darkness take me.. for i walk alone

Sharn_Musashi

part one:

Sharn Musashi. ordained as a Knight of the Jedi order. by one of the last people she'd expected to speak praise of her walked alone... through the streets of doaba. the wind of Corellia sweet in her nostrels. she could hear children playing in the distance. and if she'd sharpened her senses just a little more. she'd hear the idle chatter of people in the buildings close by...

but she walked alone.

gone where the days she'd grovel to the Masters. and say pretty words to make their older hearts skip a beat with fantasies of destiny and greatness for the young blind woman..

She had killed in rage... and it felt good.

Her lightsaber dangled solemnly from her hip. The feel of its metal gently clapping against her skirt was soothing.. she’d walk the distance from this place the communications facility where her friend had worked. to where she'd left her Padawan. flying in was too risky. Especially in a high profile fighter craft like the Eta-2 Actis Interceptor. That she lovingly named Shooting Star

She continued to hike slowly across the Corellian mountain ranges. Enjoying the fresh air.. and calm serenity… maybe this would find a way to keep the rage from within her broken and repaired body at bay… maybe this would teach her solitude… though she craved the connection to others… without her eyes. She was useless to the Jedi… but without her eyes she would remain.

She walked Alone…

Sharn_Musashi · Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 12:16 am Post subject:

part two: the force fights with me.

Sharn walked into the communications center where her friend Nathan Craft had been employed part time for months. The young tech knew of her special gifts. But hadnt told anyone of them. She had trusted him until recently.

Til’essir and herself had been exiled from the Jedi order. And though the mentor and pupil pairing stayed intact the two had become close and dependent on eachother. But for this… she needed to leave Til’essir alone and safe..bound and incapacitated at the hotel locked in a room with local security protecting the “VIP” in the room… she had to do something she couldn’t begin to forgive herself for. Let alone ask another forgiveness

Upon spotting her friend sharn smiled and kept her blind eyes bellow the mask she wore over them. Walking up to him they exchanged banter for a few minutes… before guards started coming into the room.. 7 individual heartbeats. Including Nathan’s

“ I know why you’re here Musashi… I got the holo recording of you and that sexy little twi’lek in the body suit assaulting the slave traders operation near Tyrena. I must say… you move slower now that you have to concentrate on not hitting yourself with that laser sword”
Sharn could sense the smug grin on the man’s face. And it made her grind her teeth together before replying.
“if you saw the video recording… then you know I took five of your men apart without taking a blaster hole in my cloak… Back down Nathan. Your under arrest by the authority of CorSec”

it was over in an instant. Before anyone in the room realized Sharn had snapped the lightsaber hilt off her waist and began laying siege to the enemies. Snapping blasterfire off the focused energy blade into the ceiling and walls with satisfying sizzles of mortar and electrical conduits. Nathan stood defiantly guarding his work station as sharn cut the blaster in his hand in twine. “y… you cant. You’re a Jedi! Your not allowed to kill people!” the man spoke fear raising to the boiling point in his voice. “good… fear is an ally when dealing with slime like this” Sharn’s thoughts trailed from her mission.

“ if I where a Jedi Nathan… I wouldn’t have killed your men… I didn’t kill you because im saving you for last… I want answers and I want them NOW!” she snared the man by the collar of his shirt. Sweat trickled from the pores of his forehead. She could smell the salty brine of its composite. Spittle from her demanding snarl near her face mixed with it now. And she smelled something new… something sudden… urine… she’d scared him to the point where he had wet himself…

the fear no longer served its purpose and she picked the slave master that was once her friend up by his throat. Using the force to give her the strength she held him there until he stopped twitching and stillness came over his lifeless body. She discarded the corpse beside her with a satisfied and justified feeling in her blood…

this was the man that caused her Til’essir so much pain… and now she alone would be able to help her feel good again… starting with the death of the man that sold her parents to the highest bidders…

and she started back… walking alone