Thrashing my light saber toward him was painful each time-worse than being stabbed-or even killed. He should no mercy-but the light behind his eyes showed he didn't want to do this as much as I.
"Your master has taught you well." He smirked as he blocked my attack.
How long have we been going at this?
I smiled slightly and force pushed him back for me to catch my breath. "Why would you think he taught me how to fight like this?" I breathed.
"If what your implying is that you're self taught-I might have been under estimating you for the longest time."
"That must be the case."
I felt a surprising chill run up and down my spine as he slowly marched toward me. His dark red eyes locked onto my bright yellow globes. I wanted to run to him and forget what he was-but the Jedi council would never let it down-I would never be able to win with him. All I could do is step back and get ready to attack.
"Must you always strike a defencive pose?" His voice was dark-romantic even could be a choice to say. I could only feel my voice give out before any words could form. The only ones I knew how to say were "stay away!" but that did nothing. I was only a padawan-not a real threat to a master of the dark side. Even with him being twenty feet away I could feel is heat-the warmth of his strong body-no. I cannot fall into temptation. I had a mission and it was over-I got the information-I could run. But I knew I would dare do so.
"Have you ever considered coming to the dark side? With young blood such as your own we could become stronger" he steps close enough to whisper into my ear "as a team and company"
The feeling of his hot breath running down my neck made me want to melt-I couldn't resist him. "I'm sorry-but my loyalty is with the republic." My voice never shook.
"Oh-so you want to be their chew toy? Don't you realize that you are on the wrong side-we never wanted to fight-we wanted everyone to be happy-"
"Shut up! I'm tired of your twisted logic!" Without thinking I plunged my light saber toward him-but he was too fast. By the time my saber would have hit him he was already behind me, throwing me to the wall holding my neck gently.
"didn't your master ever tell you to not charge without giving it thought? I must say you are almost as bad as General skywalker."
He wasn't my master-Master Windu was-but I felt that i was wiser-smarter then general skywalker.
I held my breath. His hand slide to my shoulder tugging me toward him.
I couldn't decide if I was scared or excited. he leaned down closing deeply into my face lowering his eyes every inch he became closer. "but sometimes not giving thought into an action is needed."
with that he forced his lips over mine kissing me passionately. My eyes grew wide but after a short period of time I gave in and forgot what I was taught.
Did it truly matter where we had our points of view? Or who taught us right from wrong?
Pulling back-I couldn't help but gaze up into his eyes. They were kind. Something I had never seen from him before. "Never change Sakria." he gently whispered. Stepping back, he gestured to the door. "You should be leaving-your master might be worried."
That was the last thing I wanted to do-leave.
He walked away-I presume back to his layer and left me to dwell on his kiss-he did a good job on that.
I ran out of the room and back to my ship. I had to act like I was in a panic to leave-might as well make it realistic.
"h7-f3, patch in a line to the Jedi council" I demanded my droid unit as I set up my ship. With in seconds I saw a small blue hologram of the masters.
"Mission was successful masters-I'm on my way back."
They didn't exactly respond-just nodded and hung up.
I wanted to go back. But I knew one day-I'd see him again