A Shadow's Birth(Dragon Draclau)
  • Posted On: Jun 30 2002 4:54am
Dagobah...

It had been quite some time since Misery had last been on Dagobah. Misery loved the planet just for its sheer sense of mystery that it provided.

The last time she had been here, she had come alone, but not this time.

No, this time she was accompanied by Dragon Draclau, a former Sith wishing to learn just what Shadow Jedi life was all about. It was so that Dragon, twin brother to Malice Draclau, could very well take the opportunity to learn the ways of the Shadow Jedi, after all, he'd experienced both the light and dark sides of the force during many times in his life. One could simply not have a fine understanding of the Shadow Jedi if they had no experience with both force paths, no knowledge of either.

Shadow Jedi, what were they really? Everyone had their own ideas about them. Often, others liked to think that they did not exist, that they did not belong among the galaxy along with the other force users that roamed and dwelled within the galaxy.

Misery? Well Misery believed otherwise. After all, what was a force user to do if they just did not feel like being a Sith nor a Jedi? Shoud they have to choose a side, being made to feel comfortable with a particular side, even if they did not wish to?

Countless times many had come to her, telling her that she was wrong, telling her that she did not belong. She ignored them all however, choosing to continue to be who she was, no matter what anyone else thought.

They did not understand, and Misery was not going to make them understand. She would just be, like it or not.


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Misery sat on a boulder, her eyes were closed, legs crossed. She'd been sitting like this for over a half hour now.

She stirred just once, and it was to open her eyes. She'd opened them just as Dragon had stopped to stand just two feet from where she sat.

"Where have you been? Your training was to start twenty minutes ago. Did you get lost during your curious search of the planet?"

Dragon seemed to look at her with a lost expression.

"This planet is much too mysterious, we've only been here but a day or two and I know you've not been given the opportunity to explore yet. I'm quite sure, knowing you, you could not pass up the chance to look around. However, I just did not expect for you to be late, please remember to be on time. You'll be doing and learning much in your time here on Dagobah, I'd like for you to make the most of that time."

Misery's face had been rather serious as she spoke during this time, but as she finished a faint smile could be seen on her face.

"I promised that I would not ask any questions of you until we got here, also promising that I would not pry so much as to make you uncomfortable. So I'll ask the easiest of questions first. Why do you wish to become a Shadow Jedi?"
  • Posted On: Jul 6 2002 8:16pm
"I'm sorry master"

That word, Master was not unusual to Dragon, but to use it with someone he had considered a friend many times and had not even given it a thought of ever having to call her master. But now he would start to, for ow she would be his teacher, trainer, and master to guide him along the path of the shadow. In truth, Dragon had been walking around the forest just behind him, to the sides of him. He had heard alot about this planet To his knowledge, the jedi would come here to either finish their training, or for some they would start here. To him he started in the training grounds. Not once when he was a sith or jedi was he ever taken to another planet to begin training.


He could feel the mystery of the planet Dagobah fowing all around. Through the force he sensed many things hidden from the naked eye. Though looking with the force didn't make it any easier to see them. Maybe this is why the jedi like to train here, for the sheer mystery and enchanting power this planet holds. He quickly snapped back to reality as he had heard Misery ask him a question. Looking straight at her he naswered asbest as he could. He dug deep within him self to find the true anwer to the question, and not find jst an answer to get by on.


"To be truthful master, i grow tired. i grow tired of the force everyday it is in me. Darksider, lightsider, they mean nothing to me anymore. Neither side have been able to give me, or even offer me what i had seeked when becoming a sith or jedi. I did not seek power, i did not seek fame. Hell i didn't even seelk to bring justice within the galaxy. I now want nothing more then peace within myself, and peace with the force. I seek the balance that i know lies between the two."


He stopped for a moment. Letting her take in all that he had said.


" I no longer feel just one side is able to grant me the peace and balance i seek. The darksde put me in constant turmoil. Filled with too much anger had blinded my judgement many times. The lightside, the lightside made me void to any feelings, and instead instilled false feelings and false hopes within me. I seek for the true balance, the true peace the force has to offer. Not just one side of it, but the force it's self, which lies betwee the two"

He now remained silent. Hoping this answer pleased her. Thought he knew as well that there was no real right or wrong answer to these kinds of questions.

OOC: Sorry for the long wait. I had writer's block and i didn't know what to reply for this. I didn't wanna make a junk reply, as that would not have been me at all.
  • Posted On: Jul 23 2002 7:57pm
Misery kept her focus remained on her apprentice. The two had been friends for some time now. She knew of his past, and he, perhaps of hers. Yet here the two were, together, working on a common goal, to obtain neutralism.

Dragon had seen the best of both worlds, that much was true, but then again, so had Misery. Neither the light nor dark felt just right to her, but she did have an understanding for both. She believed that Dragon did too.

She did not center her attention on his answers for the moment, but rather focusing her attention elsewhere, for the time being.

"I am sure you wonder why I chose to pick this planet of all places to conduct your training, I am quite sure that question lingers in your mind. I know many wonder about this place, just as I do. I've brought you here for a simple change in pace. Perhaps you expected to be training on some type of training ground area. I never really liked teaching my students on the training grounds, one can learn anywhere, and why not any better place than on this planet. This planet, so full of wonder and mystery, so much to explore. Yet so much that has yet to be discovered here."

She smiled, chosing only now to stand up as she stepped off of the rock she had been sitting on. She was still quite focused on Dragon, yet she seemed to give him all the space that he needed, she was close enough, but not too close.

"As for your answers, I Thank You for being honest, and thoughtful as well. There are no right or wrong answers to some of the questions I ask of you, merely they are for observation, and sometimes for opinion. I believe in asking many questions before training even begins. Some might consider it boring, but as for myself, I like to call it a learning experience. I like to call it, getting to know my apprenitce. As always, you are free to ask of me whatever you wish, and I will provide you with the best answer I can."

Misery paused, taking a moment to look around, and jsut to give Dragon a moment alone with his thoughts, allowing him to process her words.

"So it is that I have yet another question for you. It is a question that must be asked for no Shadow Jedi can even begin to take part in his or her own training unless they have answered such a question. You've taken an interest in the Sahdow Jedi arts, that much is evident, but just what do you know of the Shadow Jedi, my apprentice?"

Again, this question provided no wrong or right answer, at least Misery was not looking for one. She wanted his opinion mostly, rather than an exact "correct" answer. Opinions and observations were far more important to Misery. As long as one tried and did their best in their time of training, that was all that Misery could ever ask for.