The Past Revealed: Chapter 4
A/N: Reaching closer to that goal so keep on reviewing, please.
Disclaimer: I don't own Star Wars, just my character.
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Same Place: Same Time as before
~Meghan's POV~
"What are you doing here?" I ask, surprised.
"I was sold from Tarkin right after you left, and this is who I was sold to, master." She says sadly, fearfully dropping her eyes again.
I wince at the title.
"Don't call me that, Meghan's fine." I say gently.
"I'd rather call you master, I was assigned to keep an eye on you, so you wouldn't try anything, master." She explains.
I'm lucky.
If it was anyone else.
I can't even think about it.
"Well, just around me, just call me sir, okay?"
She nods sadly, eyes still glued to the ground.
It takes everything I have to not hug the little girl.
I know it would scare her to death.
That's why I'm not going to do it.
"I won't tell anyone that you want to escape, you helped me a lot when I first became a slave, I'm paying back the favor, sir."
It breaks my heart at these words.
I know, probably as much as I wanted it when I was a slave.
Is the desire of freedom.
I'm going to do something about it.
"I'll bring you along," I say, wondering how in the galaxy I'm going to do it, but I'll find a way somehow.
Her face lights up, and she looks at me briefly before dropping her head down again.
"Thank you! I can even help you, get the things that you need sir." She offers sounding excited.
I chew my lower lip, thinking.
"Well, I need some sort of ladder or something like that to get to my X- Wing, so I can get out of here," I say, slipping my comlink back into my fake heel, and sliding the heel into place with my back yet again to the cameras.
"I can find a ladder easily! They keep it in the maintenance shed." She says.
"How tall is it?" I ask, wondering if it's tall enough to reach the nine- meter tall top.
"I don't know, I can't count," she says sadly.
I mentally kick myself for forgetting about slaves not getting any education.
"Don't worry about it, when the time comes, if it's too short, I can boost you up, and pull myself the rest of the way." I say.
"Okay, what else do you need?" She asks with the enthusiasm only an estimated ten-year-old can make.
Slowly and quietly that night we make plans.
For both of us to escape.
One from a family she always dreamed to meet.
And one to freedom.
Finally, exhausted, I stretch out on my bed after Callista leaves two hours later and fall asleep.
I dream a very strange dream.
~Dream Sequence~
First part.
I stand at the edge of farm-like place.
"The Force is very powerful, it even has the power to brainwash."
A voice whispers, sounding like Luke.
"MOMMY!"
I watch as a child gets ripped from her parents.
I close my eyes.
I can't watch this.
"MEGHAN!"
I snap my eyes open at the sound of my name being called.
"The Force is very powerful, it even has the power to brainwash."
I watch helplessly as I get dragged away from my parents to a shuttle different than mine.
Along with Darth Vader behind.
So that's what happened.
"The Force is very powerful, it even has the power to brainwash."
Second part
I'm standing in the ballroom.
The one I was a few hours ago.
"The Force is very powerful, it even has the power to brainwash."
I wonder why that voice keeps on repeating that same phrase over and over again.
"You were taken from us by the Rebel Alliance." My dad says.
"The Force is very powerful, it even has the power to brainwash."
Final part
I stand here, looking out into nothingness.
"Meghan,"
"Luke" I whisper in recognition.
"I don't have much time, so listen carefully." He says softly.
I nod; ready to get any advice I can get to get myself out of this situation.
"The Force works in many different ways, it can manipulate people to do certain things, and it can-" he pauses.
"Can what?" I ask.
"Can even brainwash." He says, starting to fade away.
His words echo around me.
"The Force is very powerful, it even has the power to brainwash."
~End of Dream Sequence~
I jerk awake, the words still replaying in my head.
What was all that about?
I walk to the balcony, watching the sun start to rise on the horizon.
"What are you trying to tell me, Luke?" I ask.
The first rays of dawn don't give me an answer.
TBC.
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A/N: I know this chapter was short, but it did start the plot for the rest of the story. Until the next chapter, please review.
A/N: Reaching closer to that goal so keep on reviewing, please.
Disclaimer: I don't own Star Wars, just my character.
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Same Place: Same Time as before
~Meghan's POV~
"What are you doing here?" I ask, surprised.
"I was sold from Tarkin right after you left, and this is who I was sold to, master." She says sadly, fearfully dropping her eyes again.
I wince at the title.
"Don't call me that, Meghan's fine." I say gently.
"I'd rather call you master, I was assigned to keep an eye on you, so you wouldn't try anything, master." She explains.
I'm lucky.
If it was anyone else.
I can't even think about it.
"Well, just around me, just call me sir, okay?"
She nods sadly, eyes still glued to the ground.
It takes everything I have to not hug the little girl.
I know it would scare her to death.
That's why I'm not going to do it.
"I won't tell anyone that you want to escape, you helped me a lot when I first became a slave, I'm paying back the favor, sir."
It breaks my heart at these words.
I know, probably as much as I wanted it when I was a slave.
Is the desire of freedom.
I'm going to do something about it.
"I'll bring you along," I say, wondering how in the galaxy I'm going to do it, but I'll find a way somehow.
Her face lights up, and she looks at me briefly before dropping her head down again.
"Thank you! I can even help you, get the things that you need sir." She offers sounding excited.
I chew my lower lip, thinking.
"Well, I need some sort of ladder or something like that to get to my X- Wing, so I can get out of here," I say, slipping my comlink back into my fake heel, and sliding the heel into place with my back yet again to the cameras.
"I can find a ladder easily! They keep it in the maintenance shed." She says.
"How tall is it?" I ask, wondering if it's tall enough to reach the nine- meter tall top.
"I don't know, I can't count," she says sadly.
I mentally kick myself for forgetting about slaves not getting any education.
"Don't worry about it, when the time comes, if it's too short, I can boost you up, and pull myself the rest of the way." I say.
"Okay, what else do you need?" She asks with the enthusiasm only an estimated ten-year-old can make.
Slowly and quietly that night we make plans.
For both of us to escape.
One from a family she always dreamed to meet.
And one to freedom.
Finally, exhausted, I stretch out on my bed after Callista leaves two hours later and fall asleep.
I dream a very strange dream.
~Dream Sequence~
First part.
I stand at the edge of farm-like place.
"The Force is very powerful, it even has the power to brainwash."
A voice whispers, sounding like Luke.
"MOMMY!"
I watch as a child gets ripped from her parents.
I close my eyes.
I can't watch this.
"MEGHAN!"
I snap my eyes open at the sound of my name being called.
"The Force is very powerful, it even has the power to brainwash."
I watch helplessly as I get dragged away from my parents to a shuttle different than mine.
Along with Darth Vader behind.
So that's what happened.
"The Force is very powerful, it even has the power to brainwash."
Second part
I'm standing in the ballroom.
The one I was a few hours ago.
"The Force is very powerful, it even has the power to brainwash."
I wonder why that voice keeps on repeating that same phrase over and over again.
"You were taken from us by the Rebel Alliance." My dad says.
"The Force is very powerful, it even has the power to brainwash."
Final part
I stand here, looking out into nothingness.
"Meghan,"
"Luke" I whisper in recognition.
"I don't have much time, so listen carefully." He says softly.
I nod; ready to get any advice I can get to get myself out of this situation.
"The Force works in many different ways, it can manipulate people to do certain things, and it can-" he pauses.
"Can what?" I ask.
"Can even brainwash." He says, starting to fade away.
His words echo around me.
"The Force is very powerful, it even has the power to brainwash."
~End of Dream Sequence~
I jerk awake, the words still replaying in my head.
What was all that about?
I walk to the balcony, watching the sun start to rise on the horizon.
"What are you trying to tell me, Luke?" I ask.
The first rays of dawn don't give me an answer.
TBC.
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A/N: I know this chapter was short, but it did start the plot for the rest of the story. Until the next chapter, please review.