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What Came to Pass: Part VI

Mik sprinted through the long field the rain splintering his face as he ran.  Lightening cracked over his head and the Master put on an extra burst of speed. He had to get to Zae-Non.  The rain poured down harder and thunder roared above threw the cold afternoon. 

Stumbling into the small cabin warmth met Mik. As well as something else…

A weak Force signature.

The Master raced into the small room to his left and looked in on the site. Zae-Non sat in front of the roaring fire wrapped in numerous thermal blankets.  She looked up at him tears in her eyes.

"Mik," She said weakly. "I don't feel good."

The Master bent down next to the five year old and wiped a tear from her cheek.  She leaned onto him shivering, even under all the blankets.  He took his hand and placed it lightly on her forehead.  It was hot against his cold wet hand.

"Force Z." He whispered. "You are hotter than before." Worry crept into his voice. "We need to get you to the medical building."

The girl stared blankly up at him. "I'm tired." She pulled away and laid down onto the cold hard wood floor.

Mik stood up with a sigh. "I know Z, but please stay awake. I do not know what you have."  He stared down at the dark brown eyes slowly vanishing behind the girl's heavy eyelids. He raced back over to her and shook the five year old lightly. "Come one Z. Stay with me here."

No response.

"Z. Come on!"

When again the Master got no response he stood up and raced out of the cabin back out into the callous storm.  Pausing a second he held his hand over his eyes to protect them from the harsh winds.  Searching around the forest line Mik spotted what he was looking for a dash to the clump of trees.

He skidded to a halt and slipped slightly in the mud.  He peered up into one of the trees. "Showdow! Get down here!"

The Blood Carver leapt gracefully down out of the tree and landed in front of his friend. "Don't scare me like that Mik. You sound like someone is dieing."

"I do not have time for this right now. Look, Zae-non is sick."

"Again?"

"Yes, but this time she's worse than ever.  I need to get her medical attention immediately." Mik hesitated to go on, but thoughts of the girl sick back at the cabin lead him to continue. Worry mounted on his back. "We need to borrow your speeder. Now."

Showdow stared at him fear in his eyes. "If Ona found out…"

"I would not let her do anything to you." The Master promised his friend. "Please Showdow, I am begging you."

The carver nodded uncertainly. "I will meet you at the cabin."

Mik nodded his thanks and with the help of the Force he raced back to the cabin.  He gathered up Zae-non in his arms and went out onto the porch.

He let out a long worry filled sigh as Showdow's speeder zoomed towards the cabin from far in the distance. "Hang in there Z."

A small moan was his response from the five year old.

"Come on!" Showdow pulled up in front of the step and Mik leapt in.  Lightening dance across the sky as the two took off across the field towards the town. "What's the girl doing with you anyway?" the carver shouted over the thunder.

Mik brought the shivering girl in towards him. "Her parents went away for the week.  Left me to take care of her." He sighed. The rain felt like knives piercing at Mik as the speeder sped up it's pace. "She is only five years old. I do not see why they left her behind."

"She is five already?"  Showdow craned his neck to see over the shattered windshield of his rickety speeder. "Hold on we are almost there."

"To young for this." The girl shivered in the wet blankets. "If only Ona hadn't put that device into her system."

Nodding his friend grimaced. "That stupid thing could make any immune system practically useless."

The speeder stopped in front on the medical building and Mik leapt out.  He raced up the steps and flung the door open.  As he rushed in many heads turned to see who was coming so rashly.

The Master ran over to the nearest nurse and shook out his wet hair before talking. "She's sick." He said flatly. "I'm not sure with what though."

The nurse put her slender hand on the girl's cheek. "She is terribly hot."

"Thank you for pointing out the obvious." Mik said coolly. He looked down at Z as her breathing suddenly became raspy and chopped.

Worry now over came Mik as the nurse grabbed the girl ripped off the blankets covering her and ran down the hall in front of him.  He wanted so desperately to go after, but knew he would just get in the way. 

Bending down he picked up the soaking wet blankets on the floor and went over to an empty seat.  Sitting down heavily the Master didn't notice his friend walk in the door.

"Mik," Mik jumped as his name was called. "What is going on?" 

"I don't know. They just took her." Mik stared down at his feet.

Zae-Non was too young for this.  He closed his eyes thinking of the first time she had gotten sick when she was about two years old.  That's when he found out about the device Ona had put into her.  It weakened her immune system making her susceptible to almost any sickness.

Mik looked at his friend sitting next to him. "What are you doing here anyway? What if Ona finds out you're here."

Showdow shrugged. "I feel sorry for the girl.  Plus I just talked with Ona. She is not going to be back for a while yet."

The Master nodded and looked his friend over.  "Nice look. I think you should go with that drowned carver thing more often."

"Yea and you're so much better right?"

 Looking down the Master snorted at his site. He too was wet head to toe his hair hung down tangled up. "Ok ok point proven."

The two sat in silence for a little bit before Showdow sighed. "How much longer do you think you are going to be here? On planet I mean."

"It's impossible to tell.  I pray it won't be long, but my instincts tell me we have so much more time on this planet then I would like."

"And you Jedi always follow your instincts." The carver hissed. "I should have done that when mine told me Ona was nothing good to be around. Look where it has gotten me."

"You know I still don't blame you for keeping us here." Mik said.

"I know I know.  You've repeated that countless times." Another sigh. "Still.  One thing I don't get is why you saved my life that first day."

"I didn't want you to become a crushed mess on the ground." Mik joked. "You don't have to understand. I don't let any one get killed if I can. Even if they are trying to kill me."

Red flushed the carver's skin. "Well I couldn't aim from the stupid ship cause of Ona's wonderful piloting anyway."

Mik stood up as the nurse from before came out from the hall.  His stomach knotted up at the expression on her face.

Her expression stayed she looked over to the carver before starting. "Are you a relative?"

Mik shook his head. "Not really.  I am watching her."

"Do you have any way to contact her parents?"

"Not that I know of…" Mik looked at the nurse's expression. As stayed as it seemed there was something in it. "Would you just tell me how Z is doing?" He asked beginning to loose his patients.

"Is Z her name?" the nurse asked a confused look on her face. "And how old is she?"

"No, it is Zae-Non. Sorry. She's five." Mik began to tap his foot. "Look what is wrong. I can tell that it is not good."

She shook her head. "No I am afraid it's not." She paused a minute in hesitation. "We have seen this sickness before, but only in adults.  This type of illness runs its course then the person should make a full recovery. But from this stage on the symptoms only get worse before better.  But since she is so young…"

Mik felt his muscles tense up. "What?" he asked crisply.

"We don't know if she can make it."

The Master felt his heart sink.  He put his hands on his head and sighed. Flopping his arms back down he looked at the nurse. "What is still to come and how long is this going to take to run its course?"

"I'm sorry I do not know those kind of details." She began to walk away. "You will have to ask the doctor when he comes out."

Mik sank heavily into a chair and leaned forward. He shook his head as he buried them in his hands. "Not now." He whispered. "Not when there is so much in the future."

A sense of loss swept over the green eyed Master.  The girl had so much life to live. She had not been at the Temple for more than a few days before being kidnapped. 

Mik looked up as a hand fell lightly on his shoulder.  Showdow looked at him with compassion in his eyes. Something rarely seen in a blood carver.

"It'll be ok." He said. Mik could tell the carver felt weird saying such encouraging things. "I have watched that girl as much as you have and I know she won't give up."

The Master felt a tear go down his cheek. "I know, but this is something that she cannot fight. She's so young. I could not help her that much, I mean I'm not good at Force healing at all."

The carver looked out threw the glass doors at the raging storm. "What did the nurse say she has?"

"She didn't say anything specific. Just that it is only going to get worse."  Mik leapt up as a doctor stopped in front of him. He waited for him to start.

"You are the one that brought…" he checked a piece of durasheet he was carrying. "Zae-Non here correct?"

Mik nodded in anticipation to the news to come.

"I'm doctor Tray." He held out a hand for Mik to shake. Mik didn't take it, but just stood there. "Well her temperature is very high, but when she arrived it was climbing. We have gotten it to stop, but we are not quite sure what exactly causes this sickness.  We have seen it before and it hasn't killed anyone yet. But considering Zae-Non is so young and we have only seen it in adults, we aren't sure of the affects on a child."

Mik sat back down in his seat hard. "What else is to come before she gets better?"

The doctor stared down at him gravely. "I will tell you as we walk to her room. It is best you see her now before we start running tests."

Mik nodded and stood. "I will be out in a little." He told Showdow before following the doctor down the long hall. "How long is this going to take?"

Tray looked at his notes once again. "Well most of the time a few weeks, but again we aren't sure what the affects are in a child. The next couple stages are going to be the worst for Zae-Non before any signs of recovery would appear. Normally what comes after the high fever is soar throat, coughing, but the fever makes everything seem worse for the patient. Then we normally see some hallucinating in adults. When they are asleep most of the time."

Mik groaned. "Poor Z. For a five year old that's going to be scary."

The Doctor nodded in agreement. "Now since we have never seen this illness in a child we would love for Zae-Non to stay here so we can observe the affects, but it is government policy we give you a choice on whether you would like to bring her home or not."

They stopped outside of a small room. "Is she up?" Mik asked.

"Yes." Tray opened the door and motioned for Mike to go in. "Talk to her and see if she wants to stay or go home. But understand if you leave we would like to have updates on her progress."

Nodding the Master went inside.  Zae-Non lay on a small bed underneath a bunch of dry thermal blankets. Her dark brown eyes lit up as he walked over.

"Mik." She said in a whisper. "I want to go home with you. You can take care of me."

Mik laughed softly. "That's what I am going to do, but Z I want you to understand that if anything gets worse than it's supposed to you are coming right back here."

The girl nodded. "Why do I always get sick?" she asked choking on a cough in her throat.

"Take it easy." Mik warned her.  He lowered his voice so Troy in the doorway would heard him. "That Z I will tell you another day.  Now I am going to go back out and contact the Temple while they run some tests OK?"

"But I want you to stay." Tears filled the girls eyes. "What if they hurt me."

"They won't hurt you Z. I promise. I will be back in a little to take you home OK?"

Zae-Non nodded. "Bye." She whispered.

"No not bye." He gave her an encouraging smile. "See you in a little."

The Master nodded to the doctor. "I will be back in thirty minutes."

"That will be plenty of time."

Mik walked down the hall in long strides.  When he reached where Showdow was sitting the carver jumped up.

"That was fast." His friend said slightly confused. "They kick you out or something?"

"No." He replied flatly. "I need to you your communication system."

Showdow hesitated. "I don't know if it'll work in this storm, but you can try. Who do you need to call?"

"I need to contact the Temple and tell them about this." Mik sighed. "You are parked in the alley right?" A brief nod and he flew out the doors. Knowing Showdow knew better than to follow. 

The rain bit at Mik as he ran down the alleyway on the side of the large medical building.  In the speeder he took out Shodow's com system and turned it on.

Plugging in the right calling coordinates he waited impatiently as the old unit searched.

*****

Mace waited patently as the transmission came through to him and his fellow Council members. 

Finally a hologram of Mik appeared before him sitting in his seat at the Council chambers.  The senior member nodded his head. "Master Slavon, what is this sudden appearance about?"

 Mik bowed slightly pulling his soaking wet cloak into him. "I am sorry being so abrupt, but I felt I should inform you that Zae-Non is incredibly sick." The Master wavered as a gust of wind swept down where he standing, nearly knocking him over.

"Mik would you like to contact us later?" The dark skinned Master suggested leaning forward in his seat. "It seems things there are not very favorable."

Mik rolled his eyes in sarcasm. "Well they aren't" He brought his cloak in tighter. "But something tells me I may not be able to contact you later."

Mace nodded. "Go on."

"Zae-Non has seemed to come down with a rare illness that only appears in adults. Well until now, but the doctors don't know what it may do to her.  I can tell they don't think she will survive this."

Mace rubbed his temples with his hands. The girl was only five. "Thank you for telling us this. Please contact us again as soon as you can. We are going to try and send another team out to you."

Fear shot over Mik's features "No Mace. I am sorry, but not until I can find a way for you to do so without Ona."

"But-"

"No," Mik sighed. "I will keep you posted as much as I can I-" The picture began to flicker. "She is going to-" "I'll try tomorr…" The transmission ended abruptly.

"Mik?" Mace said unneedily. "Mik?"  The master let out a sigh. "Well we can definitely say things on that subject are not going to well."

Yoda looked up at him from his seat and tapped his gimmer stick lightly on the floor. "Worse it will get, if another team send out we do."

"We understand this." Adi added. "But we cannot let this continue for much longer."

"Why do I get the feeling it is going to be a lot longer?" Mace asked flatly. "If Zae-Non dies we may loose Mik also. We know that Ona is very well capable of killing him or anyone.  And if she looses Z she won't have any reason not to kill Mik or anyone who is coming to get him."

"And Master Ketsew will not let anyone else go, but herself." Adi shook her head. "Whether we agree to it or not."

"We cannot let her out into the field with her back injury either." Plo Koon chimed in. "It greatly limits her ability to do many things at the moment."

Adi nodded in agreement. "We can not risk it."

"Final it is then." Yoda said gravely. "Stay there they must until another opportunity we see."

Mace stared blankly down at the floor. "We are not going to see them for a long while."

And that's it fer now… but I have come to a decision…

I am gunna stop posting here for a while on this story and keep it up at JC.  When I get a fair way into posting this story there I will resume them together. It will keep things a lot simpler and give me time to make the sequal even better. My last post will be on Sunday. Till Later~

Peace Out