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Valentina was 14 when the Jedi council removed her from her padawan training and casted her out the Jedi order. She was too passionate they said, too irrational and felt too much to be a Jedi. Her training in the halls of the Jedi order was debated from the very start. With her being a daughter of a powerful politician, half of the council found her acceptance to the academy as a politically driven motive to have the Jedi who's closely tied to politics.  But this decision was waived as she was a child who had a strong pull in the force and as such should be trained into being a Jedi.

After years of being a padawan, her control over the force became stronger however her emotions often became a problem. As a Jedi, attachments were not permitted but Valentina always had a big heart, and she often gave it away. On a mission in the outer rim, she and her Master were tasked on a basic recruitment mission. A youngling was found on a native tribe in the marsh lands. Yee’ra, was her name. Humanoid, about 2 years old with light blue skin and big black eyes. She was a spry little kid with way too much energy for anyone to contain. Valentina found herself absolutely loving this child from the first few moments she spent with her. Her Master went ahead to talk to the youngling’s remaining parent, her father. Curious, Valentina asked Yeera where her mother was. Yee’ra hesitated at first, looking down suddenly fidgeting her feet. Valentina sensed her discomfort at the topic and thought maybe she overstepped her boundaries but Yee’ra gave her a polite shrug. ‘My dad doesn’t want to talk about it, he thinks I’m too young to know.’ Yee’ra said while picking on the lints on her pants. ‘But, people talk- I hear them talk about how sorry they were for me, never understood why until I heard about the roving bandits who came here once-’, Yee’ra stopped and waited for Valentina’s reaction, Valentina listened carefully, ‘- and, and they took my mom. They say they were slave traders, or marauders, I really dont know what those are and-.’ ,Yee’ra started to ramble clearly still processing this information herself. Valentina placed a comforting hand on Yee’ra arm, ‘Well, we aren’t so different after all. I lost my mom too when I was very young’ ‘Did marauders take her too?’ ‘No, but an accident did’ ‘I’m sorry.’ Valentina wrapped an arm around Yee’ra and gave her a smile, ‘Don’t be, training in the Jedi temple helped a lot. Kept my mind off it.’ Valentina playfully flexed her thin arm and made her voice deep,’ Made me strong!’, Yee’ra laughed at her attempt.

Valentina and Yee’ra passed the time showing off force tricks leaving Yee’ra awed by what the Jedi are able to do. Yee’ra did not pass the chance to try and imitate what Valentina did and tried to levitate pebbles lying on the ground. To Valentina’s amusement, she sneakily levitated a pebble making Yee’ra jump and run around in excitement screaming ‘I’m gonna be a Jedi!’. A huge arguement in Yee’ra’s hut interrupted their glee as she hears her father screaming in anger. Not a few moments later, her Master leaves the hut in a quick measured pace, their eyes latched on Yee’ra. They kneeled and looked at Yee’ra intently in the eyes, seemingly reading her- her thoughts? her future? And then then her Master declared, ‘The force is strong in you, youngling. Your only path now is to be trained.’ Confused, Yee’ra looked at the strange Jedi Master and Valentina. ‘ But, my dad-’, Yee’ra asked wondering where her father was. ‘Your dad knows in his heart that this is the right path for you’, the Jedi Master held out their hand. Yee’ra paused. She looked back at Valentina looking for some reassurance, but Valentina herself was confused by what was happening before her. Valentina realizes what was happening and managed to give Yee’ra a small smile, hoping that she was giving Yee’ra the ressurance she needed, trusting that her Master was doing the right thing. But she was not sure what was right anymore. The Jedi Master led Yee’ra and herself into the ship they came with and was quick to take off. Just as they were rising above the tree level, Valentina saw a glimpse of Yee’ra’s father running outside his hut, his face anguished, his shouts silenced by the roaring blast of the ship’s takeoff. He screamed Yee’ra’s name. They were no better than the marauders who took Yee’ra’s mother.  Valentina was unprepared to know this side of the Jedi Order. She knew it happens and she knew that it was for the ultimate good. But she also knew in her heart that it was wrong. She asked her Master and the other Masters for clarity, to convince herself that the Jedi were still the knights who fought for justice. But knowing the truth has already clouded her trust in the order. 

A few months passed, Valentina continued with her training but her Master sensed her doubts. ‘You hold too many misplaced emotions, Valentina. What we did for Yee’ra was intended by the force.’ Her Master placed their hand on Valentina’s shoulder giving it a small squeeze. ‘Yee’ra is now one of the best youngling’s we have so far even though she started at a late age. Her future is bright and she will soon become a padawan like yourself. And who know’s, you might be the Jedi Master who would get to train her.’  Valentina tried to shrug off the thought, how can she face the child she helped kidnap from her family. Anger. Unsure where it came from, but all she could feel was anger. No matter how hard she focused on meditating, it was all she could feel. Until a sharp pang in her stomach hit her like sledgehammer. Dread. Emptiness. All at once. For a split second she felt as if air in her lungs was suddenly vacuumed and familiar voices was screaming in her head. Silence. The voices suddenly stopped. 

News travel fast in the halls of the Jedi Temple and it was not long until Valentina heard the devastating news. Her father, Senator Leon Karvajal, and her brother Guille, was a victim to a accident. Their ship was en route to the Capitol but as it was entering the atmosphere the reentry protocol failed caused by internal malfunction setting the freighter a blaze with no parts to spare. Valentina was quick to rush towards the Masters council, to ask who was behind this? to beg for justice? she does not know but needed to do something. However, she was met only with sorry looks and words of comfort that she doesn’t want or need. They said it was matters beyond them for it was confirmed that it was all a terrible accident. But, Valentina was aware that in the Capitol, assassinations like this was not uncommon. 

Against every Jedi rule and code against family and ties with them, Valentina kept tabs with her family’s affairs all those years. She was aware of her father’s position in the Senate and how much influence he carries. In the past couple of years, a conflict was brewing within the senate, dividing itself and was now at the verge of change. Change to what end, she was unsure, but she was certain that her father and a few more senators were the only one holding the line against a radical change that was about to fall upon the republic. Him being in an accident at the most critical moment in the senate was no coincidence.

Conspiracies floated around the capitol. Bureaucrats, capitalists, private sectors, many pointed at different directions, stories and figures as to who or what really cause the beloved senator’s death but Valentina’s investigation lead her to betrayal she never saw coming. Eva, her own sister, caused her father’s death. A bomb was set-off in the ship causing it to fail the reentry protocol. This was confirmed in the last coms sent from the ship. And the bomb was traced to an assassin hired by her sister. She knew she was always against her fathers decisions, always thought his stubbornness was weak, and her agendas don’t often align with their father’s, but to kill him just to take the senate seat was something she never thought was something her sister could do.

Blinded with searing rage, Valentina cuts down whoever was on her way until she reached her sister’s chambers, finding Eva cowering inside her closet. She brings her hand out and wills the force around Eva’s neck and grips it. Eva’s pleading was cut off as her airway was suddenly held tight. She couldn’t see who was attacking her in the dark apart from the yellow eyes that pierced in the shadows. Until a familiar child’s voice, a familiar anger a familiar sadness, cut through the deafening blood that thumped in her ears.  ‘Why did you do it, Eva?.’ ‘V-Valentina?’ Eva floated, her head hanging in the air like it was on an invisible noose. Her body was frozen and she can now feel her head getting lighter. ‘Was it worth it?, Valentina asked through her tears. Her anger was beating like a drum in her chest. She felt as if the terror that was in her sister’s eyes were giving her a satisfaction she had never felt before. ‘Was the senate worth our father and brother’s life?’ Eva was now close enough to see her sister’s face. Still hooded in shadow, her sister’s face was as young as she could remember. Young, angry, wild. All was the same, but her eyes. It was no longer the eyes she remembered her with. The sparkling sky blue that shines naturally. No, it was now sickly yellow. Yellow that shines in a different way. It was bright like a predator in the dark.  VWOOOM.         

Blue light washed over the room when Valentinas saber stabs through her sisters body. Eva jerked and kicked for a few moments and then slumps. Her lifeless body falls on the floor.

After she avenged the assassination of her family it sparked an inner strength she never knew she had. Powered by vengeance and hate towards the corruption that lies in the senate and the council, her journey to the darkside begins.