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Kari's eyes met with Bryce's as he feel, Kari's whole body went numb. Everything was falling apart, everyone was dieing and she was just sitting there. As his body hit the ground Kari began to stand, and a feeling she had never felt before had overcome her. She didn't care, not about the Jedi, Glacian, Zeth or anyone, all that mattered was to see that Dark Jedi die at her hands. Karis eyes blocked by the shadow of her hair, kept anyone from seeing what was happening. From the roots of her hair, it spread like water, her brown hair bleached out by a very bright shinny white color. As Kari lifted her head, the once blue of her eyes was now yellow, she had no care but to see this person die before her. Kari's first time ever feeling the dark side of the force came to conssumed her to almost the very core.

Kari's anger was beyond control and she used every bit of the force to run at Reith with everything she had. With her saber at her side Kari pulled it up and began to unleash an furry of strikes agenst Reith. She pushed her back and back, now Kari was in control of fight. But inside Kari was fighting to keep alive the person she was, trying keep from being taken over by the darkness.

The anger continued to rize within Kari, this was anger not just from this moment but from all of her training. From always being a step behind everyone, always having to be saved by Zeth or Glacian someone always having them help her. Had she been able to keep up with them back then, then maybe Bryce would still be here. Al the lies fed to her by Manic who made himself out to be Master Swex and Master Alron, who Kari had defended to Manic, saying he was not a Dark Jedi and in the end turned out to be one all along. Kari life seemed to be a joke for everyone to watch and laugh, everything she did was never as good as someone else. Kari would not let her life be a joke anylonger she would prove she could do this....no matter the cost.

Jami quickly whispered into his comlink. "Deenine, get a tracer on that ship." The droid beeped and quickly fired a tracer onto the ship Reith was getting in. It hit the underside of the wing, where Deenine was able to track it easily. Jami sighed happily and slowly rose to his feet, taking a few, cautious steps.

Jami sighed and shook his head as his vision blurred. He regarded Zeth coldly. "If you want me to stay out of this one, it's your call." He slowly made his way to his quarters and stripped to his underclothes. He fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow. ((Must be off if no one else needs me.))

Kari hit the ground with a tud, by the time she got up she could see the ship blasting off, she ran after if for a moment. The Dark Jedi was gone but her anger was not. Kari quickly turned and saw Zeth behind where Bryce's body lay.

WHY! Kari yelled.

Kari charged at zeth the anger and hate on her face and in her eyes was a sigh of what was happening to her. Why didn't you try to save hi..... Kari began to yell at Zeth.

Kari's mind she remembered Zeth words that day he last returned.
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"No matter what, I promise never to cross blades with either of you....]]

Kari saw he had lifted his saber to attack, he was willing to fight her. The anger on her face faded and as the anger in her left left her charge changed to a jog and then a moment later to a walk, and finaly a dead stop. Her saber was nolong active, and just lay in her hand. As she looked into Zeth eyes, she remembered what she had promised everything she had been though with him, and most of all, the love she felt. Kari stoof looking into his eyes, blinking from moment to moment, no anger on her face but still the yellow of her eyes still was there.

Another blink this time she stoped when they shut, a tear fell from her right cheek, and dripped off her face. Her eyes opened, only half way as if she had been awake for a month long, the yellow in her eyes was also gone as the eyelids lifted. The water blue in them had returned to where it once was, but her hair had not, it still was a bright silver. Kari worked to form words into her mouth again.

I.....I'm.....sorry......

All that could be heard was metal hitting the ground, Kari's saber had fallen from her hand as she fell unconcious into Zeth arms. She had given it all she had and then some. Her first padawan was dead, and so was the master of all the Jedi. this alone could mean the death of the Jedi, this was the lowest point she had even seen the jedi order fall as well as herself......

Zeth had slowed down crying after a good while. When the rain had receded alittle, he carried Kari in a craddled hold and began to walk for the steps. Before he come the the first set of stair, he saw the body of Bryce, dead on the ground, unable to save him. He thought he would deeply hurt Kari if he left it there so he went back and put him on his shoulders. The weight he put on his body was severely painful and made his wound hurt beyond belief, but this pain was nothing compared to what Kari would go through when the truth hits her when she wakes up.....if she wakes up.

The stairs didn't help either. Each step made blood drip from his many wounds and pain filled his entire body, carrying both Kari and Bryce back up to the temple, a trail of blood trailing up the stairs to the almost empty Jedi Temple. When he reached the top, he saw the body of Master Yoda, dead on the ground with a puncturing whole in his body. Zeth could only wonder what whould happen now that the leader of the Jedi was now dead.

The pain was unbearable, but he got Master Yoda on his other shoulder and carried him inside. He was no Jedi, but he wouldn't leave a body of the Force to go wasted on the ground. The halls echoed the steps and blood drops from Zeth, his groans rippled down the dark corridors with every step as he finally made it to the medbay. The droids were all offline and he had no idea how to turn them on, so any chance of saving Bryce or Master Yoda was all gone, but Kari he would not give up on.

Zeth placed Kari in one of the clean beds and covered her up. After setting her to bed, Zeth tok the two lifeless bodies to an alter on the other side of the temple. The weight was lifted somewhat and not as painful when he carried two bodies.

His sight began to dialate and became very hard to see somewhat. The alters he had to set up were very difficultand painful,but zeth set them up and placed the two bodies on the alters to burn them. Before he did, he thought he and Kari should do it together. Kari would burn Bryce being he was her padawan.The extreme stress was gone and he made his way back to the medbay to sit next to Kari until she would awaken. He saw all the blood he had lost, but he stayed awake when he got to where Kari was.

Zeth looked at his hands, bloody from his and Kari's wounds. He clitched them tightly and angrily punched at the wall. He punched again and again with both hands in a pattern to show how upset and angry he was at himself for being weak and not being able to save them. His groans mixed with his cries as he hit the wall over and over. His tears his the ground the same time his blood did and started to make a puddle of both. He only stopped because the wall was punched through deeply. His hands throbbed with pain and began to swell extremely so he would be unable to use his hands for some time. The cuts bled from his hands as he sat down and stared at the ceiling like he was drugged severely.

"Why...............why has this happend?"

He fell to a slight slumber from the internal blood loss as his blood touched the ground, he slept next to Kari until she would awaken

From the confines of his newly acquired quarters, a newly discovered jedi youth watched the events that took place within the peaceful and serene environment that the jedi who discovered him had promised. Of course, it was nothing but silent nor peaceful. It was his second day at the temple, away from everything he knew on Kothlis. He missed his home but at the same time knew that he was doing the right thing coming to Coruscant and the Temple.

Sehan, young as he was, used what limited use he had in the force, his ability to see through walls, to watch the lightsabers clash, emotions flow, and people, he didn't know if they were jedi or not, get injured or die.
He hoped the jedi were winning. The heroes of his storybooks can't lose, right?

Nevertheless the young Bothan turned student to the force watched in awe, shock, and horrot. Never before had he seen such ferocity in battle as well as the impossible acrobatic moves that some fightes pulled off. There was so much he didn't understand yet and so much to be learned. He stared through his room's duracrete wall, totally fixated on the current events happing not too far away from his dwelling.