Sarela looked at her son, "I saw what your father had become, I didn't even know him any more. I couldn't let that happen to you. But I couldn't take you with me either, because your father has been trying to kill me for 18 years and I have had to live in the abandoned planets in the outer rim, with berely enough food. I gave you everything I had. I gave you my life, when I hid you to protect you I lost everything. I gave you my parents, until your father destroyed them. And now it has been for nothing, because he found you anyway. Please believe me Ben, I love you, your father only wants to use you. I love you." "Enough, she lies, Darth Saaron. Let us finish her," Darth Kelion drew his duel red lightsabers and raised them above her head. Sarela looked at Ben, a tear rolled down her cheek.
"To become who you were born to be, you must first figure out who you are."