A.N: Sorry for the lack of update, I had midterms. Also… forgot about that last part not being the last of the arc, this chapter is the last of the arc so enjoy!
Camath: Thanks!
Melissa: New cloths maybe…. And yeah she's Anakin's Padawan. Considering Ahsoka bonded with the Sister, Bendu should be chill about it.
Alejndra: Nitza's clever. Hahahah, Rex sounding scary is kind of funny. Hopefully Bendu knows Ahsoka is special
I don't own Star Wars, just Nitza.
Strangers
Part 6
Nitza had gone to the small river after meeting Ahsoka, but instead of playing in the river, she just sat by the bank and stared down into the shallow water. The current was somewhat still, letting Nitza see her reflection. It was the same reflection she had always saw when she played in the river, but today she felt like she was looking at it in a new perspective.
There were many people with faces much like hers. Though different in some ways, she felt for the first time that she wasn't the only one. There were others like her on this planet. And after meeting Ahsoka, she not only felt like them by just looks, but by personality. Ahsoka was calm and collected, much like Bendu. Nitza had seen this before, bit Ahsoka brought something new that Nitza had only ever saw in herself. Nitza saw the curious smile Ahsoka had when they met. She wanted to know more, just like Nitza wanted to know more the people.
"Maybe they are like Ahsoka? Maybe they all wanted to know? I learn more when I confront them, not just observing. Yes, yes, yes. Why does Bendu not want me to go near yet?"
The next night, Nitza was in the Pit playing around with a couple of dokma, Print included. Bendu was just next to her, laying down with his chin rested on his hands.
He smiled when he saw Nitza laugh as she sat down with Print climbing up on her back. "Print stop—ahah—you're tickling me—hahaha!" She reached back and grabbed him, only to laugh again as two other dokma climb up her back and arms. Bendu made no comment. He was just happy to see Nitza was happy again. The days thinking about the people seemed to digress, or at least he thought, until she asked, "Bendu?"
"Yes?"
"We know that the people do not want harm. No, no, no. But what if we know they are also nice? Nice and curious and gentle—"
"Why curious?"
"Well, you told me I can observe and I did."
Bendu's head raised to look down at her with a raised eyebrow. He knew right away she did more then just observe. But she didn't look hurt, or feel emotionally warry. In fact, she felt the opposite. She felt tempted and happy. Whatever encounter she had, she came out all right. He said nothing and let Nitza continue. "I saw one, a women. She looked nice, and sounded kind and curious."
"Are you asking if they are all like that?"
"Are they? Can they, can they?"
"Not all are the same, but this women sounds good in nature. But remember, you must still be cautious. You still must not be spotted." He wasn't lying when he said the women sounded nice, but he wanted to reiterate the promise he and Nitza made. He didn't want her to continue encountering anymore people .
"Why not? Maybe just with Ahso—I mean—the women? Just her?"
Bendu felt it easy to come up with the response. He didn't want the encounter to lead to Nitza being taken in their care, for good. But before he could even say anything, he felt something… off balanced. It was so striking, Bendu stood up on all fours and looked up in the direction of High Trees. Something happened, something was going on there, something more dark then there was light. "Bogan…" He whispered.
Nitza heard the word and immediately she stood up and looked around afraid. "Where? Where?" She ran to Bendu, hiding bellow him where his fur draped down from his stomach. Bendu looked down, seeing the fear in her eyes. He had told her about the mysterious of the Force they way he had always known them to be. She understood those who used a light, calm and defensive use of the force. And there were those who used the dark, a more aggressive but emotional use of the Force. To the Bendu, they were known as the Ashla and the Bogan. There was never anything bad about the Ashla and the Bogan, so long as they were equal, balanced…. Like Bendu. The balance was all that Bendu was. For there to be an off balance was the real danger.
Nitza, and like many others, understood it differently. People wanted to appreciate the kindness of the Ashla, but the Bogan was a monstrous being to them.
"You're all right," He put his hand down close to her so that she felt protected. "Something off balance, in the Force." He looked up again. The off-balance wasn't just something he felt now, it was something he felt close. "It's only at High Trees."
"It's coming from the people? But you said they don't mean to be bad."
"Changes, Nitza. Never forget change is possible. Especially now. So it is best to keep away from them. Do you understand?" He said the last part sternly. He did not want Nitza getting near whatever grew in the dark side of the force. It was something he could control, something he didn't have to worry about too much. But Nitza was different, so Bendu wanted her safe. "Do you understand?" he repeated.
"Yes, yes, yes." She said. Nitza didn't want to argue any longer. It's not that he ever got mad at her if she pushed the conversation, but she hated to see him get frustrated and try to hold it back. Besides, he had always been right when it came to the feelings he got, so whatever was going on at High Tree, she shouldn't get involved.
A.N: So I'm finally going to go deep into talking about the dark and light side in how the Bendu understands it. So now we can see what Nitza knows about the Ashla and Bogan. Hey, and Bendu seemed chill about Nitza meeting someone, but he doesn't know it was Ahsoka…. Hmmm… interesting. More soon. I'm KikaKatTIOI, peace out!
