I was crouched low, blaster in hand, and behind a wall. I could hear the faint noises in the next room. My bangs brushed against my face, and that's when it happened. I felt the entire floor shake; I knew then that my position was compromised. I got up to sprint, but it was too late.
The wall that was behind me burst into tiny pieces of shrapnel that tore through my back and right side. I remember someone speaking faintly, but not of what they said.
The next thing I knew I was in a metallic walled room, in a bed. I could not move my body at all, except for my left arm. I moved it towards my right side. I felt rows and rows of bandages, I winced at the slight touch, and then I passed out.
I finally was well enough to start walking; the only place I was able to walk was my room though. I couldn't raise my arms above my head, so aides were assigned to me to help me get dressed. Not that I needed to, considering my entire body was bandaged up.
I hated every moment that someone had to help me. I was so used to doing everything on my own that now people are helping me with the simplest of tasks, like brushing my hair. I hated when the aides came, I just want to be by myself and wallow in self-pity. I want to go on solo missions again, that's when it was simple.
I hate not being able to do anything, and I certainly don't like meaningless chatter with the aides. There's no point to these conversations, I like it when the doctor comes in, cause he's straight to the point and direct. He doesn't ramble like the other people.
Months have passed since my accident, and finally I was able to do almost everything, except fight. I just didn't have full range of motion back yet. But I was hopeful that soon I would be able to get back into battle. That's where I find true peace.
The doctor walks in, while I'm brushing my long light brown hair away from my face. I automatically stop, and pay full attention to him.
"Miss Naiya Tavik?" I nod frantically, "You are being moved to Coruscant tonight, by transportation of the Endar Spire. You are to meet with Republic officers at the front of this building in 10 minutes. Remember to work on achieving full range of upper body motion." And with that he walked out.
I was still staring at the spot where he stood, not believing a word he just said. But this was my chance to leave and I took it. I quickly put a brush and a spare set of clothes in a bag, and started to make my way downstairs. I stuck to the shadows to avoid needless conversations.
I saw them. I saw one Republic Officer talking to a hooded person. The hooded person turned towards where I was standing and motioned for me to come along. I was watching that person warily as I walked over to them. "I assume you are the one we seek." The person stated, the voice sounded like a woman's, but I can't be sure.
"I suppose I am, so let's go," I replied.
The hooded figure nodded, and the officer began leading us down towards the ship. I just kept pace with them, plastering a smile on my face because I have finally gotten away from this boring place. Thinking the ship would be more interesting than this.