A lone man stood in the ruins of the jedi temple. Standing in the ruins of what was once his home he trembled in rage and agony. Memories flooded back to him, memories of his master, and they drowned him in sorrow and pain. The ashes of dead padawans and masters alike blew in the wind around him. The stone halls that had once been a place of refuge for him were now like a prison of misery. He fell to his knees and put head in his hands. "I am sorry my love I have failed you." he sobbed tears falling and mixing with the ash and dirt on the broken stone floor. Slowly he stands and wipes his tears away, with clenched fists he mutters "I will avenge you." and turns to then he is silent.