1 Making the Masters question their own Code!

"Where the hell am I!?" Morrigan starts to freak out and looks down at herself and sees she is wearing Mandalorian armor made of pure Beskar. She gets a major headache when an entire two decades' worth of knowledge is crammed into her head.

'Okay, it's the start of the clone wars... Welp, I know where I'm going...' Morrigan gets back on her ship and plots a course toward Todaria.

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'So I'm Anakin's second girlfriend... And Padme is totally cool with it... Though me and Padme are on speaking terms she hates my culture and doesn't like it when I show up armed to the teeth' Morrigan grimaces behind her helmet.

She lands her X-100A Phantom Class Starship right in front of Yoda and his clones.

"Been a while hasn't it Yoda?" Morrigan walks down the runway.

"Too long it has been young Vizla... Your father is doing well yes?" Yoda smiles kindly at Morrigan.

'Hold the fuck up... Why isn't Yoda being all cryptic and shit like he usually is... Sure he has the same voice and all that but he isn't speaking like the Yoda I'm familiar with...' Morrigan tilts her head.

" My Father is doing... Well... I suppose..." Morrigan sighs since Pre Vizla is going to start a rebellion pretty soon.

"I sense conflict in you. I have good ears if you are willing to talk" Yoda wiggles his ears for emphasis.

"Well... My father Pre Vizla is the Leader of Deathwatch and that alone is bad enough... But I know sooner or later he will take the fight to Satine..." Morrigan who is not really the Morrigan Vizla of this world has no problem throwing Pre Vizla under the bus.

"Grave news this is..." Yoda sighs.

'Oh, now he speaks like he usually does... Make up your mind you old midget!' Morrigan sighs as well.

Morrigan ignites the DarkSaber and starts to display great mastery in Juyo as she cuts down dozens of droids and tanks.

"What, Over already?" Morrigan chuckles darkly.

"You are force sensitive..." Yoda walks up to her.

"Yes... But I was too old to be accepted as a Jedi... I found a Sith Holocron that taught me everything I know about Lightsaber Combat and a few other Techniques... No doubt you have sensed that I am touched by the Dark Side... But no need to worry... I'm a Mandalorian first and whatever counts as a dark side force user second..." Morrigan takes her helmet off showing her sickly yellow eyes.

"...Talk later we will about you keeping such secrets from the Jedi..." Yoda shakes his head mournfully.

'Hypocritical little shit! the Dark Side isn't something pure evil!' Morrigan snorts.

/// weeks later in the Jedi Council's chambers.

"She has a midichlorian count of 26000 just below Anakin's... She is a Sith!" Mace Windu glares at Morrigan.

"Fuck you too you hypocrite!" Morrigan snarls.

Anakin bursts into the council chamber with Obi-Wan...

"She isn't a Sith! She's a good person! I've known her for over a decade!" Anakin rushed to Corsucant the moment he heard the news.

"Annie! Stay out of this! Don't let your emotions cloud your judgment!" Padme implores Anakin.

"... So what's it going to be?" Morrigan narrows her eyes with her hand already on the DarkSaber's hilt ready to dance the dance of death.

'They have no idea how easily I could kill them! Only Yoda would be a true threat... The others are too weak! Mace Windu... Would also be a threat but would ultimately die by my hands!' Morrigan sees the Jedi Masters put their hands on the hilt of their lightsabers all except Yoda.

Yoda saw into the future briefly and saw how easily Morrigan cut down so many masters and how Mace Windu put up a fight but died and how he too lost the fight losing both legs.

"Stand down!" Yoda gasps after the vision and told them to stand down.

"Good choice... Now why don't you all focus on the real Sith threat? I'm not a Sith but more like a Dark Jedi... I don't follow either code... I fight for myself alone... There is no other reason to fight... If you fight for your code then you will only ever be able to save your code! That's all... You won't be able to help anyone, Salvation at the hands of another is never true... such salvation is like currency. When used it passes on to another...

It's indeed true that your code could save others but in doing so you must give up all hope of saving yourself... You shall cling to a code not your own that was created by someone else! And you will pursue your code until it destroys you in the very end. And that is why that code you hold so dear is meaningless... Nothing ever comes of helping others... Because in the end, you can save neither others nor yourself... Your life and your code are nothing more than an illusion..." Morrigan's speech was spoken in a solemn tone with much sadness in it.

Morrigan sets a course for Mandalor and sighs.

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"She's not wrong to think that way..." Mace Windu pauses with widened eyes... He never thought he would agree so readily with some girl barely in her 20s.

All the Master Jedi in attendance meditate on her speech and come to the same conclusion... That... Morrigan Vizla is correct... And it broke the fabled Jedi's calm... Making them panic. They felt like they were living a lie made by a man from thousands of years ago and it made them panic in their seats.