*Keren is sitting in his house, leaning in his desk chair in his workroom, with his feet propped up on the table. His hands are folded in his lap, and he speaks into the holocam in a quiet voice.*
I tried to help Diana again. It didn't go well. *He sighs.*
I'd spent the previous three days trying to find a way to accelerate her natural healing processes, to get her ready for her surgery faster so that she can get back on her feet, literally, and live her life again. I spoke to Master Jones, and he directed me to speak with a woman named Tamar. Turns out she had something to do with the folks from Zephyr Base.
Funny old galaxy, isn't it? Seems like it was just a week ago that Diana, Lieutenant Andreas and I were on Rori, and Diana was trying to convince the commanders at Zephyr to lend us some air support so that we could safely evacuate Naboo before our fortifications came under assault by the Imperial Navy. They weren't inclined to cooperate with us. Seemed to think it was the 95th's fault that the Chommel Sector was about to be overrun with Imps. I think it was sort of an equal-blame thing. No idea why they wanted to point fingers at us.
Heh. At least we were actually trying to oppose the Empire on their home turf. Force forbid we should do something so bold as try to fight the war where our enemy has an advantage and actually have the audacity to claim some victories.
But I digress. Tamar was quite helpful. She directed me to go to Dantooine with her, and we were able to recover a suitable crystal. I then went to the site of the old Jedi Temple ruins and was succesful in harnessing the power of a large waterfall in order to purify it of the residual Dark Side energies it had been sitting in. An unfortunate side effect of our finding the crystal caves overrun with cultists. Next, we went to Yavin, after having our adventures on Dantooine culminate in a run-in with an Imperial patrol. Strangely enough, the same pilot from Dantooine turned up again in Yavin space, but thankfully we eluded him. It was here that I met a Jedi with the Alliance like myself, a man named Korris. He helped Tamar and I reach the Enclave ruins there, and I finished empowering the crystal.
And that's when it all went to hell.
I returned to base on Corellia and brought the crystal to Diana. After a discussion with her about how the process was going to work, we formed a passive mental link between ourselves, creating a sort of power circle, as Tamar had instructed. A link between myself, the crystal's power, and Diana. The procedure seemed like it was going to work, but Diana was struggling with progressing her connection with me to the crystal's power so that she could draw on it. In addition, my own willpower was being drained by holding open the connection to the crystal while at the same time keeping its power from entering me. Eventually, Diana just pushed the connection too far, and she drove herself into my mind, accidentally bypassing my mental barriers.
She saw...everything. We both did. Everything that we could have hidden from each other.
Hell's bells...all of my training, all my years spent studying the mysteries of the Force...none of it could have prepared me for what I saw.
I saw...death. Anger. Hatred. Pure rage. All the darkness in Diana's life, pouring out like fire behind my eyes, until I couldn't bear to see it anymore. I saw her standing in front of her family's burning estate on Alderaan, her parents shot in front of her, dying. She fled. I felt her shame well up inside me like it was my own. I saw Alderaan destroyed, and these wounds opened afresh. I know now why she is the way she is. I understand her now. I see why Diana hates the Empire so much. She has every reason to want to hunt them all down, and drown her hands in the blood of those who wronged her so deeply.
But I can't allow her to do what she wants to do. I need to help her let go of her pain. Let go of her hate. Before it destroys her. Before it crushes the last spark of good left in her heart.
*Keren sighs softly, then turns off his personal terminal.*