Chapter 3: The Story Behind the Consciences

Maia POV

He bowed his head slightly in greeting after he introduced himself and his friend. Now I took a moment to get a better look on the two because when I found them in that closet, the only thing on my mind was the fact that I had gone nuts.

Light was wearing a blue shirt on light gray trousers. He also had an open, welcoming appearance. Totally opposite was Dark. He seemed quite the mischievous type with his black boots, black trousers and black T-shirt that says "come to the fun side" in crimson letters. His raven black hair made his pale skin even paler. Again the total opposite of Light with his blond white hair and a complexion similar to hers.

I had to catch my breath when I realized who there were. "You are Ezra's consciences." I mumbled.

"What !?" The rest of the crew cried out.

"Indeed." Confirmed Light.

"You don't seem to have the best of a memory as our names already have fallen quite some times." Laughed Dark. With a finger he pointed to the crew. "You should pay a bit more attention, this is about your crew member."

"Do you know anything about Ezra?" Hera placed her hands on the table in a powerful gesture, but it seemed to be more as a support.

"If you mean where he is." I held my breath. "No sorry, we have no idea where he might be." The disappointment was clearly visible on all of our faces, and I knew my expression looked just the same.

"But if you are his consciences, doesn't that mean you have to be uh ... 'in' him?" Asked Zeb.

"Yes, but we were thrown out of him, you can say. Thanks to the ritual of the Inquisitor." Light explained.

"It was actually meant that we ended up in the amulet, but a small distraction in the thoughts of Mr. Baldy and we ended up in that closet of yours." Dark laughingly added. "Luckily I fell on Light else it could have been a very painful fall."

"Can you say." Growled the other.

"Do you maybe know who or what took Ezra?" Hera sat down and leaned on her elbows.

"Yes, that would be Pitch and Trait." Dark leaned one hand against Hera her arm whit the result that the Twi'lek threw him an irritated glance, which he simply ignored. "Ezra's consciences."

"But didn't you just said that you were Ezra's conscience?" I didn't understand anything of it.

Light and Dark sighed together. "Like the way it is going, they will never get it." Dark shook his head. "Light, it is stories time." And with that Dark sat, still leaning against Hera her arms. His hands folded behind his head.

"Sorry Hera, he just has no manners." Light rolled his eyes. Dark gave him a wide smile. At that point he reminded me of Ezra a bit.

Wait how they actually knew our names like mine before?

Maybe they know everything that Ezra know?

"Anyway. Sorry this might be long, but otherwise you will never understand any of it." Dark warned us. "So maybe it is the best that you sit down for it."

We followed his advice and put us around the table where the two stood/ sat up.

"Many millennia ago, there was a group of Jedi-Knights which consisted five men and three women. All of them were powerful Jedi-knights who fought together against the Dark Force users or the Sith Lords. And so it happened that one of them become too obsessed whit his job. He gave himself the task to exterminated all the evil in the galaxy and bring justice and peace along the people. Evil from his point of view. Like they say: every villain is a hero in his own mind.

In the beginning, he only kind the real bandits like thiefs and murderers. His friends had not really something against it in the beginning because in one way those people deserved it an a certain point of view. It was when he killed a stealing starving boy, they decided to act. The man thought they had turned against him and disappeared. At first they thought he had stopped until they were given the task to solve several murders. Immediately they knew their lost friend had something to do with it. His friends tried to find him so they spited up as their best chance to find him. Each of them went into a different direction to start their search.

One of the women found him while he was murdering a family, all because they didn't pay their rent on time. A stupid reason, but the man did not look at why they paid too late: they had just paid for the operation of one of their best friends. According to the man they were doing evil things and did they not obey the rules of the community. When he was about to kill the children of the family, she paraded his strike. The children were able to flee. A fight erupted between the two friends apart. Finally the man won of the young woman who had been his best friend since they were only Padawans even before that time. Because she didn't believe in his ways, she too became a victim of his ridiculous mission.

That was the moment they decided to get some more extreme measures. The man was captured after several attempts and died in prison after many years. The six remaining friends looked in those years for a way to prevent incidents like this from now on: a Jedi falling too much in the light. The Night Sisters were found to have an answer: the consciences. There were legends about these creatures, in each of their hided and so the six of them became them with the help of an ancient ritual. Even better, they became the council, the most powerful consciences there ever been. They linked a pair consisting of a light side and a dark side of the Force to a person. So they created a balance between good and evil. The conscience of the person also gave personality to their host and the side which proved to be the strongest, had more control. The four men and two women succeeded in their goal for many years, for many millennia to less than twenty years ago. When a new couple was formed. A man named Pitch named for his character. Pitch was the darkest of the darkest and his name referred to it. Pitch Black. The darkest black of the darkest color that there was.

To create a balance they made a woman named Angel. One of the purest souls ever made. She was beautiful, kind, gentle and unfortunately also naive and gullible. The two were linked together to a human. In the beginning, Angel had been for a long time in control while guiding the boy through his first years and the boy who was their host, was friendly and just like her.

Until Pitch became stronger.

The man had studied the woman the whole time and knew all her weaknesses. Pitch made of Angel's bright soul, a dark one just like his and with that kindness began to slowly die in the boy. Fortunately, his parents have taught him the right. At that time, Angel became Trait. The traitor. Pitch eventually grew so strong that he took occasional full control and pushed back the spirit of the boy. Pitch himself became human at the expense of the young one.

The parents sought for help and found it at a friend who looked back into the magic of the Night Sisters. The two consciences were expelled from the boy to a medallion which was hidden, but the parents also knew that the boy could simply not live without two new consciences. The risk that the same would happen as with that one man who meant the beginning of the consciences. Two simple consciences of a relative were placed inside the boy."

Light ended his long story.

"Those consciences were the two of us." Dark stood up. "The boy was Ezra."

It was quiet in the room. Probably the rest tried to take in the whole story just like me, which was a big chunk.

"So we all have two of you?" I broke the first silence.

"Yes." Nodded the two consciences at the same time.

"But why do we have never seen ours before." Did Kanan ask as next question. "I had never heard of this myself. Of the whole story. "

"That's because the friends erased all the memories around the events from history, as if they had never existed." Dark explained.

"And we can't show ourselves to our host." Filled Light in.

"Why do you do then?" Sabine noted.

"Actually." Dark turned to his opposite. "Why do we do anyway?"

"Because you never listen." Replied the bright side. Dark nodded and repeated the other. "Because I never listen."

Does he even know what he just have said?

"Hey! Wait!" Now he seems to realize it. Would the two of them always be like that? And man how did Ezra survived those two then.

"Hehe Ezra had a girl as conscience." Zeb laughed. But he is also used to live with Zeb and Chopper.

"Who says it." Laughed Dark. "At least he has still me, the male beefcake. You have two annoying squabble chicks." At which Hera, Sabine and me threw him an angry look. "Hey what?" Zeb had just insulted himself.

"Light is still a man?" Sabine noted.

"Yes, but not as man and muscles as me." Dark winked at her and Sabine raised an eyebrow at the gesture.

"So you're the reason that we are dark or light?" Kanan.

"No, we never said that." Light commented on. "We make sure that you do not fall too much on one side. Each side has unknown dangers, and we protect our person of those." Dark laid off.

"What could be dangerous about the light?" Zeb said.

Dark and Light exchanged a brief look out. "Do we have to tell the whole story again?" Dark said. "Yes Yes. I've heard that, but what else. And the dark, what could be more dangerous then euh just the dark?" Zeb tried again.

Dark and Light again exchanged a quick glance. "No further comment." They said together. We gave them a strange look. I looked up at Kanan. For a Jedi like him, his curiosity should be trigged. What was even more dangerous about the light side that they didn't want to say it and about the darkness, is it even darker than we thought?

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