Master Thresh grabbed his chest and fell to his knees. The ripple through the force was powerful and clear. Sith apprentice had become master, it was followes by the quick death of numerous force users and then avalanches of pain. It was all he could do, to meditate and find his calm island to weather this storm.
The darkwood had been a place of much mystery. The den of the he was sent to find must have been found and destroyed. As he meditated the force openned a vision a direction, a will.
He saw two young puppets held by the raven claw. Lux and kittiara destined to fall to the darkside. Raven would be emperor of the sith and destroy the shogun. He felt a hard slap across his face. He awoke from his meditation ignoring the fear of such a vision. He believed that destiny was not final and could be changed. The apprentices were the key.
He looked at the man who slapped him awake. A pirate by dress though the shirt was extremely fine. The man spoke, "sorry master shogun, i thought you maybe dead just sitting there for days,had to do something. You can get us out of here right?"
"I could, but my task is urgent. I must find kittara."
"well, as luck would have it..."
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