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    Michael watched as Sebastian left with a bit of a slower walk and slumped shoulders.  It seemed to him that the other Jedi Knight was beginning to lose hope that Kris wasn't going to come out of her coma soon.  In fact Sebastian wasn't the only one losing hope since Van-Jan's death the entire temple seemed to have a dark cloud hanging over it.  A couple hours near dawn Master Horn entered the room and sat in the now cold stool that Sebastian had sitting on previously. I placed my hand around Kris' hand.  "Come on Kris.  You are strong enough to make it out of this please" I whispered and begged with her if she could hear.  I had noticed

 Kris was glad for the rain it made it harder to see her tears.  Chizzik stood to the side watching not speaking any more.  Soon he turned and walked away.  Kris didn't bother calling after him she knew she had to see who the figure was she couldn't leave until she did.  "Kris please wake up." She could hear echoing through the woods, but it wasn't tempting enough.  She walked towards the figure when she felt a cold hand on her wrist. "Please Master Kris; it's not your time to die." Kris turned around to look at the one person who called her Master, Van-Jan.  "That's not you?" She pointed.  And he sadly shook his head no.  "Master, go home, i

 Finally Kris and Chizzik reached a clearing where he set her down gently.  When he set her down Kris began to realize this was a dream. It had to be, for those that she saw in the clearing were dead and some had been dead for years.  They were lined up leading to a pearson who had their back turned away from the others so Kris could not see who it was.  Chizzik took her hand in one of his paws and led her to the lines of people.  The first two were people she had long ago forgotten about yet still loved with all her hears.  "Daddy! Mama!" She exclaimed as she hugged them, sobbing as she remembered their deaths had been caused by the Sith.  "

Kris' Dream Kris was far gone.  Mesca had found traces of death sticks in Kris' bloodstream, which would explain why Kris had gone into a seizure.  As a result Kris was having a peculiar dream that felt more like reality than a dream. "Sebastian" I was calling as I wandered through the thick Endor forest.  "Where are you?" This wasn't funny. He was pissing me off. He was suppose to been here already. "Cass" I found myself calling for her next which was odd as I knew she was no longer with us but one with the Force. "Kris" I heard someone call and looked for the voice. I could see nothing but trees and rain.   I decided to walk towards the

 "Yes, I am the link but do you know why or how?" Cassandra asked.  Horn looked from Chizzik to Cassandra.  "I know how.  Cassandra was one of the Jedi who went to retrieve the potential Jedi from Earth.  While there she came across a particular group of Earthlings that contained Sebastian.  It was said by many Jedi involved that Sebastian had showed a stronger Force potential than many of the others that we had chosen.  Cassandra had lost her younger sister, Kris, to the Sith when she was 18 so as a result she had the habit of keeping an eye on weaker Force users or potential Jedi who hadn't been trained yet.  Kris and Sebastian saw each oth

 Sebastian woke the next day with a migraine.  He sat up and massaged his forehead trying to get rid of the pain, but it did no good.  Today was not a day he wanted to face, but after the horrible night last night who would.  He looked over to the side of the bed that Kris usually slept on hoping just hoping that it had all just been a nightmare.  But the spot where she usually lay was cold as ice adding an even darker cloud to the start of the day. Master Mesca had worked all night doing everything she could for Kris. With the help of Michael she had succeed in keeping the Jedi alive.  Kris was alive if you could call it that, Mesca knew i