Chapter 2

A long time ago XXXXXX had begun to question the certain teachings of the Jedi. Foremost among those teachings were those forbidding love, and attachments. She understood the downfalls that it presented, but wasn't it essentially a persons nature to love? Wasn't a parent programmed to love her child when it was born? And what about attachments?

Each padawan she had trained had been harder to let go. She had also reached the point where she stopped learning new prospects names as well as letting them know hers. It was too hard anymore when it was time for the prospect to either go home, or to their place in the temple for training. It made it worse when they cried and called to her by name.

But if attachment was this easy and this natural, then why was it forbidden? Wouldn't love for a husband or wife, or son or daughter seem to be something encouraged by the Order? Love, in moderation, seemed to her the best course of action, and forbidding it only seemed to be asking for more trouble than you were avoiding.

And what about hate? A little controlled anger had served her well in many of her fights, and she had never fallen to the Dark Side. It seemed to her that emotion when tempered, could be used constructively. All it took was a little self control.

And how about the decision to abstain from the Mando War? She had fought hard against that one, and had almost followed Revan and Alek on their quest. Actually, she would have gone had she not been in the middle of a delicate mission on the other end of the galaxy. By the time she had returned, arrest orders had already been issued for Revan and all of the Jedi who had followed him.

Only the Force had saved her from going, or she may have ended up a Sith, just like Revan and Alek, or Malak, as he was now calling himself.

There was a growing sentiment among the Jedi Order that if the council had supported Revan, that just maybe the Republic wouldn't be in this mess they were now, fighting for their lives against Darth Malak and his Sith.

Because of her misgivings, she had nearly turned down Master when it was offered. Was there really anyway she could accept a seat on the High Council when her heart was becoming bitter toward the Order and it's stagnation? And others had turned down a seat, but could SHE turn down the seat, remain in the Order and look herself in the mirror each day? Wasn't it her duty to do as the Council requested? If she didn't, was she truely a Jedi?

She put down her bush then and sat back, sinking into her meditative trance. When she awoke, the transport should be nearing the planet of Reytha.

It seemed that a man named Tarn Eorax had been attempting to contact the Sith. Apparently he was trying to sell his Force sensitive child.

I hate scum like that.