Brandons eye's narrowed, once again he had the sensation of being cheated out of information he was entitled to. His anger was short lived though as he was having flash after flash of memories. Memories that werent his. A young boy being raised by witches, two jedi battling in an open field. A dark jedi being tortured... the same jedi training with a young man.... all these memories.. There wasnt enough room for them.
Les held his hands up in a gesture of peace, "We are only looking for information."
The man reached his hand under the desk infront of him and put his hand on what Les could only guess was a blaster, "We don't take kindly to strangers asking questions."
Les bowed his head, "Then we will leave in peace." As he turned, he saw Brandon struggling with something and holding his head. Les knew he was having visions and realized they needed to leave.
Les pulled him out and into an alleyway, "More visions?" He asked looking somewhat concerned, "Can you tell me what you saw?"
"Not really" answered Brandon wiping a bead of sweat away from his forehead. It was so clear at the time and now it was starting to fade. " Something, a man. Its the face I see whenever i think of Dante.. He was here many times."
Brandon's face softned.. " He was a child here, he grew up before he was taken. Then he returned, he fought a battle with a Jedi here but he saw the light again.. He trained another person here, another jedi..he trained you" Said Brandon looking up at Les. "Dante trained you here"
Les grinned, "He did. But that was a long time ago. The battle you saw as between him and my old master. They fought a furious battle and my master was able to bring him back to the light side of the Force. He kept coming back to this planet because of the witches. They were Force sensitive women that everyone referred to as the witches. They were evil, vile, and deceitful. But I do not sense their presence here. I guess Master Kamatura destroyed them." Les closed his eyes for a moment then looked up suddenly, "Wait...I feel......something." He began to walk down the street with a purpose, but not sure where he was going.
Brandon followed him down the trail wondering what had gotten into him. The visions had cleared now and he could feel a prickling along the back of his neck. It was strange but he felt... familiar... like something he had experienced before. Or someone he had met before was near. Almost like a smell or taste in the air.
" What do you think it is?"
Les slowed for a moment as he looked into the distance. He could feel Dante's presence, but it wasn't his life force. Almost like a ghost or something. It was different somehow from when he last remembered Dante. It was...peaceful.
Les also felt the presence of a few other lifeforms. He didn't know who or what they were, but they were inbetween them and Dante's...whatever it was. "Be on your guard Brandon. I sense something....ominous."
(OOC: I kinda forgot exactly where you want to take this. So I'm leaving it open enough for you to kinda take us in from here.)
"Got it" answered Brandon moving a few steps ahead from Les, following some invisible tug at the senses. After about 40 minutes running at high speed they left the small port and were now deep in the forest. It was a dark and dready place with little signs of life visible amongnst the gnarled and twisted roots that shot up from the ground. Eventually they came upon a small clearing in the middle of which was a large hut. The hut was not the striking aspecr however. The land around the hut was brighter and lush with local fauna. Still dark but less so than the surrounding area this haven was like an oasis.
Standing either side of the entrance to the hut were two women, staggeringly beautiful with long dark hair falling down below their hips. Their pale skin was a stark contrast with their full red lips. Brandon felt the wind leave his body, there literally was no other way of describing these women other than saying they were the pinnacle of beauty. However if their beauty was impressive it was nothing compared to the danger they radiated. In a move, fluid like a dancer, they ignited their blades. Silver beams of lights broke the shadows.
" Who dares enter the resting place of Master Kamatura?" they asked in unison.
Les took a few steps forward and bowed low, "My name is Jedi Master Les Crafter. This is Padawan Brandon Kamatura. We have come to seek the answers pertaining to Master Kamatura's death and how he lived his last days."
Les felt the danger pulsing from their body's, almost like beacons of the Force that were neither Dark nor Light. They were middle ground Jedi, outcasts that were trained to control their emotions. They held Dante's typical silver blades.
The women hissed at the sound of Brandon's name and moved in to strike. Before they could hit brandons blades were alive in his hands and he threw himself in front of Les. The women stopped in their tracks and stared at Brandon in amazement.
Standing with both his blades ready to strike Brandon did not see the statue behind him. It was carved from wood with loving detail. It was of a man naked from the torso up and his body as muscled as it was scarred. In bother his hands were lightsabers and his stance was like that of Brandons though he geld his blades slightly differently.
"So alike" started one of the women... "Yet so different" finished the second seamlessly.
Addressing les they spoke once again in unison
" The child perhaps is worthy what makes you think you have the right to enter and what do you know of the Master?"
"I am the Master's former student." Les said confidently. "This boy must see his past, I must see what happened to my former master. There are many questions to be answered, but we will take our leave if you do not see us fit to enter."
"Wait" the women spoke in unison, their voice still vague and faintly musical. " If you wish to enter there is a way to know " started the first " If you were kindred of the Master" the other finsihed opeing a box.
In it was three crystals, one small and polished and pale white, one jagged and orange and once cylindrical and blue.. " Pick the crystal last touched by the master" said one " and we will answer any question you have and allow you access" finshed the other
Les stepped forward and looked at the three crystals hard. He could feel each pulse with the Force and could sense that Master Dante had indeed held each. They were lightsaber crystals and very powerful ones.
He held his hand out over each one and let the Force flow through him, letting each crystal speak to him. Each had it's own personality, each it's own mind. The white one held innocence, love, and the most purest form of kindness. The blue held that of darkness, hatred, and selfishness. The orange one however was neutral, like it had traveled both paths and in the end stayed true to what it was. It had strength, kindness, and compassion, but it also held, power. This shook Les' mind for a moment and he realized it was a controlled power. A power that was once uncontrolled and let loose, but not held by a powerful hand.
Without thinking, his fingers wrapped around the orange crystal and he opened his eyes as he held it up to the two women. "My master was a warrior, but a true warrior. Not a murderer, but a defender of the Force. A true Jedi Master. He taught me how to control the power inside myself, how to push back my hatred and use myself for selfless acts. This crystal embodies the touch of a true Jedi Master. Of a Jedi who was able to bring balance to this world and all it inhabited while he was here...and to many others across the galaxy."
" You chose well " spoke the women in unison once again. " We will answer your questions " spoke the first, " However we reserve judgement on whether or not we allow you to enter his quarters. Only the high witch may enter and only once a year" finsihed the second.
" Ask your questions " they spoke as one
Les nodded, "As you wish and thank you." He thought for a moment and looked to Brandon, "When did he get here? What did he do here? How did he die? A few questions for starters."
Les had a ton of questions in his head, but he knew that it would be rude to just throw them out at the women. So he would be patient, unlike Brandon. He could feel his distress and his eagerness to want to get into the hutt. He put a hand on Brandon's shoulder and smiled, basically telling him, 'One thing at a time'.
Brandon half shrugged off the hand on his shoulder and took half a step forward but thought better of it. Crossing his arms he stopped to listen to the answers.
One of the women started speaking " He came here many years ago, when he arrived he came upon a battle of strife and struggle between the locals and the witches of Dartmoir."
Then next women took over " Master Dante had grown up here and been here many time. He had been a prisoner of the witches before and had killed more than one in his time. The witches knew him and were understandably scared. Dante showed no wish to fight, he was a different man... he was calm and collected."
Once again the other woman took over " Traditonally the witches had been able to exercise control of Dante.. or as they knew him Vessar Kolo. The child Kolo had been raised by the witches and brainwashed. Using the darker elements of the force they could pull out his darker nature with this. Once again they tried"
Smiling now the other took over " But like we said he had changed. I still remember how he had simply smiled at them when they attempted to turn him. He had battled his demon and won, once and for all. He was free. He gave them an ultimatum, cease their reign of terror over the people and renounce the dark side or face him"
Swelling with pride the other chipped in " They refused and they attacked. The fight was over before we the acoloytes knew it had started. He moved like the wind through a forest cutting down the witches where they stood. We the survivors expected him to turn his blades on us but he took us away from the dark temple setting it ablaze as he left. Once he had taken us out into the forest he set up our new temple. There we were trained as jedi with Master Kamatura taking over as head of the temple."
The latter spoke again " For may years he trained us, 6 of us in total.. We were the witches when he found us. He gave us names, and gave us hope. As jedi we learned peace and purpose. 2 of our number our out in the galaxy now serving as protectors. The rest of us remain here training the new padawans."
Sadness passed over the faces of the women. " 3 years ago Master Kamatura began to act strangely, his training regimes stopped and he became more like the old hermits we read about. One day he approached the oldest of our number Alora - Tenna an told her to live by the code he had taught us. He entered his quarters, when we brought him food the nest day his body was gone and the galde had burst into bloom"
Both looked back at the hut and pointed " His personal effects still remain though we dont enter"
Les nodded as they talked and smiled, hearing Dante's true name. It had been a struggle for them for many years to try to find out his true name, but eventually Dante created his own name. One separate from Darksaber.
He was also happy to hear that they were training Jedi here. But they had no true master at their temple and that worried him. His hand stroked the hair on his chin as he thought for a moment after they had finished and sighed deeply, "It is regrettable to hear of his death but good to hear he is one with the Force. If it is possible, I would very much like to see your temple, perhaps talk with your other Jedi. I myself and the Master at Master Skywalker's Jedi Temple on Yavin 4. It would be a great honor to meet your Jedi."
" Can we see his quarters? " interjected Brandon before the women could answer Les's questions. He wasnt rude exactly but there was no denying that he was insistent. The two women regarded him like he was an interesting holovid, then they spoke, each breaking of at intervals letting the other one pick up the pieces.
" Normally there would be no possibility, but under the circumstances you have the entitlement I think." One woman smiled and the other went and opened the door to the quarters.. " We can not refuse his grandson" said the woman with a smile...
Brandons's mouth fell open.. " Its the eyes" she added, " It tells much more than you would imagine, you may enter and we will wait outside to take you to them temple when you are done"
The women moved back into the shadows and the light shone on a small apartment sized hutch.
Les smiled as he watched Brandon walk in. The invitation was given to Brandon, not Les. He would have liked to go in, possibly see more for himself, but he would not intrude unless the invitation was given to him.
Les crossed his arms and looked to the women, "I am curious. If Master Kamatura brought peace to this world, and Jedi, how have you kept this place a secret from the Empire?"
The woman closest to the Les answered the question. " Ironicaly it is the dark side thatis protecting us, the planet is coated in the dark side. Its almost like a athmospheric layer. It is quite similar to that of the planet Dagobah. Our presence hasnt made the slightest impact on that outward beacon. The empire thinks dartmoir is as it always was. We are constantly assaulted by the darkside but as Master Kamatura once said " Intensity, Pressure and struggle forge diamonds and jedi knights"
The other woman smiled as she watched Brandon enter the room. " you should follow him, after all Master Kamatura trained you before he trained us" smiled the other women with a knowing grin.
In side the entrance of the door was a small apartment. A living quarter, kitchen area and eating area, a meditation room and a small sleeping area. To anyone who knew Dante it was clearly decorated by him. In that it wasnt decorated really at all. The living quarters had a small rugon the floor and a shelf with a small screen for the holovids. The kitchen had nothing in it. The mediation room had a shelf with a series of lightsaber parts and crystals on it and a series of small boxes and cases.
In the sleeping area was the only evidence of his past. On a small shelf over the bed was a series of items. A small carving that had been made for him by Seth around it was wrapped Seth's padawan braid. Next to it was one of Tals old lightsabers, a couple of lightsaber crystals, a leather chord with a small rune at the end of it, various other items but at the end was a gilded ornate box.
Brandon seemed to zero in on it, he snapped it open. In it was a beautiful lightsaber, the twin of the one serenity had given brandon. Wrapped around it was a scrap of cloth. It was the right lenghth to have been a blindfold. As Brandon lifted it a small piece of paper fell to the ground. Brandon snatched it out the air...
He turned it over then handed it to Les..
"Find me" was all it said
Les nodded to the answer that the woman gave him and understood what she meant. It was amazing that they hadn't all succumbed to the Dark Side, but at the same time, they had someone of an expert of both sides teaching them.
When he was told he could enter, he bowed his head in gratitude and respect and entered slowly after Brandon. It was all too familiar. He recognized it as Dante's room almost immediately. He looked around at the room, looking over the small details, over the small things that were on the shelves, smiling at the trinkets, the sabers. He picked up one of Tal's old lightsabers and held it close to himself, smiling.
Then he saw Brandon open the small chest and pick up the saber. It was the twin of the saber that he had been given by Serenity. He smiled as he picked it up. Then he handed Les the piece of paper.
Les took it and squinted his eyes, thinking hard for a moment. It hit him like a ton of bricks, hard in the chest, and he knew right then and there where they had to go next. But he did not say, or give any indication as to where just yet. They needed to know more about these Jedi before they left. This would be a great strain of patients on Brandon, but he would have to learn it.
Les nodded, "Come...we must talk to the other Jedi."
" But we just started looking around " scowled Brandon eyeing the shelf of crystals greedily. He was about to protest more but decided this would be a nice chance to try these breathing exercises. " Right, fine, lets go " he said through gritted teeth... if someone had been listening very carefully they would have hear the sound of the words " There is no emotion " being repeated overand over.
" Lead the way "
Les wanted to spend more time in the hutt as well, but knew they could come back later after some questions were answered. He sighed as he felt the anger and frustration in Brandon and made his way back outside. He smiled to the two women who turned to look at them.
"If it is alright, we would very much like to see your Temple and your other Jedi. I would like to see how you have been fairing without your master." He was very happy to have found Jedi on this planet, rather then the alternative.
He remembered what his master and Serenity had told him about this planet. It was where the Jedi Council banished expelled Jedi Knights. It was a place of the Dark Side, a place of fear, hatred, and emotions.
Brandon was still fuming as he followed Les back to the twins, he guessed they were twins.
" Right this way " chimed the two women as they they turned to lead the way. After about two hours walking, they came upon a clearing. " About time " muttered Brandon as his eyes fell upon the small low lying complex. Simple design yet it seemed to cover all the basic requirements.
Out in the yard were 4 young women and two young men. In their hands they held training sabers. Everyone of them moved with deadly grace, their skill and grace was that of a trained jedi and not that of the 16 year olds that stood there.
Like hawks there heads turned to face the newcomers.. moving like their feet never touched the ground they formed a wall. They relaxed when the two women waved a hand. They bowed and returned to their exercises. Every one was wearing white, except the woman now striding them. She carried two lightsabers at her waist.
" Greetings my name Alora - Tenna, master of this temple. Who are you?"
It took them a while, but they finally came to a small temple absolutely saturated with the Force. Les smiled but heard Brandon's 'about time' comment and gave him a stare.
Les motioned for Brandon to put his hands by his sides, so as not to make the other Jedi worry about who was now with them and they walked inside the temple. Les was very pleased and very happy to see how very well constructed and how clean the temple looked. A woman approached and introduced herself and Les bowed, motioning for Brandon to do the same.
"It is a great honor to meet you Master Tenna. My name is Master Les Crafter of the Jedi Praxium on Yavin 4. This is a Padawan Learner Brandon Kamatura, we came in search of Master Dante Kamatura and found these two lovely young women. I am very happy to have found you Master Tenna. Very happy indeed." Les was absolutely beaming with happiness as he crossed his arms under his sleeves in front of his chest.
Bradon was doing mental calcualtions, based on the skill he saw he figured he could take two... maybe three of them down before the masters intervened. They may have been trained by those who were trained by Dante but he was was Dante's own blood. Dante's Training holocrons were his childs toys, he grew up with them.
The woman threw back her black hood and looked at les evenly. " I am glad you are happy, and yes I too am happy to meet a Master. However before we proceed i feel the need to say this. We have no interest in becoming known to the outsiders, less of joining other temples. These sisters have broken our law by bringing you here but i think by looking at this young man i know why" She nodded at Brandon.
Brandon tried not to smirk but had an idea that Les would have something to say about it. "That said you are Well met Master Crafter. Your name is known to me as MAster Kamatua often told us tales of the old Knights. As for looking for him and where you will find him now, i think you know the answer to that question better than I do"
She smirked then gestured to the air and the Students stopped their training. The tallest of them stepped forward, it was a young woman who moved like a whip.
" Firsrt things first, if the young Brandon would oblige. We have been waiting for this day."
The young girls twin blades erupted, they were padawan blue. Without looking at Les Brandon stepped forward, his silver blades hissing into life. The sight of the two silver blades sent a ripple of excitement.
The battle was not a long one, as skilled as the young woman was she was simply no match was Brandons awesome speed. When the fight was over she bowed to Brandon and stepped back.
" Now that that is done i will answerany questions or take you anywhere you would like Master Crafter" said Master Tenna with a smile that looked almost like one remebering a fond memory
Les watched the battle with a hand to his chin as he once again scratched the stubble now growing there. He smirked as Brandon won the battle and nodded to him as he turned towards Les.
Les looked back at Master Tenna and bowed his head, "Know that we meant no dishonor or intrusion by coming to your Temple. I was simply curious. And I do understand you not wanting to leave. Just know you are not the only Jedi in the galaxy and you have many allies among the stars."
Les crossed his hands behind his back and began to walk with Tenna as they talked about many different things. She showed them the Temple and all it's grandiose structures and Les knew that Dante had had a hand in the construction. He could feel Dante's touch on almost every stone, almost every panel, every chair.
"This is truly an amazing Temple you have here Master Tenna. I have to say I am quite impressed. Master Dante was a great and powerful Jedi, but this is clearly a work of art." He looked over the stone that supported a very large and heavy looking ceiling which could only have been constructed through the Force on this planet. "I am curious, you seem to have a more...personal touch with my former master. Where you his first Padawan here?"
" Yes and no " answered Tenna as she watched brandon glower at some of the other padawns who were sizing him up. " The boy is so like Master Dante it takes my breath. Or at least so as Master Dante used to be. So full of anger and hatred. So much that if you might miss the pure good that was inside him".
I was in training with the witches when Dante came, even before the time he came and liberated us. I was only a young child the first time i saw him. I saw him twist in pain as they turned him to the dark. When he came again and destroyed the witched I was an elder then despite my young age. I was the only one who did not fight him. I did not bef for mercy either, i told him to do what he must. When the others followed him here i too followed. We all started at padawan level but i rose quickly. Recognising that there was much to do he began giving over small tasks to me until eventually he began training me personally for the task of taking over when he was gone."
She gestured to the complex. " THis is master Kamatura's legacy. I believe here he truly found the redemption he was looking for. I now try to keep it as he kept it. However he did tell us to keep secret. The empire may have fallen but it was not gone. The world wasnt ready for us and didnt need us yet. WE wait for the time to come to go out into the galaxy at large and do our part. Already two of our number are on missions to feel out the situation in the galaxy. I dar not send more. In a few years maybe when the young padawans have passed their trial. Then maybe we shall hvae enough. As it is we only take student from the planet Dartmoir. I think in a way Dante wanted to create a counter balance to Malachor, the sith temple he was trained at, so many sith existed becasue of his training.. he sought to set the balance straight"
Les nodded, "I understand and will respect your wish to keep this place a secret, as will Brandon." He said looking at him for a moment. "Master Tenna, you were all very fortunate to have Master Dante as a teacher. I know I was. He was like a second father to me at times. He was a strong warrior, a good man, and a very dedicated ally of the Force."
Les took a couple steps forward and into what must have been the ceremony room. It was gigantic. It could probably fill 500 Jedi easily. Les stopped, put his hands on his hips and grinned shaking his head, "What a wonder...Master Teena..." He did not turn at first but slowly turned, "I know you feel you must feel the galaxy before you enter it again, but there are fellow Jedi roaming the galaxy as we speak from Skywalker's Praxium. Perhaps it is time for you to consider speaking to another Master of the Force, one who would give Master Dante a true run for his money. The son of Anakin Skywalker is very powerful, very wise, and very kind. By the very least, he would extend a hand in friendship and be very happy to see you as an ally. Knowing you are out there would be of much comfort to him."
Les smiled, "But if you feel you are not ready, we will respect that. I am merely stating the facts of an older gentleman." He bowed slightly.
" Please dont take offence Master Crafter but we are still a fledgling group of Jedi here. We need learn to crawl before we can walk. As it is we hand on a delicate balance, the dark side is a constant attack our our pupils. If this Master Skywaljker should decide that the way we run things is not the "Jedi" way we cant very well change it on a whim."
Tenna looked over the lands and sighed.. " It is true however.. I dont believe Master Kamatura would have built the temple so big if we were only to have 5 or 6 students at a time. Here is what i will say, should Master Skywalker ecer wish to visit here he will be made welcome but for now i sense you have more pressing concerns?"
Les nodded slightly, knowing Master Skywalker would want to come, but put aside the issue for later. He stepped forward, "As you wish Master Tenna." He thought for a moment then spoke, "Brandon and I wish to return to the hut that once held Master Kamatura. Also, there has been a large space battle in the Lahara Sector, which is not too far away from here. We've heard rumors of Imperial ships in this region. Most of them were destroyed, but they are looking to put down for a break, to resupply, and possibly take another planet."
Les turned and looked at her, "I could send a message to the Republic for aid if you wish, or I could leave you. However, I would tell you that this fleet that is in this region is massive. Thousands of soldiers, at least 10 star destroyers, and they could barrage the surface from above. If they arrive before we depart, we will help you, but I do not know how much help we can be."
Tenna just smiled... " I think not somehow " she said as she walked away at a pace that they could keep up with.. " This planet has an incredibly long history and many things have come and gone however one thing that has never happenned is an aerial assault or bombardment. You may have noticed that you hit some turbelence on the way in.. you are just a small fighter ship. Should anything larger than a small shuttle attempt to hang in orbot within bombardment range they will literally torn apart by the planets magnetic field."
She grinned before she went on " Should they send the troops to the ground, which they wont, they will be dead before their feet touch the ground. No master Crafter we are very safe here so no i would ask you not to contact the rebel alliance. Thank you though" she added with a touch of coolness.
" What i suggest you do is go find Master Kamatura"
Les stopped for a moment and cocked his head, "How did you know about that?" He pulled out the small piece of paper that they had found in the hut and he held it up, "I know where to look, but how did you know?"
He was a little saddened to hear that she would not accept support. Much had changed in the past years, much that the Remnant had the ability to give them hell if they really wanted to. But so far, they did not know of this academy. For that, they were lucky.
" You will be suprised about what I know, especially around people who wear their thoughts on the surface " She smiled enigmaticaly and turned her back.
"Come back to us when you have done what you need to do, give my best to my Master"
With that she vansihed back into the temple
Les grinned slightly and sighed. He was impressed with her strength, she had to be, she was the Master of a Jedi Temple. But the elusive feeling of the Dark Side was strong here. It was almost pungent.
Les turned to Brandon and nodded, "Shall we? I think it's about time we find your grandfather."
Brandon was glad to see the back of Tenna, she was too full of herself in his opinion. " Yeah lets do it, lead the way. "
Les grinned and nodded as he turned and made his way back towards the hut that held his former master. He thought he might find more clues as to exactly where he wanted him to go. It took them a while, but they found the hut that once held Dante and the opened the small door into the room that once held his master and Brandon's grandfather.
Brandon stepped through the door and inhaled deeply. The air had a bite that tasted of lubircating oil, dust and metal. The haze of the dust in the air made the scene look as if he were seeing the whole thing through a lens. He was about to say something when he felt the wind knocked out of him as he hit the gorund hard. With a blur of blinding light he saw the man he knew to be as Dante training with a young boy, both were blindfolded. They were standing over a waterfall..
With a groan Brandon got to his feet.. "Is there a waterfall any where near here?"
Les helped him up and nodded, "About 2 miles west of here. I heard it as we were on our way to the temple. Let's get going."
It was odd, getting there, then leaving so quickly, but they had to move, had to keep going. Les and Brandon walked with a purpose back to the way they came and in no time, they saw the waterfall infront of them.
Les got a familiar feeling from the water, something was calling to him. He made his way closer as he walked through the waterfall itself and inside revealed a cavern. It was dark, dank, and teaming with the Force, but not the Dark Side. Les pulled out a small light and lite it to reveal a small room. There was a table, a few chairs, some bunk beds, and in the middle of the room, a holocron.
Les walked over, picked up the holocron, and looked at it, "It's a holocron...but why is it here?"