The Jedi Creed


		Chapter IV: The Duel Initiative Location: The seismic active and newly formed world of Eol Sha Directive: To destroy one another Regard Inception: Duel character point of view Another boisterous earthquake in the background. It rattled the ground a little, yet it was tolerable. I knew it was only one of a thousand more I would experience during my stay on this volcanic rock. Eol Sha. Wondering if I would ever get back to freighter all in one piece, I carry on. Would I be the one obliterated on this planet--well, who knows. My ship might beat me to it. It was a double hazard. It was will, I know it was. I wasn’t going to be alone for very long. And now, as I rub my hand upon the handgrip of the polished durasteel which is keeping my Lightsaber intact--I think of why. A simple why. It was the sense that motivated me further. My saber. It was more than a weapon. I didn’t want to use it, yet I foreseen that it was going to be essential soon enough. Why would blood have to be shed? I couldn’t visualize myself doing such an act, even though I was here to do just that. Yet blood would be shed. Yes, I knew that. So I would die then. Cooling lava ash. Only a few hundred meters away, creating a incredible scalding sensation. I don’t want to breathe, and with every breath, comes this aroma, this hidden aroma of a fiery grave, creeping before me. Yes, The Force is my ally, though I find this ally seems to creep towards me in the most unique situations I must admit. To know you will be dead any time soon, you feel it as much as possible. To know you would be part of that feeling, one with the Force. I would be one with the Force. They call me a Jedi, yet I never really understood, even now, how a name could create so much praise, as well as so much fury. I only wanted to serve my purpose, whether it be through life or death. To know that this day would come, and I would meet face to face with a Dark one, it shakes you into the realization that you’re going to be just fine. Through life or death, life would I be either way. I see him. The Dark one seems rather patient, yet aggressive in nature, as I examine him advancing down from of the side of a mountain slope, his arms waving back an forth in a unsteady yet calm fashion. His hand is griped to a interesting looking saber, slick black, an elegant piece of work. A riveting cloak I must say--it isn’t black, yet gray for some reason. Perhaps an apprentice from some sort of Dark Lord--I was never that fathomed with the conception of names, since I did have a poor memory. Well...he’s not speaking a word to me--he staring at me with his diabolic eyes--and now when I want to say something, I seem to shudder a little to myself, and now comes out silence. Now he is moving his jaw back and forth, ever so slightly yet mockingly... * * * A Jedi Knight. A plain incurment of a unsatisfactory group of weaklings. Clearly obsolete. His fear...yes. Intimidation is so trifling, yet they are unaware. Unaware of their fear, holding back the responses. He wants so much to speak. Yet what can he say...there is nothing for him to say. Silence grips his soul as a solid spike pierces the heart of the infidel. A infidel of the old ways. The non-believers of solitude. Away from his mommy. Yes, just a child that has found his father’s DH-17. Oh...and look at what he is handling...found something better to play with in his toy chest. Ah...a Lightsaber. Crude for such a infant...yet I’ll conclude his play. Infidel shall you subside. Infidel shall you bleed. For I am the nightmare in your unlit dream. * * * I heard it. He called me an infidel. * * * A hiss is heard. The Dark one raises his hand, clutching onto an ignited Saber. A dark, reddish beam is shown extending out from the plated handle. As he sways his weapon side to side, he crypts vigilantly towards the Jedi Knight. The Knight slowly gathers the Force for transformation, preserving energy to his senses. The Dark one gives into rage, bolting out his hatred as he aggressively darts to run his opponent through. Creating a Force jump, the Jedi formulates an air somersault, while in the meantime, seizes his polished durasteel Lightsaber. Landing a ways back from his adversary, his saber has been ignited to a powerful and immense purple glow. "It doesn’t have to be this way." The Dark one smiles, his diabolic eyes glimmering hate. He Force thrusts his body towards the Jedi Knight. Sparks are seen, hisses and crackles of electric current are absorbed and penetrated. The fencing is ecstatic, the flips and twirls of their entities seem magnificent. Spins and rotations are presented and done instinctively as the kindles from their blades arise in a great awakening. A confrontation of sincerity. Suddenly, there is global pandemonium. And as soon as it came, it has withdrawn. Silence. * * * I open my eyes. A giant boulder rests on top of my legs. I struggle and see if I can budge them, yet they won’t budge. I can’t feel them. I look around. Seem to be within a darkened abyss, some light is barely shown from way above. Dirt keeps falling on my face, and I’m struggling to shake it off. Seems that my neck still functions. I know I should be dead, that earthquake should have finished me off right then and there. My instincts were right though...my body is going to perish any moment now. I can see the blood dripping from my head to the ground, ever so quickly. Always wanted to be part of the one. The one which gives life and serenity to the galaxy. I wonder if the Dark one is still intact. Think. There could be a chance. Why did I say that? What chance? A chance for what? Feel your instincts. There’s something more. I know it. There is something I need to do before I leave. The Force is calling me. My purpose. It is my...initiative. I must say something. I must speak. Speak. Boltral...you must speak! * * * "Talk to me..." ..the Jedi is still alive. "Are you there...please, talk to me..." Crude for him. Yet coldly satisfying for me. A matter of a torturous burden for such a hideous prime of Jedi. His call pleases my ears...as my tongue is simplified without motion. "Are you still there...are you alive..." His coughs and his unstable groans of anguish sound rather violent. A great amount of pain is upon him. As soon as I leave this crater of rock, I will run him through. Mercifulness indeed. Yet it needs to be done. "I know you are there...I know you are there...Talk...Talk to me...I know you hear me..." I can’t stand this any longer. He will die anyway. Mercifulness is not my top priority anyway. Might as well keep him alive long enough so I advance my way out of this hole in the ground to run him through. Just to make sure the matter is clear...and that he is finished, situated upon my saber blade. "Why do you plea, Jedi. "I need to talk to you. "What about Jedi...you perceive that you are about to die. There is no hope for you. Just end yourself and let me come and destroy you. It is the only way." "I must tell you something before I leave." "There is nothing to tell. You have lost. Let the victor end your pathetic life." What a stubborn entity. I’ll find a way out of here, whether these cracks allow me or not. "What is your name Dark one?" Might as well. At least he has enough valor to uncover the name of his assassin-to-be. "My name is Katori." "I am Jedi Boltral." What does that matter. You won’t be for long. "You are going to have to hear me out...whether you desire to hear my words or not. I must serve my purpose." Forget it. I’m not even going to say anything. "There is a way. Whether you realize it or not, the way you are looking for is closer than you believe. You have to realize your blindness. Open your eyes Katori...even if you destroy my body, I will still remain in your intellect. You will never forget me...and I will help you pry your eyes open. I will--" Almost out of here. "--show you the light of reality. The menagerie cannot hold your soul forever. You must set yourself free. I will help you, if you let me Katori. Believe in the truth. See through your soul, not your eyes..." Ah. There we go. "You cannot destroy me. You don’t convey that power. That is not your purpose...there is something more which lies ahead for you. The light will burn off the hinges and the door will fall. Free yourself from the burden of darkness and live. Live for peace and justice Katori. Live for peace and--" * * * "Now you will die Jedi Boltral. So it will be for all who are weak as you. May the fittest survive the storm...and may your body rot in volcanic flames." No, I will not let Katori do this. Though he simpers with fury, I feel something else within him, a conflict, a light struggling to burn free from the torch of hate. "Look at what you do. This is not the way. Realize the reality of who you are Katori. Control yourself. Understand the truth. Of who you are...this is not the way. You will only be consumed by the fittest of the Dark ones, not of the light." "How much a fool...as I once was. To attempt to open a door that has been permanently sealed for all time! Realize what is Boltral...death consumes you as we speak. You should be thanking me to end your life as it was meant to be." You are so wrong. I will teach you. "Strike me down then. And I will live in you...and change you from the inside out. That is the only way. Your darkness will triumphantly come to a obliterating end. Good will overcome you. And both you and I will live to see it." Good. He is silenced...he’s beginning to realize the truth. The truth that he had forgotten yet will seek him out. Now I will change him from within. * * * Do you hear me. No, I do not hear you. Do you hear me Katori. Yes, I hear you. Let me help you. There is no chance for me. Let me be. No Katori. There is good in you. I feel it. Darkness has consumed me. No it hasn’t. Let go of the darkness. It has devoured me alive. I am a puppet to its cause. I have come to save you Katori. There is no hope for me. Soon you will be dead, and I will be gone from this place. That is not true Katori. I will not die. I will live in you. There is no room for you. Darkness fills my void. The tide will subside. And when it does, I will free you. And we will be one. One of what. One with the Force. Why. There is no why. There is the Force. I am the Dark one. You will see Katori. My body has almost left me. Hold on, I am coming. I do not know how to live. I will show you Katori... I do not know how to learn. I will teach you Katori... I do not know how to love. I will care for you Katori... I want to know so much. So much. Yet it seems so far away. I can’t make it. Yes you can. You are not alone...believe. I want to cry now. Help me. I am almost there Katori. I am almost there... It hurts so much. I will cure your pain. Will I live. Yes. Is there truth Boltral. Yes. There is truth Boltral. Yes. Yes. * * * I stare into his eyes, which now does not provide any hint of life underneath them. His body seems cold and tired, yet fearless. Now as he disappears in front of my own eyes, I can see that I have nothing to fear as well. Eol Sha. Another boisterous earthquake I hear in the background. It rattles a little, yet it’s tolerable. I know I won’t experience them for long, for I leave this volcanic rock. Then its earthquakes will never again clamor the ground which I stand upon. Never again. I have the will now, I know I have. I am not alone any longer. And now, as I rub my hand upon the handgrip of the polished durasteel which is keeping my Lightsaber intact--I know why. 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