Kassak Karawan stood on the edge of the landing platform waiting for his masters return.

 The sun was just rising, giving the sky a beautiful texture of orange and purple to the morning sky, the wind was just whispering, giving the padawan a cool relaxing breeze from his early morning excerises.

 The padawan’s eyes shifted from the sun over to the Galactic Republic Senate building, where his master is negotiating peace terms with the sith empire. Karawan’s icy blue eyes rolled into the back of his head, as he had to concentrate on the force to feel the presence of his master, he couldnt see him, but he could feel him, and felt through his master that everything was going according to plan.

 Something else in the force he felt… He couldnt describe it. At that moment, his eye lids seemed to be flickering at an alarming rate, he saw fire, and death. Hundreds of thousands of voices screaming for help. He felt as though he were falling, faster and faster he fell, untill he suddenly stoped, and all he felt was pain, and gave into complete blackness.

 Padawan Karawan’s eyes opened staring into a bright light. ” the sun.. couldn’t be”. He couldnt be outside, he could not feel the wind, or smell the crisp air, as he did before. He shut his eye’s, and started feeling the area around him, he was on his back, on a cold metal flat surface, he could hear faint voices in the background but couldnt make them out.

 Unable to move any of his body parts, he tried talking. “hello… is anyone there”. No reply, his hearing slowly came back to him, he could make out the voices, which in fact were not voices at all, but the sounds of computers. In fact he’s been in this room, many a times, usually after a lightsaber duel aganist his master.

 Kassak heard someone entering the room, and started mumbling to try and grab the attention of the person that had just entered. It seemed to have worked, because he heard the sharp deep voice. “awake are we, took a nasty spill you did, would have been dead if master Riff wasnt looking for you”. Kassak responded in slow speech “Who.. are.. you.., and how did i..get.. here”. Kassak started moaning his head felt like a thousand wookies were playing wookie ball with it. (a game in which wookies kick, throw, hit, and smash a ball untill it is no longer there, or untill they get bored) Mooandstuff sniffed, and made a clicking noise “I told you boy, master Riff found ya, what’s the point of telling you anything if ya aint going to listen, and who i am isnt important, we need to know if you know who you are, took quite a nasty spill, been out of it for three days now”. Kassak Opened his eyes at hearing that last bit, and closed his eyes again just as fast, the light was awfully bright. He needed to get up and tell the jedi counsel about his vision he had. “What day is it”? Kassak had asked with a sudden urgance. “Its the third cycle of corcusants moon, about midday”. Replyed Mooandstuff, with a little bit of curisoty. “Why”. Kassak opened his eyes more slowly, and sat upright. “I need to speak with Master Findecano, it is important he hear what i have to say”.