TimeFrame: 40 ABY
Warning/notes: Sad story (as indicated by the title.) Sort of alternate universe, as this said character doesn't die on Ben's birthday in EU canon... I just thought it'd be interesting.
She Died on my birthday.
It wasn't supposed to be that way.
She wasn't supposed to go after Jacen.
She wasn't supposed to leave me behind.
Not on my birthday.
Not on the day we had both promised for each other.
I tried to follow her.
But I wasn't in time.
I was too late.
Too late for my birthday.
Too late for my mother.
Now she's dead.
Her body lies before me.
She has not joined the force.
She has left me.
And all I can feel is emptiness.
Emptiness where a warmth once reside.
And her last words were my name.
Though that doesn't make it any more comforting.
I stare at her body for a few moments, surprisingly peaceful and accepting for its emptiness.
Suddenly, a hand clamps down gently upon my shoulder.
It is my cousin.
My master.
And I cry into his arms.
"We'll find who did this, Ben." He promises.
I'm too weak to say anything, so I simply nod my acceptance.
Together, we lift the body up with the force.
The sun sets peacefully behind us as we walk, yet there is no peace to feel.
The reassuring hand of my cousin still rests upon my shoulder, yet there is no reassurance.
All I can feel is vengeance.
Hatred.
Anger.
And shame.
For my 14th birthday, I killed a little girl.
For my 15th, I killed my mother.