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"Do you have to leave today?" She asked him, her face parallel to the ground.
He sighed. Ben was wearing his favorite black tank top, with brown baggy meditation pants. Ben's black hair was shaggy, like always. His back was to Nara. He seemed taller to her today. He seemed broader. He even looked older.
Today, Nara had to say goodbye to him. It wasn't something she had prepared for; neither of them had. Ben found it easy to say goodbye to his mother and father, the most he got from Han was a pat on the back.
But, he couldn't even look Nara in the eye. He was in so much pain, leaving her alone here. He loved her, of course. But saying the words was foreign to him.
"Ben, you two have 10 minutes," said Han, yelling into the room. His hair had just started greying, but it still had its sleek brown shine to it.
Ben heard Nara whimper. He groaned and turned to her. He absolutely hated when she cried. It made him feel as if it was his job to make her smile again. It's not like anyone else would try.
"Nara, I'll see you again, it'll go by so quickly. I promise, okay?" He said, grabbing her shoulders and bending down to look her in the eye.
Her green eyes were even more vibrant when she cried. Her hair was in her face, and made her appear more miserable. Her cheeks were pink, and puffy. She had been crying all day.
His dark eyes pierced into hers. Then they wandered down to her cut, it was healing fine, but it was still pink.
"You promise you'll come back for me?" She asked him. Her voice was weak and dried out.
"I promise I'll come back for you, Nara." He put her head to his chest and hugged her.
She hugged him back around his sides. A part of her thought that if she hugged him tight enough, he wouldn't be able to leave. She would miss him too much for her to handle it.
He felt her hug him tighter. Now, he was fighting back his own tears. He could already feel the hole in his heart start to widen. He would miss her, more than she knew.
"Ben. It's time to go," called Leia, who walked in on the sad, sad scene.
She looked at the two and realized that all they really had were each other their whole lives. Lea vowed to take care of this girl as if she was her daughter. She would take of her, because Ben wouldn't be around to do it.
Leia didn't want to rip them apart, but Ben's powers were getting too out of control. He needed to learn the Jedi ways. She hated to admit it, but she feared his potential.
When Leia left the room, Nara had started to let go. Ben refused to release her. He wanted one more moment with her. He suddenly felt scared. He was afraid of being alone, he was afraid of leaving her.
"It'll be okay." She said, taking him out of his anxious trance.
"You promised you'll come back. So I'll see you again, one day. It'll be okay, Ben."
Her words made his eyes instantly start watering. They were exactly what he needed to hear. He lifted his head, and placed his lips on her forehead. The kiss was simple, and pure.
Nara closed her eyes when he kissed her. She valued the feeling she got from it. Her chest was filled with butterflies flying around. The wings brushed against her heart and sent shockwaves throughout her body.
The most simple thing he could have done, was something she'll cherish for the rest of her life.
"I love you," he mumbled on her head.
She breathed in deep and was about to reply, but he released her. Grabbing his pack, he turned away from her and left the room. Her heart broke in half in an instant, and she felt like she couldn't walk. She wanted to run to him and say it back. But that was his goodbye, it was the only way he knew how; just vanishing.
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Nara reached the outside of Doctor Seamore's tent, suddenly nervous to try out her new ability. It had its risk to herself, but more often, it was a risk to her enemies. The move would surprise them, which is her favorite thing to do.
She found that the element of surprise was the best way to overpower an enemy.
She breathed in the cold night air and entered the tent. She could see that the Doctor was reading something, he didn't know she was in the room.
"Doctor, are you ready?"
Her voice made him jump. She wasn't wearing her mask, so her sweet sounding honey voice eliminated any real threat.
"You can't scare an old man like that, Nara," he chuckled, with his hand to his chest.
Nara glanced down at her robotic hand, the metal fingers glistening in the candle light. She could have had fake skin applied, but her skilled proved to be too rapid for the skin. She never liked the way it felt anyway, it felt like wearing skin tight leather that you couldn't remove.
"Sorry, sir. Would you like to get this done?" She said, referring to her training.
When the doctor nodded his approval, she unclipped her swords. The swords were one edged, and they curved outward, the blade on the wider side. Surrounding the edges, electricity crackled. This made her able to fight against light sabers; an unusual trait.
The idea came from when Jedi were organized and worked for the senate. Many people found that they wanted a weapon to use against a light saber, in case they had turned against them. It was an excellent idea, and Nara had searched long for a good pair of swords to alter.
"Hand me your swords," said Seamore.
Nara did as she was told. Seamore inspected the pieces, eyes going from the top of the curvature, to the base of the plastic handle. He looked at the swords as if they was speaking to him.
Nara felt awkward, she didn't want other people to touch her weapons. She wasn't sure why, but she felt that they were a part of her now. All the time training, you get to know your weapon, you learn how to slice it, the amount that it weighs, you learn its personality. And her twins were special to her.
Suddenly, the doctor started walking outside with her swords. Confused, Nara followed.
"What are you-" said Nara, as Seamore threw her weapons, making them stuck inside of a tree, side by side.
"Seamore!" Groaned Nara as she walked to retrieve them.
The doctor stopped her, by putting his arm in front of her.
"Press on your arm. The device needs hard, impactful pressure in order to work. Be firm," he ordered her.
Nara looked at her arm. This was the first time she was going to try it out, she hoped it would be flawless the first time.
She slapped her right hand onto her left forearm. The swords started vibrating rapidly, until one of them flew from the tree to her side, she had to jump out of the way just to make it so it wouldn't hit her. The other was released from the tree as well, and made her jump to the other side, just as quickly.
"Seamore!" She yelled at him, he tried to hide his smirk.
He knew that the reaction of the magnet would be powerful, but he wasn't sure how much.
Nara looked at her weapons, that hit the ground a few feet behind her.
I can recall them…
Images of how she could use this infiltrated her mind, making her completely inspired. She ran to retrieve them and repeated the process.
She didn't catch them again, but she didn't fear them hurting her. She would learn this new move, no matter how long it took.
"We might need to adjust the strength of the magnet," suggested the doctor, who watched her fail to catch either of the swords.
"No. They need to be as powerful as they can. I'll learn how to catch it, just wait," explained Nara, who threw the swords into the tree again.
The doctor chuckled and sat down to watch her practice. Her determination always seemed to surprise him. Her determination to live, her determination to learn, and her determination to fight against the First Order… It was enlightening, even inspiring.
The people here may fear her, but he know that she also imputed them. No one else here, except maybe General Organa, was more stubborn.
The way the device worked isn't elaborate. It was such a simple idea, but it hadn't been done before. Then again, how many people died and were brought back? There was a strong, controllable magnet implanted into Nara's fake arm, in the wrist. The button activates the magnets inside the handles of the swords, and voila! The swords fly towards the target, if not slightly off.
It was quite a piece of machinery.
I can master this. I can use this.
Nara's smile radiated and showed her excitement over this new ability.
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The dark figure walked off his ship, with storm troopers by his sides. The officers at the bottom of the aisle were waiting to debrief him on their progress.
His stride was wide and strong. His hood covered the top of his mask, while it dragged behind him.
"Sir, the locals haven't been giving us too much trouble, but could we-"
"If they're not giving you any trouble, why was I asked to come here?" He asked, not in the mood for their pathetic troubles.
He walked across the dirt, the area was barren. The land was mountainous, the tops were covered in snow. Most of the plants were bushes, there were no trees or flowers. The locals were strange primal creatures, that only just discovered fire years ago. They were primitive, the First Order took advantage. They had several deposits of a special mineral that Supreme Leader Snoke requested.
Not that any of this mattered to Kylo Ren. He does as he is told, he doesn't question his master or his will. His training had made him submissive, only to Snoke. To the rest of the Galaxy, he was as cold as ice. His training had been unheard of. It consisted of months upon months of never seeing another person, of hard physical training, hours of still silence In meditation. He was a pure weapon now.
"Sir, some of my men fear that… Because of the recent attacks, that the Reaper would come." Continued the officer, fear was making him stutter.
At the mention of the Reaper, Kylo Ren force grabbed the man by the throat.
"If the Reaper is daring enough to show up here and cause more chaos, she'd be the least of your worries." He threatened.
He released him, and continued on his way. The officer landed on his knees and wrapped his fingers round his bruised neck. He coughed dramatically, but managed to get out, "Of course, sir."
Kylo Ren walked the perimeter of the base they had created. It was nothing spectacular, tents were in order and several men and women were next to the mountain, chipping away at it.
"Only kill the terrorist if you must, Kylo Ren. Bring her to me if you are able. I personally want to deal with her."
Those were direct orders from Snoke to Kylo Ren. He was going to do his task, but he felt like something was off about the Reaper. She had done so much destruction. She had just appeared out of nowhere. He felt something… Different about her. He hadn't seen her himself yet, but he was curious as to what he would find.
She's going to come here.
Kylo Ren could feel her energy moving. Soon, he would meet and bring her to his master. It couldn't be too difficult of a task.