From the blackened skies of the planet Cardia, flew in a small ship. It spun through the clouds with a high velocity of speed. The ship twirled wildly as it went through the grey clouds. Smoke flew from one of its engines and then soon broke into flames. The ship finally made contact with the rocky surface, only a couple of miles from the Imperial base and Sith Temple. From the burning wreckage a young man crawled on his hands and knees.
With a loud bang, an explosion rose from the engines of the wrecked ship. The sonic wave, sent the teenage boy through the air. He slammed into the ground and banged his head on a large rock, which knocked him unconscious.
Not this dream agian...please no.. he thought before his mind was taken over.
"Cilos! No don't! Stop it!", the yell of a young girl cried.
Cilos stood with a lightsaber of the color and below him laid a Jedi dead. Cilos quickly dropped the saber in disgust. He heard the scream of the same girl coming from behind him. He turned around and his eyes looked upon the girl. Her eyes were wide and in fear and she seemed as if she was gasping for air. Cilos never saw such fear before. It brought tears to his eyes to watch the girl in pain. Cilos lowered his vision down to her stomach. A red blade was peircing the girl. The young man looked at his hands and their he felt the cold handle of the lightsaber.
"No...no...no no no..NO!", he screamed. Tears ran down his cheek and onto her hand. He designated the blade, which caused her to fall back onto the ground. A long last breathe quietly came from her mouth, almost like a sigh.
He laid in his own puddle of blood, unconscious and helpless.