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"Deal or no deal?" --Howie Mandel, from the television show

 

"Padawan Tysyacha!" There was no mistaking that harsh, angry snap. "Have

you come to submit yourself to the will and judgment of the Jedi Order, or

have you come to renounce it? Tell the truth, for we can ferret out lies."

 

The girl nodded once to Kyp Durron. Once upon a time, she could have

called him Master. However, neither party was in much of a mood for that

to happen now. Tysyacha, for her part, was penitent but afraid, and Kyp on

his was fiercely disappointed. Hadn't the Grand Master known she would fall?

Hadn't he sensed it through the Force? As for her: "The former," she replied.

 

"Indeed? Have you truly turned away from the Dark Side, or is this a trap?"

 

"Come now, Master Kyp." This from Rosh Penin, one of the "voices of reason"

in the quadrumvirate of the New Jedi Order. "If it were a trap, she would have

brought backup. Either she never would have come, or Padawan Tysyacha

would have moved to attack us. I sense no deception from her, Durron."

 

Kyp remained adamant. "The Sith are known to hide their true faces from

the rest of the galaxy. I'm not saying this one is Sith, but knowing of her

entirely unprovoked and unwarranted duel, she is certainly on her way to

becoming one of their kind." He turned to the Padawan. "What say you?"

 

"I am not a Sith," replied Tysyacha, "but how may I prove myself again?

What must I do to be accepted into the Jedi Order once more? Grand

Master Skywalker has already forgiven me. I don't mean to present that

as an excuse for my errant behavior, however. I was proud, and I was

frustrated. I wished to learn more than my Master wished to teach me

in the area of combat. I accepted hasty Vaapad training under Jedi Solo,

and thus fell to the double temptation of impatience and arrogance."

 

"That you did." Kyp folded his arms across his chest and turned to Rosh

and Corran Horn, his other two colleagues under Grand Master Skywalker.

"Let her make final prostration before her Grand Master if she means what

she says. Not just to kneel, but to fall flat to the ground at the feet of the

greatest Jedi who ever came to know the Force. Let this be a test of the

truth of her words. No other will suffice for me."

 

"What is this injustice?" Thus came a voice from the crowd. "How dare

you presume to be her judge, Master Jedi, when you yourself cannot

see the pride in your own soul! Can't you hear the sound of your voice?

It drips with presumptuous self-righteousness and false pride. For shame!"

 

"Who are you, sir?" Kyp squinted to see. "Show your face, if you're a man."

 

"Let this girl stand tall! Let her be proud!" Tysyacha knew this voice full well.

 

Suddenly, she had an epiphany, but she wanted to break it to Kyp gently.

"He's right," Tysyacha said softly, referring to the voice. "Have you ever

tasted the Dark Side, Master Durron? I know you have, and I have. All

of us have. Won't you say you're just as much in need of humility at

this moment as I? All of us have the capacity to sink low, lower than

we ever thought we could. We're the same, you and I, and all of us."

 

"How dare you?" Kyp almost raised his lightsaber to her in quivering fury.

"If I were not a Jedi and in full mastery of my emotions and passions, I

would challenge you to a duel. The very same duel you fought with Grand

Master Skywalker. In fact--" He motioned for a droid to bring him his

training lightsaber. "Not to the death, but to your utterly broken pride,

if need be."

 

Tysyacha raised her hands in surrender. "No. I don't want to fight you."

 

"You want peace?" Kyp was astounded. "You truly do not wish this challenge?"

 

"I didn't come here to do battle," said Tysyacha. "I've had enough of that."

 

Tysyacha saw Luke Skywalker enter the chamber. Without a second

thought, she knelt at his feet, and then in a subtle second motion, lay

down prostrate before him. At--dva. One moment kneeling as a

Knight, the next moment stretched out before him as a slave begging

for mercy or pardon. A criminal seeking forgiveness as well as redemption.

 

Kyp didn't know what to think. He felt as if his brain had suddenly exploded.

 

"Ya--vsyegda tvoya dvukh," rasped Tysyacha. I am always your second.

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"You remain my power, my pleasure, my pain." --Seal, "Kiss From a Rose"

 

(Note: There will be 5 post-turning-point discussion questions afterwards. :))

 

"Padawan, I now fully reinstate you into the Jedi Order and the path of Light..."

 

What had gone wrong?

 

Jacen Solo pondered the great weight of this question as he slunk out of the

Temple. The busts of ancient Masters gazed ahead, cold and lifeless though

made out of shining gold. Did Tysyacha know what her decision meant? She

was dedicating herself to an Order that stood for archaic tradition and

meaningless ritual instead of progress. True progress meant shedding

the old skin to put on the new; shedding the old self to be born again.

 

Jacen would soon take a Sith name. He knew he would never turn back.

 

"I offered the Padawan a chance to join me," he muttered to himself as

quietly as he dared, "and she refused. She remained loyal to my Uncle

Luke. That means I'll have to continue to bring up Ben as my apprentice

once Luke is finished training him. I never meant to replace Ben with

Tysyacha, although I had hoped to enlist her as a servant." His tone

was angry but rather resigned. After all, in the scheme of things, didn't

Ben and his loyalty matter more? Wasn't he the son of the greatest Jedi?

 

Fool! A sharp, clear voice rang in his head. You would let the

'dvukh' get away as easily as that? The Sith require that their power

in the Dark Side not only increase, but be continually sustained. If you

snare this one, you never will exhaust her. She will continue to strengthen

you even after her body is dust. Once again, your emotions are the

master of you instead of the reverse. Lumiya's voice. It had to be.

 

Do you know why you spare her? She reminds you of your mother.

 

Jacen's heart fluttered and skipped. "How can she be anything like Leia?

My mother is strong and disciplined. This one is fragile, weak. She can be

broken. Leia's trained for years as a diplomat, and she's even the one who

brought my Uncle back from the Dark Side. How can what you say be true?"

 

Think. It's not only because they're both female and brunette, apprentice.

 

Jacen's steps quickened. He preferred not to think about this. "My mother

and father are terrorists," he muttered to himself, "or at least support

the traitor planet Corellia. I have no inclination that Tysyacha seeks to

defect from the Galactic Alliance, especially since she has renewed her

commitment to the Jedi Order. What's the connection here? I can't see."

 

Of course you can't. You're blind. Use her to find them, if you can.

 

Jacen stopped walking. Of course! He would spy on Tysyacha and the

Jedi and, when the right moment struck, he would take her. Torture her

if need be. If the girl was Luke's apprentice, surely he would have told

her about his famous sister- and brother-in-law. Why would he not

reveal his secret suspicions of their whereabouts to one he trusted?

 

"I'll have to act as a penitent," Jacen reasoned, "masquerading as one

who wants to rejoin the Jedi. I'll say I've seen the error of my ways, all

the more intending to convince Uncle Luke of his. Eventually, he'll open

up to his reborn Padawan, and then I'll have them both..." He smiled, at

peace. It would all serve his purposes, and those of the galaxy, so well...

 

Discussion Questions

 

1. What points is Jacen missing in his analysis of the Jedi Order?

2. Do you think Jacen's plan is insidious, stupid, or insidiously stupid?

3. How is Tysyacha like Leia? Do you think Lumiya could be correct?

4. If Luke sees right through Jacen, what could be his "backup plan?"

5. What should Luke teach Tysyacha to prevent her possible relapse?

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1.)I think what Jacen misses in his analysis of the Jedi is that the Jedi Order has indeed progressed over it's many years. There are distinct differences between the Order under Luke Skywalker and the Order under Yoda.

 

2.)Jacen's plan is insidious and severly misguided, but he is anything but stupid. He believes his motivations to be differen't from Anakin's when he fell, but I believe they are more similar than he realizes.

 

3.)Not real sure about this one...

 

4.)I'm of the opinion that Luke already has some idea of Jacen's intent, or I'd be very surprised if he doesn't.

 

5.)I think that perhaps if Luke shared his own experience concerning the Dark Side with Tysyacha it might help her to see exactly what she was so close to becoming.

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Good Chapter as always. I'll answer the questions.

 

Discussion Questions

 

1. What points is Jacen missing in his analysis of the Jedi Order?

 

I agree with JediAthos. Jacen doesn't realise the Jedi Order has progressed since the Clone Wars.

 

2. Do you think Jacen's plan is insidious, stupid, or insidiously stupid?

 

He is misguided, as JediAthos said. With only Lumiya's voice echoing inside his mind, he doesn't have much.

 

3. How is Tysyacha like Leia? Do you think Lumiya could be correct?

 

I agree with Jacen, Tysy is nothing like Leia.

 

4. If Luke sees right through Jacen, what could be his "backup plan?"

 

Probably to bring Jacen back to the light as soon as he shows his darker side.

 

5. What should Luke teach Tysyacha to prevent her possible relapse?

 

I think Luke will teach her not to lose her anger, etc to prevent her from falling to the dark side.

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Interesting chapter. And on to the questions...

 

1. I disagree. I believe the Jedi Order is returning to it's roots of selfish and arrogant Jedi's. While they may look like not, they are. Look at Kyp for example.

2. Insidious, and severly misguided like everyone said. We need a bit betrayal here.

3. Lumiya says they are alike because i think they are both dvukhs, except Tysy is on a larger scale. Leia strengthened her brother, and Tysy strengthens everyone, whether she wants it or not.

4. I dunno.

5. Showing her the Dark Side.

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Short but very good chapter! Once again it is very interesting to see into the twisted workings of Jacen's mind. As for the questions....

 

1. What points is Jacen missing in his analysis of the Jedi Order?

 

Many of the Jedi are like the old order, but Luke is wiser, and I don't think he should underestimate Tysy either.

 

2. Do you think Jacen's plan is insidious, stupid, or insidiously stupid?

 

His beliefs have become twisted, the fact that he is resorting to betrayal and torture is proof of this, and his foresight is somewhat lacking; he trusts to much in the Jedis' forgivness. Kyp, for instance, isn't likely to let him off easy.

 

3. How is Tysyacha like Leia? Do you think Lumiya could be correct?

 

Both of them seek to resolve conflict through diplomacy, not violence, and like Jason said, they are both dvukhs in their own ways.

 

4. If Luke sees right through Jacen, what could be his "backup plan?"

 

If you are talking about Jacen, I would say he should hold Tysyacha hostage; Jedi are waekest when someone they care for is in danger, and they can do imprudent things in the hope that they can save the endangered person's life.

 

5. What should Luke teach Tysyacha to prevent her possible relapse?

 

Luke should teach her humility and perhaps when she is strong enough, show her more of the darkside and what it can do to a person. Tysy didn't understand that resorting to the darkside will always corrupt you, no matter how good your intentions are.

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Jacen sounds like he's going somewhat insane, lol.

 

1. What points is Jacen missing in his analysis of the Jedi Order?

While some of the Masters are pretty arrogant, the Order has changed a good deal since the days of the Old Republic e.g. allowing marriage.

 

2. Do you think Jacen's plan is insidious, stupid, or insidiously stupid?

How many times is Luke going to fall for that?

 

3. How is Tysyacha like Leia? Do you think Lumiya could be correct?

Don't really know.

 

4. If Luke sees right through Jacen, what could be his "backup plan?"

To find some way to show Jacen how cold he has become.

5. What should Luke teach Tysyacha to prevent her possible relapse?

How to not let her emotions get the better of her, and to look at things objectively.

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(Note: Listen to the song for full effect while you read this chapter:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iC7jPkhdJHk)

 

See him move through smoke and mirrors... --Tina Turner, "GoldenEye"

 

Swirling shadows. A sensation of floating through moist, red warmth. A

soothing daze. Tysyacha felt torn between regaining consciousness and

slipping back into the sweet sleep of oblivion. Her eyes and her limbs felt

so heavy...Better to surrender again. Suddenly, a blast of cold wafted

toward her face. She jolted awake, startled to find her wrists and ankles

shackled. In a gleaming steel chair she found herself, her left eye bloodied.

 

"Ah." A soft voice came from somewhere off to Tysyacha's near right.

"You're awake. I was beginning to think you'd hurt yourself too badly

when you collapsed in the Temple. I--didn't mean for you to hit your

head on that pillar. Just fall asleep. That's all I wanted, honestly."

 

Luke Skywalker's newly-reinstated Padawan squinted her eyes shut

and then abruptly opened them again. "Jacen?" It had to be. That

voice was too familiar and inviting, like a cold cantina drink, not to.

 

"Indeed. I seem to have startled you, so I'll explain myself. You were

welcomed back into the Jedi Order seven days ago. I had given you a

chance to join me and learn the teachings of the Sith, but you remained

steadfast and loyal to my Uncle Luke. That's all well and good, but there

is always a price for such things." Jacen folded his hands in front of him.

 

"Have I ever told you about my parents? They're terrorists supporting

Corellia in this ever-escalating war with the Galactic Alliance. Oh, dear.

I almost forgot--they're Jedi. One of them is, at least: my mother, Leia.

Her husband, Han Solo, is a pathetic excuse for a bounty hunter who

calls himself my father. Both of them are on the run from Galactic justice.

It is my duty to find and apprehend them, and you're going to help me."

 

"And if I don't?" Tysyacha was horrified to hear the sound of her voice. It

sounded like an audiodisc played on half-speed--quarter-speed. Slurred.

 

"You will. See, this chair is an instrument of rebirth. Of transformation.

You sit in it as a neophyte, one unskilled in the ways of the world and

the Force. However, you'll emerge as a paragon of both phenomena.

 

"I need information, and the only way I'm going to get it is if I am whom

I pretend to be. Luke won't believe me if I pretend to be penitent. He'll

continually doubt me. There's no way he'll tell me if he even suspects he

knows where my parents are. However, he might tell you. Thus the chair.

I shall slip into a Force-imbued sarcophagus in my meditation room here

in this safe house, and there I shall die. My pulse shall slip to zero, and

my soul shall escape this body. Through the full power of the Dark Side,

it shall inhabit yours within two hours after I activate the chair switch.

 

"Then I shall return to the Jedi Temple secure in the perfect disguise--

that of Luke Skywalker's newest apprentice. Slowly, or quickly if things

go well, he'll confide in me and tell me where he thinks his sister is. And

his brother-in-law. After I gently press him for more and more details, he'll

open up to me--that is, you--and then I shall come back and re-enter

the sarcophagus. Don't worry. Your soul will be safe and asleep within

the shell of my 'corpse'. Slumbering peacefully while this war rages on.

 

"It's not just Han and Leia I'm after, however. It's Luke, and Ben, and you.

A newly-peaceful galaxy. I'm offering you a choice. Join me, and you will not

have to go through losing your corporeal form or having your soul tampered

with. Just say the word, little one, and this great torture can be avoided."

 

"No." Good. This word was said, full speed ahead.

 

Jacen flipped the switch on the chair. "Two hours, 'dvukh'. Vow to join me,

and I'll quickly emerge from the dead. Otherwise, what is Sith shall become

Jedi, and what is Jedi shall become a very silent Sith. Farewell, until it's time."

 

Tysyacha felt a sick lurch in the pit of her stomach.

 

Luke doesn't know. Luke doesn't know I have only two hours to live.

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"Teach your children well..." --Crosby, Stills, Nash, and Young

 

"Very good, Ben." Luke was proud of his son, perhaps prouder than he ever

had been. Ben was learning to use his lightsaber without fear, even of harming

his sparring partner. Yoda had taught that fear was a path to the Dark Side,

and even though his successor had anxieties of his own, Luke wasn't about

to let them show. Instead he said, "Your confidence in sparring has vastly

improved. You're learning that you won't hurt anyone, not even your partner.

When it comes down to it, in real combat you can't afford to be scared."

 

Ben smiled, but then raised an eyebrow. "Then why do you feel afraid?"

 

Luke suddenly felt like he'd taken a hard Force Push in the gut. He sucked

in his breath and exhaled. He could lie, or at least try to tell Ben a fib, but

what good would that do? Ben would only grow colder and more distant if

his father wouldn't tell him the truth, even if it was supposedly "for his own

good." He motioned for Ben to sit down, and the young Jedi meekly obeyed.

 

"I'm worried. I believe that Jacen Solo, my nephew and your cousin, has

turned to the Dark Side. That's a large part of the reason why I had him

turn the responsibility of teaching you over to me again. At least he did

that. I think Jacen can be saved, because if he can't right now, he never

would have let me take over the rest of your training. I don't know why

or how Jacen decided to turn, but I suspect it has something to do with

Lumiya." Ben gave his father a questioning gaze. "Old girlfriend. Long story."

 

"Is she a Sith?" Luke nodded sadly at his son. "Uh-oh," replied Ben warily.

 

"Was. She recently passed away; her presence is no longer in the Force.

I think it's Lumiya who influenced Jacen and led him on this path. We have

to do all we can to turn him back to the Light, if he has indeed betrayed

us." Ben nodded, and Luke almost began to cry to see the wisdom in his

son's eyes. "I don't want him to die, and I don't want to have to kill him."

 

"What about Uncle Han?" Ben was anxious. "Does he know?" Luke shrugged.

"I sure hope we can talk to Uncle Han and Aunt Leia before they find him."

 

"Or before he finds them." Luke had always trusted Ben, and even though

he wanted to protect his only child from potentially lethal information, there

came a time when Jedi neither wanted nor needed to be protected. Ben

was only fourteen years old, but his maturity lay far beyond his years.

Somewhat reluctantly, Luke continued. "Right now, your Uncle Han

and Aunt Leia are on the run. Jacen thinks they're terrorists who

helped in the attack against the Queen of Hapes, Tenel Ka."

 

Ben was horrified. "That's not true! Jedi would never do such a thing,

let alone two members of my own family! She's your sister, Dad! It's

not true!" He stood up, ready to fight even though there was no enemy.

 

"I know," Luke said calmly. "Either Jacen is truly ignorant of this fact, or he

knows it and wants to punish his parents for being loyal to Corellia instead

of the Galactic Alliance. Remember, Jedi are supposed to be loyal to the GA.

I suspect Jacen's after them for the second reason instead of the first."

 

"What are we going to do?" Ben was furious. "This is so unfair, Dad."

 

Luke nodded. "First, I have to find out if I can still touch Leia through the

Force. If she's too far away in this galaxy, I might not be able to. There

might be someone who can help us, though--her name is Tysyacha. Would

you go speak to that protocol droid over there and ask it to retrieve her?"

 

Ben nodded. A couple seconds later, he returned to Luke and saluted. "Done."

 

However, the droid returned with this message: "The Padawan of whom

you speak does not appear to be located in the vicinity of this Temple.

I will search the Atrium Gardens and any other sectors she frequents."

Luke thanked the droid, but something in the back of his mind troubled him.

 

A strange number flashed in Ben's consciousness as well: 1:36.

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"You're either lost or you're found. There's not much in between." --Tim McGraw

 

"My Uncle Luke's not coming." Jacen's calm voice spoke to Tysyacha's mind. "I

can sense him through the Force, and he's busy training my cousin, Ben. They're

both looking for you, though. Not that they'll find us. My safe house is well-

hidden." In his dark sarcophagus, the apprentice of the late Lumiya thought

he heard faint weeping. "Are you all right? I don't want to have to do this."

 

"You're a liar." Sure enough, tears poured down Tysyacha's ruddy cheeks.

"You'd do anything to get my Master to tell you where your parents are,

and even more to turn him to the Dark Side. You don't care whom you kill

or who gets hurt on the way. The end is all that matters, not the means."

 

Jacen Solo pondered this. "That's not so. The very reason I joined the Sith

was so that I could save your Master's life, as I've mentioned to you before.

However, you do have a point. It's not that I don't care about the dozens

who have died at my hands. It's simply that I cannot care, or I'm undone.

I can't afford to suffer the torture of remorse for those who gave their lives.

That's what they are, in the end. Sacrifices. They've made theirs, and I mine."

 

Tysyacha sneered, as she was wont to do with Jacen. "Yes? Which ones?"

 

"My pride, for one, and what you view as my soul. Possibly my root in the Force.

That's why traditional Sith are so obsessed with trying to cheat death and

live forever. When Sith die, their souls undergo a rending from the Source of

their very lives. I've done all this so that the galaxy can finally live in peace.

You see, the Jedi and their way promote free will and choice, but with that

comes chaos. By not choosing to take sides or get involved in any war, they

are choosing to let hundres of thousands die, even millions, in order to keep

their sacred 'neutrality' and 'the balance of the Force'." Jacen scoffed.

 

"What matters more, they say? People as individuals, or the galaxy as a whole?

Clearly, Jedi choose the latter. However, Jedi wholly miss the critical truth that

the 'galaxy' they claim to love consists of individuals, and each person must be

loved and served individually. It's like humans who say they love 'humanity'

on the one hand and yet treat their fellow creatures as less than dogs. They

force religion down one another's throats, coerce them to vote for this political

party or that through bullying, and all of the underhanded things I do."

 

Tysyacha smirked, her tears slowing. "You're rather brave to admit that."

 

"I'm only telling you the truth. I sincerely wish this had not come to pass,

that I had never decided to follow Lumiya upon the asteroid world of Bimmiel.

However, I realize that I'm only coming to wish this about a quarter of the time,

and it sickens me. I hear the voice of Darth Sidious laughing at me in my worst

nightmares. I hear him saying, "Young one, you are just like me," and that's

why I wake up screaming in the middle of the night. Then I hear Lumiya's

voice saying it's all right, that everything will find its way to peace in time."

 

Tysyacha heard no justification, no excuses, and certainly no arrogance in

this confession of Jacen's. All she heard was the raspy voice of someone as

conflicted by what he was doing to her at this very moment as by what he

had done in the past. Thus, she made a bold proposition. "Let me go," she

whispered. "Let me go right now, and I'll tell my Master what you've done.

I'll tell him you've repented of the worst evil you could have committed in

regards to me, and maybe he'll seek you out and really give you another

chance. I'll say to him that you need to find your parents in order to

straighten this mess out about the attack on the Queen of Hapes."

 

She crossed her fingers. For seven horrible minutes, she heard no reply.

 

Then an almost choking wail came to blast her consciousness. "Tysyacha!

I think that it may be too late! I'm trying to reverse the process, but the

power of the Dark Side is proving stronger than I thought. Even though

I'm well-versed in the teachings of the Sith, I am no Sith Lord. I haven't--

taken the final steps--to become one. I want to let you go, but I don't

know if I can! I'm dying. Listen to me. Try to detach yourself from the

Force entirely. Cut yourself off, perhaps as the Exile did long ago. If

I can't save you, maybe you can save yourself. Do it now, Padawan!"

 

Tysyacha tried. She failed. Tysyacha tried again. Same exact result.

 

"No...I can no more cut myself off from the Force than I can take my own

life without any fear, guilt, remorse, or compunction about what I'm doing!"

 

Suddenly she had a thought. "Jacen," she pleaded. "Let me yield. Let me

make my own sacrifice, and this time it's for you. If we can't reverse the

process or at least neutralize it so that it stops, I will let you use my body

to learn what you have to learn. Only this--let Luke know you love him.

I want to help save you, and if this is the only way I can, you can do it!"

 

Jacen was thunderstruck. "You'd let my soul replace yours so that I can

possibly be redeemed? Even if I still decide to remain with the Sith? Why?"

 

"Sith shouldn't die," wept Tysyacha. "They should live. The myth of Hell

was created by cruel people to condemn others. I won't do that to you."

 

Jacen couldn't understand. Why was he struggling to stop crying in his tomb?

 

"Time's running out," said Tysyacha, her soul finally starting to be at peace.

"Let's try to stop this again. Both of us. On the count of three. "At--dva--tri!"

 

Jacen and Tysyacha tried to sever their dark bond. They failed.

 

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