NIGHTMARES PART TWO
Later that day, the three Master/Padawan teams were on their way to Escobar. After dinner, each Master took his or her Padawan to a separate part of the ship to do some training.
Master Lena sat Kyrana down in the Master's Quarters. "Kyrana I know this dream has been troubling you so I thought maybe we should meditate on it together."
Kyrana shook her head. "Master, I do not want to sound disrespectful but I'd rather not. It's just a silly dream. Please, don't concern yourself about it."
Lena eyed her Padawan in concern. The girl looked tired, nearly exhausted. Despite what she said, Lena knew the dream was troubling Kyrana more than she let on. Some Jedi were prone to prophetic dreams and in the past Kyrana had demonstrated some talent in the area. But the future wasn't set in stone and dreams were not always going to happen. Nevertheless, if the dream Kyrana was having was prophetic, and it was troubling her, Lena resolved to help her Padawan control the dreams, a task that was difficult but not impossible.
"I cannot force you to tell me Kyrana but I do want to help you. Now, tonight when you go to sleep you must relax. Meditate if you think it would help. Then, when you are completely relaxed, start telling yourself what to dream," Lena instructed.
"What to dream?" Kyrana asked, now paying attention to what her Master said. She had been watching her Master's tail gently swishing around. Kyrana shifted her green eyes to meet her Master's dark gaze. "You mean, I could tell myself to dream of...of ice cream? Mountains and mountains of ice cream?"
Lena laughed. "Yes Padawan, anything at all."
Kyrana grinned. "Ice cream it is then!"
Afterwards, the pair found space in the cargo hold to spar for a while. Lena wore her Padawan out by making the girl execute complicated lightsaber techniques and various acrobatic tumbles that were meant for Padawan's at a slightly older age. Kyrana handled the new moves well and at one point Master Lena found herself on the defensive, parrying her Padawan's forceful blows. But the workout had taken its toll and soon enough Kyrana was lying on her back, trying to catch her breath.
"OK then Padawan, shower then bed alright? We've got a mission starting tomorrow and I want you to be rested and fresh, understood?" Lena said.
"Yes Master," Kyrana replied. Then with a grin she added: "Ice cream Master. Lot's of ice cream."
Lena gave her Padawan a smile. "Good night Kyrana, sleep well."
"You too Master."
***
The darkness descended on her. The cold tingled through her bones.
"Master, what...?" Kyrana spun around, sensing something amiss in the Force. Master Lena wasn't behind her. "Master? Master where are you? MASTER!"
"Kyrana? Kyrana help me! Oh Force! Padawan, help me!"
A light suddenly blinded Kyrana. When her eyes adjusted, she saw her Master strapped down to a bed, a dark figure standing over her, blood red lightsaber in its hand.
Kyrana gasped and tried to run forward, but she was grabbed from behind. A dark figure grabbed her head and turned it so she was facing her Master again. The dark figure brought the lightsaber down, tabbing Lena through the chest.
"NOOOO!!!" Kyrana screamed.
Her attacker spun her around. "You will turn to the Darkside or be destroyed."
More lights came on, bathing the figures of Tirana, Calie and Master's Maleva and Jaffaren. All were subject to horrendous torture.
"Turn or watch all that you treasure be destroyed..."
***
"NOOO! Master! Please no..."
Twisting and turning in bed Kyrana desperately tried to get rid of the horrible images, floods of tears sprung down her cheeks. //This can't be happening! Not again!//
The nightmares were so real, so frightening and it seemed they were never to let go... She knew they were some kind of warning to what was going to happen, like a vision of the future but how the force was she ever going to stop it? She dried her tears and composed herself.
// Good thing that us Padawans got to have our own quarters // she silently thought as she looked over to where Calie and Tirana slept peacefully. //I wouldn't want to worry my Master.//
Soon it would be morning and they would finally arrive on Escobar. Kyrana didn't know so much about the planet. The two species that ruled there, the Escubians and the Melvisians, were both stubborn and greedy and seemed to know very little when it came to human rights. Violence and rape, among many other things had been quite common so it hadn't taken long before the people started standing up for their rights and soon massive riots occurred , ending up in a civil war. If there was something that Kyrana didn't like it was to try and peace negotiate when it involved situations like this. Though to negotiate wasn't the only reason to why they had been sent by the council, for some crazy reason the planet had suddenly lost all contact with the Republic and refused to have anything to do with them. The newly selected Chancellor Valorum therefore turned to the Jedi to help him in this matter. After the civil war everything on the planet had turned into complete chaos. Women and children were abducted, food supplies had lessened to a minimum and people were dying due to the small amount of medicine and Bacta.
Kyrana frowned to herself. No, this mission wasn't going to be easy , not at all. //And not if I keep on having these nightmares...//
With a tear stained face she got up. //No reason to keep on sleeping was there?//
The chrono on the wall showed 5.45 A.M so she decided to take a hot shower, letting the warm water wash off all her worries and probably the horrible images still clinged into her mind, not wanting to let go .
// Calie and Tirana will probably sleep for a couple more hours so I don't think they would mind me being awake so early. They wouldn't even wake up if a wookie roared in there ears // She smiled sadly as she stepped into the shower , letting it wash of all her troubles...all except the painful ones...
***
Escobar was only an hour away as Maleva, Jaffaren and Lena walked into their Padawans' quarters, sensing only Kyrana's calm, yet somewhat disturbed presence. Lena turned to her Padawan Kyrana, "Where are the others?"
Kyrana, who were still drying her hair turned to the 3 masters. "Ohh, I think they are still sleeping."
"They what!!???" Maleva and Jaffaren burst out as they tried to sense the presence of the 2 sleeping Padawans. Maleva made a small grin
'Too much sleep, a Jedi does not crave,' Maleva thought of Master Yoda's teachings. 'Teach those to a lesson we must.' She glanced at Jaffaren who got the message...
***
Maleva walked into the Padawan Quarters, closely followed by Jaffaran, Lena and Kyrana. Kyrana and Lena hung back by the door, amused expressions on their faces. The other two Master's tiptoed to their Padawan's side, buckets of ice cold water held in their hands.
//Guess there are some benefits of waking up incredibly early// Kyrana Force spoke to her Master. There was a smirk on the young red head's lips.
Lena shared the smirk. //Indeed there are Padawan, as your friends are about to find out.//
Maleva and Jaffaren nodded at each other and then tipped the water over the two slumbering girls.
Both Tirana and Calie let out loud squeals and bolted out of bed, shivering. "Master!" they both cried simultaneously.
By now all three Master's and Kyrana were laughing so hard they couldn't speak. Tirana and Calie shared a scheming look. "We'll get them back." They both promised.
Still laughing, the others left the room. "Breakfast is ready girls!" Maleva called.
"Better hurry!" Jaffaren added. "The early Padawan catches the lightsaber!"
"What?" Tirana and Kyrana both asked Calie.
Calie shrugged. "It's one of his sayings."
TBC...
