Peace is a lie....there is only Passion

My eyes open as my masters voice becomes heard,
Listening intently, taking in all there is to learn, I rise.
"What is thy bidding, my master?" 


I leave immediately to locate and terminate my masters enemies,
One at a time, gaining the knowledge behind each kill.
Lightsaber in hand, force brewing stronger in the other, I acsend.


What did he mean? I can't go back...or can I?

I push these sudden thoughts and feelings away, barracading them from my master as I kneel down, awaiting praise.
"He is dead, master" I said as he took the fallen's lightsaber.

Lightsabers crashing, force blows shared, the fears of others fill my head, and fuel my being. I will defeat the Emperor and my master. 

"Run, protect the Senators and get to the ship, I will be right behind you" as I take more and more steps toward the struggeling Emperor, lightning caught in my hands and his...BOOM!!

A terrific white light engulfs me and all else as the Senators escape.  Struggeling to their feet, the Emperor and my master continue on, bracing the Empire for the inevitable Rebellion.


Laying here alone, I begin to wonder as all my past doubts, pain, judgment, and thoughts are free forever, in this endless force.
I remember back to where it all began, and to where it all ended.

Through all my hardships, all that I have come to know...
Was it really worth it? What I did..was it all necessary?
I look back at myself, all those people I have slain...

Was it all really worth the trouble and fighting it brought forth?
Will this rebellion I helped create really stand a chance?
Was my master right...or was I fooled all along?