Twelve Angry Jedi/Prologue

Her eyes darted nervously around the council chamber. She looked from one face to the next to the next, looking for any show of emotion, any sign that they believed her story. She saw none. Tilite Daun was scared, and the twelve Jedi Masters around her knew it.

"Padawan Daun, do you have anything else you wish to add?" asked Master Windu.

"No, master."

"Nothing?"

"No, master."

The Korrunai looked deep into her eyes for a moment. She held his gaze briefly, but had to drop her stare.

"Then you may return to your activities, under supervision", came the reply. Two Jedi escorted her out of the chambers. When she was out of earshot, Master Even Piell spoke up.

"What do you think of her story, Master Windu? Do you think she is telling the truth?"

"At this juncture, I'm not sure if I know what to think. Her story is quite... fanciful. But still, stranger things have happened."

"Perhaps, a new Dark side threat, this is. Under the control of another, in her sleep, she may be." The comment came from Master Yaddle. She was known for her insight into situations like this.

"I agree. We must not rule out that possibility", concurred Ki-Adi Mundi.

Oppo Rancisis stroked his beard thoughtfully for a moment before adding to the conversation. "We must be careful that her story does not distract us. Dark-siders are known for their trickery. This could be a ploy."

"Sense darkness in her, I did not. Deception, I did not", replied Master Yaddle. "Master Tiin, read her, could you?"

The Iktotchi master stroked his cranial horn. "Due to the fact that Iktotchkon is in red shift, I was unable to get more than a fuzzy picture of what seemed to be fear. Be it fear of us discovering her deceit or fear of what controls her, I don't think it's of much use."

"Are there any other thoughts before we cast our votes?" asked Master Windu. Ten heads shook. "Master Yoda?"

"Clouded, the future is, if find her guilty we do. If find her innocent, take control of her, this darkness could. On another path, redeemed, she is."

There was a moment of silence as the twelve masters considered this. Master Windu then called for votes, and one by one, hands slipped up.

Meanwhile, in the cafeteria
Tilite entered the Temple's cafeteria with her head hung. Many other Padawans crowded around her, offering their support and asking her what happened. She told what happened in the trial.

"They mostly just sat there and listened. Master Windu did most of the talking. They listened to my story, about how I fall asleep in my quarters and wake up somewhere else, only to find that I had done something horrible, and then told me I was dismissed."

"And that's it?" asked a Togruta youngling.

"Yes, that's it. Not much else went on."