Theed Palace.

The city of Theed was home to many important people in the eyes of the public. Legendary rebel pilot Lutenant Aegir lived their. The most ferocious of the queens hand-maidens lived there. And their son, now a jedi knight, also lived there, when he wasn't training padawans on Ossus. And with him he brought along another jedi, whom was also a childhood friend. Kiyoshi Lee.

She was Hethrir's target to night. He would've preferred fighting Cronos, but he wanted to pain him, and anger him, to bring him to the darkside, permanently. Killing the girl would be the perfect fuel to do just that.

Hethrir, with his duel ended sabre gripped tightly in his hand, waited in the city for days, until the two jedi got ready to leave. When Cronos was preparing their ship to leave the planet, Hethrir made his move. Kiyoshi was coming back from her parent's house.

He stood some odd twenty feet of her, grinning menacingly. His blade was already ignited, his robe already discarded. Cronos was to far away for her to call for him. She'd have to fight on her own.

"Ready to die," he asked, his voice harsh. "Cronos can't save you now..."

"Hethrir,' exclaimed Kiyoshi. She was extremely surprised, and dropped her bags, her few belongings scattering over the ground. She stood silent for a few moments, fear consuming her, rendering her unable to speak.

No...this can't be happening...where's Cronos when I need him...

She sighed, releasing herself of her fear. She knew what she would have to do, even before she realized it. She drew her sabre, igniting it almost instantly.

"I'm stronger than I've ever been Hethrir. I won't let you kill me."

She got into her dueling stance, with her knees bent slightly, and her blade at waist level, the tip pointing at Hethrir's head.

Cronos is bound to come looking for me. Hethrir can't take on the both of us, and he knows it. All I have to do is survive until then...

"Foolish little girl...I know what you're thinking...I won't let you live long enough for Cronos to find you."

With that said, Hethrir prepared to attack Kiyoshi. He dropped into his usual dueling stance, with his right leg infront of his left, his right hand-his sabre hand, holdinghis sabre level in front of his body, and his left hand level with his waist, the elbow bent at a ninety degree angle.

With a grin, he attacked. The twenty yards between them was covered instantly, as he was hoping to catch the padawan off guard. He spun, grasping his sabre with both hands now to keep it level. He slashed horizontally with one end, the left end, but continued spinning, bringing the right end of the sabre back around in an diagonal slash upwards.

Kiyoshi was ready for anything Hethrir had to through at her. She stepped back, and leaned back as if she was trying to touch the ground with the back of her head. with help from the force, she came back up, the force guiding her blade to the perfect spot to deflect Hethrir's attack. She pushed back on his blade, summoning more strength from the living force around her.

She stepped forward as she pushed his blade to the side, attempting to send her knee into his groin.

"Aargh!"

Hethrir winced as Kiyoshi grinded her knee into his groin. The pain seered through his body, angering him. He drew power from his anger, and let go of his sabre with his right hand, and sent a powerful jab at her face. He stepped back, shaking his head, angry at himself for letting his guard down.

"You'll pay for that girl."

He moved back in, even more quickly than before, first choosing to stab at her stomach. He then spun around to her left side, and slashed at her again, horizontally, towards her back.

You'll pay dearly...

Hethrir's punch hit Kiyoshi squarely in the face. She refused to scream out, refused to show Hethrir that he'd caused her pain. Suddenly, the force screamed out at her. She interpreted it as a sign, and strafed to the left. She found out she'd stepped the wrong way, and when Hethrir spinned, he bumped into her, knocking her to the ground. She rolled, and was back on her feet, determination in her eyes. She advanced on Hethrir, ready to attack.

She brought her blade above her head, and slashed down diagonally, across his chest. He raised his sabre to block it, and the two bloades met in a brilliant display of sparks. She spun to her right, using Hethrir's weight against him. She stopped when she was facing his side, and slashed at his back, as he had tried to do to her.

Hethrir realized instantly that he'd put far to much weight on his blade. When Kiyoshi spun, he fell foward, open to any attack. He swung his sabre behind him, to block the oncoming attack. His block was weak, and his blade was knocked away, but he was still inone peice, and unharmed.

He spun, regaining his balance.

"Smart move girl."

The malice in Hethrir's voice was easily apparent. He didn't like being bested, especially by a rookie padawan.

"I won't make any more mistakes."

He attacked, first slashing at her right arm, then following through the slash, spinning his sabre around his back and attacked her legs.