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Chapter 15: Warning
Meditation. It was an old Jedi trait. Something that ran in the Skywalker/Organa-Solo family. Something that one had to have patience on. Patience. It was something Elle had tried to combat her entire life. Be patient. Things will come. In the end she always ended up being disappointed, making her really easily susceptible to the dark side.
She remembered it was the one thing her Uncle Luke had tried to instill within her. Patience was never her strong suit. Neither was holding her feelings at arms length. Her mom did say that she could search through her feelings and find out where they led her. But she always ended up in an emotional distress.
Always.
Like now.
Where she found herself teetering between light and dark, between calm and chaos, between peace and violence. So much violence. So many screams, as if they'd been blown to oblivion in a million pieces, like a broken star.
Elle inhaled sharply and pulled herself out of the echoes of million souls dying. She looked around her surroundings and found herself just outside the base on D'Qar.
She ran a hand over her forehead at the prickly sensation left over from her dream. Nightmare. Possibly a vision.
"What did you see?" her mother asked her, standing right beside her, overseeing her training.
"D'Qar. Shattered to a million pieces, including us," Elle replied, glancing up at her mother. "Just like Hosnian Prime."
Her mother gave her a grave look, and Elle bit her bottom lip worriedly.
"You were supposed to shield yourself from your brother's invasions, Elle," her mother scolded her.
"I know," Elle grimaced. "I know. But...we need to evacuate now. I won't stand here and do nothing. I won't let thousands of people die like I did last time."
"That wasn't you," her mother reminded her.
Elle looked down. "They'll come. He will come."
"Unless you can try to get through to him?" her mother asked hopefully.
Elle shook her head. "I've tried. He's blocked me out too. This is the only warning I've gotten from him. And, I don't think he'll back down anytime soon. He will try to take down the past, Mom. That was starting with Dad. Now, you and Uncle Luke are on that hit list."
"Then you're in charge of protecting it," her mother instructed her.
Elle's lips dropped slightly ajar. "What?"
Her mother took her daughter's hand and placed it on top of Elle's heart enclosing it with her own. She felt warmth, and love.
She smiled warmly at her and ran through Elle's dark hair that framed her oval shaped face. "My past knowledge will be transferred to you, and you will protect it."
"I'm not ready," Elle whispered. "I still think about Dad...and what I could've done to help, a-and..."
"Shh. Elle," Leia calmed her troubling daughter. "That's exactly why. You're a perfect blend of light and dark. You're heart is in the right place now. It will be okay, Elle. I promise."
Elle nodded, trusting her mother that she was right. It'd be okay. They would get out of this, somehow... if it was the last thing Elle did.
~*TLJ*~