“I made a promise to you once – as you were there for me when I was lost in the darkness, I will be here for you.”
(Spoilers to follow)
After Quinlan Vos returned from his undercover mission, he still maintains a contact with Count Dooku’s forces, playing the triple agent. His goal is unknown to the Jedi: he seeks the identity and the death of “the other Sith”, whom the readers know is Palpatine but no one outside of Count Dooku is aware of this. Vos believes that by killing this other Sith, all his sacrifices and misdeeds will have been worth it, and his obsession with redemption through this killing drives him to the point of irrationality, he digs around for proof of this Sith’s identity by desecrating corpses – a corpse he created himself – and endangering his lover’s life for a chance meeting with an assassin, he refuses to go to his superiors with anything he learns so he can be the one to finish everything, he needs his redemption so badly that even obvious evidence that disproves his conclusions is ignored. He’s desperate.
Another investigation is being performed at the same time. Master Tholme, now quite open about his affections to T’ra Saa, and Aayla Secura, playing the airheaded Twilek more comfortably than ever before, find themselves following leads that loop back to characters from Ostrander’s run on Star Wars even before the Clone Wars era, and eventually to the discovery of the Separatist’s newest plan, which involves resurrecting an extinct warrior race to be trained as assassins. So it’s clone assassins against clone troopers. This is now truly a Clone War. At least for this one battle.
These clones are being grown and trained on Saleucami, where the rest of the book’s action takes place, as everyone converges there. Quinlan Vos is stuck between a rock and a hard place, as he believes Sora Bulq, one of the Jedi corrupted by Dooku, to be the other Sith and the target of all his rage, but to get near him must keep playing his role as a triple agent and providing the Republic’s battle plans to Dooku to stay in his confidences.
Master Tholme himself is hiding beneath the bowels of Separatist facility, sabotaging it in a one-man guerrilla war, occasionally entertaining himself by retreating into a peaceful mindscape, a veritable paradise where he imagines himself in the company of his peers or T’ra Saa. This is more than just an indulgence on his part, because the mindscape serves two other functions: firstly, it shows him sensing Vos’ presence as a dark, violent storm that breaks away the harmony he surrounds himself with, and secondly a similar mindscape becomes an important battlefield later in the book.
Dooku orders Vos to go after Tholme, and this forces the poor Jedi into yet another impossible scenario. Former master and pupil cross blades and words, and just as before when he fought Aayla, Vos makes a good show of it in the fight but fares worse with words. He is left with the choice between killing his master or returning to Dooku without having done so, neither of which he can bring himself to do.
Tholme chooses a third path by falling to his apparent death. It doesn’t stick, though. Tholme has saved the day by feigning death before, so his doing so here again is great payoff for a set-up that at the time seemed to just be a solution to Aayla’s turmoil. The old master gets much love in these pages, from his affair with T’ra Saa and how Jedi can love without the “dark side of love” brought by attachments, like jealousy and resentment, or his visit with Anzat assassins, his meeting with the blind, soup-making master Zao who helps him find balance once again, to his flashback with Sora Bulq and duel with same corrupt Jedi. Mace Windu once warned Quinlan Vos that Vaapad, the lightsabre form he and Bulq developed comes dangerously close to the Dark Side. We see here a raving, cruel, constantly furious Sora Bulq, consumed by the fires within. His was a downfall brought about by Dooku’s manipulations, and throughout the final battles, Dooku is constantly present as a hologram, taunting the heroes and gloating over the victory the Sith are bound to win. It’s a cold comfort that at least he doesn’t live to see it himself.
There are more characters involved in this book than can really be spoken of in the confines of a review. There are Jedi who resent Vos, Jedi who forgive and accept him. There’s Khaleen, who ought to be spoken of more, a thief and a spy, once sent by Dooku to infiltrate Vos’ own network and seduce him, but now a lover in truth, a woman filled with doubts but never once straying from his side, never once wavering in her feelings for him. There’s Oppo Rancisis, leader of the Republic forces, a Jedi master with four arms, a snake tail for a lower body, a hair-covered face and battle plans so secret he shares them with no one until it’s time to execute them. Sagoro, the prisoner Quinlan Vos helped to freedom, now a captain in the Republic fleet. Dex, the fat alien from Attack of the Clones who runs a diner. So many, and they all feel like old comrades by now. There are deaths, and they are mourned.
In the final battle, entering his own mindscape, Quinlan Vos confronts his Dark Side personified, a Jungian shadow, really. Not an enemy he can win against. But he is not alone. The connections he has formed in the past come to his rescue, as Aayla Secura joins him in that mindscape, fulfilling the promise to be there for him as he had been for her, a fountain of light, and Quinlan Vos embraces that light. He embraces the darkness that was in him as well, without letting it consume him, just as in a previous story Aayla had accepted her femininity and Twilek heritage without compromising her identity as a Jedi, the two once again mirroring one another. In the end the connections he formed prove strong enough to redeem him, and with that redemption victory on Salecumi is achieved for the Republic at last. After all the fighting, Aayla puts it in words best:
“So this is what victory feels like. After all this time – all this blood – so… hollow.”
She’s righter than she can know. Would that this were the end. So much has been resolved, villains created for the comics defeated, bases touched with characters from the past almost like an honour lap around the cast built up across the comic’s run, the internal conflict resolved and a happier future awaiting Vos and Khaleen and their child to be, as he chooses his attachment to her over being a Jedi and announces he will leave the order after the war. Would that this were the end. But we all know it isn’t. We all know these Jedi, these comrades and friends we’ve come to know and love, are all doomed, that all their victories will amount to nothing as the Sith have their revenge. But we live while we can, right?
With Ostrander & Duursema on top form and telling the story in this book from beginning to end, this is easily the best part of the Clone Wars comic run I’ve read. By some strange alchemy everything just comes together perfectly. I haven’t really been much of a Star Wars fan since the prequel trilogy was in theatres, and I was a child then, but reading these books it has had an impact on me. I took Star Wars seriously because the book took Star Wars seriously. This is a feat. Volume 8 is the culmination of so much, it justifies so much, that it’s impossible for me to be moved by it. And to dread the final volume…