A bright wave of yellow light swung down. Now there were two bright spinning circle of red. No yellow. No, red and yellow. There was no where to turn to. All his live, Bernik wanted a life that was exciting, he wanted to be a hero. He thought about his mother who died many years ago in a crash. He thought about Raen, his sister. Then his dad. Suddenly hate weld up inside of him. A sound of metal clashing together woke him from his thoughts. A blur of red flew at his head and he instinctively ducked. The hilt of a lightsaber hit him hard on his back. He knew he couldn't win although he was a trained Mandalorian. Next thing he knew, he was thrown into the air. Pain rippled through his leg. When he landed, his leg, or what was his leg, bent in half with blood spraying everywhere.