.
Knarf removed the helmet and handed it back to the Mandalorian.
‘I must go,’ he said, standing even taller.
‘You must program that droid,’ replied Kelbourn, pointing at the T4 unit.
‘I have to go to her!’  Knarf raised his voice.  ‘Shadie needs me!  She’s in trouble!’
‘You going to kill a handful of Sith, are you?’ said Kelbourn.  ‘You barve, you’re going to get yourself killed.’
‘I don’t care, I have to go.’
‘Don’t make me restrain you.  You haven’t finished paying your friend’s dept.’
Knarf fumed at Kelbourn.  ‘Kriffing kark!  She could die!’
‘Hm, perhaps, and then I could keep you as a prisoner for the Mandalore if I so chose.’
Knarf gritted his teeth, clenching his jaw tightly.  He felt like pounding at the Mando dung’s face.  He formed fists with his hands and loosened them again.  Never a good idea to start a fight with a Mandalorian, especially when they’ve got a vibroblade hanging at their side.
‘Programming that droid could take days,’ he said in as steady a voice as he could.
‘Then you better get to it,’ replied Kelbourn.

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