Disclaimer: They're not mine with the exception of Allysia Kai and Elena Solo. The rest of them belong to George Lucas and I'm only borrowing them for a while.
Allysia Kai lay on the floor, motionless. She was too weak to move. As tears rolled down her cheeks, she remembered what happened to bring her here.
She'd been in the Healer's wing of the Jedi Temple, working when a sickly sweet cloth had been clamped over her mouth and nose. After that, she remembered nothing until she woke up here on Telos IV. When her vision finally cleared, she saw her captor, the Dark Jedi Xanatos. What he did to her soon after was too shameful for her to think about, especially as he took her over and over again.
Now she was lying on the floor, her body battered, her spirit beaten, and she was pretty sure it was broken as well. Hot tears rolled down her cheeks as she curled up in a tiny ball and passed out.
Qui-Gon Jinn kept his lightsaber on his former apprentice, ready to apprehend him. Xanatos was standing over a pool of acid. "You don't want to do this," he said.
The Dark Jedi sneered at him. "But I do," he insisted. "I am your biggest failure. Live with that. And live with this." With that, he jumped into the pool of acid, dying almost instantly.
Qui-Gon lost track of how long he stood there over the pool of acid. Xanatos was gone and there was nothing he could do about it. After what seemed like an eternity, he made his way back to his apprentice who was still in the cage.
"Master, are you all right?" Obi-Wan asked. Qui-Gon could only shake his head. Suddenly, the young boy stiffened. "Master, there's someone else here."
"Yes, the Padawan Healer Xanatos took out of the Temple." Qui-Gon sighed. "We need to find her."
Qui-Gon and his apprentice hurried to another corridor where they found the Padawan healer lying on the floor, unconscious. Her leggings were gone and her tunics were torn to shreds. The Jedi Master removed his robe and moved to wrap the girl in it when she stirred. Her eyes opened and widened with terror, and she began to struggle to get away. Her name, Qui-Gon knew, was Allysia.
"Allysia, it's all right," he insisted as he reached down to wrap her in his cloak. It was then that he saw the blood spattered on her legs and the dried pool of blood on the floor. Bile threatened to rise to his throat as he realized what his former apprentice had probably done to her. Finally, he reached out to her, using the Force to put her to sleep. Once he was sure she was in a deep enough slumber, he wrapped her in his cloak and lifted her in his arms. Master and apprentice took the healer to the skiff that waited for them.
At Qui-Gon's request, Tahl checked on the young Padawan healer. According to her apprentice, Bant, the girl looked like a toy Shaak that had lost all its stuffing. She still hadn't woken up from Qui-Gon's sleep suggestion, but for the moment, there was no cause for alarm. The soul healers were keeping a close eye on her. Even though she was blind, Tahl could feel the lifelessness in the girl.
"Master, if you need to report to the Council, I can stay with her," Bant said. Tahl nodded and used the Force to navigate her way out of the cubicle to the waiting area where she knew Qui-Gon was waiting for her.
"She's still sleeping. That was one strong sleep suggestion you gave her, Qui-Gon."
"She was combative, which was understandable considering what she'd been through. What was I supposed to do? I didn't want her hurting me, Obi-Wan, or more importantly herself." Qui-Gon shook his head. "Do you think she'll be okay?"
"If it's as bad as you sense it is, it will be a long while before she's okay," Tahl said, shaking her head. "Xanatos must have done a number on her before he jumped into the pool of acid."
Qui-Gon nodded, still grieving his fallen apprentice, yet angry at how he'd violated this innocent girl. "If he wasn't already dead, I probably would've killed him myself if I'd known about her."
Tahl reached out to the man she loved. "No, please don't say things like that, Qui-Gon. She's alive and she'll heal, but if you had known what he did to her and followed your thoughts to conclusion, you would've crossed over to the darkside. And I know that's not what she would've wanted."
He let the blind Knight pull him into her arms and just held on, needing comfort, for himself and for the healer.
Allysia was swimming laboriously to consciousness. She struggled to open her eyes; they felt like there were star cruisers landed on top of them. After a few moments, she was finally able to pry them open and was relieved to find herself back in the Jedi Temple. At first she was alarmed to find that she wasn't in her own apartment in the Healer's wing, but rather in an examination cubicle where she normally worked. She also saw a Mon Calamarian female at her bedside that she didn't recognize.
"I'll go let my master and Master Jinn know that you're awake, and they can find your master," the amphibious female said and left the room. Allysia nodded, unable to speak for the moment. She heard soft footfalls fading and knew instinctively that her own master was going to be informed and that's when she began to panic. She didn't want her master to know. It was too humiliating. She slammed her eyes closed, wishing for sleep to return and blot everything out.