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(AN: Go play the "Jedi Starfighter" game. It rocks. It also tells us where Siri was during Ep.2. Spoilers for that game in my story. Yeah! I own nothing from Star Wars. By, the way, to my knowledge Ferus and Bant aren't dead. They are in my story.)
I awake.
At first the feeling of being in hyperspace twists my stomach, but soon fades away.
My eyes wander across the lines of stars around my ship. I sometimes watch the stars. No one knows it, but I do. The blue, fiery gentle radiance glows with such brilliance. It's truly quite amazing. Those blazing eternities that dance across the night sky cause me to think about my life. As I do now.
My Jedi starfighter is still heated from battle. I have to admit, Captain Toth put up quite a good fight. Unfortunately for him, he has never tangled with Siri Tachi and Adi Gallia. It felt good to work with my old Master again. I haven't seen her for years, having been away from the Temple for so long.
Then it hits me again. The pain of my Padawan's death. The pain is renewed every time I think of him. I remember when he died so vividly. It was the blaster bolt that I couldn't block. He died because I was too slow. Ferus Olin was like a son to me. Not that it matters anymore.
I stare again at the stars that I so loved and hated at the same time. They were so beautiful, and yet they caused me so much pain. Sithspawn! If I ever get my hands on those pirates...but it doesn't matter. We are in a war and there is no room for revenge. There is no room for my emotions. Blast! I knew my thoughts would turn to this eventually. Every time I look upon those cursed stars, I think of this. No matter where I go, I know I can't escape it. Why did this happen to me? This would have never happened if Bant hadn't of died. She was a good Jedi. But she died. Obi-Wan was in grief for a long time. But somehow (the reason still escapes me) we were drawn closer together. He was my best friend for years. Blast it all! Why did he have to be so...oh, I don't know. I don't know what it is about him that caused...this. When we get back to the Temple, I don't know what to do. They say that when you are apart, it makes the heart grow fonder. Sithspit! Why do they always have to be bloody right? Why did this have to happen? I suffer because of this. Because I can't have him. This. I love him. It is so simple and yet so complex. I love Obi-Wan. Every time I say it, there is so much emotion. Longing. Affection. Hurt. I hurt so badly because I cannot love him. It is forbidden. Why did this happen to me? All, I know is that I love him. The stars shine on. So does my love.
(AN: Go play the "Jedi Starfighter" game. It rocks. It also tells us where Siri was during Ep.2. Spoilers for that game in my story. Yeah! I own nothing from Star Wars. By, the way, to my knowledge Ferus and Bant aren't dead. They are in my story.)
I awake.
At first the feeling of being in hyperspace twists my stomach, but soon fades away.
My eyes wander across the lines of stars around my ship. I sometimes watch the stars. No one knows it, but I do. The blue, fiery gentle radiance glows with such brilliance. It's truly quite amazing. Those blazing eternities that dance across the night sky cause me to think about my life. As I do now.
My Jedi starfighter is still heated from battle. I have to admit, Captain Toth put up quite a good fight. Unfortunately for him, he has never tangled with Siri Tachi and Adi Gallia. It felt good to work with my old Master again. I haven't seen her for years, having been away from the Temple for so long.
Then it hits me again. The pain of my Padawan's death. The pain is renewed every time I think of him. I remember when he died so vividly. It was the blaster bolt that I couldn't block. He died because I was too slow. Ferus Olin was like a son to me. Not that it matters anymore.
I stare again at the stars that I so loved and hated at the same time. They were so beautiful, and yet they caused me so much pain. Sithspawn! If I ever get my hands on those pirates...but it doesn't matter. We are in a war and there is no room for revenge. There is no room for my emotions. Blast! I knew my thoughts would turn to this eventually. Every time I look upon those cursed stars, I think of this. No matter where I go, I know I can't escape it. Why did this happen to me? This would have never happened if Bant hadn't of died. She was a good Jedi. But she died. Obi-Wan was in grief for a long time. But somehow (the reason still escapes me) we were drawn closer together. He was my best friend for years. Blast it all! Why did he have to be so...oh, I don't know. I don't know what it is about him that caused...this. When we get back to the Temple, I don't know what to do. They say that when you are apart, it makes the heart grow fonder. Sithspit! Why do they always have to be bloody right? Why did this have to happen? I suffer because of this. Because I can't have him. This. I love him. It is so simple and yet so complex. I love Obi-Wan. Every time I say it, there is so much emotion. Longing. Affection. Hurt. I hurt so badly because I cannot love him. It is forbidden. Why did this happen to me? All, I know is that I love him. The stars shine on. So does my love.