Author's Note: Greetings from a Galaxy Far, Far, Away. This is my character's story in the Star Wars universe. Star Wars is owned by Disney and LucasArts. I claim no rights to the characters of Star Wars and simply wrote this for fun. Fun illustrated images will be showing up on Deviant Art under Diana Hart Voices. Feel free to check it out when they come out. Thanks for reading. (Some words are in Mando'a, the Mandalorian Language, there is a translator available on google.)

Chapter 2

Several more days passed, and little progress happened with Meric and his target. She still tried to get to know him, and shared a lot about herself, but he refused to tell anything about himself. All she knew was his name, he was a Mandalorian, and he was there for her bounty.

Meric was sitting on the original perch that he had set up to take the shot when he first tracked her down. That ledge became his temporary camp until he completed the contract.

"You spend a lot of time up here." Her voice interrupted his thoughts again.

His head turned to look at her. "It's a good vantage."

She nodded, resting her head on her arms. "Also hard to spot or reach. I'm only able to really get up here by climbing. I could Force Jump if I wanted to, but its not really necessary."

She could tell he was not really understanding her. She did a lot of weird stuff, but it was how she survived for several years on Voss. Using the Force used energy that needed to be conserved for other important things. Her recent use of the ability had been the most she had used it since she went into exile.

"Why Voss?"

The sudden question caught her off guard. She looked into the visor of his helmet, but he didn't repeat himself. He just waited for her to answer. She smiled a hint before answering.

"When I went into exile," she started. "I had heard of Voss, but never got a chance to see it. I also wanted to continue my learning of the Force. The Mystics of Voss use the Force differently from Jedi or Sith. So, I wanted to learn."

He continued to listen, not interrupting as she talked. He wasn't really trying any tricks to meet his contract. Anything he tried wouldn't work. He needed to be more savvy on his attacks to out think her. She wasn't leaving him alone, and he got use to her talking to him.

"After I got here," she continued. "I had to take some time to simply hide. Once I knew I was safer. I went and trained with the mystics. Once I was done learning, I didn't have anywhere else to go. So, I stayed here to do my own training and meditation. The Nightmare Lands being so close allows for me to test myself. Those lands radiate the Dark Side of the Force in a way that tends for those who enter to go crazy. I've trained myself to resist the power for a period of time."

"You've never used your Force abilities against me." He stated.

She glanced up at him. "I can't."

He was silent for a moment. He didn't fully understand her. Though he had taken out several Force Users, he never studied it or tried to understand it. So, her answer confused him more.

"Through out the galaxy," she explained. "There are creatures that create a Force neutral bubble. We sometimes call them Force Resistant. I've never met a person who had that ability. You are the first."

His helmet tilted. "First person?"

She shrugged. "Most Force Resistant creatures are, well, creatures. Animals."

He leaned over and rested his elbow on his knee. "So, I'm a first."

"For me at least."

His holocom began beeping, and he lifted it to answer. An image of another Mandalorian showed up.

"Meric," he greeted. "You're on Voss right?"

"Yes."

The other Mandalorian rested his hands on his hips. "Great! A few people from the clan are here with me to hunt a big Vorantikus. We wanted to see if you would like to join us?"

Meric was silent. "I'm on a contract."

"Oh," he responded. "Is this one where you have to keep a close eye on otherwise they get away?"

He didn't know how to respond to that.

"Go on." Her whisper caught his attention. "I'm not planning on going anywhere. Join your friends."

He thought for a moment. "Alright, I'll meet you at Voss-ka."

"Perfect!"

The holocom ended. He put his communicator away and stood up. He needed to leave right then to make it. He looked down at her and waited for her to say something. But she seemed to be happy just to see him join is friends.

"If you are gone..." He began to explain.

"You'll hunt me down and kill me. I know." She finished his thoughts. "But it would be funny to see you try though."

His fist tightened, but he didn't correct her. Jumping down from the ledge, he made his trek back to the capital city of Voss. It would be a while before he would see his target again. He was trusting her word that she would still be there.

One day passed since Meric had left to join his the other Mandalorians in the hunt. Trisk had taken the time to go to Voss-ka to get some more supplies. She was able to trade some things she found around the camp, and she often would hunt for skins and meat to help herself as well. If anything, the things she got while she wondered would take care for her.

"You were the one the Mandalorian was seeking, yes?" The merchant asked her as she packed the goods she purchased.

"Yes, that is true." She answered.

The Voss man nodded. "He returned yesterday and joined some others."

"Yes," she confirmed. "He went to join their hunt for Vorantikus."

The merchant looked out towards the forest. "Vorantikus creatures are in the deep parts of the Nightmare Lands."

Trisk dropped her bag. "They're in the Nightmare Lands?"

The merchant only had time to nod once before she began running towards the camp. She didn't stop running. She even used some Force Ability to run even faster. She needed to help them. The fear of something happening to them plagued her mind. She didn't know what that land would do to them.

Trisk made it back to her camp and grabbed her sabers. She might need them. The droid that was with her jumped up and crawled over to her on spider-like legs. He let out a few quiet beeps.

"No, you can't come with me Pip." She said in haste. "I need to go into the Nightmare Lands and see if I can find Meric and his friends."

Pip let out a small shriek.

"Don't say that!" She responded then set down her hand to let him climb on it. "I know you don't like him. But that doesn't mean we let him die either."

The droid let out a whistle of understanding. With her bringing him up closer to her face, he jumped over and bumped her cheek in affection. He landed on the ground and scuttled back to the tent. Sitting down, Pip showed that he would wait for her.

"I'll be back in a while." She stated to him. "Hopefully."

Without waiting any longer, she ran into the forest, and began her search for the hunting party. She saw many creatures around. Large, and, for a lack of a better word, nightmare-ish. Her eyes scanned the areas she was passing. No signs of the Mandalorians.

Voss was a relatively peaceful place. As long as you avoided the Gormak or the predators, you would be fine. But the Nightmare Lands were filled with dangers beyond the creatures that lived in it. She hoped that they were okay. She hoped that they had already left. She hoped for anything other than the worst.

Blaster fire. The sound caused Trisk to stop in her tracks. It came from her right, so she began to follow that sound. Several more blasts helped her find her way towards them. The sound grew louder and louder as she grew closer. Finally, she saw the party. Two Mandalorians were on the ground holding a leg in pain. Meric had a blaster in his hand, while three more Mandalorians targeted him.

Trisk grabbed her sabers and ran in front of Meric. Activating the blades she slid to a halt right as his friends fired. Using her sabers, she deflected each shot from their target.

"Trisk?" Meric's voice called behind her.

She kept an eye on the other Mandalorians. "I came as soon as I found you were in the Nightmare Lands."

"Dark Side?"

She nodded. "The Force is effecting your friends. We need to get you and them out of here. I think your Resistance is protecting you from the area."

"You?"

"I can resist long enough." She answered.

He didn't say anything further. The prepared themselves to fight the others who were effected by the forest. Trisk went on the defensive and guarded Meric as he fired blasts that wounded the attackers. Once they were all incapacitated, Meric and Trisk let out a breath of relief. They needed to get out of there, and they needed to take five additional Mandalorians with them.

The forest's power was also starting to effect Trisk. Quiet voices whispered to her, she tried her best to ignore them. She simply focused on getting out of the area. She was hesitant to use her Force ability, she was already fairly weak from using it before, and the weaker she got, the more likely the Nightmare Lands would take hold of her mind.

She pushed the fear out of her mind though, and turned to Meric. He already had one Mando over his shoulder, and was working on propping one up so he could be a crutch to him. Trisk lifted her hand and focused on the other three. She felt a ripple of power flow through her as the three began to float. With that, she and Meric began the walk back to safety.

The trek was slow, and as more time passed, the voices became louder in her head. Multiple times she felt her hand on the hilt of one of her sabers, and she forced herself to pull her hand away. On occasion, Meric's head would turn towards her. She couldn't see his expression, but she could tell he was keeping an eye on her. Just in case she attacked.

She had never spent this long in the corrupted area. It was truly testing her abilities. Even when she was with the Jedi, she was never the strongest with the Force, but she willingly push herself to get stronger. She was lucky she was skilled enough to survive Order Sixty-Six.

The voices began to fade, and she was exhausted. They finally made it out of the forest. Taking the extra time, they made sure that they were at a safe distance before tending to the Mandalorians. Meric used some Kolto to help their wounds heal faster.

A small thump caused Meric to look away from his friends. His target had fallen to the ground, unconscious. "Trisk?"

He walked over and felt for a pulse. She was still alive, but that battle and her time in the Lands had taken its toll. Some moans caused him to look back at the hunting team he was with. One of them was regaining consciousness.

"Me'bana?" He asked. "Meric?"

The bounty hunter indicated towards the forest with his head. "Land's corrupted. It effected you and their minds."

"Thanks for not killing us."

Meric responded. "Gar shuk meh kyrayc."

"A rest sounds good." He responded. "Who's she? You're target?"

Meric nodded. "If she didn't come, Rix, I don't think we would have made it out of there."

The Mandalorian, Rix, brought his hand to the chin of his helmet. "Well, I think you should take advantage of this situation and take her to your ship. You can finally finish this contract."

Meric was silent.

"We'll be fine." Rix stated. "You go ahead. I'll be sure to get us back to our ship."

Meric nodded once more and placed his arms under Trisk's knees and back. He lifted her, and she fell limp against him. He began walking, but not to his ship. He was walking her back to camp.

Once he made it there, he walked to her small tent and placed her on the makeshift bed she set up. Her droid jumped up and ran towards him, trying to fight him off, but he just lifted is arm, allowing the spider legs to grab around his gauntlet.

"Don't make me dismantle you." He stated. "She's just resting."

He didn't trust her not to do anything while he slept. So, as a safety precaution, he took a small tracker and hid it on the back of her broach. Standing up, the droid jumped off him and stayed next to Trisk while he went back up to his perch. He too was exhausted, and needed the rest. Leaning against the rock behind him, he slumped and allowed his eyes to close so he could sleep.