Alexandra Feanor
The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
Alexandra looked around her, eyes darting between a temple and burning forest as she stood alone in the middle of a wide stretch of land. The entire scene was silent, everything was unmoving. The tongues of the flames over by the forest were in a standstill, the dust in the air untouched by gravity and time. Then the silence was broken by the sound of a saber, she turned to see a dark figure holding a saber in one hand and a gaultlet in another. Another saber sounded behind her again, now flanked by the sith that had intruded her home long ago. These two were greeted by the last sound, the saber of the one that had saved her from the sith that had invaded her home, in desperation she reached for her sabers, only to find them gone. And in a single moment her throat was gripped by Sith number two, while Sith three, Balaya strode forward and planted her blade through Alex's heart and Kaine Zambrano, the first Sith, sent a torrent of lightning at her. Her screams echoed in her own mind until everything vanished.
Jedi Temple Medical Wing
Two weeks after Ossus
She sat up screaming as the imagined pain shook her from her dream, it had been all too real and no doubt the scream she had woken up with would bring the attention of whoever was in the area. She sighed and laid back, breathing slowly, it had been a dream after all so all she needed to do was calm down and continue to rest like she had been told to do last time she'd woken, though it still amazed her that the hospitality of a Jedi overrided the fact that she had defected from the Empire. Her eyes though remained on the door, no matter how many times she told herself the same thing, she always expected to see Balaya or Kaine enter and kill her. Or a Sith spy within the temple. Her hand reached over to the table nearby, her sabers and the holocron she kept with her at all times still there, with that she relaxed alittle and watched the door till either someone entered or she drifted off again.