Chapter 1: The Dream
Jaina set up in her bed breathing heavily clutching the thin sheet to her lithe body. Looking around it took her a few minutes too make sure she was still in her own quarters on her ship "Free Spirit" heading home to visit her family on Courscant.
"The same dream.." she muttered quietly into the darkness of the room glance quickly at the wall crono in her cabin. She had thought this vacation home away from Rogue Squadron would do her some good. But for some reason it seemed to be stirring up old forgotten nightmares. She missed her parents and brother terribly. Her thoughts back too her dream.
"For blastor bolts sake, why now?" she ask knowing there was no one around too answer her.
These dreams hadn't come to her since she was a child. They had stop as soon as she begun her training as a Jedi Knight. Her life had been going relatively will lately she knew there was something coming…she should have senses it.
In the dream:
She can see herself standing in a large audience chamber that reminds her of the Great Hall in the Jedi Academy on Yavin 4, only in this place she feels unwelcome. At one end of the room sits a woman cloaked in black sitting on a stone throne, she has never seen her before and her face is mostly hidden by the hood of her robe she wears. Below the mysterious woman and eye level to Jaina stands her brother Jacen also in black, his lightsabre clipped to his belt. She shoots her brother a confused look, but he only seems to sneer at her as if he knows something she doesn't. What bother Jaina most was the look in her brother's eye…they looked so full of hatred and contempt.
"What have you done to him?" she questions the woman on the throne, glaring daggers at her while trying to keep her anger in check.
The woman does not answer, instead she only rises from her throne, her long ebony robes swishing around her legs . She points a graceful slender finger at Jaina and looks down at Jacen.
"Kill her, my apprentice." her voice hisses in an accent Jaina doesn't know.
As if like a nerf on command, Jacen obeys walking towards his siste rwith an evil gleam in his eyes, he igniting his lightsabre. Jaina backs away from him, not wanting too fight her brother, but if she must…she reaches for her own lightsabre...it's not there…he's starts to get closer
"Why are you doing this?" she screams at the woman on the dais, then she tries to reason with her brother. "Jasa…don't do this, please!" calling him be his nickname she has used since they were children but it is no use. She tries to use the Force to push him back but it's no use she can't something is stopping her.
"It's me Jaina your sis. Why are you doing this??"
"You want to know why, sis?" he finally speaks his voice dripping with sarcasm. "I. Hate. You. You were always mom and dad's favourite.. Jaina can't do anything wrong, she's so perfect. Well that ends now!" he growls at her through clenched teeth. He raised the saber high above his head as Jaina crosses her arms over her face pitifully trying to get out of the way or do something. The blade comes down…she screams…
And the dreams ends. All that is left is fear, which leads to anger and hate and the dark side she recites in her mind. Sighing quietly to herself she thinks "Although, maybe I really should tell Uncle Luke about this when I get home. Maybe he'll know what my dream means."
She throws back the covers of her bunk and gets up too dress and ready herself for the descent too Courscant and her very much needed vacation.
Too be continued….maybe lol
Jaina set up in her bed breathing heavily clutching the thin sheet to her lithe body. Looking around it took her a few minutes too make sure she was still in her own quarters on her ship "Free Spirit" heading home to visit her family on Courscant.
"The same dream.." she muttered quietly into the darkness of the room glance quickly at the wall crono in her cabin. She had thought this vacation home away from Rogue Squadron would do her some good. But for some reason it seemed to be stirring up old forgotten nightmares. She missed her parents and brother terribly. Her thoughts back too her dream.
"For blastor bolts sake, why now?" she ask knowing there was no one around too answer her.
These dreams hadn't come to her since she was a child. They had stop as soon as she begun her training as a Jedi Knight. Her life had been going relatively will lately she knew there was something coming…she should have senses it.
In the dream:
She can see herself standing in a large audience chamber that reminds her of the Great Hall in the Jedi Academy on Yavin 4, only in this place she feels unwelcome. At one end of the room sits a woman cloaked in black sitting on a stone throne, she has never seen her before and her face is mostly hidden by the hood of her robe she wears. Below the mysterious woman and eye level to Jaina stands her brother Jacen also in black, his lightsabre clipped to his belt. She shoots her brother a confused look, but he only seems to sneer at her as if he knows something she doesn't. What bother Jaina most was the look in her brother's eye…they looked so full of hatred and contempt.
"What have you done to him?" she questions the woman on the throne, glaring daggers at her while trying to keep her anger in check.
The woman does not answer, instead she only rises from her throne, her long ebony robes swishing around her legs . She points a graceful slender finger at Jaina and looks down at Jacen.
"Kill her, my apprentice." her voice hisses in an accent Jaina doesn't know.
As if like a nerf on command, Jacen obeys walking towards his siste rwith an evil gleam in his eyes, he igniting his lightsabre. Jaina backs away from him, not wanting too fight her brother, but if she must…she reaches for her own lightsabre...it's not there…he's starts to get closer
"Why are you doing this?" she screams at the woman on the dais, then she tries to reason with her brother. "Jasa…don't do this, please!" calling him be his nickname she has used since they were children but it is no use. She tries to use the Force to push him back but it's no use she can't something is stopping her.
"It's me Jaina your sis. Why are you doing this??"
"You want to know why, sis?" he finally speaks his voice dripping with sarcasm. "I. Hate. You. You were always mom and dad's favourite.. Jaina can't do anything wrong, she's so perfect. Well that ends now!" he growls at her through clenched teeth. He raised the saber high above his head as Jaina crosses her arms over her face pitifully trying to get out of the way or do something. The blade comes down…she screams…
And the dreams ends. All that is left is fear, which leads to anger and hate and the dark side she recites in her mind. Sighing quietly to herself she thinks "Although, maybe I really should tell Uncle Luke about this when I get home. Maybe he'll know what my dream means."
She throws back the covers of her bunk and gets up too dress and ready herself for the descent too Courscant and her very much needed vacation.
Too be continued….maybe lol