A’Nikori was not sleeping well.
Her nights had been plagued with visions of as of late... visions of her friends, suffering or dying.
From her past resurfaced images of those she had already failed in the war, and had been unable to save.
She saw the galaxy engulfed in a never-ending series of wars and rebellion.
She saw the galaxy under invasion from a threat approaching from far beyond the Outer Rim, and far more terrible than the Gray Tempest.
She STILL wasn’t powerful enough to save everyone.
And that knowledge was gnawing away at her from within.
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“You wanted to see me, Chancellor?” A’Nikori asked, stepping into Eerabik’s box at Coruscant’s most prestigious opera house. An aquatic spectacle was before them, but she paid it little mind.
Why had Eerabik called her there?
“Yes, A’Nikori,” Eerabik said. Per custom for patrons of the opera, she wore an expensive and warm-looking black robe, over a luxuriously trimmed vest. "It good to see you. I have good news. Clone intelligence has tracked down the bases of both Admiral Taranch and General Dolorous, from which they have been launching their futile attacks. It will take time to besiege their defenses, but we can now close in on them."
“At last,” A’Nikori breathed. “We’ll be able to capture those monsters, and end this war."
“The Council has already called its collective wisdom into doubt by not granting you the rank of Master,” Eerabik continued, “but if they do not select you to deal with General Dolorous, who is by far the more dangerous target, then I would have to wonder if they have any sense at all. You’re the best choice, by far.”
Eerabik beckoned with her wing. “Sit down, A’Nikori.” She turned to the other members of her entourage who were in the box with them. “Leave us,” she commanded.
Without a word, her aides and advisors got up and did as they were bade, filing out of the Chancellor’s box.
A’Nikori took her seat at the Chancellor’s side.
Eerabik waited several moments, watching the opera as if in deep thought.
Then, she spoke.
“Unfortunately, that is not the only reason why I asked to see you here tonight, A’Nikori. You must have sensed what I have come to suspect: the Jedi Council is plotting against me and my government... against the Republic itself. You know that they do not trust me... and I doubt they put any trust in democracy either. You need only look at how they organize themselves to see that is true: an unelected elite who reign over lesser beings who do not happen to be born with their powers, and wish nothing more than to be answerable only to themselves!”
“ The other members of the Council have regularly failed to see your wisdom, Chancellor,” A’Nikori said. “But you really think they want to dismantle the Republic itself? I have a hard time believing that."
“A’Nikori, your loyalty is one of your most admirable qualities,” Eerabik said. “Even now, despite being slighted time and again by the Council, you wish to give them every benefit of the doubt.” She shook her head. “Oh, I’m sure they will maintain the structure of the Republic, and will still allow elections to be held - from among their hand-picked candidates, chosen to be weak-minded enough to be easily dominated with Jedi mind tricks, so they will do exactly what the Council tells them to do without question. They won’t allow any real differences of opinion. Anyone who does not conform to their narrow dogma will be deemed ‘evil’ and swiftly condemned after a show trial. That is, assuming they are even afforded a trial at all. There will be so many Senators they will need to purge at first that I doubt they will have time for such niceties."
“I... I don’t know what to say,” A’Nikori said. Could it be true? But the Jedi-
“The Jedi have already sought to bring you into their plot, haven’t they?” Eerabik asked. “They've asked you to do something dishonest. They’ve asked you to spy on me.”
Eerabik raised a wing before A’Nikori reply. “There’s no need to deny it. It is exactly what I would do if I was in the Council’s position. And it is why, besides your own prodigious achievements, why I asked for you to be given a seat on the Council in the first place - so you could see their duplicity for yourself. Because unlike the Council, who has sought to conceal their true purpose from you, A’Nikori, I
trust you."
“But why... why would they act now?” A’Nikori asked.
“Remember what I told you, A’Nikori: all those who have power are afraid of losing it. And with the war nearing its end, the Jedi see their privileged position slipping away from them. They already occupied a position of power well before my administration, but leading the Republic’s armies and fleets into battle have given them a still greater taste for it. I have tried to rein them in, but that only made them guard their power all the more jealously."
“The Jedi have always used their power to do
good,” A’Nikori said, not even managing to fully convince herself of that. “They stand for justice, and seek to bring peace to the galaxy."
“Good and evil are but points of view, A’Nikori,” Eerabik replied. “From my reading, the ancient Sith had their own strong ideals of justice, and also sought to bring security to the galaxy. One might even consider them to have been champions of individual freedom, liberated to experience the whole range of emotion that the Jedi would deny themselves - and others."
“Chancellor! If the Council heard that you’ve read about ancient Sith philosophy-"
“They would arrest me without second thought? Yes, I know. Even though it isn’t even a crime to read of other philosophies in this Republic. They would use it as justification for their coup nonetheless. But the Jedi do not have a monopoly on truth. In fact, I would argue that it is the responsibility of any learned individual to expose themselves to contrasting points of view, so that they can hold both those ideas and their own up to the test, and take what is useful from each. Indeed, I have read just as much on Jedi philosophy as I have on the Sith’s, so that I can better understand how the Council thinks.” Eerabik shrugged. “Besides, you can’t exactly say the Jedi Council has done a good job of managing the war or bringing security to the galaxy. Who’s to say at this point that the Sith, if given the chance, wouldn’t do a better job?"
“But the Sith are
evil,” A’Nikori protested
“Evil, as viewed by the Jedi,” Eerabik corrected. “Evil because they were not afraid to be honest about their power - about themselves. They recognized that they are similar to the Jedi in almost every way - including their quest for greater power. The Jedi maintain their own self-righteousness, but in the process they delude themselves about their pretensions to power. Those on the Council are perhaps the most self-deluded of all. They fear what they do not understand, and would destroy it without a second thought."
What Eerabik was saying went against everything A’Nikori had been taught by the Jedi.
Yet it all seemed to make so much sense.
“The Sith think inwards, only about themselves,” A’Nikori said, trying to latch onto a point that she could defend.
“And the Jedi don’t?” Eerabik asked.
“The Jedi are - or s
hould be selfless, caring only about others,” A’Nikori replied. “Though... whether they actually live up to that..."
There was a long silence.
Finally, Eerabik spoke again.
“There was a curious tale that I happened across in my readings, A’Nikori. Did you ever hear
The Tragedy of Darth Jefferius the Wise?"
“No,” A’Nikori replied.
“I thought not,” Eerabik said. “It’s not a story the Jedi would tell you. It’s a Sith legend. Darth Jefferius was a Dark Lord of the Sith, so powerful and so wise, he could use the Force to influence the midi-chlorians to... create life. He had such a knowledge of the Dark Side, he could even keep the ones he cared about from dying."
“He could actually... save people from death?” she asked Eerabik after a moment, finding herself intently awaiting the Chancellor’s answer.
“The Dark Side of the Force is a pathway to many abilities some consider to be unnatural."
“What happened to him?” A’Nikori asked.
Eerabik almost seemed to chuckle slightly. “He became so powerful, the only thing he was afraid of was losing his power. Which, eventually of course, he did. Unfortunately, he taught his apprentice everything he knew... then his apprentice killed him in his sleep. Ironic... he could save others from death... but not himself."
A’Nikori had to ask.
“Is it possible to learn this power?"
Eerabik turned toward her.
“Not from a Jedi.” Eerabik said. “But imagine... if one had such a power, to create life itself, then to maintain life in those already living would be child’s play, would it not?"
A’Nikori sensed that the question was rhetorical, and didn’t trust herself to answer it.
“And what happened to the apprentice?” she asked instead.
“Oh, her?” Eerabik seemed amused. “She went on to become the greatest Dark Lady of the Sith the galaxy has ever known..."
“So it was only a tragedy for Darth Jefferius,” A’Nikori observed. “For the apprentice, the legend has a happy ending."
“Yes... I suppose that is true, A’Nikori. I don’t think I ever quite thought about it that way before. It’s just like what we were talking about earlier, with how so much depends on your point of view."
“Do you think that Darth Jefferius and his apprentice really existed?” A’Nikori asked. “That it would be possible to find her?"
“Oh, yes, I’m certain that they both existed,” Eerabik said. “While certain details may have been embellished, the
Tragedy appears to have a firm factual basis, if one can read between the weave of galactic history to see all that their influence touched. And the apprentice, if she still lives... would almost certainly be one of the most powerful individuals in the galaxy, not to mention virtually immortal. Though she would have to remain hidden - after all, if the Jedi would arrest anyone who merely
reads about the Sith, can you imagine they would do if they met an
actual Sith Lady? They would try to kill her on the spot, without any pretense of a trial or due process, just because she happens to subscribe to a different philosophy of the Force than they do."
Eerabik paused.
“And if she were to be killed by the Jedi, the secret of immortality would be forever lost with her,” she concluded.