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thejediscrolls · 8 months

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Love In Silence

Marrok x I’m no Jedi reader

A powerful match.

Angst / Fluff

1 year ago

“You wish for me to work with… Him?” I motioned to the tall dark figure.

His posture was tilted downwards to the left, as if he didn’t have a care in the world… It irked me.

But those were the first words I ever said in the presence of Marrok. I remember that clearly.

“The force has showed me the truth. I have seen it my padawan, you two would be more formidable together.” My master Baylan stood beside Shin.

I stared at the masked man who hasn’t even said a word. Why isn’t he saying anything?

“Wouldn’t Shin be a better fit?” I motioned to the girl who was like a sister to me. She raised her brow at me and I gave her a shrug.

“No. Shin still has much to learn about the ways of the force.” Baylan explained.

I crossed my arms as I turned away from the inquisitor, “You know I work better alone.”

“Yes and that is something we must fix.” Baylan sighed, “You must learn this for when you train your own padawan.”

“But Master-” I began to say something, but he cut me off with a raise of his hand.

“That is enough.” My master’s voice darkened and I knew then that I had to obey, “Do as I say, padawan.”

I bowed my head, “Yes master.”

“Shin come with me.” Baylan motioned for her to follow which she did, but not before passing by me with a smirk as if to say… Good luck.

I huffed as the door closed and my attention travel back to the inquisitor.

“Do you have anything to say?” I asked him with my arms crossed.

Silence.

I waved one of my hands about with an annoyed expression on my face, “Do you talk at all?”

Silence.

“Well this is going to be fun.” I sighed as I took a seat.

Just perfect…

Eight months later and I was still attached to the tall inquisitor. Nothing I seemed to do would make him leave. Not to mention the fact that it was like talking to a ship wall.

“This isn’t working!” I yelled, as I used the force to throw a boulder off a cliff.

We were on a planet as we waited for our next orders to free Morgan. It was filled with much crash and cliffs that overlooked a massive sea. It was away from any civilization which made it easier for me to throw boulders during my tantrums.

“You need to focus.” My master held in a sigh as he watched the two of us spar.

He’s been trying for months to make us fight as if we were one and yet the only thing we have managed to do is not slice each others heads off with our lightsabers.

“I am focused, but him!” I motioned to the cocky man who has not said one word to me for months, “He’s not following anything I’m telling him, he’s just doing his own thing! It’s… It’s frustrating!”

“To fight together is to follow each others movements. To know one another.”

“But I don’t know him! And he hasn’t said one word to me to even try to know me. And- and just look at him!” I motioned to the way he stood so nonchalant as if he had better things to do with his time.

Maybe he did, but I sure as the force didn’t care.

I groaned, “All I get from him is that cocky stance and brooding nature. What am I supposed to do with that?”

I glanced over at Shin who was trying not to laugh at my demise, but failed to hide the smirk on her face.

“I see you.” I glared at her to which her smirk grew.

Baylan shook his head, “I’m sending you both on a mission.”

“What?” I looked back towards our master, “A mission? But we’re not ready.”

“You need to find a way to work together before Morgan is freed or else we’ll have a bigger problem on our hands. Now.” Baylan pulled out his data pad, showing coordinates to a shipment yard on the world we’re currently on.

“I need you both to secure some parts for the ship. I’m sure you both can handle that.” Baylan raised an eyebrow.

“Yes master.” I said and this time I held in my sigh as I headed to my speeder.

“Try to keep up.” I muttered to Marrok as I hoped onto my speeder and took off.

I didn’t look back to see if he was, I could tell he was behind me as I felt his force signature.

I can’t believe I have to do a task as simple as this. I thought as I stopped behind a hill.

Over it was a shipment yard that were filled with workers from this planet.

“We’ll have to wait until night.” I spoke softly, before getting comfortable against the plushness of the grassy hill.

“I’d say we can talk about ourselves, but that would be a waste.” I muttered as I closed my eyes.

He didn’t respond of course, but I could hear the annoyance in his voice as he let out a huff. I could hear him make himself more comfortable a few feet away from me and I decided Now was a better time then any to take a nap.

A touch more gentler then I expected awoke me as I blinked back the heaviness of sleep. I looked up to find Marrok towering over me, his armor glinting in the moonlight.

“Are you going move?” I asked to which I received a shake of his head as he stood up and began to walk.

I followed the silent inquisitor as we made our way down to the shipment yard which was now relatively empty aside from a few security guards here and there.

“This is what we need. I’ll find these two parts and you find this one.” I handed him the data pad with the list, “You head that way and I’ll go this way. I’ll comm you when I’m done and if anything goes south, head back to the speeders.” I told him before walking off.

It was almost too easy finding the first part I needed and I was glad that it was small enough to shove into my back pack. Now the other part… The other one was safely tucked away behind a security building making it nearly impossible with the guards blocking its way.

Should I comm Marrok? I wondered, but immediately shook my head at the thought. I didn’t need him. I can do this on my own.

It seemed simply enough in my head. Sneak past the guards, grab the panel and make a quick break for it. Now I just need a distraction…

I looked around and found a grate. I used the force to lift it before sending it in a direction far enough from me. I could tell the guards took the bait as they immediately unholstered their blasters to check out the noise. I snuck by the moment their backs were turned and felt a rush through me when I grabbed the panel.

I did it!

Or so I thought I did…

A sharp pain in my gut had me dropping the panel as a young guard stood five feet away, his hands shaking vigorously as he stood there with a mixture of shock and fear.

“Nice… Shot.” I muttered as I fell to my knees.

I lifted my wrist up to my lips as I commed Marrok a simple command, “Run.”

“Don’t move!” The young guard yelled, “Who are you calling? Are there more of you?!”

I shook my head, “Just me kid.”

“I don’t believe you! We shoot thieves around here!” He yelled as he took a wobbly step towards me.

I motioned to my gut with a cringe, “I can see that. So why not finish the job?”

“I am!” He yelled and he seemed so certain of himself as he pointed the weapon at me again.

I closed my eyes and hoped that Marrok had gotten far away from here with at least one of the parts. Better one then nothing. I thought as I felt sadness flood through me. Of course this had to be the way I go instead of for something I believe in.

I waited for the final shot, but the sound was not what I expected as I heard a lightsaber ignite.

I opened my eyes to find Marrok killing the young guard in an easy motion before swiftly making his way to my side. He carefully picked me up in his arms and grabbed the panel before casually making his way out of the shipment yard. I could make out the bodies of a dozen guards as he walked by them without a care.

“I thought I told you to run.” I muttered as I began to feel the heavy weight of sleep take over me.

The last thing I heard from him was a rumble in his chest as he let out a deep, “Hm.”

Now

The ship was silent as we were being transported to a factory carrying a hyperdrive we will need. This will help us grateful in our attempt to build a spacecraft great enough to get us to Grand Admiral Thrawn. I leaned my head back against my seat as I tried to deal with the unsettling feeling in my gut.

I glanced over to my partner. To say that things have changed greatly in a year between us would be an understatement. After that night at the shipment yard where he risked his life to save mine… Something formed between us that brought us closer together. To say I was now attached to the silent inquisitor was absolutely true.

“Marrok…” I spoke his name, my tone growing much more gentler with him after these past few months.

I made sure to keep my voice low so that the droid pilot I call Lindt and Marrok’s battle droid wouldn’t pick up on our conversation as I waited for Marrok to respond.

The slight tilt of his head told me to continue.

I traced his helmet with my eyes, taking in details I have already memorized.

“Do you think we’re really going to find the… Grand Admiral Thrawn?” I whispered.

He didn’t give me an answer, but he listened and that was all I needed from him. I have since grown used to his silence and small hm’s as the days carried on. Before it had annoyed me to no end, but now… Now it has brought me an odd comfort in my life that I never thought I needed.

“I’m worried.” I continued as I turned my face from him to hide the guilt on my face at even speaking against my master and Morgan’s wishes.

But with him, I felt like I could tell him anything.

“I’m scared that we may be doing something wrong here… That the Grand Admiral is not supposed to be found.” I sighed as I closed my eyes, “I don’t know if my master can see the signs through the force and I know that I shouldn’t be questioning his wisdom, but I can’t help… But question all of this.”

A small part of me worried that he would stick his lightsaber through my chest and end me for good.

“I’m sorry I shouldn’t have said anything…” I muttered sheepishly.

I was going to let the silence continue and pray silently to the force that hopefully he wouldn’t relay this to the others, but then…

I felt his gloved fingers dance across my arm before finding his hand found it’s rightful place in the palm of my hand and I knew from that touch he wouldn’t whisper what I said to any other soul.

The comforting squeeze of his hand brought a small smile to my face and a calmness that spread over my heart. I leaned my head on his shoulder as his thumb brushed against my hand.

“Thank you.” I murmured.

“We will be docking in one minute.” Lindt called out as he began our short descent.

“Thank you Lindt.” I said as I stood up, “I’ll go with you.” I told Marrok as I grabbed my lightsaber.

Except Marrok was already in front of me, gently stopping me with a placement of his hand on my shoulder.

“But what if something happens to you?” I asked worriedly, “How will we protect each other if we’re apart?”

He only shook his head and I knew that his order was final. We felt the motion of the ship dock, Marrok gently holding my waist to keep me steady.

My shoulders slumped in defeat, “I don’t want you to go alone… I want to be with you.” I muttered selfishly.

He gently placed his helmet against my forehead and I took a deep breath as another calm wave washed over me.

“Alright, but be safe and… Come back to me.” I stated, pressing a light kiss to his helmet.

A small hm could be heard from his modulator before he turned and descended the ship with one of his battle droids.

“I’ve been ordered to take us to a safe distance until Marrok is ready for pickup.” Lindt said.

“Alright.” I nodded as I took my seat once again.

I closed my eyes and felt his signature through the force, praying that everything will go smoothly… Minutes that turned into an hour passed and my growing anxiety to get to Marrok grew as I waited for the blinking light of the comms to signal he was done.

“It shouldn’t be too long now, right Lindt?” I asked the pilot droid.

“By my calculations, everything should be ready in about ten minutes.” Lindt stated.

I nodded my head with a sigh of relief. That didn’t sound so bad. I could wait for that…

But then I felt something different in the force and I knew then that there was a Jedi present.

“Something’s wrong. We need to get to Marrok now.” I told Lindt.

“But I was ordered to-” Lindt began to say, but I spoke over him.

“I don’t care. I’m telling you right now we have to go.” I urged and I was grateful when Lindt took off, flying the ship to the meeting point.

All I could feel was intense anxiety and fear as the ramp opened to find Marrok battling against a Jedi… Not just any Jedi, but Ahsoka Tano.

I urged him through the force to stop fighting and get on the ship and I was grateful when he did because knowing him… He would fight until his death and that was something I did not want to see.

I grabbed onto him the moment he stepped onto the ship as I looked him over. I could see him staring out at Ahsoka. I turned to the Jedi and watched as Marrok summoned his lightsaber towards us, something that Ahsoka easily dodged.

“I’ve only heard stories about her. She is powerful.” I murmured as I turned away from her to check for any wounds, “Are you alright?”

He nodded his head once and I let out a sigh of relief when I saw he had not been harmed. He held his own against a powerful Jedi and that my chest fill up with pride.

I placed my hand on the side of his helmet, tilting his head down to look at me, “You did well.” I spoke with a softly smile as I felt his fingers graze along my sides, “But I’m not leaving you alone again. Like Master Baylan said, we are more formidable together.”

Who would have thought my master would be right?

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nateofgreat · 8 months

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The more I think about it the more I realize they could've done so much with the basic concept of Marrok in how he relates to Ahsoka.

-Marrok is an Inquisitor, a member of a now extinct institution, with the regime that sponsored them having been destroyed by the Rebellion.

-Ahsoka is a former Jedi who's Order was destroyed in a genocide campaign that led to the rise of the very regime that created the Inquisitors.

Both lost their comrades and their entire way of life. Now obviously the Inquisitorium was evil and had it coming while the Jedi were heroes that got betrayed, but still, the two are in a similar situation... They really could've used that in the show.

Like imagine if Ahsoka actually empathizes with Marrok despite his evil because she sees that he's lost and confused without the Inquisitorium or the Empire, maybe he reminds her of what it was like for her after Order 66.

Maybe this leads her to try and save Marrok because on top of that she's also hung up on what happened to Anakin and wants to try and save a Dark Sider. As sort of a way to heal after Anakin's fall.

And so when she's forced to kill Marrok because he rejects this... She could actually be distraught and upset because she pitied him and wanted to help him.

You know... Instead of using him as a prop to show off Ahsoka's moves.

#Star Wars #Ahsoka series critical #Ahsoka critical #Ahsoka tano critical #sw Marrok #Ahsoka series spoilers #The Jedi Order #anti Ahsoka #anti Ahsoka Tano

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gffa · 8 months

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"Oh, you have Kenobi's arrogance." "You'll find I have many qualities for you to dislike." #LIKE GRANDMASTER LIKE GRANDPADAWAN #SHE'S STILL DOING OBI-WAN PROUD

#swedit #sw edit #ahsokaedit #rebelsedit #star wars #ahsoka series #ahsoka spoilers #obi-wan kenobi #ahsoka tano #darth maul #marrok #rosario dawson #flashing gif

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david-talks-sw · 6 months

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When 'Star Wars' dilutes the impact of a "Kurosawa samurai standoff"...

It's no secret that one of the major inspirations for Star Wars was Akira Kurosawa movies. The Hidden Fortress influenced the basic structure of the first film, was a basis for Lucas' character archetypes and his use of narrative POVs.

But, really, all of Kurosawa's films were an influence on the making of Star Wars. Including the duels seen in his and other samurai films from the 60s.

Dunno if you've seen a kendo fight, but they're pretty similar.

The duelists size each other up, and there's a lot of mind games going on before the strike actually happens.

If you hold your sword this way, the other guy adjusts his stance.

You move your foot that way, the adversary responds accordingly.

Cinematically, this process allows you to play with a whole treasure trove of elements to build up the drama and suspense. We see this slow-yet-tense approach to dueling reflected all over the Original Trilogy. And we've seen it again in recent Disney-released content.

The perfect and first real example of this in Star Wars is the fight between Ben Kenobi and Maul, in Rebels.

The tension increases more...

... and more until the two fighters move, the music swells...

... and then it reaches its climax.

Beautifully executed.

Dave Filoni's done his homework, it shows, and while it's an awesome homage, narratively it also holds weight. There's a reason why this fight is so quick:

This time, Obi-Wan isn't fighting to avenge the death of his master, he's not fighting to save his own life... he's fighting to protect Luke's. And that means there's no time to fuck about. He'll end the conflict swiftly and decisively, he won't let it come to a prolonged acrobatic fight. So he lures Maul in by making him think he's taking Qui-Gon's form, and strikes true when Maul, increasingly consumed by his own rage to the point of blindness, falls for it.

Again: a wonderful fight and an excellent homage.

Then we get to Luke's stand-off with Kylo on Crait, in The Last Jedi.

An interesting take on the trope, also with meaningful narrative impact. As Rian Johnson writes in the TLJ screenplay:

"This is not like a saber fight. This like an old-fashioned samurai duel."

Here too, the tension gets built up...

... and every time we're close to getting that climax, Luke dodges.

It leaves a feeling of dissatisfaction, which is exactly what Kylo is feeling as he boils with rage.

Suddenly, we do get the climax...

... and a twist. Luke was never actually there. Boom. Those inserts during the build-up phase? If you look at them again they're clues (Luke doesn't leave a mark on the ground, salt doesn't land on his clothes, etc). Luke wasn't engaging because he wasn't actually there, he was buying time for the Resistance to escape.

Okay. Cool.

Next time we see a "Kurosawa" duel... it's here, in The Mandalorian.

Again, a lot of posing, slow movements and patience, as is expected from the trope.

But we know nothing about the opponent Ahsoka is fighting other than her name is Morgan... so no emotional impact, there.

At some point, Ahsoka loses a lightsaber. The apprentice to the Chosen One is struggling against some rando.

We find out later on that Morgan is a Nightsister from Dathomir, and that's cool... but we already know how Jedi-trained folks fare against the Dathomiri.

If you ask me, it feels like manufactured stakes. But that's beside the point. In fact, y'know what? It's fine.

Though the impact of this duel isn't as great as its predecessors, the whole episode is filled with visual homages to Kurosawa's work.

It makes sense that the duel would be too. Also it's the first time we're seeing Ahsoka in live action, in a lightsaber duel, the hype is real. Let's cut 'em some slack.

So we come to the series Ahsoka... where almost every duel in the the show has the Kurosawa posturing and tip-toeing and... I dunno. I was bored?

Like, the primary purpose of this approach to duels is that it's meant to be suspenseful and intense... and now it's not.

Because we know Ahsoka is gonna beat the crap outta these droids...

... so why even bother faking some semblance of "what's her next move gonna be?" suspense? There's a hole right behind her, gee, I truly wonder.

Oh, you think putting her against an Inquisitor's gonna make us fear for her life, wonder if she's gonna get outta this situation unscathed?

She was wiping the floor with two of them at the same time, a decade prior. At 17, she was killing Inquisitors while disarmed.

Do you really expect your audience to fear for her life in a fight against Marrok?

So we get to the fight with Baylan, and the posturing and studying opponent's next move would be welcome here (two Order 66 survivors, knew Anakin, both well-trained former Jedi)...

... if we hadn't literally seen that same dynamic with Marrok who, again, we knew was gonna die.

No tension was built in either moment, the only thing it achieved was me pressing >> on my keyboard.

It's not captivating anymore, it's just slow and un-dynamic.

Bottom line:

Tributes to Kurosawa are nice. They're part of what makes Star Wars what it is. But c'mon, we get it already.

Lightsaber duelists don't need to tiptoe around each other and change poses at every fight. Because when the actually meaningful duels come up (like the one with Baylan), the impact will be lessened.

The "Kurosawa samurai duel" is artistic and interesting, but it should be used sparingly in order to maintain its charm and not get old and trope-y. AKA too much of a good thing becomes a bad thing.

#ahsoka series #ahsoka tano #baylan skoll #marrok #ahsoka #star wars #meta #sw negativity #long post

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darth-memes · 8 months

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#star wars #sw memes #ahsoka #ahsoka series #ahsoka spoilers #ahsoka series spoilers #ezra bridger #marrok

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measlyscrapofseafood · 8 months

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hello star wars nation

#not a ship post btw #sw #star wars #shin hati #marrok #inquisitor marrok #ahsoka spoilers #ahsoka series #ahsoka show #cii speaks

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dreamswithghosts · 8 months

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Marrok in Part 2 - Toil and Trouble

Warning Spoilers for Ahsoka Part 1 - Master and Apprentice

Gifset Masterlist

#ahsoka #star wars #clone wars #star wars spoilers #sw #rebels #ahsoka series #star wars rebels #star wars ahsoka #sw ahsoka #ahsoka spoilers #marrok #ahsoka show

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short-wooloo · 8 months

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The thing that frustrates me so much about the ahsoka show is that I actually like it's premise and new characters

Rebels sequel? Yep

A surviving Inquisitor? Yep

A Jedi purge survivor who turned to the dark side and now has his own dark Jedi apprentice? Yep

Problem is it's all wrapped up in a character I utterly do not care for

#shin hati #baylan skoll #wooloo-writes #wooloo writes #star wars #sw #ahsoka #ahsoka series #ahsoka show #anti ahsoka tano #anti ahsoka #marrok #ahsoka tano #star wars rebels

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taco-pal · 8 months

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calling it now, Marrok is going to do a heel turn to the light side. His entire aesthetic is pretty blatantly lifted from Rinzler in Tron Legacy, who is brainwashed Tron and does a heel turn to the light side. Possible connection to the Arthurian Legend Sir Marrok in which someone on MORGAN's council turns into a werewolf. (There is an Anooba named Marrok in Clone Wars as well that has a wolf like appearance but thats beside the point.) Filoni is a hack lol, he literally can't help himself!!!!!!

#Star Wars #Star Wars Ahsoka #Marrok #Ahsoka Marrok #Star Wars Marrok #Tron Legacy #Rinzler #Tron #SW #Ahsoka #Star Wars the Clone Wars #Star Wars Rebels #lightsaber #ahsoka spoilers

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inquisitormarrok · 24 days

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MARROK NATION WE WON

#star wars #inquisitor marrok #inqusitor marrok #marrok #sw #tales of the empire

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yourmumsc0ck · 8 months

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Can't believe some of us were actually clowning so bad that we thought Marrok was Barriss fucking Offee, like what was with that

#would've died for it to have been true though #ahsoka tano #barriss offee #marrok #barrissoka #ahsoka show #ahsoka series #star wars #ahsoka spoilers #star wars rebels #the clone wars #sabine wren #tcw #sw the clone wars #sw tcw

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thejediscrolls · 8 months

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In My Dreams

Marrok x Jedi reader

You’ve been having dreams of a man you’ve never met before…

Angst / Fluff

It’s been like this for months…

The first dream I had of him, he stood in a fog. His cape flowing from the small breeze that surrounded us and he was silent. Always silent…

Dark clothes. Figure hidden. Face never seen. Always hidden and yet so gentle.

And that helmet.

That helmet that concealed the face of who I most desperately wanted to see. I needed to know who was behind that mask. Who plagued my dreams night after night. He was like an itch I couldn’t scratch.

“You look tired.” Hera mentioned as we followed the odd man throughout the factory.

“I haven’t been sleeping well. It’s nothing serious, I’m alright.” I replied with a soft smile.

She took my answer with a nod of her head as she continued ahead.

“Same dream again?” Ahsoka asked in a much lower tone as we walked a couple steps behind.

I sighed softly, “I don’t know what it means or what the force is trying to tell me, but he’s always just… There.”

I kept the blush from blooming across my cheeks as I thought of the more intimate mates I’ve had with the strange masked man.

They were usually gentle as I would spend my time tracing the outlines of his black helmet as he touched my face with his gloved hands. Always covered… Never any skin shown to give more light to this mystery.

“There is always a reason. Trust in the force.” Ahsoka commented.

“Of course.” I nodded gratefully to my friend.

I just wondered when the force will reveal him to me.

“It’s leaving on that ship.” The kind droid pointed to the ship we were questioning, outing all those who have been lying to us the moment we stepped foot in this place.

“For the empire!” A voice cried out, but it didn’t do him much good as I shoved my lightsaber through his gut.

“Of course they are traitors.” I muttered disappointedly.

“No time to dwell, Hera get to the ship.” Ahsoka told Hera before motioning for me to follow her out the window.

As I landed on the ground with only a slight discomfort in my knees, I wondered when will the lying end. Why couldn’t these people see that working for the empire was a bad thing? I clenched my fist to control the anger rising in me.

If only they could look past their greed.

I followed closely behind Ahsoka as we tried to catch up to the fleeting ship. Our footsteps smacked against the ground as we pushed faster until she stopped… And I stopped. Our gazes pulled away from the ship towards two figure and that was when I saw…

My gaze flickered between the familiar figure down towards Ahsoka who already took out her two light sabors. I stepped up to her, gently resting my hand on her shoulder.

The look she gave me was one of confusion, but I could only offer her a slight shake of my head.

“It’s him…” I spoke, barely above a whisper, the dread and anxiety clear in my voice.

Of course he was an enemy.

Of course he was going to try to kill me.

Ahsoka could see the turmoil written across my face, “I’ll take out the droid.” Was all she said and I was grateful she didn’t press with anymore questions.

I didn’t know if I’d be able to answer them anyways.

I watched her step to the side in front of the droid and I took my place in front of him…

I slowly reached up, pulling my black hood off my head, just wondering if he would recognize me… If he’s been dreaming about me for months as well.

“Do you…” I spoke softly as an unsure tone took over my voice, “Do you know who I am?”

I watched him make no notion of recognization as he reached up to his shoulder to release the clasp on his cape.

I watched it drop to the ground while he pulled out his own lightsaber.

He doesn’t know…

My heart sunk in my chest and I wondered what I should do at this moment. Do I fight him? Do I tell him I’ve dreamt of us resting in bed on a spring morning? Do I tell him despite not knowing him, I felt like he’s been with me for years?

I reached for my own lightsaber as soon as I saw the familiar color of red. Purple mirrored his red as ignited mine and it was in that quite moment of breath before he lunged and the fight began.

I kept my pace steady as I mirrored his movement and blocked against his hits.

He was fast. I’ll give him that. I thought as I threw a lunge of my own, one he blocked with ease.

This went on for a while, neither of us growing out of breath. It could almost be taken as a dance as we stepped around each other. If I closed my eyes I could almost imagine when we were dancing… In my dreams.

He was agile and swift there too.

“Do you not know who I am?” I asked him again as we pressed our lightsabers against one another.

Again my question was met with silence…

I could hear as Ahsoka sliced through the droid, ending her own battle and I feared that my moments with this mysterious man was running thin.

“Please.” I struggled to say as I pushed against his attacks that just kept coming.

It was on pure accident that my lightsaber grazed against his side causing us both to jump back, “I don’t want to hurt you.” I said quickly with panic lacing my voice.

There was no falter in his step as he continued to fight back even harder than before and a graze to my side with his lightsaber told me that he wasn’t going to back down. The yelp I let out as I felt the singeing pain had Ahsoka taking a step forward. I held up a hand towards her quickly to stop her from taking another step.

I knew I had to find away to subdue him before Ahsoka found it necessary to step in and I seized my chance with a quick footing exchange and a roll of my wrist.

In a blink of an eye he was kneeling on the ground with two lightsabers near his neck. He didn’t move. Neither of us did.

I took in a breath as I thought about my options.

I could take him prisoner… But then he would never trust me. I could kill him… But what would that solve? I could…

I turned off the lightsabers as I slowly kneeled in front of him. I prayed to the force that I was making the best decision as I looked at the way his fists clenched in his lap.

“I’ve had dreams about you.” I confided to him in a soft whisper.

He didn’t make a sound of acknowledgment, but I knew he heard each word that I spoke.

“You might not know me… But I feel like I know you…” I clipped my lightsaber to my side before slowly reaching out to his closed fists.

I gently grabbed his right hand, opening it before placing his lightsaber in the palm of his hand.

“I don’t want to hurt you…” I placed my hand against his side as I willed the force to heal him until there was only a scar marred against his skin, “I couldn’t.” I whispered the truth as I waited for his answer.

I had a feeling that he wouldn’t speak and he wouldn’t turn against his allegiance for some random Jedi he just met… But I hope that this was an offer of truce and just maybe… Maybe somewhere down the line what I see in my dreams will become true.

He stood up slowly. He didn’t try to ignite his saber and stab me. Neither did he show any indication of staying, but he watched me stand. Waited as I unclipped my black robe and handed it to him.

“I hope you’ll wear it next time we meet.” I spoke lightly in a soft tone to show him I was no threat… At least not to him I wasn’t.

My heart practically leapt in my chest of joy as he took the peace offering before he was running back to his ship where his loyalties lied.

Ahsoka made her way to my side as we watched them fly off. She didn’t hold any judgement towards me, after all she knows how much I speak of the man in my dreams.

“You didn’t kill him.” She spoke.

“I know.” I replied softly.

“He didn’t kill you.” She noted with a small smile on her face.

“I know.” I nodded at the realization and I couldn’t help, but give a smile of my own.

“What will you do?” She asked as she glanced at me.

I held my hand to my side to try to stop the ache of the lightsaber scar that he gave me. It was comforting in a way, knowing that we had equal marks… Almost like matching tattoos that would have us remembering this day for the rest of our lives.

I looked away her gentle gaze to the black cape that he threw on the ground earlier. I carefully picked it up as I ran my hand threw the thick fabric in my hands before replying truthfully…

“I will follow my dreams.”

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