A darkness is coming. All Jedi can sense it. A new enemy. An Assassin. Darth Cynnra. She seeks revenge against a very specific Jedi. Aayla Secura. Assigned to go and hunt down this new Assasin with her good friend Kit Fisto, Aayla feels an internal confliction growing within her. An internal battle between her duty as a Jedi and her feelings for Kit. Which will win?

Aayla chokes out a breath. "No." Is all she could manage to say. She sits on her makeshift bed in her tent, her breathing is coming in short and in painful gasps. She tightly closes her eyes, then she hears his cry of pain. Kit's cry of pain. He falls to the ground with a deep cut across his torso. His breaths are agonized and raspy. Kit's breaths slowly become sha