(OOC- Freaky)
Deep down inside, however, Frakutsk did not believe the things he was saying to himself. He talked to himself of peace, but truely... he still had dreams of revenge.
It was then that Frakutsk got his first glimpse of the future. The small Gungan, strong in the force, saw for a moment something that he would not see again for many years...
It was then that Frakutsk saw...
Suddenly, even in the evil grip of a master of the force, Frakutsk became one with his future, a voice, gungan, older, seemed to speak to him in his very mind.
Youngsa, simple, Frakutsk. Yousa have not learned. Violence isa da way of evil, yousa must not seek revenge. Yousa must seek to serenity...
And then, a different voice, evil... The voice of the sith infront of Frakutsk, broke through in his mind.
You know there's no point running.
But the images were distant, eathereal, third person. Somehow, the voice of the light, whoever it was, was more real. It continued...
...peace. See? Thisa man would destroy yousa. Hesa would kill all dat is you atsa da drop of a hat. Thisa is what yousa mustsa not become.
It was strange to Frakutsk, what was this voice in his head? An older Gungan, yes, but who? From when? And what was this it was saying?
He must not seek revenge on the evil that killed his parents? Killing is the way of evil... to do so would be to surrender to the easy, the evil, way of doing things, to succumb to the dark side.
Unfortunarly, the Gungan still could hardly speak to answer the question that Lupercus Darksword posed. He had, indeed, the ability to speak about one word.
"Peace... sa..."
He stuttered. That seemed, indeed, the best choice of a single word, to describe good. It had so many implications, not just the absence of violence, but also the deep inner calm, the serenity of a Jedi, things undescribable, but undoubtedly good.
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