Enemy mine – the CHAOS cut

[Corvus Raaf]

Corvus nodded at his words. It made sense to wait until dark – the heat was unbearable even for her and the Mon Cal must be feeling it worse.

“In truth, every Jedi should seek peace, and solve issues with words.” She used his phrase back to him to show she was of a similar mind. “Physical force should always be the last resort. The Code teaches us this but…” Her voice trailed off as if unsure if she should continue. She found the subject uncomfortable with her fellow Jedi, let alone her current companion. But perhaps because of who and what he was, it might make it easier to say. She looked him in the eyes, an earnest expression on her face

“Sometimes I see things that Jedi do that make me feel like the outsider. Like I’m in the wrong. When we met previously, I saw a Jedi Master appear. I’d never seen him before but he was clearly a Master. And he came across some agitators. Not Sith Knights or even Apprentices, I think you call them that, yes? Anyway, his first reaction was to draw his saber and cut them down. No discussion. No reasoning. No Force power to subdue them. No – instant death was his first reaction.”

She went silent but it was clear she was just steeling herself for more words. “And I hear Jedi suggest the Code is optional, or they rewrite it to suit themselves and…well I’m sure you know exactly what I am saying."

"I am minded of a specific tenet of my Code. Honour The Jedi Order. It says that when a Jedi behaves badly in public, an observer might think, 'If this Jedi is a representative of the whole Order, then plainly no Jedi is worth respect.' On meeting a second Jedi, who behaves better than the first, that same person might think, 'Does this say that half the Jedi are good, and half bad?' On meeting a third Jedi, who behaves as well as the second, the person thinks, 'Was the first Jedi an exception, then?' You can see my point. Only by the good behaviour of the majority of Jedi can anyone be certain that the poor behaviour of one was unusual. They are not my words, but those of Odan-Urr.”

She shook her head and went silent, staring not at anything else but the ground.

[member="Avreet Zatarus"]

 

[Darth Veles]

When more of the Knight's words reached the Sith Lord's ears, something in the way the young woman started made him stop his pace and look at her, as if something prompted him to look at her, a sudden wave of empathy he felt towards the Jedi girl. Despite belonging in a different Order that followed different Code and tenets, he perfectly understood how she felt. Having witnessed many Jedi using the Dark Side to fight the Dark Side, killing their opponents without even pausing to think whether to let them live or not, gleefully letting their emotions out in battles and forgetting who they are, Veles realized [member="Corvus Raaf"] had to feel like an outcast from time to time, despite following the Code to the best of her abilities and obviously disapproving of the Jedi who were quick to dismiss all of their beliefs the moment those no longer had any use. Yes, in the moment the Mon Cal's large orange eyes locked with the girl's gaze, he expressed his understanding without having to say a single word, showing her he had faced something similar in his time with the Sith. Despite being a loyal member of the Order, he often found himself questioning actions of his Sith brothers and sisters. Until he started to think of those black sheeps as Dark Jedi, someone who is not a true Sith but merely uses the Dark Side without adhering to the Sith Code.

"I know how you feel," the Sith finally said after several long seconds passed since the Jedi Knight expressed her opinion and broke the gaze between them, now looking at the sand. "I dare to say I am more of a Jedi than the Master you spoke of, despite the fact I am no Jedi. I will never follow your Code, I am a Sith. True Sith like me believe pointless killing is distasteful and gives us nothing. It is a sign of weakness. I call those Sith who do it Dark Jedi. They do not deserve to be called Sith." The amphibious man explained kindly.

"Maybe you should do the same thing I do. Ask yourself if those people in question are still Jedi. If they break and violate the Code, even suggest to get rid of the one thing that truly makes a Jedi; are they really Jedi? They may belong in the same Order as you, but if they toss away what a Jedi stands for and make the rules optional so they do not have to follow them, aren't they Dark Jedi as well? Dark Jedi kill without reason or care. They are too weak, too lazy to solve the problems they face differently." He paused for a while to let his words sink in, sighing softly when he spoke again.

"Both of our Orders are plagued by those people. Idiots who care only about themselves, who mask their own weakness by slaying the weakest and hide behind the greater good or necessary sacrifices. Those are Dark Jedi. True Sith and true Jedi should not suffer those, and while I understand it is against your belief to eliminate them in the most permanent fashion, you should not ignore them if you value yourself as a true Jedi. Report the Dark Jedi to someone, perhaps? I do not know how these things work in your Order. If you do nothing, they will grow, and soon your Jedi Order will be another Silver Jedi Order." The Mon Cal said and a tear rolled from his left eye.

"I have failed the Sith. The One Sith are full of Dark Jedi. Once feared by their enemies and loved by their people, they are nothing but wild animals now, hated by everyone. They will be more vicious than ever... then they'll fall apart on their own, due to their inability to reason."

 

[Corvus Raaf]

Corvus felt uncomfortable. She believed in the Order and had to believe in the infallibility of its Masters. So to talk like this was…disrespectful, and she felt ashamed.

A lot of what he said resonated. Of course not all of it. She would only kill as a last resort. His words suggested he would only kill if it was necessary. They weren’t the same thing.

“It is not for me to say if they are Jedi. The Grandmaster is very clear in her views and has stated publicly that those that do not follow the Code will be called to account for themselves. She has the right to brandish them Dark Jedi. I on the other hand can have an opinion but keep my counsel. I respect my Masters. It is the Jedi way.”

She had been shocked to see a tear. And not necessarily because of something the Sith had done but it appeared because her own Order was being turned into something it ought not to be. This made her feel even more uncomfortable. Part of her wanted to console him but she had no idea if this would be welcomed. He could even take offence.

But his final words stung the most. In stating that he believed he’d failed the One Sith, he put a burden onto her shoulders. If she did nothing and allowed people to go around saying they were Jedi whilst acting against the Code, she would have failed the Jedi Order.

She was glad they had reached her ship. “Let us take shelter and plan for the darkness. Who knows what manner of beasts roam these sands when darkness falls.” And she chuckled. “No pun intended.”

[member="Avreet Zatarus"]

 

[Darth Veles]

Veles resisted the urge to shake his head. This young Jedi appeared to have the same problem as Maya - was that a thing among the good Jedi? - and that she was loyal. Overly loyal, it appeared. Even after being beaten like a dog and witnessing crimes of those she believed to be her friends, the Zeltron healer chose to stick with the Dark Jedi, not daring to say a word against them again, which eventually led to her promotion. Quite tragic and sad to see an excellent Healer who followed her beliefs to be turned into an obedient dog who ignored the un-Jedi behavior of her comrades.

The Mon Calamari did not want to see another Jedi to end up like that, so he hoped the Jedi would also choose to meditate and perhaps think of his words a bit. This definitely made Veles wonder about his own loyalty; what was he loyal to? The recent incident proved that he would not follow his superiors if he believed them to be wrong and not true Sith. Did that mean he followed his own code of honor and the Sith Code, loyal to the Sith as a whole? The fact he had, in fact, betrayed the Sith superiors twice in his life because they have turned into tyrants suggested his true loyalty was to his beliefs.

Removing the tear by wiping it into the right sleeve of his tunic, the Sith Lord nodded, reaching under his cloak and taking the small bottle of water, having a small sip before placing it back and following [member="Corvus Raaf"] to her ship. Gazing over the Republic-made wreck, it appeared the woman had suffered somewhat softer landing than he had. Before going outside, the Sith Lord walked beside the ship, staring at the horizon. Nothing but desert...

Turning around and knocking on the metal hull with his webbed claws, the Sith paced towards the entrance that led inside the bowels of the damaged vessel. He did not go deep inside; after his booted feet touched the metal floor and he found himself surrounded by four walls, the Sith Lord knelt down, placing his webbed hands on the thighs and closed his large eyes. "I need to meditate," explained the amphibian, "Please pay me no mind... Unless there is something specific you'd like to talk about?" Pushing the Dark Side out of his body, he emptied himself of all feelings and emotions, becoming little more than a machine inside. The Light Side demanded such sterility before it accepted his invitation and slowly started finding its way into his body. Like before, Avreet focused this energy into his left side to support the healing of his wound.

 

[Corvus Raaf]

Corvus found talking to Avreet quite comfortable as they walked but in the confines of the ship the close proximity of the Mon Cal felt more oppressive. His desire to meditate was something of a relief therefore. "I have a meditation chamber you can use if you wish - but just there is fine too."

Whilst he was occupied, she did a tour of her ship - in case there was anything of use she'd missed. There was nothing that suggested it would be useful under the present circumstances. So she grabbed some water and some dry rations and sat and relaxed. She felt too on edge to meditate, but she did regularly connect to the Force to ensure there was nothing amiss.

[member="Avreet Zatarus"]

 

[Darth Veles]

The young Sith gave the woman a small nod to express he heard her offer of using the meditation chamber on the ship. He did consider it, but then again, he believed any place was suitable for a meditation, except, of course, for the places where either aspect of the Force was particularly strong. As such, Avreet remained kneeling, deeply exhaling and inhaling, calming himself down and pushing away the world around him to keep all distractions at bay. Naturally, he still very much knew what was going on in his vicinity; he just ignored it all, all his focus going towards his injury. Soon, very soon, he felt the Light Side doing what he commanded it to do, healing his body by greatly speeding up the natural regeneration process. The combination of Force heal and the bacta bandage brough him great relief, all pain completely gone, replaced by a subtle tingle in the flesh. Avreet made a mental note to combine real medical aid with Force heal in the future to achieve better results, at least before he learned how to heal effectively.

Another thing he noticed was the silence. The Light Side remained quiet, something unusual for the Sith, as he was used to the Dark Side communicating with him when he meditated. While not literally talking to him, Veles had noticed that when drawing the power of the Dark Side into his body, it often filled him with various emotions and ideas of what he could become if he embraced it further. There was nothing like that with the Light Side. The Sith Lord honestly did not know if he should by unnerved by that or not, but as long as the Jedi power served him well, he saw no reason of not using it. If only the other Sith listened to him, saw his idea of controlling both Light and Dark Side of the Force was vastly better than restricting themselves to only one aspect! A true Sith should not shy away from power, even if this power belonged to the Jedi.

[member="Corvus Raaf"]

 

[Corvus Raaf]

The Mon Cal was clearly deep in meditation. Unable to settle, Corvus unpacked, packed, unpacked and then repacked her small bag. The contents didn't change but it kept her busy.

Then she unclipped the shoto from her belt. Elara's. Occasionally, when alone but not meditating, she would consider the fateful day she'd received this. How Balaya, Darth Praelior, had taken the Padawan. How the Sith had taunted her over how she was going to torture the girl. The feelings of guilt flooded back. Corvus had lived - and escaped whereas Elara had been captured. She didn't know if she felt more guilty for Elara being taken or for her being able to get back to the Academy. Was Balaya a good or a bad Sith in Avreet's eyes? Perhaps she would ask him? Perhaps not.

The sun was setting quickly and the light was fading fast - and with it the temperature. She didn't know if she should disturb Avreet, so instead she waited for him to end his meditation in his own time. She had the patience to wait.


[member="Avreet Zatarus"]

 

[Darth Veles]

With one final exhale, the Sith Lord ended the meditation, his body with little energy left after he had spent it on healing himself. His left side did not hurt anymore, but he knew better than to remove the bacta patch and possibly undo the short healing meditation. Removing the hood from his head, the amphibious Sith slowly filled his heart with passion and emotions again, suddenly feeling alive when the Dark Side entered his body and wiped out the Light, giving Avreet a bit of energy, almost as a gift for an old lover. No matter how hard the young Sith tried, he never understood how anyone could say the Light Side was natural. For him, only the Dark Side made him feel complete, alive.

A soft breeze of air washed over his sensitive skin, letting him know the temperature had drastically dropped from earlier. The large time period between the start and the end of the meditation explained the good results of his Force healing. Both eyes of the Mon Calamari opened, large orbs swivelling around and searching his surroundings. The young Knight was out of his sight, but definitely not out of the reach of the Force. Feeling her presence, he considered using telepathy to let her know he had finished his meditation, but immediately scrapped the idea; the Jedi might interpret it as an attack on her mind, possibly panicking if she felt his voice in her head.

Getting up, Avreet stretched his muscles a bit before going after the Knight’s signature, his pace relaxed to avoid startling her with his usual swift and determined walk. Truly, it scared many Jedi when they felt a powerful Sith going straight towards them, something Darth Veles did not want to do in order to avoid possible combat. This Jedi appeared to be strong and it would be a great shame if the galaxy lost someone like her.

“Greetings, Knight Raaf,” Avreet offered her s friendly smile after going through the door and finding the young woman, [member="Corvus Raaf"]. “You look very good, given the situation… and having a Sith Lord aboard your ship. I have to admit to have half expected to be attacked while meditating, but you have not used that moment of weakness against me. Impressive, Knight! You might be one of the best Jedi I have ever met, if not the best.” Avreet said with some admiration in his voice. “Anyway, I believe I am ready to go when you are.”

 

[Corvus Raaf]

Corvus could sense Avreet was stirring, his meditation over. And then she heard his approach and finally his greeting.

She was still unsure and his words – were they flattery, mocking or just the truth. She couldn’t tell and wasn’t going to tie herself in knots working it out. In fact the prospect of killing him hadn’t even occurred to him – and this, in a perverse way – troubled her. Taking his life would be the result of exploring all other options and failing. But if he left now, wouldn’t every soul destroyed by him from this point on be on her conscience? She had not time to consider this thought as he was clearly ready to move. Nor was she prepared to discuss his thoughts – at least not yet.

“Avreet,” for now that felt the most appropriate name to refer to him by, “I am ready to move on too. Just to say I’ve double-checked my ship for anything of value in our current situation but I am afraid I found nothing of use. I have some rations and basic medical supplies but nothing else. And do you have an opinion on which direction to travel in?”

He was older and therefore most likely wiser than her – and old habits died hard.

[member="Avreet Zatarus"]

 

[Darth Veles]

The Sith Lord noted the woman had addressed him by his real name. Considering that was not always the case, Avreet guessed Corvus must have thought about his words, or maybe their situation, and decided the Mon Calamari did not seek to harm her. If that was the case, then it was a very good thing, as the amphibian hated the paranoia of the Jedi when he chose not to attack them, and the guardians of peace believed he wanted to trick them in some way, which resulted in accusing the Sith of wanting to poison them all and other things stereotypical Sith did. Quite annoying, really, so it came as a pleasant surprise this [member="Corvus Raaf"] did not accuse him of being some sort of supernatural evil energy in every sentence.

He thought back to the moment when he sat in the cockpit, watching the screen shortly before the storm hit. The ship headed for the major city of this planet, named Ke’la. While the storm could have easily knocked the vessel from its original course, the amphibian did not know of any other lead to follow

“I do have an idea. We should head…,” he quickly imagined the direction of his fall and the location of the Knight’s ship, “East. I believe that if we go east, we shall eventually get to the city… And if we’re lucky, we might find small settlements on our way to restock and rest.” His gaze shifted to the young Knight’s small bag containing her supplies and rations. “Let me take it, Knight, please. I am physically stronger, so there is no need for you to carry that heavy bag around.” Whether or not she allowed him to take the bag, he walked out of the ship afterwards, turning in the desired direction and started walking at steady pace, fast enough to be able to walk a good distance in a short time, slow enough not to be too tired after just a few kilometres of marching. Hopefully the Jedi girl could keep up, if not, he would adjust his pace to match her speed.

 

[Corvus Raaf]

Corvus listened to his directions. It seemed there was a logic to them and in the absence of any ideas of her own, she decided to fall into line.

“East it is then.”

She was unsure if his offer to carry the bag was chivalry or chauvinism – or something else. But the conundrum in her mind didn’t last long. Had a Jedi offered she would not be thinking this way – so she made a mental note to treat Avreet like any other Force User.

“Thanks for the offer but I am tougher than I look. Should the weight prove a burden, rest assured I’d offer to give you the bag.” She had always been relatively fit – built for marathons rather than sprints – but since Tracyn had started her Teräs Käsi training, she’d had two years of daily physical exercise. There was no relying on the Force for these sessions.

Having said that, he set off at quite a pace – but she soon settled into the rhythm and was able to keep up. “I noted quite a lot of local fauna during the day. Much hidden beneath the surface. They were dormant, which makes me wonder if they’re nocturnal. I’m sure you sensed the same but I see no reason not to confirm what you may already know.”

[member="Avreet Zatarus"]

 

[Darth Veles]

"Indeed," Avreet nodded his large head, one of his eyes looking at the woman who walked beside him, "I was able to sense many lifeforms in the desert when I searched for sentients through the Force... And ultimately sensed you." Except for the female Jedi Knight, Avreet had witnessed no other beings, sentient or not. Most of them must have hid in the sand or fled away when the two ships crashed. Even many predators got spooked quite easily when faced by bigger lifeforms. Of course, the Sith Lord knew that many small critters resided in the sand and awaited the unfortunate being to step next to their hiding spot, only to receive a sting and lethal poison. And those were just the small ones! When looking at the information about the planet, he could not help but notice it listed sand burrowers among the species living on the planet. Since he had not expected to crashland in the middle of nowhere, it did not worry him at all. Now that he walked on the sand and heard it crunching beneath his feet, the Mon Cal held his left hand close to one of the lightsabers hanging on his belt.

The eye not looking at [member="Corvus Raaf"] glanced around, using the enhanced vision to search through their surroundings, looking for some large rock formations or stones if they needed to jump on something solid to escape the worms living under the surface. The desired objects were not hard to spot; among the vast amount of sand smoothed by winds, larger objects stood out, unless buried underneath. "If you feel the ground shake or see the sand moving in your direction, it may be best to jump on one of those," he reminded the woman and nodded towards the boulders he spotted, "Eh, I apologize if I state the obvious."

The Mon Cal chuckled softly, "I am used to talking to apprentices and Masters. One group needs everything explained, the other not so much." Since he mentioned apprentices, the young Sith Lord decided to open the topic, curious as to what the woman had to say. "Do you have an apprentice? Or, rather, a Padawan, Knight Raaf?"

 

[Corvus Raaf]

"I always appreciate advice, please don't hesitate to offer it - our lives could depend on it."

"We have had our ups and downs at the academy. Always fighting, so at times Masters have been hard to find. So sometimes we have to take more than one Padawan. I am working with a few at the moment, they are all at different stages. Plus I often take open classes for students. Taking more than one Padawan is the one aspect if the Code we have had to relax - as happened historically."

"What about you? Do you have an apprentice at present?"

[member="Avreet Zatarus"]

 

[Darth Veles]

Puzzled look crossed the amphibian's face. While he had expected [member="Corvus Raaf"] to ask the same thing in return, he did not know what to say. While he swiftly removed himself from the One Sith, the last apprentice to be trained under him remained there, most likely to be trained by someone else since the Sith Master could no longer train anyone from the Order.

"No," the Sith Master stated simply, "I have left the One Sith. The same cannot be said about my latest apprentice. As such, he is masterless now. "

Immediately after giving her the answer, other questions followed.

"I have been wondering about something concerning your loyalty. If your superior, let's say the Grandmaster herself, gave you an order to kill an unarmed man in the name of greater good, would you follow her order? What would you do, Knight Raaf?" After the conversation that happened earlier, Veles wanted to learn more of the extent of Corvus' loyalty to her superiors. Up until now, he considered her to be stronger than an average Jedi, and this would give him a better idea of just how strong she was. Would she obey her superior or stay true to the Jedi beliefs?

 

[Corvus Raaf]

"This is an interesting question. Answered at leisure it becomes a philosophical debate. In the moment, my response may differ. But I will answer truthfully and then explain my response. I will start by saying this would never happen. What you suggest is fundamentally against everything a Jedi stands for. So the Grandmaster would never ask."

"But it would be fair for you to press and ask, but what if? My response is simple. I am a Jedi. I could not kill someone who is unarmed. It is against our Code. But I stand by my first answer - for this is the truth of it. Does this surprise you?"

[member="Avreet Zatarus"]

 

[Darth Veles]

"Not really," the Sith Lord shook his head, "You believe what you say... unlike many Jedi who would say the same thing. Too many of your Order are full of empty phrases of what is right or wrong, what is against the Code or isn't, yet it is obvious they do not care if they go against their words, as they don't truly believe in them. They lack commitment, strength... you don't. Forgive me for saying what I am going to say, Knight Raaf, but.... you'd make an excellent Sith. Actually, you're much more of a Sith than all of those Dark Jedi jokes poisoning our Order." The Mon Cal chuckled softly, immediately waving his hands in an apology.

"Please, don't take my words as mockery of you or the Jedi Order. I have the utmost respect for you and your beliefs, truly. It is so rare to meet a strong Jedi. Don't let anyone break you, please. Be it Sith or even your Jedi superiors. They have a great deal of commitment to their appointed roles, enough experience to make the right decision, but this illusion of wisdom often clouds their judgement."

[member="Corvus Raaf"]

 

[Corvus Raaf]

Corvus half-smiled - not because of what was said but for what she was about to say. "Don't worry, I'm not going to change my views and therefore my allegiance - but if my fellow Jedi don't start t behave more like...well Jedi, I wonder if there will be an Order left to be a part of."

"So where will you go now you've left the One Sith?"

[member="Avreet Zatarus"]

 

[Darth Veles]

"I do not know," the Mon Cal Sith admits, shrugging, "I cannot return to the One Sith as that equals a death sentence and possible torture beforehand. The same goes for the Mandalorians, sadistic and violent culture, people who fill their words and sentences with words of honor, yet do not know their true meaning. Omega Protectorate? My friend's been captured by them. Tortured. Raped several times." His eyes narrowed at the memory of learning of his fellow Sith's fate. "The Silver Jedi? Ha! After torturing as much information as they can out of me, my memories will be wiped and I will become one of their many slaves who live to serve, their only duty to die for the Council. Then we have several other groups. One Sith allies obviously cannot host me, and the Republic allies are more often than not terrorists and criminals. I am not working with those. And finally, the Republic." The young Sith Lord says and raises his index finger to stop [member="Corvus Raaf"] if she wanted to interrupt and, like many Jedi, claim the Republic does not hurt prisoners.

"I could surrender to you, Knight Raaf, but I have no intention of becoming a Jedi myself. That means I will be handed to the Republic officials and shot, thanks to the edict stating all associated with the One Sith are to be executed. It appears there is no option for me... What do you think, Corvus?" he asked, adressing the young woman by her first name this time to see if she'd react differently. Many Force users hated not being adressed by their rank, and not being one of them, Avreet wished to determine whether this young Jedi belonged among those people or not.

 

[Corvus Raaf]

Corvus listened to the Mon Cal with sympathy and some degree of empathy. In one sense these feeling weren’t at odds with her Jedi upbringing – yet at the back of her mind there was a nagging doubt that all of her comrades would think the same. Jedi existed to keep the peace – not to judge. If a Sith – or anyone else for that matter – were to act in a way that she were obliged to intervene, she would do so. And death would be the final act – only taken when all other options were exhausted.

She was, as far as she was aware, one of the few Jedi that looked beyond the actions of Anakin Skywalker when he defended the Chancellor against Master Windu and instead shook her head at the member of the Jedi Council. To decide to take the life of anyone in cold-blood – even a Sith Lord – was against the Code.

So how to advise Avreet? She was aware that, like her, his choice of title for her had slowly shifted over their time together. He was now Avreet, and she was now Corvus. No Sith and Jedi. No Lord and Knight. They were two ship-wrecked souls using their joint abilities to escape this planet.

Would a more honourable Jedi allow them both to die? Or was she doing the honourable thing? She remembered her vow to Tracyn. To be the best person she could. But advising him was a challenge.

“I cannot, hand on heart; suggest any option but to offer yourself to me for arrest. It would be against the Code if I did. But my heart says you are right, it would be to sign your death warrant myself. If I could be sure you would find a new cause to follow – one that was not automatically opposed to the Jedi way – then I could reconsider my position. But I suspect, by now, you expect the truth from me in all things.”

[member="Avreet Zatarus"]

 

[Darth Veles]

"I don't think my cause is opposed the Jedi way, Corvus," the amphibious man said carefully, pointing out he disagreed with this particular part. "In fact, I believe the Sith and the Jedi have a common enemy. It is not the other side, but this pointless and endless conflict. Every time, one side emerges victorious for several years, only to be attacked again. Billions of lives are wasted, hatred between ordinary people is bred by propaganda, both Sith and Jedi are portrayed as beasts. Both sides dream of eternal peace, yet both sides appear to want nothing more than to completely exterminate the other side. That will never happen, obviously. Whether the current war is won by the One Sith or the Republic, it does not matter. The winner will not enjoy peace for long. So what should we do about it?" Avreet asked rhetorically, raising his hands in a gesture that further emphasized on the question.

"I think we should focus on what connects us instead on things that separate our Orders. Something we have in common. As evidenced by you and me talking together, true Sith and true Jedi have little reason to fight if their "opponent" has no will to fight either. We want peace. You want peace. The sooner we realize this war can be won only by joing together, merging, the sooner we can start living our dream of eternal peace and prosperous galaxy. Thinking of the Sith as your enemy that needs to be defeated is foolish. Are people who fight for survival and want nothing but peace truly the ones who need to be defeated? Instead of focusing on them, we should concentrate our efforts on fighting those who oppose peace with the other side," the Mon Calamari paused and let his words sink in, "Indeed. Jedi and Sith have a common enemy; the ones who fuel this conflict, the ones who give both sides bad name, the ones who shape the image of an evil Sith or Jedi that is used in propaganda to portray the opposing side as monsters that deserve to die. And who is our enemy, you may ask?"

"The Dark Jedi, of course! Your Order is plagued by them just as mine...," the Sith sighed, remembering his failure, "Now, why am I telling you all this. I want you to think about my words and remember me when you find yourself fighting against the Sith. For every orphan you create, we have another volunteer that will join the army as soon as possible to fight against the people who have killed his or her parents."

[member="Corvus Raaf"]