Hey I'm back! This will be a short chapter because I'm busy and got grounded. HAHAHAHAHH…. Here ya go…
Edit: 7-7-18
The Loth-wolf changes are being made. Very slowly. Also the updates, very slow. Frustrating I know.
I walk out the med-bay and into the lounge and sit down for a while, my legs still throbbing. I sigh and rub my knee, which is in the most pain.
"I'm sure that you're still hurt but I'm not going to ask," Kanan puts his hand on his hips and looks at me in a concerned manner.
"Am I really that bad of a liar?" I tilt my head and give a fake laugh.
"No, I can tell you're in pain through the Force," Kanan sits on the stool in front of me.
"So that's how you knew I was having a nightmare!" I say with sudden realization.
"Yes, would you like something to eat?" Kanan asks.
"No, I can't handle too much food right now," I smile.
"It's late, do you need help getting to your bed?" Kanan glances towards Sabine's cabin.
"No, I'm fine, I promise." I shake my head.
"That's what everyone says," Kanan says softly.
"What time is it?"
"Late, almost everyone's asleep."
There's a silent pause when I hesitate to tell Kanan about that feeling from the lightsaber.
"Kanan?" I fiddle my fingers on my lap.
"Yeah?"
"Are lightsabers supposed to give off a warm-ish kinda happy feeling?" I try to put the sensation I felt when I saw Ezra's lightsaber into words.
"Some of them do, it depends on who's using them." Kanan says.
"Oh," I mummer, "I'm going to bed now, so I'll see you in the morning." I stand, wobbling a little.
"You sure you're okay?" Kanan stands with me.
"Positive." I try to get Kanan off my back.
"Do you want to sleep in my bunk tonight, in case you have another nightmare?" Kanan insists on keeping an eye on me.
"Sure," I sigh and give into Kanan's worrying.
Kanan nods with satisfaction and heads towards his room with me following him closely. The doors open and we walk into the room, Kanan tells me that I can sleep on the bottom bunk, as long as I don't touch any of his personal items. I give a silent nod and slip under the sheets.
"Good night," Kanan says to me as he climbs to the top.
"'Nite." I reply and snuggle under the sheets.
Luckily the nightmares don't bother me this time. The dreams confuse me though.
"What beauty! What color! What skill!" a male voice echoes throughout my vision. In front of me is a white desk with splats of paint and colored pencils and crayons spilled across its surface. Further from the table stands a man I recognize to be my dad. He has a giant grin on his face and he's holding a piece of paper with colorful scribbles on it. He shows it to my mom, standing next to him. She smiles even brighter than him.
The scene fades into a field. I'm in a damp, mud cave. Loth-pups are playing pretend fighting, rolling and tossing up grass. I scramble out and start to play with them too. The older Loth-wolves watch happily from the sidelines and keep a careful watch on us.
The scene changes again. To something unfamiliar but the setting is familiar. I'm on the Ghost, in the lounge. Everyone is gathered around the table, playing a holo-game. Ezra is furious that he's losing but still smiling, Sabine is studying the board with extreme concentration, Zeb is snoring in the wooden chair, Kanan is laughing, Chopper is beeping happy comments and Hera looks to be enjoying the game.
The area changes again and this time I'm laying down on a roof. Looking at the clouds, I hear Ezra mumbling to my right and Kanan scolding him. I stand and see that at my waist is a handle, similar to the one Kanan has for his lightsaber. I take the handle in my hand and hold it in front of me. A sound starts to ring out before I turn it on; I look around for the source. It sounds like a large clack of pots getting smashed against each other. Everything goes black.
I wake up facing a wall, the loud clacking coming from behind me. I roll to see who's making such a racket. It's Chopper, running into the side of the bed.
"What are you doing?" I sit up and rub my eyes, the bandages irritating my skin.
"Breakfast." Chopper warbles irritated and rolls out of the room.
"That droid needs a personality check," I say to myself.
"You're awake!" Ezra strolls into my room, looking ragged and tired.
"Yes, how long have you been up?" I slide out of bed and stretch my legs.
"Just woke up, Chopper shocked me." Ezra says angrily.
"Really? He woke me up by running into the bed." I say.
"That unfair!" Ezra exclaims.
"Maybe," I snort and look at my arms, the white bandages now slightly bloody.
"I guess you need to change bandages, follow me, I can get Hera to change them." Ezra takes me by my wrist and drags me to the lounge.
"Cleo! You're awake!" Sabine says happily.
"Yes, why are you guys so happy that I'm awake?" I ask confused.
"Because we were worried about you," Hera walks in, "You need new bandages, I'll change them."
I follow Hera to the med-bay and take off my shirt and shorts. I start to unwrap the bandages from my arms while Hera replaces the bandaids they used for my smaller cuts. It takes a while to take off all the wrappings but when I finished I have a ball of white and red. I toss the ball into the trashcan next to the door.
"It doesn't look like you'll need any new bandages, most of the reopened cuts have turned into scabs. Just make sure not to scratch." Hera looks me over.
"M'kay," I nod gladly, bandages are mainly itchy and are too big of a hassle.
"Breakfast?" Hera smiles at me.
"Definitely." I walk to the lounge and sit next to Kanan.
We walk to the lounge and Hera flips a couple pancakes onto our plates. She goes to the kitchen and returns with a small bowl of mashed potatoes. Hera sets the bowl in front of me and smiles, "It's your favorite right? We had some left." Hera sits in her seat and starts to eat her pancakes. I smile and dig in, Ezra almost done with his meal.
"Hey sleepyhead. You know that you will have to eat something sometime, right?" I pause for a moment, remembering something from the past. "Hey Miss Sleepy. I got something for you." A picture of a steamy bowl of fluffy mashed potatoes flashes across my vision. "Eat up!"
I blink and the voices and pictures fade away. I look around and see everyone still eating their breakfast, aside from Ezra who finished and Hera who was serving him more. I sigh and start eating again.
"You okay kid?" Kanan patted my shoulder.
"M'fine." I smile and push away the memory that flashed across my eyes.
"Sure." Kanan says sarcastically.
"Hey Kanan!" Ezra mumbles through a mouth of pancakes.
"Talk after you swallow," Kanan says.
Ezra chokes down the chunks of pancakes, "I was wondering if we were doing Jedi training today."
"Yes, so hurry and finish your food," Kanan says after finishing off his last pancake.
"Is Cleo gonna join?" Ezra finishes his drink.
"If she wants she can watch." Kanan looks at me. I think for a minute. Maybe I should join. It sounds enjoyable and I might be able to see some of my friends again or tell Kanan about that dream thing. It was actually pretty realistic… I nod my head yes and gulp down the rest of my meal, my stomach and jaw protesting the excess food.
"Lets go outside, Ezra bring your helmet. Sabine, Zeb and Chopper will be shooting. And if she wants Cleo can shoot too." Kanan stands and collects everyone's empty plates.
"Awesome! Shooting at Ezra! I'll go get my gear." Sabine rushes off to her cabin.
"This is going to be enjoyable," Zeb smiles and walks outside with Chopper following.
"Cleo?" Kanan glances at me.
"Eehh," I say, "I'm not very good with shooting."
"Wrong," Kanan sets down the dishes in the sink. "You're just not good with the people behind the blasters. And the people behind these blasters are your friends."
I sigh, "Fine, I'll try. But if-"
Kanan finishes my sentence, "But if you get scared at any time you can stop. I promise you that if you get scared I'm always here, everyone is."
I nod my head in acceptance. Kanan hands me his blaster and shows me how to use it. We head outside, to an open dirt patch and Kanan sets a trooper helmet on a rock.
"Ezra, you're going to be practicing deflecting the blasts to this target." Kanan pats the helmet. "Start whenever you're ready."
Ezra smiles and pulls down his helmet, "I got this." He turns on his lightsaber and his helmet shields his eyesight.
Zeb fires the first shot and I feel an urge to duck and cover. I stay on my feet and aim Kanan's blaster at Ezra. I hear Chopper and Sabine fire some more energy at him. I wince as I pull the trigger and Ezra dodges my shot. I let out a wavery breath and steady my hand and continue shooting, slowly. Ezra dodges most of everyone's shots but deflects some but not at the target. I loose my breath when one whizzes past my arm. I drop Kanan's blaster in surprise and jump backwards.
"You okay?" Kanan asks me.
"I'm fine." I pick up the blaster and continue shooting.
"If you say so." Kanan focuses his attention on Ezra who is doing a terrible job deflecting the blasts to the target.
After a while of Ezra dodging and terrible deflecting the energy blasts Kanan waves his hand for us to stop. "You've got the blocking down, for the most part, but you shouldn't randomly deflect the energy every which way. You have yet to hit the target I gave you."
"Yet," Ezra say, "keyword is yet." Ezra ducks below a few more blasts.
Kanan sighs and puts his hand over his eyes in frustration. He waves both his hands in the air to get everyone to stop. I feel the hand I was holding the gun in go numb and the blaster drops out of my hand again. I crouch to the floor and calm my breathing. Kanan walks over to Ezra.
"You're distracted, impatient. What's your rush?" Kanan crosses his arms.
Ezra lifts the eye shield on his helmet. "I don't want to miss Senator Trayvis's transmission."
"You don't even know if he'll transmit today." Kanan points out.
"He's been on more frequencies lately and I have a feeling. Today's the day." Ezra says stubbornly.
"Well!" Kanan begins sarcastically, "I have a feeling you're gonna get stunned if you don't stay in the moment. This moment." Kanan says, pointing to the ground.
Ezra gives an exaggerated sigh and pulls down his eye shield and turns on his lightsaber.
"Kanan!" I call out to the unhappy Jedi.
"What is it?" Kanan's expression softens.
"I'm gonna stop for a few minutes." I scratch the back of my head nervously.
"Go ahead, you don't need to tell me." Kanan signals for everyone to continue shooting.
I sigh and bring my knees to my chest. I watch silently while unconsciously picking at one of the bandaids on my finger. I pause for a moment and see that Ezra had lifted his eye shield. I look closer and notice he looks a bit drowsy. I stand up and look at Kanan, wondering if he had noticed this. Ezra starts to swing sideways I run around Zeb to Kanan.
Something's wrong! I shout to Kanan through my head.
^What?^
Ezra's falling- I cut myself off as Ezra falls backwards, his eyes closed.
"Ezra!" Kanan runs over to Ezra.
After a few minutes Ezra wakes up startled. Kanan helps him sit up and Ezra rubs his head.
"I got stunned didn't I?" Ezra asks.
"No, you kinda just feel asleep…" I try to explain what I had seen.
"Actually, you deflected every blast back at the target." Kanan gestures towards the now smoky stormtrooper helmet.
"I saw something." Ezra squints his eyes at Kanan.
"Saw? You had a vision?" Kanan leans in closer with disbelief.
"I saw Gall Trayvis, Kanan, he knew my parents." Ezra says as I help him stand. "It was so real. You were there and-and you there, sneaking around in the dark the troopers were everywhere." Ezra looks to Sabine and Zeb and I.
"Sounds like a pretty average day," Sabine says.
"Except, Senator Trayvis was there. Fighting side-by-side with us and he said he knew my parent!" Ezra walks to the Ghost, his helmet tucked under his arm.
"Right," Kanan says, "look Ezra, just because you want somethin' to happen doesn't just mean that it's going to."
"But it might." Ezra turns around happily. Zeb smacks the back of his head. "Ow! What are you doing?" Ezra turns around and follows Zeb as they head back to the ship.
Zeb laughs, "Helping you to hone your Jedi powers, why didn't ya see that coming?"
"Doesn't work that way." Ezra grumbles, "OW! Stop!" he cries out when Sabine punches his shoulder.
"Maybe if we keep trying." Sabine smiles.
I run to Kanan and hand him back his blaster. He says thanks and tucks it away.
Can I talk to you, later? I hesitantly ask him through the Force.
^Sure, you can talk now.^
Oh, um…you know that thing you said about visions?
^Yeah. What about it?^
I think I had one last night.
^You did?^ Kanan stops in his tracks and turns around to face me. Hera yells something to Ezra and everyone rushes in.
"Kanan?" Hera asks.
"We'll be in, in a minute." Kanan reassures Hera.
"Hurry up then." Hera walks inside.
"You had a vision?" Kanan asks me.
"It felt like how Ezra described it. It was so real for the last parts." I smile, recalling the scene of everyone playing a game and staring at the clouds.
"Explain." Kanan says.
"It'll take too long. We should get going." I glance over Kanan shoulder at the inside of the Ghost.
"It won't take long at all, plus you're only like 12. You're supposed to rely on us." Kanan blocks my path as I try to walk around him.
"I'm 14!" I shout at him.
"Fine, that makes you one year younger than Ezra. Still not old enough to let me ignore this." Kanan says, "You have to trust us. After all, we're your new home."
"Later!" I grumble.
"Now." Kanan crosses his arms.
"Fine. At the beginning of the dream I was with my parents at my house. We were drawing. My dad was complementing my art and my mom was smiling. After that I was at the field where the animals who took me in live. I was playing with some of the pups. Next I was in the Ghost, everyone was playing a game in the lounge. After that I was on a roof, looking at the clouds and on my waist was a lightsaber. It looked kinda like yours but I didn't get to see what color it was." I say in one breath really quickly.
"Wow." Kanan notes, "You said at the last one you had a lightsaber?"
"Yeah…"
"What did it look like?"
"It looked like yours but a bit different. The handle was smaller and it was a sunset color on the grip." I look at my feet.
"I see," Kanan rubs his chin, "Maybe this means a bit of something…"
"A bit of what something?" I ask.
"Well, maybe you're supposed to be a Jedi, like me and Ezra." Kanan says simply.
"What makes you think that?"
"A lot of things. But I can't confirm until I know more about you." Kanan shrugs his shoulders.
"What?"
"I'm saying that everyone knows nothing about you. We don't know your birthday, I only know a bit of your past because I know you're not telling me something and the others don't know your past at all." Kanan points at me.
"What do you want me to do about it?" I ask him sarcastically.
"Nothing, it's up to you to decide when and who you want to tell your past to." Kanan smiles and turns up the ramp. "Let's get going."
"Right." I sigh and decide that I would tell Kanan what I remember first, all of it this time.
I head up the ship and walk into the lounge. Ezra, Zeb, Sabine and Kanan are gathered around the table and talking about something.
"-folks used to." Ezra says proudly.
"And the clues he puts in his messages, where to meet him, are obvious to the locals and go right over the Empire's head. Watch." Hera plays a part of the transmission.
"The sun may have set on the Old Republic but a new freedom can be won." The picture of Gall Trayvis says.
"He said the Old Republic and a new freedom." Hera leans on the table.
"New freedom mural." I say.
Everyone looks at me.
"Everyone on Lothal knows about it. It's painted on the wall inside the Old Republic Senate building. Which reminds me that I have some equipment hidden in there." I remember a stash of paints and brushes I had left in the building.
"It's been abandoned since the Empire built the Imperial Complex. Good place for a friendly get-together." Sabine briefly pulls up a 3D image of it.
"Yeah," Zeb points out, "But when's this meeting?"
Ezra rolls his eyes, "He worked sunset and today into the message pretty obvious."
Kanan points out another thing, "Too obvious. We should have some insurance in case the Empire is more clever than we think."
"You've got a friend inside the Imperial Complex, right?" Hera asks Ezra, "So find out for sure."
"I'll meet you at my-at my parent's house at seventeen hundred." Ezra says and backs towards the door.
"Ezra." Kanan holds Ezra's shoulder for a moment, "About your vision, don't be too quick-"
Ezra cuts him off, "-to take it literally? Kanan, I know it's right. You're always telling me to trust my feelings, well I never felt stronger about anything in my life." Ezra closes his helmet and slides down the ladder.
Zeb, Sabine and Chopper leave the room to get ready. I lay across the table and sigh.
"Vision?" Hera asks.
"Yeah," Kanan sits next to me, "seems both of them had one."
"Both of them?" Hera says confused, "You mean Cleo had one too?"
"Yeah," I say, resting my chin on the table.
"What was it about?" Hera questions.
"Kanan." I plead Kanan to do the explaining.
"Okay," Kanan sighs and briefly explains Ezra's vision and my dream.
"Oh," Hera says softly.
"Can I tell you guys something?" I lift my head a little.
"What?" Kanan looks at me.
"The truth?" I sit up and my heart pounds in my chest.
"Are you sure you want to tell us now? I said you could tell anyone whenever you felt like it." Kanan asks me again.
"I'm sure." I nod my head, hoping I wouldn't regret this decision.
AHAHAHAHHAHAH. I finally did a chapter. That took a while. Sorry for not updating though. If you want please review because I still don't know what the hell I'm doing!
See ya later!
