* Force Users *
Jaina groaned in pain as her battered body slowly regained feeling. As her senses became alert, the after effects of the breaking scarred her so horribly her voice had left her, and when she had fallen unconscious into a Jedi Healing Trance, all that could go through her head had been the session.
They had not succeeded, and they never would. She had cute her Force connection to Jacen, not wanting him to feel her pain, no matter how bad it hurt. Jaina knew that he would have helped her relieve from the pain, but if she did so, he would be on a ship flying after her and then he would end up in the same predicament she was in.
No one could feel what she was feeling, she would rather go through it than have them.
Tsavong Lah did not want her, even if she was a Jedi and an ample sacrifice to their stupid gods, she was not her brother who had severed his foot while saving their mother the Warmaster had intended to sacrifice.
Footsteps began to echo through the secluded chambers, and suddenly the walls illuminated.
Her head began to throb causing the pain to be so immense that she felt like she could not take it anymore, but Jaina refused to allow the Warmaster any sign of her discomfort. She refused to give in.
Something soft caressed her arm. The slight touch felt as if someone was ranking her with razor-sharp daggers of poison.
"This Jeedai, is Solo." A voice cooed to another being in the room. Apparently, there were only two beings.
"As you should have known. The Supreme Cleric has noted the fact." This voice was deep and dry.
The softer feathered voice spoke once again. "No, she is an offspring to the very man whom I escaped from."
"Yet another relation?"
"Yes," she cooed, and at that moment, the creature's name registered into her mind.
Keeping still, Jaina dared not to move a muscle, for above her loomed Vergere. She had been a pet to a Yuuzhan Vong priestess sent to destroy the Jedi, but the mission failed. Vergere had been the escape, but before she left, Vergere had left a temporary antidote for her Aunt Mara's old illness. It had been the only contradicting thing she had spared during her time on Coruscant, and then she escaped and was never heard from again.
Jaina could not trust her, she would not trust her. Everything about the birdbrain had freaked her to the bone. Just as she opened herself to the Force again, she felt the creature in the Force. Her presence was vibrate, and shockingly there.
Vergere felt her too. She prayed that the alien would not tell her Warmaster that she was awake. She could not bear another session, but she would if she had too.
"She's awake," her voice echoed.
Without opening her eyes, Jaina whispered, "Bitch." It took all her effort to move her mouth but she did.
This obviously stunned Tsavong Lah. "So she is."
"I'll go get the Perfects to move her, and the Supreme Cleric if you'd l—"
Cutting the creature's words off, the Yuuzhan Vong disagreed. "No, stay here Vergere. I want to know something."
"Yes?"
"How did you know the Solo was awake?"
When she did not answer, Jaina took it upon herself to answer as she found the strength to crawl up onto her feet. Bracing herself against the wall, she felt a sharp pain shot up her right leg, but ignored it. "She used the Force." Jaina accused her. "The birdbrain has been for a while." Her eyes were half open filtering in the light slowly till she was used to the brightness and she could open her eyes fully
For the first time, Jaina saw the Yuuzhan Vong who had attempted to kill her mother and she felt angered at such an alien who would wish such a thing. Many hideous scars adorn his head, but the low bags under his eyes made them look hollow. "Jaina Solo, so we finally meet. Do you know what you claim?"
"I know that it is the truth." Her voice rang out clearly yet she had to force down a cough from her dry parched throat.
"You are a strong one. To go through such torture and the Embrace of Pain for that matter, and still stand up in the mist of such glorious pain. I am surprised."
She narrowed her eyes, though it felt like needles were being stuck into her forehead. "What do you want?"
"Your brother."
"Never," Jaina refused. "I'd rather face that repugnant creature a thousand times than give my brother to you."
"Already your youngest one has fallen to death," Vergere sneered.
Jaina had totally forgotten about Anakin, since closing herself from everyone she would not have been able to feel anything. "So you admit to using the Force."
"Anything to deliver your twin into my masters hands." She cooed.
Her heart leaped out, if Vergere was telling the truth… no, she was lying. It was just another breaking technique, but it caught her off guard that a Yuuzhan Vong pet was ordered to do so.
"SILENCE!" the Warmaster's voice bellowed loudly. "Vergere, you will explain this to me later, as for now get the Perfects in here, as well as the Supreme Cleric and the executor." She nodded and went off to do her bidding. Once she left the room, he spoke sourly to her. "You are like your mother, but more stubborn."
"That part comes from my father. We Solo's don't tend to give up so easily."
At that moment, several Perfects began to march towards her and grip her tightly. It felt as if they were breaking bones but she kept the pain inside. "We shall see, Solo. We shall see."
Jaina groaned in pain as her battered body slowly regained feeling. As her senses became alert, the after effects of the breaking scarred her so horribly her voice had left her, and when she had fallen unconscious into a Jedi Healing Trance, all that could go through her head had been the session.
They had not succeeded, and they never would. She had cute her Force connection to Jacen, not wanting him to feel her pain, no matter how bad it hurt. Jaina knew that he would have helped her relieve from the pain, but if she did so, he would be on a ship flying after her and then he would end up in the same predicament she was in.
No one could feel what she was feeling, she would rather go through it than have them.
Tsavong Lah did not want her, even if she was a Jedi and an ample sacrifice to their stupid gods, she was not her brother who had severed his foot while saving their mother the Warmaster had intended to sacrifice.
Footsteps began to echo through the secluded chambers, and suddenly the walls illuminated.
Her head began to throb causing the pain to be so immense that she felt like she could not take it anymore, but Jaina refused to allow the Warmaster any sign of her discomfort. She refused to give in.
Something soft caressed her arm. The slight touch felt as if someone was ranking her with razor-sharp daggers of poison.
"This Jeedai, is Solo." A voice cooed to another being in the room. Apparently, there were only two beings.
"As you should have known. The Supreme Cleric has noted the fact." This voice was deep and dry.
The softer feathered voice spoke once again. "No, she is an offspring to the very man whom I escaped from."
"Yet another relation?"
"Yes," she cooed, and at that moment, the creature's name registered into her mind.
Keeping still, Jaina dared not to move a muscle, for above her loomed Vergere. She had been a pet to a Yuuzhan Vong priestess sent to destroy the Jedi, but the mission failed. Vergere had been the escape, but before she left, Vergere had left a temporary antidote for her Aunt Mara's old illness. It had been the only contradicting thing she had spared during her time on Coruscant, and then she escaped and was never heard from again.
Jaina could not trust her, she would not trust her. Everything about the birdbrain had freaked her to the bone. Just as she opened herself to the Force again, she felt the creature in the Force. Her presence was vibrate, and shockingly there.
Vergere felt her too. She prayed that the alien would not tell her Warmaster that she was awake. She could not bear another session, but she would if she had too.
"She's awake," her voice echoed.
Without opening her eyes, Jaina whispered, "Bitch." It took all her effort to move her mouth but she did.
This obviously stunned Tsavong Lah. "So she is."
"I'll go get the Perfects to move her, and the Supreme Cleric if you'd l—"
Cutting the creature's words off, the Yuuzhan Vong disagreed. "No, stay here Vergere. I want to know something."
"Yes?"
"How did you know the Solo was awake?"
When she did not answer, Jaina took it upon herself to answer as she found the strength to crawl up onto her feet. Bracing herself against the wall, she felt a sharp pain shot up her right leg, but ignored it. "She used the Force." Jaina accused her. "The birdbrain has been for a while." Her eyes were half open filtering in the light slowly till she was used to the brightness and she could open her eyes fully
For the first time, Jaina saw the Yuuzhan Vong who had attempted to kill her mother and she felt angered at such an alien who would wish such a thing. Many hideous scars adorn his head, but the low bags under his eyes made them look hollow. "Jaina Solo, so we finally meet. Do you know what you claim?"
"I know that it is the truth." Her voice rang out clearly yet she had to force down a cough from her dry parched throat.
"You are a strong one. To go through such torture and the Embrace of Pain for that matter, and still stand up in the mist of such glorious pain. I am surprised."
She narrowed her eyes, though it felt like needles were being stuck into her forehead. "What do you want?"
"Your brother."
"Never," Jaina refused. "I'd rather face that repugnant creature a thousand times than give my brother to you."
"Already your youngest one has fallen to death," Vergere sneered.
Jaina had totally forgotten about Anakin, since closing herself from everyone she would not have been able to feel anything. "So you admit to using the Force."
"Anything to deliver your twin into my masters hands." She cooed.
Her heart leaped out, if Vergere was telling the truth… no, she was lying. It was just another breaking technique, but it caught her off guard that a Yuuzhan Vong pet was ordered to do so.
"SILENCE!" the Warmaster's voice bellowed loudly. "Vergere, you will explain this to me later, as for now get the Perfects in here, as well as the Supreme Cleric and the executor." She nodded and went off to do her bidding. Once she left the room, he spoke sourly to her. "You are like your mother, but more stubborn."
"That part comes from my father. We Solo's don't tend to give up so easily."
At that moment, several Perfects began to march towards her and grip her tightly. It felt as if they were breaking bones but she kept the pain inside. "We shall see, Solo. We shall see."