Chapter 10: It Was An Accident
Kallisea laid down on her bed. Deeply inhaling and exhaling. She did not feel the pain in her hand anymore. She did not feel anything at all. It was like she was floating. Away from everything. All the problems. All the lies. All the Jedi. Everything. Why could she not stay like this for ever? Suddenly a question stroke her. What if this was all there was? She caught herself asking if she could life with that. Did she want to life with that? But, could it really be, that this was everything? No, she decided wetter is what wrong or right, this was certainly not everything. This was not reality. It was simply not possible!
Kallisea sat up straight. Het bright white skin almost disappeared, surrounded by the white, square medic room. Only her black hair and her Padawan clothes made het visible, she thought. What is she was wearing white? She would almost be invisible. Kallisea stared at a guard. He sometimes looked at her, but never long and never straight. Did he fear her? Yes, she could see it in his eyes. And he should, she told herself, she would be his worst nightmare soon. Kallisea stood up. Straightened her back and confirmed her thoughts. Her goals. She would find and know the truth. She would defeat the Jedi. She would be invincible. No-one would ever hurt her or lie to her again. No-one would even dare!
Like that, senator Padmé found her. Standing fierce and daring. Her eyes, which had once intrigued the senator now gave her chills and made her shiver. So it was true. Kallisea had found herself. But at the same time, she had completely lost herself. Senator Padmé stood halfway the hallway, staring at the girl. She looked more like a creature. No, it. It looked more like a creature. A caged animal, wild and dangerous to others. And she was. Senator Padmé could feel it in everything she was and saw it in Kallisea's eyes. Kallisea just stood there, and stared at her. As if she tried to crawl into her head, into her mind. Take over control. Destroy her, like Kallisea had destroyed herself.
'Can she hear me?' senator Padmé asked a guard. But she could not look at him. She kept looking at Kallisea. Her eyes demanded Padmé to look at her. like she was hypnotizing her.
'Yes, milady,' the Jedi guard answered.
'Kallisea,' senator Padmé said, slowly getting closer to the glass. Would it hold her?
'Senator Padmé,' the creature answered. Her voice sounded hollow, condescending, and filled with hate. It frightened her and senator Padmé was relieved that Kallisea was locked up in the room.
'Have you come to check me?' Kallisea said, before senator Padmé could say more, 'Or just to watch me like an animal?'
'I was worried about you,' senator Padmé replied. It was the truth, half of it at least. She also did not believe Obi-Wan who had told her about Kallisea.
'No you weren't,' Kallisea simply said.
'Anakin is,' senator Padmé said when she could not think of anything else. She saw something for a moment in the eyes of Kallisea, but than the same expression returned.
'Why?' she said, 'If he really is, why doesn't he come by?'
'He's still healing.'
'No, he's not. He's strong and is already healed,' Kallisea said.
'No, Kallisea,' senator Padmé said, now she was telling the truth, 'Anakin is still healing!'
'Than he is weak. The Jedi have weakened him,' she laughed sarcastic, 'And they thought he would save them all.'
'Tell me you did not say that,' senator Padmé said shocked, tears filling her eyes, 'Tell me you don't mean it.'
'Save your tears, senator,' Kallisea said, 'They're of much more service to you in the senate.'
'What? How dare you!' the senator said. But Kallisea did not answer. Senator Padmé did not understand what had happened. The creature across her had indeed no human emotions anymore. There was nothing human about it. It was hollow and empty. But above all dangerous.
'What have you done to Shameha?' senator Padmé said. But immediately regretted it. The eyes of Kallisea's immediately turned on fire. Senator Padmé was startled by it. The only emotion she could get out of her, of it, was hate? Or was it anger? Senator Padmé saw Kallisea breathing becoming heavier.
'Shameha was a lie,' she hissed, like a dangerous beast ready to attack.
'Perhaps,' senator Padmé agreed, 'but she at least showed some feeling and love.'
'So you rather love a lie, than know the truth?' the voice through the glass snapped at her.
'No, I'd rather know the truth and make it happen,' senator Padmé improved.
'Make it happen,' the voice sarcastically echoed, she rolled her eyes and came closer.
'Like we all live in one big happy fairytale! Wake up, senator! This is reality, there are no happy birds singing to you! The world needs more than a pretty smile and some sweet words!'
'But it is reality,' senator Padmé said. She could see Kallisea was confused. Her eyes swiftly moved from left to right and back.
'Please, Kallisea,' senator Padmé said, she got pity for the little girl that was caught by the monster, 'Let the Jedi help you.'
'I don't need help!' the monster returned and looked daring into the eyes of senator Padmé.
'You do,' she replied, 'You really do. I know the sweet girl is still in there.'
'Sweet girl? O, please,' the monster replied.
'Shameha listen to me! We can help you! We can,' senator Padmé tried, the guard next to her began to grot nervous. He should be. Kallisea's eyes turned wide and her breathing became heavier.
'Shut up,' she hissed.
'No! You need help! The Jedi can give it to you!' senator Padmé now stood almost against the glass. She cared for the girl, for the simple reason that Anakin loved her as his sister.
'The Jedi, can only lie,' senator Padmé saw the muscles in the body against her yoke.
'Please, do it for Anakin!' she tried. Senator Padmé knew she saw an emotion in the eyes across her when she said the name of Anakin. But at the same time she was glad that the monster stood a few feet away from her.
'Anakin,' the girl only replied. Even through the glass senator Padmé could hear something in her voice.
'Anakin also needs to hear the truth, he needs to know it,' the girl whispered.
'No, Shameha,' senator Padmé said, 'he wants you back. Like you were.'
'Like the Jedi made me,' Kallisea said, her voice sounded empty again.
'No. Just let them help you, please,' senator Padmé almost begged.
Suddenly Kallisea got an idea. While she was saw the four guards and the senator. She had to get out. And now she finally had an opportunity. No, this was the opportunity. The senator wanted to 'help' her. So she would use that against her. Would it work? She did not know. If she could manage to stay alert after it. She did not know either. But what she did know, was that this was her only chance. One shot. She had to take it, or rot in that cell for ever. She would do it. And it would work. Even if it would be the last this she would ever do. It would work and she would be free.
'You have no idea, you know nothing,' senator Padmé heard the monster hiss against her.
'Than tell me, explain it to me,' she tried. There had to be a way to help her. One way at least. There was always a way. There was a way, and senator Padmé would use it!
'Over my dead body!' the girl said. Before senator Padmé could do a thing the girl suddenly ran towards her. Senator Padmé yelled and backed off. Afraid the monster would break through the glass and kill her. Yes, senator Padmé was truly afraid that Kallisea would kill her. But the story never reached that point. Kallisea ran against the glass and fell on the floor. Senator Padmé could not move a second. She just stood there, hands before her mouth. Looking at the big crack in the glass. On the crack also hang some blood. On the floor laid the girl. Dead. Was she dead? The guards were already looking at her, but through the glass. Senator Padmé ran to the door and shook the handle.
'Open it!' she yelled.
'Milady-' one guard tried.
'Open it!' senator Padmé yelled again. The guard opened the door and entered with senator Padmé, the others took their lightsaber. Senator Padmé knelt down next to the body. Blood was dripping on the floor from the forehead of the girl.
'Kallisea can you hear me?' the senator said while she took the head of the girl into her hands. The Jedi guard ripped a piece of his tunic and held it against the wound.
'Kallisea,' the senator said again, 'Kallisea, stay with me! Can you hear me? Kallisea!'
A fierce, burning pain burned on her forehead. But she had made it. She knew she would. She knew she could. Pain was only temporary. She gave herself a few seconds, just herself to recover a bit. If she was right, the door was still open. But there were four hands. Two persons. One problem. If two were in hear, one of them had to be the Jedi guard. It had to be, because the senator was calling her name and held her. The Jedi guards were all male. Which mend that they probably were physically stronger than she was. One in here, three outside. But still four ligthsabers and she was unarmed. Another problem. That made two. Had it been such a good idea? Doubt, was never a good sign. But she had to act now, or all would be lost. Than they would label her mentally ill and she would go to some insane asylum and than after a while she would not even be able to spell 'free'. It was now or never. It was now. There was only one solution to both problems. Fight.
Suddenly Kallisea opened her eyes. The first face she saw, was the face of senator Padmé. She would go first. Kallisea took the head between her hands and while she got up, she bumped the head against the glass. The senator would not die of it, she knew it because it was with even less power than she had hit the glass. The Jedi guard still sat on the ground, because Kallisea had only needed three seconds for senator Padmé. She hit the guard, but he took it well. But before he could stand up Kallisea kicked him again and stood behind him. The other three Jedi came into the room. Kallisea took the head of the Jedi in her hands and twisted his neck, like she was going to break it. The other three immediately stood still.
'Back off,' she hissed, feeling the Jedi between her hands breath. He was terrified.
'Back off!' she said again, they did. The Jedi put their lightsabers down and backed off.
'Lay them down and put your faces to the wall,' she commanded. She had to hurry. Senator Padmé would regain her consciousness any second now. The Jedi did as they were told, they laid their lightsabers on the ground, walked to the wall and looked at it.
'Please,' the Jedi murmured. But Kallisea did not care. She completely turned his head from the left shoulders all the way over the right shoulder and on. A crack. and than nothing. The dead body fell on the floor. She had killed him. For a moment she felt nauseous, but she knew she had to go on. She took the lightsabers from the ground. Standing straight was difficult and her head was aching like it would explode, but she had to go on. The first two Jedi she killed by surprise. The third turned around and scratched her left arm, he had a second ligthsaber hidden under his cloak. But it only made her angrier and she cut his head off. Than an odd silence fell. She looked around. What had she done? She had killed Jedi and wounded a senator. They had to die! No, the did not had to die. She could have done it different, right? No! Of course not! Yes, she could have. But she choose to do it like that. But why? Did she want to prove herself to someone? To who? Everyone here was dead or unconscious. Her head ached. Her hand ached. The world was spinning. Kallisea took deep breaths and pressed her hands against her head. Pain is temporary. Certainly if it leads to death!
'Kallisea,' a confused, familiar voice brought her back. Anakin! Anakin stood in the beginning of the hall way, before the corner, only a few feet away. But he was not happy to see her. At first he looked shocked. Looking at the dead Jedi around her. When he was the body of Padmé. Motionless. With a small puddle of blood coming from the head. He got angry. His eyes looked wild at her, angry. Anger, is a thing that made men into beasts. She could tell.
'You killed her,' he hissed.
'No, she's not dead,' Kallisea said. But senator Padmé had been unconscious a pretty long time now. Had she accidentally killed her too?
'She's not dead,' Kallisea said again, mostly to convince herself.
'She's dead and you killed her,' Anakin said. Kallisea heard in his voice that he was mad. Furious. Dangerous. He slowly walked towards her.
'She's not dead, Ani,' she said while she backed off.
'How could you-'
'I didn't mean to-'
'I love her-'
'I didn't want to-'
'She told me she loved me-'
'Ani please-'
'And I love her,' he looked at her. Anakin now stood next to the body of senator Padmé, only separated by the glass. Kallisea stood at the end of the hallway, by the corner.
'I didn't…'she could only say. Her back was against the wall. Blood was seeping down her forehead and her arm. But she did not feel pain.
'How could you!' Anakin suddenly yelled. A tear fell down his cheek. Still, Kallisea did not dare to come any closer.
'I loved her, Kallisea! Do you even understand that! I loved her!'
'No! Shut up! She's dead! You killed her!' he hit his hand against the glass and slowly sat down against it.
'I need you, Padmé,' Anakin softly cried to the glass.
'Ani-' Kallisea said softly, still not daring to come closer. He turned his head and looked at her.
'Go away,' he hissed, 'I hate you.'
'Ani-' she tried again.
'I hate you,' he said, louder this time, 'You killed the only thing that mattered in my life!'
'Ani, it was an accident,' she tried, once more.
'You don't make accidents, ever,' he yelled.
'I-'
'I hate you!' he now yelled, 'I wish I had never met you!'
Kallisea could not say another thing and ran away. Anakin was right. Just like master Windu and master Yoda and all the other masters. She was a monster. She did not belong here. She had to go. She had to find the truth. She had to find the reality. No matter what how high the cost was. She had already lost everything. She would find the truth. She would know it. And she would kill anyone who would dare to stop her.
But what after it? Kallisea stopped and hit in a dark corner. She had to stop. Her head and arm were aching. Everything was spinning around and she fell horribly nauseous. What if she had found the truth? What should she do after it? What could she do? She had to life. Life on after what she did. Could she do that? Why would she? Was there still reason to life? Was there, but one reason for her to stay alive? What if there was no 'truth'? What if the Jedi had been honest about that? What if this was realitly?
Kallisea got a cramped feeling. Fresh air. She needed fresh air. She stood up and walked outside. Into the garden. It was raining. The Jedi Temple. She was still in the Jedi Temple. The rain washed her blood away and cooled her down a bit. She had made a decision, it was now perfectly clear to her. She knew what to do.
-I don't anything of Star Wars, I just like it and want to write my own fanfiction about it-