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(Heres all of chapter 7)
Davith We glanced at the door as Adi left. He was in incredible agony, nearly his whole body was in devastating pain. I can’t believe I injured so badly by just a little girl, even though she has one of the highest midichlorian counts ever recorded, he silently berated himself. He rubbed his head gingerly, wincing as he found a large bruise on the back of his head. I’ll have to thank her for such lovely bruises. He carefully laid back further on the sleepcouch, trying to prevent as much pain as possible. I’m sure Adi will sort this out, he thought as he fell asleep.
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Adi Gallia pulled her comlink out as she quickly made her way towards the Jedi Council Chamber. She spoke hastily into it.
“ Asil, your friend Davith We has been injured badly by Akiva in a practice duel. He is in the medical center now if you would like to see him.”
Asil gasped. “ Is he alright?” she asked, concern evident in her tone.
“ He is bruised badly, has a sprained wrist and a concussion at best, but there may be other injuries that I am not yet aware of.” Adi replied.
“Thank you for informing me Master.”
Adi cut the communication as she reached the door to the Jedi Council Chamber. She took a minute to compose herself before requesting to enter.
The door hissed open before her. She took a deep breath then began to enter.
I have a feeling that I’m going to be in here for quite awhile, she thought, as the door closed behind her.
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Akiva paced inside her room. I’m gonna be in big trouble this time, she thought. I didn’t mean to hurt him. I just couldn’t control myself. I hate when this happens. She threw a small trinket against the wall. She sat on her sleepcouch with a sigh. I may as well get some sleep, she thought, lying down.
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Mace Windu walked out of the Council room and sighed. How can one little girl cause so much trouble, he asked himself. The Council had been about to dismiss when Adi Gallia arrived with the news that Akiva had injured Davith We. Mace had been shocked. I knew she was terrible at controlling her temper but I didn’t see this coming. The Council had decided she would remain on probation until further noticed and that they would have various Jedi observe her and her behavior secretly. Hopefully we will be able to find out what is wrong with her and correct it, before someone gets hurt worse, Mace thought with a sick feeling of dread deep in his stomach.
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Akiva was standing in a large hangar. She looked around, startled. What am I doing here, she wondered. All of the sudden she saw a Jedi running straight towards her, purple blade ignited.
“Asil?” Akiva asked, confused.
She quickly ignited her lightsaber, praying that she wouldn’t have to use it.
“Yes, it is me, you traitor.” Asil answered, slashing at her and coming all too close to slicing off her arm.
“What are you talking about?” Akiva asked, barely countering Asil’s firm strikes.
“You know what I’m talking about, traitor. You left the Jedi Order because you could not control your anger and then killed the Jedi sent to solve the problems you created.” Asil replied, her voice dripping with disgust.
“Your’re a failure. Not only to the Jedi Order but to yourself.”
“No!” Akiva shouted.
“Search your feelings, you know it to be true. You have failed the Jedi and yourself by your lack of self control and then you murdered those who were what you failed to be in cold blood.”
Asil overpowered Akiva, sending her onto the edge of the platform.
Akiva was speechless .What have I become, she asked herself.
Asil read her thoughts and smirked.
“You have become what you had sworn to destroy; you have become a despicable, ruthless monster. And now I would end your pitiful life and avenge those you have murdered.” Asil snarled.
“No!” Akiva screamed.
“Please don’t! I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it, please don’t kill me! Have mercy on me!” She pleaded.
“Why should I show you mercy when you showed my comrades none?” Asil demanded, inching closer to Akiva,
“B… Because it is the Jedi way.” Said Akiva, desperate to retain her life.
“It’s too late for that now. Your end is now!” Asil shouted.
Akiva screamed as Asil’s amethyst blade began it’s descent toward her neck.******************************************************************************
Akiva woke up screaming. She looked around and saw the familiar walls of her room. She let out a sigh of relief .Thank the stars, it was just a nightmare, she thought. Suddenly she felt a chill creep up her spine as realization sunk in. It might not have been just a nightmare. It might be a premonition.
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