(Keisa's View)
(One Day Later)
(Stolen Ship; Master Bedroom's Bed)
Starkiller Base. The only place I called home. The place that my memories, my favorite, cherished memories took place, is gone. Destroyed by the Resistance. The chances of this couldn't have been slimmer, but it happened. My hatred for them has grown more than ever. Father told me, years ago, that they were the filth of the galaxy and we needed to destroy them to bring peace to the galaxy. I always questioned this however. He never told me what they did to the First Order, but now it all makes sense. They hate us, the First Order, and they will be destroyed for all the sheer arrogance they possess.
Right now, I'm relaxing, or trying to at least, on the master bed in the master bedroom of the stolen YT-1300, the same model of ship as the Millennium Falcon, trying to wrap my mind around the act of the Resistance and the how slim the chances were to destroy Starkiller Base and how exactly the Resistance did so. As I "relax", a dim light soon comes from behind. I reluctantly turn around, only to find the person, the man that I called Father with his back to me. I inhale a small gasp, which grabs his attention. I sit up while he spins around. His eyes widen as if he's seen an angel. "Keisa? Is that really you?" He whispers, backing up when I hop off the bed. I frown, a bit disappointed that he doesn't recognize me. "Yeah. It is. Don't you recognize me?" I ask. He runs his hand through his smooth, freshly washed hair, glistening in the light. "I do recognize you Keisa. Those eyes especially...but you're so much older. Guess wherever you went had a faster orbit than Starkiller Base." He whispers, still in awe. I scoff. "Damn right. Three times as fast." I scowl, tears forming my eyes. I don't know why I'm about to cry though, but the tears are forming quickly, too quickly for my taste. Father then says something that blows a fuse with me. "I missed you Keisa, and I still do."
"THEN WHY?!" I boom out, tears flying off my face. "WHY DID YOU NOT COME FOR ME?! WHY DID YOU LEAVE ME TO ROT ON DANDORAN!?" I scream, trying to Force Choke him from the room. Father, to my surprise, takes a step back and raises an eyebrow with a slight gape. "You...you wanted that, didn't you? After you left me for all I did?" He asks, clueless about the incident with Snoke and his red guards. My anger rises even faster. I clench my fists, pain rippling through them, but I didn't care. Father doesn't remember, and I'm pissed. "SNOKE SEPARATED US! FATHER HE HATES ME AND YOU KNOW IT!"
"Keisa, Snoke doesn't hate you. But he didn't separate us. He told me-." He begins, but I scream, scream as if my life depended on it before screaming more words. "HE LIED! HE LIED TO YOU ABOUT ME! ABOUT ALL OF IT!" I scream, turning my back to him, clenching my jaw, tears tinkling onto the metal floor. Father's glowing hand soon touches, but runs through my shoulder as he tries to place his hand on my shoulder. I summon my lightsabers and unsheathe it, pointing to his throat. Father shakes his head, a quivering lip on his face, tears forming and streaming down his face. "Keisa...I'm sorry…I should have known better…"
"I agree! You're a foolish, weak son a bitch! That's all you are! Letting the Resistance destroy our home! Letting me rot on Dandoran without a care in the world! You could of saved me, but no. You didn't want to save me all because you didn't want to DIE from Snoke!" I scream with only a partial amount of my powerful voice left. Father, at that moment, with tears of guilt falling down his face, booms out, not being able to take his own daughter's insults no longer. "YOU'RE WRONG KEISA! ALL THOSE WORDS WERE WRONG!"
"THEN TELL ME FATHER! TELL ME WHY!" I scream back before wheezing for air while my body shakes vigorously. "I LEFT YOU THERE SINCE I THOUGHT THAT'S WHAT YOU WANTED! I ONLY WANTED TO MAKE YOU HAPPY! KEISA, I LOVE YOU! I GIVE A DAMN ABOUT YOU! " He shouts, tears flying off his face. He soon begins to shake like me. I, at the end of his sentence, gasp. A wave of pure guilt runs through my veins. After all I said to him today and after all I thought about him abandoning me, all he truly wanted is me to be happy. With my jaw unclenching, I crumble onto my knees, sobbing uncontrollably. Father kneels to me. "Keisa...can you answer a question for me?" He asks calmly. I lift my head to him, confused at the sudden offer. "S-Sure. What is it?" I ask him, concerned about the question. He sighs. "Am I really a son of a bitch? After all I did, it seems like it to me."
"Yeah...you are a son of a bitch Father." I whisper, pushing myself up to my feet. Father's eyes widen, especially when I begin to smile. "But not to me."