Life Through Nemoidian Eyes
A/N: Hey everyone: Diaboromon's Tamer bringing you an update, originally I was planning on adding additions chapters to this Fanfiction. I have decide to scrap it and leave this as it's own. I'm afraid that making a novel would probably ruin this beautiful chapter.
I may write a separate one shot; where Darth Moonfox meets Gunray and a songfic.
Disclaimer: Both Nute Gunray and Rune Haako are own by George Lucas.
A spirit of an Nemoidian kneeds in front of his grave, he sees an image of himself craved into the stone. Forever frozen in time, as he remnisce about days that have long since past. He notices a ring of Tiger Lilies, neatly placed around the base. On top of the flowers, a black powdery substance sprinkled to male a trianle inside of a circle, resembling an Neimoidian beetle.
He grab a handful of the dark dust, he knew in his scarred heart who this belongs to. Taking a deep breath and exhaling it through his lips, trying to calm his body from the racks of sorrow that almost consumed him.
A distant memory appeared in the back of his mind.
A Neimoidian clad in a dark purple cloak baring a long scar, a grim reminder of what took place on Mustar all those years ago.
The lone survivor carries a cold and lifeless broken body; another member of his species. Cradling his brother close to his chest.
He has come back home, hoping to have his advisor, who had serve him so loyal by his side to the very end. Be given a proper burial, only to be told that he was far too gone fpr that to happen.
In order for his advisor to truly be at rest, his body had to be burn.
Knowing that someday he would be reunited with him again on rhe other side.
After coming back to his senses, he tilted his head to the misty skies of his homeworld. He said softly.
"Rune, I hope you are at peace. Don't worry, I will be with you very soon."