Prologue 2

Jon and Nor were over. He'd tried to apologize for all the wrong he'd done, but she was done. Left him dangling on hope and labelled him a sick person. His life became miserable and no longer able to handle most of Padraw's tests. He was hot-branded weak for his disturbance of the mission he was given, placing Jon in a depressed state. Although it made Jon sad and under-appreciated, he easily forgot the tribulations and would crack a few jokes. Attempting to bleach all the negative emotions.

"Hey master, what would you call a bounty frozen in carbonite?" his master would gaze at him wondering. "A hardened criminal! HA!" then the master would stare away either to hide his laughter or to hide in disappointed. Two of which Jon would never detect.

Along the way, they began cracking a few jokes and it brought them to a sense of friendship. The relationship was painful at times but was manageable. After all, it was just him and his master since everyone else was taken away from him.

At times he received messages from his brother who served in the military. He would often open these messages in secret and would casually send back in private. As soon as Erne showed up on the hologram and greeted his old pal, Jon almost broke down. He felt his old pal in the message wanted to talk to him through one the ways that Padraw taught him but it was risky.

Talking to people through the force was a dangerous act and would kill you almost instantly. Yet the attempt wouldn't stop him whatsoever. At night as he was about to sleep, he sat ready to meditate and used the force to locate his brother. The method already exerted too much energy and he began looking at blurry images of the man on the battlefield. Although he got his location, further attempt to contact him was almost as if he held his breath for long. He felt the pressure of the force exerting in his body, so he let go fainting in bed right to sleep.

He was tormented with grief, he wanted to visit his old pal. His brother the only one he had left. Waking up he would just stand on the shower wondering his next move. When the force would let him forge his own path. Fueled by rage, he came up with a plan to abandon the Sith and join his brother in the military and figure out their future by then. He was already tired of being Padraw's dirty hands. He wanted to be his own free man and a hero for the galaxy.!

Although he wanted to execute a well thought out plan, he was scared. He lacked the means to do it but he after he had time to meditate and think about what has been going on. It helped in getting the nerve to execute it. He waited his time to strike and sucked in his plan that etched out a rock in his throat.

One morning he expressed his feelings to his master. Which all went terribly wrong...