Terra had hoped to fall into a peaceful sleep as she always had in the academy, but her hopes were shattered thanks to the thoughts that long plagued her mind, the fact that lives were at stake, which she felt was because of her presence. Her presence only instituted the even that was to occur. She stirred a bit in her sleep, shifting to lay on her side. She hadn't realized how tired she was, she was lost in her thoughts and hadn't even stirred when Val-El entered.<br/><br/>In her dreams:<br/><em>The Knight Errant shuddered and groaned in protest as it was attacked. Terra awoke with a start, running out of her cabin to the cockpit. She saw no one, her Master wasn't present, and neither were any droids. This caused her to feel panic, her heart racing as she eased into the pilots seat, placing on the headphones as she tapped the mic. "This is the Knight Errant, I need assistance," she insisted, yet the fizzy response of interference was heard. "Damn," she cursed.<br/><br/>Terra tried steering the protesting ship, which was gradually loosing altitude as the gravity of an unidentified planet was drawing in the ship. 'Brace for impact...' she thought before she moved out of the cockpit, prepared to exit until she felt someone strike the back of her head. She fell, struggling to stand as she felt someone clutch her hair, forcefully yanking her head back. The dark cloaked figure had a deep red lightsaber, which hummed as the deep voice of the cloak figured spoke. <br/><br/>"My my, dear, you are the weapons master the Jedi Order has to offer?" he chuckled before shaking his head. "Pitiful."</em><br/><br/>She awoke with a start, snapping her eyes open as she sat upright, clutching the sheet to her bare chest as she breathed shallowly. 'It was just a dream...'