A/N: Yup, here's chapter two. Hope ya'll like it! Please R & R !
Jaina watched, horrified, as her best friend jumped in front of her, catching the ion blast full in the chest. As he fell to the ground, he smiled and his final thought filled her mind. I love you Jaina. A sob tore from her chest as she leaped forward. Above her, an explosion filled the air and the previously hidden ship now flickered into sight. Jaina hovered protectively over Zekk's limp form as sparks and bits of metal showered down upon them. The lightsaber had obviously hit its mark. As Jaina stared down at her friend, a strange calm filled her and she stood, determined that the ship that had ended Zekk's life would not make its escape.
Thoughts of Zekk filled her as she reached out with the force, thoughts of him laughing, smiling, talking. Living. The mysterious ship froze, locked in Jaina's invisible grip. Filled as she was with the Force, disabling the shuttle's mechanisms was easy and the ship was soon solidly anchored to the planet's shifty soil with a heavy hand of power. Once the enemy was secured, Jaina turned her attentions to the limp form beside her.
Dropping beside Zekk, Jaina frantically looked for the communicator only to realize that Zekk had been wearing it last, clipped on the front of his vest. Giving up on the communicator, she searched for signs of life from Zekk, but in vain. Refusing to give up, Jaina closed her eyes and sent a wave of the Force through Zekk. Jaina shivered as she coursed through Zekk's cold body. There was nothing left, no warmth, no pulse, no..... Jaina froze. There was something left, a frail whisper of what was once Zekk. Jaina then did what was considered by many powerful to be impossible. With small tendrils of the Force, she grasped the fading ghost and held on tight.
But he was slipping; she could feel it. Tears coursing down her cheeks, the realization that she might be facing a life without Zekk hit her full force and she broke down, large sobs racking her body. For without Zekk, life would be empty. But Jaina wouldn't have survived this long if she always gave up in the face of overwhelming odds. Wiping away her tears, Jaina straightened. As long as there was a part of Zekk left, she would save him. Help me Jacen, she thought, sending her message across the galaxy. Taking a firmer grasp on Zekk's spirit, Jaina took a deep breath and began to pour her life force into Zekk.
Five hours later, Zekk stirred. Too deep in concentration to notice, Jaina pressed on. The flow of power continued, and if it was thinner than it had been when she started, it was still steady. Jaina lurched forward, her body growing weak as her own life began to dim. She shook her head to clear the blackness, making sure that the link was still stable. With another shake of the head, Jaina blinked her eyes and rubbed her temples. She was getting tired. No longer able to keep her head up, she slumped down beside Zekk. Jacen she thought silently as blackness engulfed her. Where are you?
Jaina watched, horrified, as her best friend jumped in front of her, catching the ion blast full in the chest. As he fell to the ground, he smiled and his final thought filled her mind. I love you Jaina. A sob tore from her chest as she leaped forward. Above her, an explosion filled the air and the previously hidden ship now flickered into sight. Jaina hovered protectively over Zekk's limp form as sparks and bits of metal showered down upon them. The lightsaber had obviously hit its mark. As Jaina stared down at her friend, a strange calm filled her and she stood, determined that the ship that had ended Zekk's life would not make its escape.
Thoughts of Zekk filled her as she reached out with the force, thoughts of him laughing, smiling, talking. Living. The mysterious ship froze, locked in Jaina's invisible grip. Filled as she was with the Force, disabling the shuttle's mechanisms was easy and the ship was soon solidly anchored to the planet's shifty soil with a heavy hand of power. Once the enemy was secured, Jaina turned her attentions to the limp form beside her.
Dropping beside Zekk, Jaina frantically looked for the communicator only to realize that Zekk had been wearing it last, clipped on the front of his vest. Giving up on the communicator, she searched for signs of life from Zekk, but in vain. Refusing to give up, Jaina closed her eyes and sent a wave of the Force through Zekk. Jaina shivered as she coursed through Zekk's cold body. There was nothing left, no warmth, no pulse, no..... Jaina froze. There was something left, a frail whisper of what was once Zekk. Jaina then did what was considered by many powerful to be impossible. With small tendrils of the Force, she grasped the fading ghost and held on tight.
But he was slipping; she could feel it. Tears coursing down her cheeks, the realization that she might be facing a life without Zekk hit her full force and she broke down, large sobs racking her body. For without Zekk, life would be empty. But Jaina wouldn't have survived this long if she always gave up in the face of overwhelming odds. Wiping away her tears, Jaina straightened. As long as there was a part of Zekk left, she would save him. Help me Jacen, she thought, sending her message across the galaxy. Taking a firmer grasp on Zekk's spirit, Jaina took a deep breath and began to pour her life force into Zekk.
Five hours later, Zekk stirred. Too deep in concentration to notice, Jaina pressed on. The flow of power continued, and if it was thinner than it had been when she started, it was still steady. Jaina lurched forward, her body growing weak as her own life began to dim. She shook her head to clear the blackness, making sure that the link was still stable. With another shake of the head, Jaina blinked her eyes and rubbed her temples. She was getting tired. No longer able to keep her head up, she slumped down beside Zekk. Jacen she thought silently as blackness engulfed her. Where are you?