A/N Right I know I have been really out of order, I mean it's been a year and I haven't posted anything and that is really shitty of me and I'm really sorry. I am hoping that this year I'm going to be getting back into the swing of things so there should be more than two updates in just a year. Really sorry again guys.
Chapter 11
A couple of weeks goes by a lot faster than I thought it would. I spend most of the first few days on bed rest only allowed up to go to the toilet and to have 'gentle exercise'. Normally I hate sitting on my arse not doing much for a length of time but with everything that's happened over the last few weeks, I really needed the rest.
The fact that I have already been identified as force sensitive, made me think that the Jedi would train me in the ways of the force, the same way that the Inquisitor had started. However, every time I ask Master Kafo she pretends that she doesn't know. On several different occasions, I have attempted to snoop into the holo-pads that are left hanging around 'my room' but Master Kafo only keeps medical data on the ones left in the room and their not hocked up to the holo-net, which means I have no way of trying to getting into their database.
Anglesha, the Jedi who saved me came into to see me once but I think that was more to check out if I was alright and not dead. She didn't really say anything to me and managed to dodge all of my questions surprisingly well. I assume that this is what they teach you when you're trying to be a Jedi as both Anglesha and Master Kafo are an expert in the subject.
To be honest I have no idea where this whole thing is going to go. I don't think that they want to teach me the ways of the force but at the same time with how top secret they are about everything and see that they are going to be letting me leave anytime soon.
Now that Master Kafo has given me the go-ahead that I can get out of bed for short periods, she has started giving me menial tasks for me to do so that she can keep me active things like recognising the medical equipment and taking stock of the medical equipment that comes in randomly.
It is still weird when I see myself in the mirror. I have been gaining weight so I have been beginning to lose the gaunt unhealthy look but I still don't look the same. I mean my hair is a lot shorter now and my skin is now a much paler colour but asides from the obvious differences I just seem to look so much ... Older.
It was not just my body's physical appearance that has changed. It might seem a bit gross but the entire time that I was the empires captive; I didn't have my period once and now that I'm getting healthier, I've started making up for lost time. I should maybe stop there as I don't want to scare anyone for life but let's just say it's not pleasant.
I sigh to myself looking back down at my gloved hands. Currently, I'm helping with bleaching the bed sheets. I have heard a few people come into other parts of the medical bay and it seems like they have a bit of a problem with bodily fluids of all kinds getting all over the sheets. I think it's best that I leave it there as I don't want to think about it any more than that.
I drop the bed sheets that I'm holding onto the bucket and they land with a plonk and I move back to avoid the splash. I look down at the cloudy water and take a deep breath through my nose trying to force the tension out of my body.
"Are you almost done?" Master Kafo asks as she walks in bringing a blast of cold air with her. I jump out of my skin, almost knocking over the bucket of water in the process.
"Yeah almost, sorry got distracted," I say trying to give her a smile. She looks down at me and then at the cloudy water.
"I think that the water needs changing," she says moving so that she is looming over me. I nod my head and remove the sheets that I was cleaning out of the water and into a separate bucket.
"Wow you really are in a different world aren't you" she smiles at me and then crouches down next to me to rub my arm.
"Yeah sorry brains not in it at the moment" I force a laugh out and go to stand up when she grabs my arm and looks at me giving me a small, compassionate smile.
"Do you want to talk about it?" She asks me. I stare into her yellow eyes for a second trying to think whether or not I should be honest with her and, if so, how much. I let out a deep breath and decide screw it I really need some answers, I'll ask them all.
"How long am I going to be here? What are you going to do with me? Are you going to train me to be a jedi? If so, then when? Are you going to let me leave? Can I go home or do I have to live in this room for the rest of my life? And if can I send a message to my aunt and uncle to let them know that I'm safe?" I bombard her with some of the questions that are going around my head. She looks taken aback for a split second and then recovers and puts a small smile on her face.
"Which one would you like me to answer first?" she asks me.
"What are you guys going to do with me and please don't give some crapy answer I want the truth," I tell her not moving my eyes from hers for a second. She sighs and leans back slightly looking at me, clearly judging me as to how much she should tell me.
"The truth is that I don't know the council doesn't consol in me" she sighs. "Apart from the odd trusted bounty hunter, we've had no experience with the outside world since we've arrived here. Nobody else knows where we are, we haven't wanted to risk it, Anglesha got into a lot of... trouble when she rescued you from the empire if the empire finds out where it is that we are... Let's just say that it won't end well for any of us" she explains.
I look at her and see that she has genuine concern written across her face. Neither of us talk for a second and then I breathe through my nose and build up the courage to ask the question that I fear that I already know.
"So I'm not going to be able to leave am I?" I ask looking down at my hands as they fidget.
"I'm sorry but I don't think that there is any way for you to be able to leave, it would complete comprises our position here," she says. I nod my head, knowing that most likely that was going to be the answer but I still had the feeling of a stone falling in my stomach.
"Can I please send a message to my aunt and uncle? They need to know that I'm not dead at the very least" I look at her trying to show how much I need to talk to them just one last time. Master Kafo looks down at the bucket in-between us and just when I think that I'm going to crack completely, she responds.
"I do not know the answer to that, I'm not certain as to which way the council will go," she tells me. I nod my head at her, at least the answer isn't a definitive no.
"So does that mean you are going to train me, as a jedi," I ask her. Her hesitation is the only answer that I need. I nod my head as I feel the emptiness start to take over again.
"I'm sorry the ways of the Jedi are strict. You are too old to begin training, this has been the rules of the order for a very long time and I don't think that they mean it to change anytime soon" Master Kafo tells me placing her hand on my shoulder. "I know that it might seem backwards and harsh but the masters are reluctant to change the rules."
We sit in silence for a moment and the only thing I can hear is our breathing and the repetitive tic tic tic coming from the clock above the door.
"I'm sorry," I say finally breaking the silence. "I must seem so stupid to you I don't mean to be throwing a tantrum like a three-year-old, It's just the thought that in twenty years time I'm still going to be stuck here; bleach shit stains off of bed sheets and taking the odd inventory" I say moving back slightly so I can rest my back against the wall.
"I completely understand that this is not an ideal situation but we fear what might happen. Anglesha told us that you had already started training in the force with the inquisitor which I don't think has helped the situation" she explains looking at me very worried.
I nod my head again and then lean it against the wall looking up at the ceiling and try to force my mind to go blank. The heavy silence takes a hold of the room again pressing down on both of us as we get lost in thought when suddenly I remember something that the inquisitor hinted at.
"When I was captured, the inquisitor mentioned something about a Jedi with my last name. You don't happen to know anything about that?" I ask her lowering my head so to look at her. She looks at me again weighing me up as to what it is she's going to tell me.
"That is something that you and the council will have to discuss at a later date," she tells me dismissively. I nod my head at her knowing that there is some history going on there. I simile slightly to myself feeling satisfied that I might be closer to getting answers about my family then I have been in years.
"I think that is enough talking for one day," she says springing to her feet. "I will replace the bucket for you she says picking up the bucket of water and walking out of the room.
I sit back and smile to myself. I feel ecstatic of the thought of maybe I could be closer to finding the truth out about my family. Could this Anakin Skywalker be a relation to me; a distant cousin, another uncle or maybe something else which I have almost completely given up hope of ever finding?
A/N I hope that you guys have enjoyed the chapter and please fave, follow and review. Plus a big thank you to everyone who has done so already and extra thank you to Nataly Skypot and Fullerhousefan911 for reviewing and yes fullerhousefan your one step ahead of me ;)