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Snoke. Snoke. Snoke. The devil of lively form. The creature of pure destruction.to understand I need to take you back to that night. The night it all collapsed over my head. The night I failed.
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"My new Jedi alliance," I said, “is working perfectly and by morning we should have our first republic Corrosant guardians." We were sitting in a room with a couple of chairs along the walls on both sides and a long narrow stage for elder padawans to practice lightsaber duels as a practice course.at the very moment, the class was empty for lunch break. Each child had 3 portions for their lunch and I wasn’t having any food today. Han sat beside me and asked if I had felt something dark. He had always cheered me up but this vision was too dark to share. “Baby Rey Skywalker isn’t called Skywalker for nothin' you know," Han replied, “you should spend time with her as well." I glared at Han with annoyance. “Her name is Rachel!" I screamed angered with frustration. “I am curious as ben solo, my nephew, seems to be talking with Snoke Rothsmy. Snoke’s bruises and his pale white skin gives me something to sense: Snoke is with the dark side as I have sensed! We must intercept this villain before it gets to ben’s head.” I was horrified. “So that’s why he’s been distant: we need to stop him before we lose him!” cried Han. The door flung open. “Too late!” a voice echoed through the hallway.
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The morning sunshine was faded and the sea was trapped in the wind. The tide was rising and the waves hit viciously against the grassy shore. A boat came floating from the horizon: my daily supply of food.
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His lightsaber sparked and had a distorted edge as if it was unstable. Baby Rachel was clung to his arm and when she widened her long stretched arms to run towards me and give a large hug and talk about what she’d been through, a jolt stop her: this masked figure pulled her and aimed the lightsaber towards her neck. “Let her go!” I cried. “Or what! You’ll kill me like you killed your father, “he replied in pure anger.In rage, I used the force to get my lightsaber from my dark brown cloak and charged at him like a raging army ready for battle. Our lightsabers clashed and he began to lecture me about my past mistakes and not taking my father’s offer to rule the galaxy. Han tried to take Rachel to safety but was pushed against the wall by this masked figure. “Who are you?” I screeched as he pushed his red lightsaber towards my face battling against my green, powerful lightsaber making sure he was able to kill me. I knelt back and got out of his reach. “You know who I am,”he said calmly, "you've felt it in the force and you know it to be true" . He was right! His voice had no emotion like he just didn’t care. I managed to land a kick on his face which made his helmet fly of his head. Han was released from this persons grasp and he picked up Rachel holding her head on his shoulder. He made sure she looked away because we didn’t know who this figure was. Who is this person under the mask???
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