A Tale of Sith

"Away!" Sunset almost drops out of her meditation mat after receiving tat vision again: the open gate of the Jedi temple, a pair of yellow Sith eyes, and bodies of Jedi all over the floor as a blue lightsaber strikes them down.

"Master Shimmer?" A Jedi knight knocks on Sunset's room: "Are you ok? The meeting is in 5 minutes!"

"I'm fine," Sunset lied, wiping her head with a towel: "Is Grandmaster Celestia there yet?"

"I don't know," The knight replies: "I'm just here to remind everyone about the meeting."

"Ok, thanks!" Sunset inhales and exhales sharply as the footsteps of the knight stray further away. Sunset puts her boots on and heads to the conference room.

"Sunset! You are early!" Celestia greets her old Padawan: "Have a seat!"

"Master Celestia, there's something I need to ask you about," Sunset frowns, taking a seat next to her master: "I have been receiving...visions, and they are bad news."

"We've talked about this, Sunset," Celestia puts a hand over Sunset's shoulder: "The sentinels are well-trained, and they will never let such a thing happen. Besides, there is a Sith on the run. One Sith cannot destroy the temple, but she can still cast nightmares to mess with your mind."

"I guess so," Sunset messages her eye, now showing veins due to sleep deprivation: "It's just so vivid!"

"Remember, a Sith can cast nightmares so real that even the strongest of Jedi will fall for it," Celestia says: "Have faith in the force, Sunset. No such thing will happen."

"Of course," Sunset continues: "Also..."

"Yes?"

"Nothing," Sunset lies: "Thank you, master."

"Sunset," Celestia raises an eyebrow: "Is there something you are not telling me?"

"Well, I," Sunset takes a second before replying: "I just get this feeling of uneasiness ever since I was elected to be a member of the Council."

"That's normal," Celestia chuckles: "I felt exactly the same when I was first elected into the Council. The amount of responsibility bestowed upon you can be a little overwhelming."

"It's not like that!" Sunset argues back: "It's..."

"Sorry, we are late!" Twilight barges in.

"Darling, you need to relax!" Rarity follows behind.

There it is again! Sunset thought to herself as the master enters the room. The feeling of uneasiness, almost as if something dark had entered the chamber, grows stronger as the masters enter one by one.

"Alright!" Noticing the sweat on Sunset's forehead, Celestia speaks: "Meeting today is about a certain sensitivity matter, Master Shimmer."

"Yes?" Sunset says, appears to be startled.

"Is that about her dream?" Fluttershy asks.

"Well, yes," Sunset says.

"Your visions?" Rainbow asks: "Don't worry! A Sith can't defeat six Jedi!"

"Sunset," Twilight says: "I think you should take a break; you look...tired."

"Look," Sunset stands up: "It's not just that! It's..."

"Feeling something dark lurking around?" Rarity asks: "Darling, you know we all have dark sides; it's just a matter of control. You can do it!"

"Rarity's right; your lack of sleep and the amount of stress you are facing can..."

"No, it's not like that!" Sunset cuts Twilight off: "It's...agh! Never mind!"

"Ok, everyone!" Celestia takes control of the situation before anyone storms out of the room: "More about that later, now, onto the first order of business..."

The meeting proceeds as usual, but Sunset's mind wanders elsewhere. Could it be a Sith Lord? Under the nose of the Council? No, that's crazy! Right? Right.

"Oh, Sunset," Celestia says: "I would like to speak with you after meeting."

"Right!" Sunset replies.

"Master Luna!"

Luna turns around and was greeted by a purple fuss: "My apologies, and you are?"

"It's me! Twilight!" Sister to Shining Armor and Padawan to Master Celestia!"

"Shining Armor's sister?" Luna's eyes widen: "You are Twilight Sparkle? The Youngling?"

"Yes!"

"You have grown so much!" Surprised by this unexpected outside of the Senate Building, Luna struggles to come up with anything to say.

"How's everything going? Grandmaster Celestia has been talking about you a lot ever since you left!"

"Tia, huh?" Luna rolls her eyes: "Tell my sister: I'm doing well. However, I'm here as a Senator on a critical mission and do not have much free time."

"Master Luna..."

"Do not call me that," Luna says with a cold tone: "I'm no longer a Jedi."

"Right!" Stunned by such a display of hostility, Twilight tries to change the topic: "Life must be busy, huh?"

"You don't say," Luna sighs: "I've really got to go, see you later."

"See you, M...Senator Luna!" Twilight says as Luna walks away without looking back.

"Are you suggesting that a Sith Lord hides among our ranking?" Celestia asks, locking the door behind her.

"I don't know," Sunset groans: "Everything just feels so...cloudy."

"The dark side is a path to many abilities, and some are considered unnatural," Celestia says: "A Sith may have mastered the skill of concealing oneself so well that she sneaked away right under our noses."

"But how? That's impossible!" Sunset asks in defeat.

"Keep your mind open, my Padawan," Celestia pours Sunset a cup of coffee: "Everything is possible, and the Order is not perfect."

"I suppose," Sunset takes the cup: "Thank you."

"You are welcome," Celestia looks into the cup: "We must keep our guards up. No matter how powerful, the Order can still make mistakes."

"Yes," Sunset chugs the entire cup down: "I will."

"The only question is, who is the Sith Lord," Celestia tries to search through the force but failed.

"I don't know," Sunset says: "I just felt something was off when the masters all enter."

"Then keep this between us," Celestia says: "I will inform the guards to pay special attention to the restricted areas, and you, in the meantime, will report to me whenever you see something's off."

"Of course, master," Sunset nods: "But I really doubt it's actually a Sith."

"It's a big world, and everything is possible," Celestia looks at the floor, thinking.

"So what should we do if a Sith is disgusting as a Jedi master?" Sunset asks.

"We find her, and we destroy her," Celestia says.