Knightfall: Endgame

[Wyck]

It was night on Coruscant.

The streets were empty and the Senate Building loomed high over the Senate District like a dark omen. With his big ears, the tiny gnome, who was in reality a Jedi Master, could hear the distant cracks and booms of the battles happening overhead—some of them low enough in Coruscant's atmosphere to see the flashes of turbolaser fire illuminate the dark clouds gathered over the plaza with hues of greens and reds. The Jedi had come in the aftermath of the Hutt-Republic War in a final bid for peace with the Supreme Chancellor. But, instead of diplomacy, they were met with siege cannons and a Sith battle fleet.

The tiny Jedi Master believed he was the only one to pierce the fog of battle and descend to the surface. It was his intention to go to the Supreme Chancellor's office below the Senate Rotunda and sue for peace in person. But, now, he sensed, that was not what was about to occur. There was a dark presence up ahead. It filled the building in front of him like a cold wind, and there was no sign of the Supreme Chancellor to indicate that this would be a three-way-meeting. Then again, he had always suspected this would be how things ended.

She was waiting there for him. Alais. Andraste. He had not seen her in many years. Not since Prakith, before there were Sith in the galaxy. But, even despite their lack of personal meetings, the two Force masters had been at war with each other. They were the epitome of the sides they represented: one entirely Light and the other entirely Dark. And now it was time for the two of them to settle the animosity between them, as well as the fate of the galaxy for centuries to come, at its heart where all of the lifeblood of the galaxy flowed.

As he walked the hallowed halls of the Republic Senate Building, Wyck centered himself and slowly began to shave away anything that would dissuade him from his mission. It had taken him some time. Despite being the Grand Master of the Jedi Order, he wasn't without his flaws. He very much loved the Jedi Order and all of its members. They had been his family, his attachment, since he had grown up not knowing his own, and he felt the loss of each of them as though he were losing a child or grandchild — a brother or a sister — a mother or a father. And leaving Imani behind had been the worst of it all. But, slowly, he remembered what it was to be a Jedi.

As he grew closer to his destination, he inhaled deeply; and, as he did, he brought all of the pain, sorrow, and resentment he felt into the center of himself. When he exhaled, he let it all vanish with the breath—his entire life, his memories, his attachments, his hopes and dreams—until he was empty and the Force rushed in to fill him back up. He reached the door to the Chancellor's chambers and experienced a small twinge of fear at what was to come and what might be waiting in there for him. Then he let that go, too.

He stepped inside, where she waited for him. It was time to face her one last time. @Sreeya