My heart beat loudly in my ears as I tried to maintain my composure while walking through the streets. I was scared, confused, and worst of all, alone. I had no one to turn to for help. Nowhere to go. I needed to find transportation to, well, anywhere else. I should've taken some credits while I was in that disgusting apartment.

On second thought, the less stuff I touched in there, the better. I still didn't understand. How was I able to do those things? I saw the horrific things those men had done to the poor girls. I could feel that Anzat's pain as he died. Hell, I even pushed that Twi'lek across a whole room! I was so lost in my thoughts, I bumped into someone.

"Oh, I'm sorry." I muttered as I brushed past, keeping my head down. They looked at me for a second before turning around and walking away. I huffed out a breath. Maybe I could find someone to take me somewhere in exchange for work.

Who was I kidding? I didn't know where to go. I didn't even know who I was. I wanted to scream. I turned down an alley and walked a ways till I thought I was by myself before kicking a trash receptacle and letting out a frustrated groan. I kept walking down the back alleys, not really sure of where I was going.

I stopped for a moment, trying to think back on the last thing I could before waking up. Except it was blank. My first memory is of me killing a man. Tears welled and I continued down the alley, crying silently.

A familiar feeling washed over me. I picked my head up and looked around ahead of me. Just more alleyways. I turned back and tried my best to get back to the main vendor areas. I tried to snuff my sniffles as I kept walking with the flow of the crowd. I don't know what I felt that told me to look, but when I looked over my shoulder to see two men talking with the man I just bumped into, my heart skipped a beat. And it wasn't the giddy kind. My breath caught in my throat when I caught sight of their belts. Lightsabers. They were Jedi. I turned back around and picked up my pace, trying not to look too rushed in a crowd full of shady people.

More questions raced through my mind. Why were Jedi here? They were talking to the man I bumped into. That can't be a coincidence. They were after me. Why me? Because I killed a man. I brought a hand up and held my cloak tighter to my chest. Not my cloak. It belonged to the man I killed. I had to find somewhere to hide. I glanced down an alley and decided it would do. Walking even faster, the tears in my eyes threatened to spill.

Of all the criminals here, why did they care about one girl, who was just trying to defend herself no less? I glanced over my shoulder to check and see if they were still behind me. When I didn't see them, I let out a small sniffle and looked back to find myself at a dead end. There was a small gap between two buildings, but it was a tight fit. I turned back around only to be met by the two Jedi. I let out a small gasp and backpedaled.

The younger, dark haired boy looked so happy. The older one seemed relieved. Me? I was terrified. I couldn't fight two Jedi. Who was I kidding? I couldn't fight one. A tear ran down my cheek as I quickly tried to explain.

"I-I didn't mean to! I didn't mean to kill him! He just came at me and before I knew what had happened I flipped him over and the broken leg table was there. I'm so sorry!" I rushed, taking another step back. More tears quickly followed the first. As I tried to tell them what I'd done, their faces morphed from happiness to utter confusion. The dark haired one even looked concerned.

"It's okay. We know. We know it was an accident." The young boy said. He looked about my age. "But, we're gonna get you out of here, okay? Get you home." My eyes widened. The Anzat had said similar things. But these men were Jedi. Surely they wouldn't try to hurt me, right? Fear washed over me. I couldn't trust anyone. "Hey-" He cut himself off when I bolted.

I squeezed between the buildings. Luckily, they couldn't fit. I could hear them shouting, but the pounding in my ears blocked everything else out. They'd have to go up and way around to get to this side. I ran through more and more alleys, my cloak flying around behind me. I found a sewer grate and quickly blanched at the horrible smell. But I had to. I pulled the grate off and had to bend down slightly to fit. I put a hand over my nose and mouth as I followed the tunnels. I heard shuffling and talking farther back in the tunnel. How did they already find me? I had to hurry. I finally came to another grate. I kicked it off, but quickly fell back and grabbed onto the wall. It was a giant drop off. I couldn't see the bottom. I quickly swallowed the lump in my throat and started climbing.

"Kemara!" I heard a voice call through the sewers. I paused. A name. He was referring to me, I think. Was that my name? Fear overruled my curiosity. They could be making it up. Trying to get me to stop running. I couldn't. I didn't want to accidentally hurt anyone else. I just wanted to be left alone. I needed to figure everything out. I noticed a transport coming. Several hundred meters below, that is. My gut told me to do the craziest thing. Jump.

The free fall was exhilarating. And the landing was as smooth as a nice astromech droid. I don't know how I did it, but I looked back to see the Jedi staring at me from the sewer grate. I felt the hurt wash off the younger one. The older one was concerned. I turned back to the ride. I had no idea where I was going.

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The ride didn't last too long, just a couple of hours, but it got me a long ways away from that other sector so I didn't mind one bit. When the transport came to a stop, I slid off the back, careful not to let anyone see. Then, acting as if I had been on the transport, I walked into the sector with everyone else. There were people lined up along the sides with their speeders, advertising their taxi services for sale.

The further I went into the sector, the shadier it got. Whew, and I thought the other sector was rough. I looked down an alley to see a Twi'lek holding a knife to a Zabrak's throat. The Zabrak was begging for his life. It made me think back to what I had done. He didn't even have a chance to beg for his life. I was criminal. Maybe Nar Shaddaa is where I belong now.

"Back so soon, eh?" A voice brought me out of my thoughts and stopped my walking. I turned to face a Nautolan who had a sly grin on his face. I felt uneasy, but he asked if I was back. Maybe he knew something that I did before I woke up. But what if he just wanted to hurt me like everyone else? Not surprising, considering where in the galaxy I was. "I didn't think you'd remember me. You were pretty out of it. Your friend was basically dragging you along with him." My eyebrows furrowed.

"I was with someone?"

"Oh, yeah. You were pretty grumpy about it too, but way too drunk to do anything other than trip and stumble along behind him. You kept trying to pull away from him and, ah, telling him to go away in a not so nice way."

"Sorry, I have lots of people I go out with from time to time. Could you describe him for me?" I feigned ditziness.

"Oh yeah, real dark robes. Brown hair, dark eyes. Pretty pale skin. Oh, and I think he had one of those laser sword things, although I didn't get a great look at it. He was wearing a cloak, which I thought was weird since you guys were bar hopping. At least, that's what he said. You really couldn't talk much, HAH!" His laugh startled me.

"Do you know where he- ah, we, went after you saw us?"

"Sure I do! I took you there! Hah!" He certainly was an energetic fellow. "I could take you there, for a price, that is. It's quite the walk." I sighed.

"I don't have any credits, sorry. If you could just tell me where it is, I'll find my way." He sighed, knowing he wasn't going to get any money out of me.

"Yeah, sure, it's a few kilometers down this way." He informed me, pointing down the street. "I don't know exactly which apartment, the complex's name was Setting Suns."

"Thank you, I really appreciate it." I turned to leave but a thought popped into my head. "Oh, and the people that talk to you next, the ones asking for me, they'll have plenty of credits for your help." I called back as I walked away. I couldn't see it, but I knew excitement bubbled up in him. I let out out a sigh as I began my wandering, no idea where this Setting Suns apartment could be. Or what it would hold.

More questions than answers. Who was the man I was with? Why did he leave me out on that street alone? Was he a Jedi? I thought Jedi were supposed to help people, not leave them unconscious in an alleyway on one of the most disgusting planets in the galaxy. I scoffed. Obviously those Jedi that were following me wanted me caught. But I didn't understand. They acted like they knew me. Did they? Had we crossed paths before? I wasn't sure I wanted to know.

The walk was a half an hour before I found the complex. Now how was I supposed to figure out which apartment? I bit my lower lip as I slowly walked into the alley of doors. Nothing stuck out at me. Everything looked the same. No recognition anywhere. I clenched my fists again and groaned internally.

I was about to turn around and leave when I saw a door further down. I don't know why or how, but I knew it was the one. Like, I was drawn to it. I looked around cautiously before slowly walking over to it. Taking a deep breath, I pressed the open button. It slid right open. No lock? Weird. I stepped in and felt the wall for a light switch. I had passed the threshold entirely so the door slid shut behind me. Finding the switch, I flicked the lights on. My hand flew to my mouth, trying to keep the scream in.

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