Jedi Master and Council Member Morton has been sent to Dantooine to aid in the fight against the Sith.
Dorin Grey: "Master Morton! Its good to see you my fried. A week we've been stuck here, I hope you will be able to make a difference."
Morton: "Yes, I too hope that I can help here Dorin. Please, give me your report."
Dorin Grey: "Darth Tremor is leading their assault. From what we know the Sith outnumber us almost three to one. It is a shame the Council could not spare us more Jedi."
Emilia Jannit: "Unfortunate yes. We have lost a great deal of Jedi Master Morton, I really should go to their aid."
Morton watched quietly as the famous healer of the Jedi slipped quietly away.
Dorin Grey: "She is so sad. Every death seems to affect her personally."
Morton: "It is in Master Jannit's nature to care. She knows practically every Jedi in the Order. Come, lets discuss tactics."
Deep in the forest, a small Sith force under the command of Darth Tremor and his leiutenant Darth Abrax trudge slowly through the forest.
Darth Abrax: "We are almost there, My Lord. What are your orders?"
Darth Tremor smiled thinly.
Darth Tremor: "Kill everyone. Leave the healer to me."
The Sith and Jedi met in a violent clash several hours later. Though the Sith party was small, its warriors were highly skilled.
Dorin grunted as he clashed blades with Abrax.
Dorin Grey: "Master! Do you sense it?"
Morton: "Yes, there is... Emilia!"
The Jedi medical tent at the rear of their camp. Here wounded Jedi are brought to Master Jannit where the Jedi Master works tirelessly to heal their wounds.
Emilia Jannit: ""I can see your hurt. With the Force at my side I will tend your wounds."
She sighed as she gently poured the power of the force into the young Jedi's wounds.
Emilia Jannit: "My poor, poor Jedi."
Darth Tremor: "There is nothing poor about you Jedi. You are weak and deserve your fates."
Emilia Jannit: "Tremor!"
Emilia's lightsaber flew from the table to her hands.
Emilia Jannit: "Killing me will earn you nothing!"
Darth Tremor: "On the contrary. With you did, more Jedi will die!"
Tremor flipped backwards onto the table and swung at Emilia who easily deflected the opening attack.
However, Tremor quickly unleashed a bolt of lightning that launched the Jedi into the air.
Darth Tremor: "Foolish girl! You focus on one aspect of your power! How can you hope to stand against me alone?"
Tremor grunted as a powerful Force push suddenly launched him forwards. Morton stepped calmly into the tent.
Morton: "By remembering that she never stands alone. She is a Jedi!"
Emilia Jannit: "Two Jedi stand before you Tremor. You cannot win."
Darth Tremor: "Can't I?"
Tremor suddenly spun around and drove his lightsaber into the nearby wounded Jedi.
Emilia Jannit: "No!"
Tremor chuckled as he spun around and grabbed Emilia's wrist. He quickly brought his boot up and kkicked her in her chest, knocking her backwards into Morton and snatching her lightsaber from her grip.
Tremor turned to the other two wounded Jedi as Emilia and Morton scrambled to their feet.
Darth Tremor: "Know, Emilia Jannit, that these Jedi died by your blade!"
Tremor swung the purple blade, cutting deep gashes across the two wounded Jedi's chests.
Emilia Jannit: "You monster!"
Tremor chuckled as he parried Morton's attack.
Darth Tremor: "The purge is only just beginning!"
Once more Tremor spun around to stand over the remaining Jedi. He raised his lightsaber and cackled loudly.
Darth Tremor: "Soon all Jedi will fall this easily!"
Emilia Jannit: "No!"
Before either Morton or Tremor could stop her, Emilia dove between Tremor and the Jedi. Letting out a gasp of pain as Tremor's lightsabers cut through her body instead of the Jedi's.
Morton quickly used the Force to push the surprised Tremor away.
Morton: "Leave this place Tremor!"
Darth Tremor: "With pleasure! Your healer is dead, my work is done!"
As Tremor fled, Morton carried Master Jannit slowly to the operating table.
Morton: "Emilia, I am so sorry."
Emilia Jannit: "It was my choice... Morton."
Morton: "Why? We needed you!"
Emilia Jannit: "You never did see who the girl was did you? Promise me that you will look after her, she has a destiny."
Morton turned around and gasped in surprise to see Mary Kringe, the last surviving member of the wounded Jedi. When Morton turned back to Emilia, the Jedi's eyes had closed and a small smile sat on her soft face.
The tent flaps opened and the jedi, led by Dorin Grey, burst into the room.
Dorin Grey: "Morton! We have... Master Jannit?"
Morton: "Master Jannit has sacraficed herself for the greater good. We will have to make do without her powers from now on. How goes the battle?"
Dorin Grey: "The Sith have retreated, Abrax and Tremor both live. They are rallying their entire force as we speak."
Morton: "Then we can do no more here. Dantooine is lost. As is this day."