Axle spent the previous week collecting bits of scrap to build a Droid, but every time that he thinks that he has it complete it busts. The night before the exam he almost had it. The droids eyes glowed it even looked at him, but then it started smoking and fell apart. Frustrated, Axle took a deep breath, held it, then exhaled. He stood up from his work station that lays at the end of his bed. He walks out the the nearest balcony, and rested on the rail. He looked over the city, then looked up. He pinched the bridge of his nose, fighting the memories of the ship he used to call home. He then returned to his room, He sat on his bed just to take a break, but he suddenly felt his eye lids get heavy, then close.

Axle awoke the next day he did not get a good nights sleep, he had nightmares all throughout the night. So he had let out yawns when they were walking. Before he entered he shook abit trying to wakeup better.

When it was his turn to answer the question he knew exactly what he was going to say,

"Jedi respect life, in all forms.

When I was young I was tormented, one day my tormenter killed my pet, the first thing I cared for, soon after I was given the chance to... End him, I couldn't do it. I was not like him, I will never be like him." He finished he was getting emotional and he didn't want the masters to see him like that.