The Rebel Faction

Kamon stood at the entrance to one of the side doors at the church. He was checking to make sure he had everything. The rings were already given to the bearer. Kamon looked in the mirror.

He straigtened his suit a little and the silver silk shirt showed a little more. He straightened his hair some and looked around. Gash was already standing in fron waiting. There were a lot of people sitting out there. Kamon turned to Kenshin.

"How do I look? Everything straight?"

Kate slid a single finger under one of her eyes and took a couple of breaths to steady herself.

" Relax, you'll do fine." said Anara.

As Kate adjusted her dress and made herself look good, she turned to Anara," How do I look?"

" Like a queen...now, come on, it'll take us at least five minutes to get the train set out..." said Anara.

Sure enough, the back doors of the church were closed as Anara and Kate prepped in the back.

Just as Anara had nearly gotten Kate's train set out, a series of whistles and beeps emitted from behind them as Trouble( a dark green and gold R2 unit) and C-4PO, Anara's protocol droid ,showed up, both deck out in blue and white streamers.

" 'Bout time you two showed up." said Kate.

" Forgive us Miss Toran..Trouble decided to get into trouble."

A short sharp beep came from the little R2 unit.

" Excuse me, why I should..."

" Enough, the both of you." said Anara.

" Hmph, just wait until the reception, you little bucket of bolts." said C-4PO

A series of beeps came from Trouble which amounted to a mechanical laugh.

The two droids lined up in front, Trouble at the start with C-4PO right next to him. Then Anara and then Kate.

" Am I late?"

Kate spun just in time to come face to face with a man who stood about '5'11, towering slightly over her. His face was worn but still held rather roguish features, his dark blonde hair was cut short, but his ocean blue eyes sparkled with pride. " D..d..daddy?"

" What, you think I'd let my little girl go without a fight?" he said, flashing her one of his roguish smiles.

" B..B..I.." said Kate, a bit shocked and stunned..it had been almost ten years since she last saw him, but he hadn't changed a bit, well..maybe a little more muscular and all the more dashing in his black pants, cream colored blouse tucked neatly into the waist, his spit shined black boots. He took Kate's arm and smiled," You look better then I thought." he said.

Kate turned to face forward again, shocked, but feeling as if this day couldn't get any better.

Nodding somewhat numbly, Kenshin opened the door and walked in. As he expected, everyone in the room turned towards his direction. Kenshin could already feel his insides wither at the crowds scrutiny.

However, sensing Kamon step up behind him gave him a bit of relief and the young man managed to keep up a bright expression.

Besides, the famous Rogue Jedi Master Gash Jiren was right behind him. Not a good time to loose face.

Corran swore as he ran down the hallways of the church. He was late. He skidded to a halt right in front of the large table that held loads of beautifal gifts. Pausing for a second he reached into his pocket and brought out 2 items in velvet pouches, one for the bride, one for the groom.

Corran hoped Kamon and Kate would be surprised by his gifts. Corran slowed as he entered the room in which he would be able to watch one of his best friends be married. Corran took a seat at the back as well opposite Master Somir. Then he settled down to watch the proceedings.

Gash stood before the congregation, smiling slightly. He wore his most ceremonial blue robes; while some leaders wore garish garments made of foreign silks, Gash's robe was the rough, navy blue garment of an Asthentian. His clothes were simple, underneath the robe. Yet, despite the unremarkable nature of what he wore, those who did not know him might believe he was born for the role of an aristocrat and politician, for he bore the title well.

He received Kamon's signal for a short exchange of vows. Luckily, he had never really paid much attention to the demands others placed on him.

"In the ancient Jedi society," Gash began, his clear, Imperially-accented voice carrying easily over the gathered men and women, "It was strictly forbidden for two Jedi to wed. It was understood that a Jedi must devote his or her life to the Force wholly, that they must care about nothing but that and the service to their people."

The Jedi Master looked down at Kamon, a man he'd known for what seemed like the longest time. A man who had risen from Padawan, to Knight, to Master, before his very eyes; who had stayed with the Rogue Jedi Order even through Gash's apparent-demise at Ruusan. Then at Kate, a new friend, though certainly no less valued, after her bravery on Veresh.

"Tradition, it seems, has the ability to be utterly and completely wrong. To me, there is nothing more essential to the condition of all sentients than love. It is what binds us together; it is the very thing which allows the Light Side of the Force to exist, and dominate as it always has. The capacity to love is at every person's core, and without it, we are absolutely nothing. And in order to fully understand this, much perspective is gained through marriage. People are no longer statistics; that woman is some man's wife, that man is some child's father. How can you deprive anyone of the love you have known?"

Gash smiled again. His eyes -- tinted green by colored contacts -- fixed the crowd with a clear stare, one of great intensity. "And so it is that Kamon Vondiranch and Kate Toran are to be wed. If you would repeat 'We do', after me."

"Do you two gathered hereby take each other as your lawfully wedded spouse, to love and cherish?"

"We do."

"Do you two gathered hereby swear to defend and protect your spouse in the love of matrimony?"

"We do."

"Do you two gathered hereby swear to grow in the Force through one another, deepening your bond to the people you serve and one another for all the years of your life?"

"We do."

"And do you two gathered swear to be your partner's lawfully wedded spouse until death do you part?"

"We do."

"If anyone," Gash said, "Can produce a reason that these two should not be wed, speak now or forever hold your peace." No one, of course, approached, in the brief moment of silence allotted. "Bring forth the rings."

A young man -- a member of the Rogue Jedi Order -- stepped forward with the two bands of metal borne on a small pillow. The two placed the rings on one another's fingers. "And," Gash added. "If I might add something of my own."

He produced from his back pockets to identical lightsabers, both with glowing white Adegan pommel jewels, and handed them to Kamon and Kate. "These lightsabers are one of a kind, made with Adegan crystals and by the inspiration of the Force. Wherever you two may be in the galaxy, these lightsabers will instantly allow you to know the location of the other, and sense their presence -- that you may always remember that for which you fight."

"Then, by the power vested in me as Sovereign-Elect of Ossus, King-Master of Asthentia, and High Jedi Master of the Rogue Jedi Order, I hereby pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride."