A.N: Back from Mexico and coming back to D23 news and I'm just dead from too much awesome stuff! I mean, Coco is going to be so good and literally can't wait for Incredibles 2! And might I add… that Star Wars Hotel and the possibility of Hondo Ohnaka being in frikin Star Wars Land aHHHHSAHHah;ifgqipwegfp!

Eye of Sparta: I can assure you…. Yes… Wedge will get to meet Nitza.

Melissa: Yep, the Empire bit of her past I figured would be easy to miss and hard to remember but just like Nitza, it's coming back to us and we're getting to see how Nitza deals with it.

Alejandra: Yep, Nitza's a cutie when it comes to waiting, if she can wait as Bendu tells her.

Lynn Friedman Kinsey: Poor Nitza, yeah. Bendu's going to have a wild time with this question comes about in this chapter.

I don't own Star Wars, just Nitza.

Am I Bad

Bendu woke to the sound of scratching on walls. It was a familiar sound to him. He heard it a lot every once in a while, it comes and goes whenever Nitza was feeling like drawing.

Bendu opened his eyes to the mornings light and raised his head. He look up towards the leaflet just outside of Nitza's hollow. Standing up, he looked level with the leaf and picked into the hollow. He saw Nitza's back as she carved into the walls of her hollow with a sharp rock. Bendu thought she had run out of room to carve into the wall. But then again, the hollow was tall enough for her to stand inside even if the entrance was shorter.

Bendu asked, "What's new on your walls today?"

Nitza looked back and smiled. She then got on her knees and crawled out the hollow to say, "I made drawings of all the kinds of planets that are out there and—and other stuff like the letters of the alphabet. Letters, and letters and letters!"

"All that you have been learning so far?"

"Hmmhmmm, and I have a special place for all of it, yep, yep, yep!"

"I hope you have more room for your… future lessons."

"Um…" Nitza said, frowning. She sat down on the leaflet outside her hollow and said, "I don't know if I should go again. No, no, no…"

"You have been saying that for the past couple of days. What happened to the excitement?"

"It is exciting but…."

"But?"

Nitza didn't know if she should tell Bendu what was troubling her, but then she realized… Bendu would understand. She worried he would judge her, but how could he if he already knew where she had come from? Nitza said, "I remember my daddy…. He said he was doing good things, good, good thing because he was from something called Empire. But these strangers are part of this Rebellion thing. They are nice, very, very nice and sound like they go against bad people. But they go against bad things this Empire is doing."

"You're asking me if this Empire is truly bad or good? Is this Rebellion bad or good?"

Nitza shook her head. Sure that was another question but one that she would have to figure out in time just like Bendu had said. It was the strangers business after all. Nitza asked, "Was my daddy bad because he did things for the Empire?"

Bendu knew right away what she was getting at. She felt like a bad person herself. Bendu wanted to tell her right away that she wasn't a bad person. She never harmed a single creature and just wanted to learn what was around her. But Bendu knew that wasn't completely true. Anyone, no matter how good, was capable of doing bad. For instance, Nitza is kind and curious, but her nature makes her one to disobey. And he really couldn't answer her question about the Empire and the Rebellion, especially since he didn't know much about them to give her an answer. So he asked, "Do you remember your parents doing bad things?"

"I never thought them bad. No, no. My daddy never hurt anyone, not even my mom. We just moved around… I can't remember why…"

"Hmm, then perhaps they were not entirely bad."

"But not entir—ener- enir…. Not all good…." Nitza tried to say without stumbling.

Bendu tried to think of how to make Nitza feel better, but not going against his own ideals. Then he remembered and said with a smile, "It's possible he did not know he was doing bad, do you think?"

"I don't know…"

Bendu frowned. Beings seemed to always be upset at the idea of someone doing bad. Not that Bendu didn't understand, he did. But even if there was a way of balance, the bad always outweighed the good for beings. And Bendu couldn't' do anything about it, especially with Nitza. "Think about this…" Bendu added, "Does your father make you… you?"

"I…." Nitza raised an eyebrow. "Huh… I never thought that before… no, no, no…"

"Well there you go," Bendu finished, feeling a little accomplished for getting Nitza to stop thinking herself so badly.

Later that day, Nitza went to High Trees, seeing the Ghost back in its regular spot on the ground below the leaves of the coral mesa above. When she walked up to the Ghost, she saw no one at first, that is until she heard someone coming down the ladder structure inside the ship's man entrance room. He saw Nitza and said excited, "Kid, you're back!"

Nitza's eyes shifted back and forth nervously. So far, he was good to see her, so maybe everybody was still happy to see her… unless they found out? Zeb came up to her, down the ramp of the ship, and then kneeled down eye level with her. "You ran away so fast the other day, we didn't get a chance to say goodbye."

Nitza felt bad and stammered, "So-sorry."

"No, that's ok. Just wondering what got you running. Is everything ok?" Nitza held her hand behind her back, rolled on the balls of her ankles, and nodded while biting her lip. Zeb scratched his chin seeing something was off. He asked, "Does it have to do with those new boys who came in that day?"

Nitza didn't know how to answer. No, because she didn't know those boys. And yet, maybe yes, because they were from this Empire originally. Nitza could just say it, say it now. Tell them. Her father came from this Empire. Get this built up of guilt out of her…. But she couldn't. Why was it so hard. Nitza shrugged, giving Zeb that answer.

Seeing she wasn't ready to talk, Zeb stood up and said, "Ok, well, you came back. Looks like whatever it is it's not bothering you anymore. So, what do you want to do?"

At the sound of the question, Nitza quickly forgot about her troubles. She squealed, "Learn, learn, learn!"

"Ok, ok…" Zeb insisted as he held his hands out to motion her to calm down. Then he asked, "What do you want to learn?"

"More environments! More, more, more!

"Oh, great…" Zeb said, sarcastically.

A.N: Nitza, please, there's more to learn then just environments. She'll figure that out next chapter. So looks like Bendu managed to ease her worries, but not enough to talk about it with Zeb. Looks like it's only a matter of time. I'm KikaKatTIOI, peace out!