Dreams of the Dead
By Adien
Chapter One
The streets were crowed in the city; Diana made her way down the street. Dodging carts and peddlers, she turned down a small alleyway. As she approached the end of the dark alley she could hear the faint sound of swoop bikes racing down the street. Diana's pulse quickened, she couldn't resist racing no mater how illegal it was. Dropping her basket of fruit, she raced toward the sound of the swoop bikes. As she neared the crowd of boys she grabbed a helmet lying on the ground. Putting on the helmet she said in the gruffest voice she could, "O.K. Children who's ready to lose!"
The group of boys, who were cheering for the racers, were now silent. They were dumb struck who was this mystery racer? One of the taller boys, named Holt, glared at Diana, "Who are you and what do you want!"
"I said who's ready to lose, now do you want to race or not?" Diana said impatiently. "Fine!" Holt said with vengeance in his eyes. He grabbed his helmet and started to walk toward his swoop bike, "You got a swoop bike?"
"No some driver crashed into me, so now I need to get a new one." Diana said hoping they would let her barrow one. She wanted to race so badly, she could barely stand still.
"Ok fine, you could use the blue D1452" Holt said.
"Why such an old model? Do you think I'm going to beat you in a newer model?" Diana said challenging Holt even more. Holts eyes grew larger, as he tried to find a good excuse, "No, it's the only one we've got left." Grabbing a stick Holt started to draw a map in the dirt.
"O.K on the 2nd street you turn right, then go until you see the green flag hanging on the white building, then take another right then go down all the down, you know where Kilber Street is?" Diana nodded, trying to take in all of the directions. Holt continued," Take a left, and then you'll be seeing me at the finish line. By the way, I'm Holt I think is best to let my opponents know the winner's name." With a smug look on his face he strutted towards his bike. Diana, who was glaring at him trough her helmet, started to hers. She would show him who the winner was. Diana got on the old bike, a short scrawny boy with red hair said "On your mark! Get set! GO!"
The two swoop bikes took off. Diana was in the lead, she was quite surprised that the old swoop bike went so fast. Thudd!
"What the.!" Diana cursed as she looked back. Holt had crashed his bike into hers. Now Diana's swoop bike was flying dangerously on its side, one wrong move and Diana could end up in a serious crash. Rushing down the street she saw her first turn. Diana effortlessly made the right turn; she glanced back and saw Holt getting closer and closer. Realizing that she was still on her side she straitened out her bike and scanned the buildings that rushed by her. Up ahead she saw the white building with the green flag on it, just as she going to make the turn, a salesman with a very large cart, turned in front of her. Swerving into a nearby street, to avoid the cart, she looked to find a way back to the street where the race was being held. She figured that Holt had already won.
Taking a quick left she now could see the street she had to be on. Swerving again, barely missing a child and her mother, she sped down the street. Making a sharp turn, she was now on Kilber Street and surprisingly right behind Holt. Speeding up, surprising Holt she made the last turn. She could now see the finish line. Crossing it she quickly skidded to a stop. Getting off the bike she turned to face Holt who was furious.
"I didn't see you at the finish line," she said tauntingly. Taking off her helmet, Holts eyes got wide, and his face angrier. "Hey she's a girl, let's get her!" yelled the scrawny red headed kid. A group of boys started after Diana, but she was one step ahead of them. Running faster down the alley she could hear the march of the stormtroopers, turning down another alley hoping to lose the group she made another quick turn and then another.
The group of boys, who weren't so smart, had lost Diana, since the first turn. Diana stopped to catch her breath. Almost crashing into her, an stormtrooper turned the corner.
"You there, girl! Do you know any thing about a swoop bike race going on around here?" the officer asked. "No sir." Diana said lying. "Very well, dont be hanging around these alleys by yourself, it's dangerous." The stormtrooper said as he started down the alley. Diana nodded as he left. Picking up her basket of fruit she turned back on to the busy street. Making her way through the crowd she hopped on the back of a Wilken disposal truck. The Wilken truck stunk of rotting cow and flat ale, through one of the cracks of the truck she could see a dead Wilken's eye staring at her. Disgusted she turned away, and faced the city, which she was now leaving. A horrid stench which was different from the truck met Diana's nose. She looked down at her, which was quite dirty, white dress. Barley missing her basket was a purple goose dripping down her dress. "Euah" Diana said trying to wipe off the colored puss. It started to burn her hand immediately. "Auhhh! Stupid Wilken eye puss!" Diana said, as she hopped off the truck. In front of her was Mylkan Mountain, behind it was her home. She looked around making sure that no one had followed her. Diana needed to be careful, if she and her parents were ever discovered by the Imperials or stormtroopers, there would be a lot of trouble.
Twenty minutes later, Diana, who was exhausted, had made her way around the mountain. In front of her was her house. It looked like a dirt shaped bubble sticking out of the ground. The house was mostly under ground with tunnels leading into different rooms made exclusively for the council of the New Republic. In the back you could see a large metal spacecraft hanger, which held pod racers, swoop bikes, and most importantly her uncle's prized ship the Millennium Falcon. He spent most of his days in the hanger working in his ship, with his trusted friend and co-pilot, Chewbacca, an eight-foot-tall, 205 year-old Wookie. Most of the time Diana would be in there too, helping her uncle repair the grand ship.
Diana was raised by her aunt and uncle since she was five-years-old, when her father died in some mysterious battle. As she approached the dirt house, a beautiful woman came out. Her white dress gently waved in the breeze, her brown hair was braided and placed like a crown on top of her head. She ran to Diana as the first star was appearing.
"Where were you? It's dark now! You should have come home sooner! What kept you so long? What happened to you? You're all dirty!"
"Nice to see you too, Aunt Leia. It just got dark; I was in the town, coming home. I got held up. Nothing happened to me, and I'm hungry!" Diana said answering all of her worried aunt's questions.
"Very well, come on in. Dinner's almost ready." Diana's Aunt said. Heading towards her room she playfully bumped into her uncle.
"You better get cleaned up," he said. "Leia is really upset about you being gone so long." Her uncle sad giving her a playful poke in the arm.
"I know" Diana sighed, "I just went into town that's all, to get the fruit. Aunt Leia knows that." "Well just watch out." Her uncle said letting her go to her room to change. He was very tall and lean, with deep rich brown eyes and chocolate brown hair. He served the Rebel Alliance for some time but now was fully devoted to his ship and his wife, Princess Leia, Diana's aunt.
Diana quickly changed and rushed to the table, luckily the droids were just setting the table. Taking her place at the grant table, her cousin, Hanlei, came in. Sitting down he noticed Diana's hand which was now turning a light shade of purple. "What's wrong with your finger, did you prick it with a sewing needle?" he said rudely. "Why in all the galaxies would I sew?" Diana said appalled. Before her cousin could say anything more her uncle came in the dinning room, "Diana what happened to your hand?"
"Oh, It's nothing," Diana said, although it stilled burned," It's just some Wilken puss, it's not that bad." Her uncle shook his head and went into the kitchen. The droids quickly made there way around the table setting down forks and bowls. Diana's uncle came out of the kitchen with a cold cloth in his hand.
"Here" he said rapping it around Diana's swollen hand.
"Thanks." Diana said, her hand started to feel better as the cold numbed the pain. Hanlei was about to say something snotty to Diana, but a loud crash cut him off. Diana's uncle was going into the kitchen the same time a droid was going out carrying a tray of hot soup. "You stupid droid why don't you watch where you're going!" he yelled. Hot soup ran down his pants. Zzzitzshic! The droid beep and fizzled angrily. Almost tripping over the mess, Diana's uncle stormed off to his room to change.
Laughing, Diana and her cousin watched the droid scurry around trying to clean up the mess. Diana's uncle came in the room muttering about droids and disassembling things, he took his seat just as his wife came in. He stood and bowed playfully said, "Your highness." Leia smiled and sat down, the droids started coming in and laid plates of salad and other vegetables. One droid poured water, and another set down two bottles of dressing. As quickly as they came in they were gone. "So tell me Diana, what took so long today?" Hanlei asked spitefully. "I had to get the fruit that Aunt Leia asked me to get," Leia said, then she added sarcastically, "It takes a long time when your shopping to get the most perfect fruit for your most perfect cousin."
Hanlei gave Diana a dirty look. He hated her ever since they were little. One day he swore that he would get back at Diana for disrupting his life. Ever since his sixth birthday, that's when the misery started. He had gone out into the kitchen to find his mother and father, but they weren't there. He started to get scared and started to run from room to room to find his lost parents. He finally found them in the guest room huddled around the bed. As he came in his mom turned and saw him
"Hanlei this is your cousin Diana, she's going to be part of our family now," Han had said.
Hanlei looked at the girl, who seemed to be younger then him, sleeping in the bed. A sharp pain ran through his mind, "NO!" he shouted and ran out of the room. Someone in his mind warned him about this girl, never trust her it said. Hanlei winced as he remembered the pain of that dreadful day.
"Hanlei?" Leia said looking concern. Snapping out of it, he looked at Diana and asked again," What took you so long?"
"I told you I had to pick out..." Diana was cut off by her aunt. "That enough, he's right what took you so long?" Leia said looking at Diana. There was no changing her mind, Diana had to tell her aunt the truth. Looking down at her salad she sighed and said quietly,"Racing."
"RACING!" her aunt yelled, "You know you can't do that, are you crazy!"
"It's no big deal, no one got hurt." Diana said but was cut off again by her aunt. "No big deal! What if you got caught?! You know what would happen! We would have to leave this planet and try to run from the Imperials, you could probably be killed or worse." Diana's uncle tried to quiet his wife.
"Now, now, I think she's old enough to know what's going to happen, but that's no excuse," he said looking at Diana, "Your grounded for two weeks, no going to town, and no racing the pods."
"But." Diana said trying to change her uncle's punishment. "Han's right, you race to much, you need to start thinking of other thing right now." Diana's aunt said. She shot a look of warning to her son who was enjoying Diana's punishment. Hanlei stopped laughing. The droids had now come in with the second meal and set it onto the table, it was dried pork with peppers spread around it.
Diana sadly took a bite of the dry, crunchy dish. Not one of the droids better meals, she thought to herself as her aunt and uncle talked about politics and the goings on of the New Republic. Hanlei tried to think of something mean say to Diana, but he didn't dare say anything when his mother was so uptight.
"May I be excused?" Diana said breaking the silence. She was tired and was sick of the way dinner was going. "But you're not done... Oh well, go on." Her aunt said giving up. Diana got up and left. "Can I go too?" Hanlei asked hopefully.
"No." Han said flatly. "But that's not fair, she got to go and..."
"No! You need to eat; you spend all day in your room. Look at you your white! Why don't go outside any more?" Han said demandingly. "I do not spend all day in my room. I am not white and I don't need to eat! Hanlei said half way shouting, "Tell me please who was it who changed and fixed the whole hyper drive unit in the Falcon and fixed half of the droids in this house! Humm? It was me! But I'm sure you've forgotten all about it by now."
"No I have not, now shut up and eat your food, and never raise your voice to me young man, do you get that?" Han said standing up. Hanlei glanced at his mother who was looking down at her plate in silence.
A quiet voice in his mind started to talk... *He won't listen to what you have to say, save your anger, you will need it soon enough, come now let us go to your room.*
Throwing down his fork Hanlei stormed off to his room. Trying to relax like the voice had said he knew that it was right. The voice, who's name was Dieallen, had befriended Hanlei, on his sixth birthday. He had told Hanlei to never trust his cousin, and he was right. He was Hanlei's friend and teacher; he was able to send messages to Hanlei, when he needed it the most. He taught him things that were strong in the force. Nobody knew about Dieallen, and that was they way Hanlei wanted it.
Shutting his doors, he sat in the middle of his floor in the dark room; he closed his mind meditating on the things that Dieallen had taught him. A wicked peace came over Hanlei, and he began to relax letting his mind drift. Back at the dining room Leia hadn't spoken since Diana left the room. They were now eating their dessert, Han stared into it contently. He sighed and looked at his wife; she too met his gaze and smiled at him. She took his hand and squeezed it.
"Don't worry." She said trying to comfort her husband," They be ok they just need to find there place."
"And they are very close to finding It." she added hopefully. "Not Hanlei, I have a bad feeling, about that." Han said letting go of Leia's hand. "Nonsense" Leia said pushing her husband's words out of her mind, "I have to go."
Leia got up, kissed her husband on the cheek, and left Han alone in the room. Sighing he slammed down his spoon and stormed off to his hanger.
Diana, who was in her room, opened up her desk's drawer, in side was a small black box. Diana took it out, and crawled out of her window; outside she sat down and opened the box. Inside, was a silver orb, she picked it up and while closing her eyes she lifted the small orb above her head.
Concentrating on it, Diana felt the orb come to life, letting her hands down slowly she opened her eyes. Above her head was the silver orb which was now glowing bright blue, moving the orb with her eyes she placed it so it was directly in front of her.
Letting the warmth of the glowing orb enter her mind, she could now fell herself become part of the orb. With her whole mind and body focused on the orb she stared at it contently. The orb began to shake and quiver violently; Diana started to stare at it harder.
The blue orb started to spin...and spin....and spin.... it exploded in front of Diana.
Damn.
She thought, *it always explodes,* Diana picked up the pieces and stuffed them back into the box. Climbing through her window she noticed that big black silver clouds were coming in, thinking that a storm could be coming she shut the window before a huge gust of wind blew.
Leia shivered and peered from behind the huge rock where she was still hiding.
Her niece had tried and tried again, but Diana could not stop the orb from breaking. She had mastered it very quickly, quicker then what Leia had thought when she had placed the box in her niece's room. But it was taking too long, and time was running out. Turning to go back inside the house she saw a flicker of bright light, come from Hanlei's room. He must be working on another droid, she thought to herself. She quickly hurried in the warm house just as heavy raindrops fell. Looking back she knew that the time had come.
To Be Continued...
By Adien
Chapter One
The streets were crowed in the city; Diana made her way down the street. Dodging carts and peddlers, she turned down a small alleyway. As she approached the end of the dark alley she could hear the faint sound of swoop bikes racing down the street. Diana's pulse quickened, she couldn't resist racing no mater how illegal it was. Dropping her basket of fruit, she raced toward the sound of the swoop bikes. As she neared the crowd of boys she grabbed a helmet lying on the ground. Putting on the helmet she said in the gruffest voice she could, "O.K. Children who's ready to lose!"
The group of boys, who were cheering for the racers, were now silent. They were dumb struck who was this mystery racer? One of the taller boys, named Holt, glared at Diana, "Who are you and what do you want!"
"I said who's ready to lose, now do you want to race or not?" Diana said impatiently. "Fine!" Holt said with vengeance in his eyes. He grabbed his helmet and started to walk toward his swoop bike, "You got a swoop bike?"
"No some driver crashed into me, so now I need to get a new one." Diana said hoping they would let her barrow one. She wanted to race so badly, she could barely stand still.
"Ok fine, you could use the blue D1452" Holt said.
"Why such an old model? Do you think I'm going to beat you in a newer model?" Diana said challenging Holt even more. Holts eyes grew larger, as he tried to find a good excuse, "No, it's the only one we've got left." Grabbing a stick Holt started to draw a map in the dirt.
"O.K on the 2nd street you turn right, then go until you see the green flag hanging on the white building, then take another right then go down all the down, you know where Kilber Street is?" Diana nodded, trying to take in all of the directions. Holt continued," Take a left, and then you'll be seeing me at the finish line. By the way, I'm Holt I think is best to let my opponents know the winner's name." With a smug look on his face he strutted towards his bike. Diana, who was glaring at him trough her helmet, started to hers. She would show him who the winner was. Diana got on the old bike, a short scrawny boy with red hair said "On your mark! Get set! GO!"
The two swoop bikes took off. Diana was in the lead, she was quite surprised that the old swoop bike went so fast. Thudd!
"What the.!" Diana cursed as she looked back. Holt had crashed his bike into hers. Now Diana's swoop bike was flying dangerously on its side, one wrong move and Diana could end up in a serious crash. Rushing down the street she saw her first turn. Diana effortlessly made the right turn; she glanced back and saw Holt getting closer and closer. Realizing that she was still on her side she straitened out her bike and scanned the buildings that rushed by her. Up ahead she saw the white building with the green flag on it, just as she going to make the turn, a salesman with a very large cart, turned in front of her. Swerving into a nearby street, to avoid the cart, she looked to find a way back to the street where the race was being held. She figured that Holt had already won.
Taking a quick left she now could see the street she had to be on. Swerving again, barely missing a child and her mother, she sped down the street. Making a sharp turn, she was now on Kilber Street and surprisingly right behind Holt. Speeding up, surprising Holt she made the last turn. She could now see the finish line. Crossing it she quickly skidded to a stop. Getting off the bike she turned to face Holt who was furious.
"I didn't see you at the finish line," she said tauntingly. Taking off her helmet, Holts eyes got wide, and his face angrier. "Hey she's a girl, let's get her!" yelled the scrawny red headed kid. A group of boys started after Diana, but she was one step ahead of them. Running faster down the alley she could hear the march of the stormtroopers, turning down another alley hoping to lose the group she made another quick turn and then another.
The group of boys, who weren't so smart, had lost Diana, since the first turn. Diana stopped to catch her breath. Almost crashing into her, an stormtrooper turned the corner.
"You there, girl! Do you know any thing about a swoop bike race going on around here?" the officer asked. "No sir." Diana said lying. "Very well, dont be hanging around these alleys by yourself, it's dangerous." The stormtrooper said as he started down the alley. Diana nodded as he left. Picking up her basket of fruit she turned back on to the busy street. Making her way through the crowd she hopped on the back of a Wilken disposal truck. The Wilken truck stunk of rotting cow and flat ale, through one of the cracks of the truck she could see a dead Wilken's eye staring at her. Disgusted she turned away, and faced the city, which she was now leaving. A horrid stench which was different from the truck met Diana's nose. She looked down at her, which was quite dirty, white dress. Barley missing her basket was a purple goose dripping down her dress. "Euah" Diana said trying to wipe off the colored puss. It started to burn her hand immediately. "Auhhh! Stupid Wilken eye puss!" Diana said, as she hopped off the truck. In front of her was Mylkan Mountain, behind it was her home. She looked around making sure that no one had followed her. Diana needed to be careful, if she and her parents were ever discovered by the Imperials or stormtroopers, there would be a lot of trouble.
Twenty minutes later, Diana, who was exhausted, had made her way around the mountain. In front of her was her house. It looked like a dirt shaped bubble sticking out of the ground. The house was mostly under ground with tunnels leading into different rooms made exclusively for the council of the New Republic. In the back you could see a large metal spacecraft hanger, which held pod racers, swoop bikes, and most importantly her uncle's prized ship the Millennium Falcon. He spent most of his days in the hanger working in his ship, with his trusted friend and co-pilot, Chewbacca, an eight-foot-tall, 205 year-old Wookie. Most of the time Diana would be in there too, helping her uncle repair the grand ship.
Diana was raised by her aunt and uncle since she was five-years-old, when her father died in some mysterious battle. As she approached the dirt house, a beautiful woman came out. Her white dress gently waved in the breeze, her brown hair was braided and placed like a crown on top of her head. She ran to Diana as the first star was appearing.
"Where were you? It's dark now! You should have come home sooner! What kept you so long? What happened to you? You're all dirty!"
"Nice to see you too, Aunt Leia. It just got dark; I was in the town, coming home. I got held up. Nothing happened to me, and I'm hungry!" Diana said answering all of her worried aunt's questions.
"Very well, come on in. Dinner's almost ready." Diana's Aunt said. Heading towards her room she playfully bumped into her uncle.
"You better get cleaned up," he said. "Leia is really upset about you being gone so long." Her uncle sad giving her a playful poke in the arm.
"I know" Diana sighed, "I just went into town that's all, to get the fruit. Aunt Leia knows that." "Well just watch out." Her uncle said letting her go to her room to change. He was very tall and lean, with deep rich brown eyes and chocolate brown hair. He served the Rebel Alliance for some time but now was fully devoted to his ship and his wife, Princess Leia, Diana's aunt.
Diana quickly changed and rushed to the table, luckily the droids were just setting the table. Taking her place at the grant table, her cousin, Hanlei, came in. Sitting down he noticed Diana's hand which was now turning a light shade of purple. "What's wrong with your finger, did you prick it with a sewing needle?" he said rudely. "Why in all the galaxies would I sew?" Diana said appalled. Before her cousin could say anything more her uncle came in the dinning room, "Diana what happened to your hand?"
"Oh, It's nothing," Diana said, although it stilled burned," It's just some Wilken puss, it's not that bad." Her uncle shook his head and went into the kitchen. The droids quickly made there way around the table setting down forks and bowls. Diana's uncle came out of the kitchen with a cold cloth in his hand.
"Here" he said rapping it around Diana's swollen hand.
"Thanks." Diana said, her hand started to feel better as the cold numbed the pain. Hanlei was about to say something snotty to Diana, but a loud crash cut him off. Diana's uncle was going into the kitchen the same time a droid was going out carrying a tray of hot soup. "You stupid droid why don't you watch where you're going!" he yelled. Hot soup ran down his pants. Zzzitzshic! The droid beep and fizzled angrily. Almost tripping over the mess, Diana's uncle stormed off to his room to change.
Laughing, Diana and her cousin watched the droid scurry around trying to clean up the mess. Diana's uncle came in the room muttering about droids and disassembling things, he took his seat just as his wife came in. He stood and bowed playfully said, "Your highness." Leia smiled and sat down, the droids started coming in and laid plates of salad and other vegetables. One droid poured water, and another set down two bottles of dressing. As quickly as they came in they were gone. "So tell me Diana, what took so long today?" Hanlei asked spitefully. "I had to get the fruit that Aunt Leia asked me to get," Leia said, then she added sarcastically, "It takes a long time when your shopping to get the most perfect fruit for your most perfect cousin."
Hanlei gave Diana a dirty look. He hated her ever since they were little. One day he swore that he would get back at Diana for disrupting his life. Ever since his sixth birthday, that's when the misery started. He had gone out into the kitchen to find his mother and father, but they weren't there. He started to get scared and started to run from room to room to find his lost parents. He finally found them in the guest room huddled around the bed. As he came in his mom turned and saw him
"Hanlei this is your cousin Diana, she's going to be part of our family now," Han had said.
Hanlei looked at the girl, who seemed to be younger then him, sleeping in the bed. A sharp pain ran through his mind, "NO!" he shouted and ran out of the room. Someone in his mind warned him about this girl, never trust her it said. Hanlei winced as he remembered the pain of that dreadful day.
"Hanlei?" Leia said looking concern. Snapping out of it, he looked at Diana and asked again," What took you so long?"
"I told you I had to pick out..." Diana was cut off by her aunt. "That enough, he's right what took you so long?" Leia said looking at Diana. There was no changing her mind, Diana had to tell her aunt the truth. Looking down at her salad she sighed and said quietly,"Racing."
"RACING!" her aunt yelled, "You know you can't do that, are you crazy!"
"It's no big deal, no one got hurt." Diana said but was cut off again by her aunt. "No big deal! What if you got caught?! You know what would happen! We would have to leave this planet and try to run from the Imperials, you could probably be killed or worse." Diana's uncle tried to quiet his wife.
"Now, now, I think she's old enough to know what's going to happen, but that's no excuse," he said looking at Diana, "Your grounded for two weeks, no going to town, and no racing the pods."
"But." Diana said trying to change her uncle's punishment. "Han's right, you race to much, you need to start thinking of other thing right now." Diana's aunt said. She shot a look of warning to her son who was enjoying Diana's punishment. Hanlei stopped laughing. The droids had now come in with the second meal and set it onto the table, it was dried pork with peppers spread around it.
Diana sadly took a bite of the dry, crunchy dish. Not one of the droids better meals, she thought to herself as her aunt and uncle talked about politics and the goings on of the New Republic. Hanlei tried to think of something mean say to Diana, but he didn't dare say anything when his mother was so uptight.
"May I be excused?" Diana said breaking the silence. She was tired and was sick of the way dinner was going. "But you're not done... Oh well, go on." Her aunt said giving up. Diana got up and left. "Can I go too?" Hanlei asked hopefully.
"No." Han said flatly. "But that's not fair, she got to go and..."
"No! You need to eat; you spend all day in your room. Look at you your white! Why don't go outside any more?" Han said demandingly. "I do not spend all day in my room. I am not white and I don't need to eat! Hanlei said half way shouting, "Tell me please who was it who changed and fixed the whole hyper drive unit in the Falcon and fixed half of the droids in this house! Humm? It was me! But I'm sure you've forgotten all about it by now."
"No I have not, now shut up and eat your food, and never raise your voice to me young man, do you get that?" Han said standing up. Hanlei glanced at his mother who was looking down at her plate in silence.
A quiet voice in his mind started to talk... *He won't listen to what you have to say, save your anger, you will need it soon enough, come now let us go to your room.*
Throwing down his fork Hanlei stormed off to his room. Trying to relax like the voice had said he knew that it was right. The voice, who's name was Dieallen, had befriended Hanlei, on his sixth birthday. He had told Hanlei to never trust his cousin, and he was right. He was Hanlei's friend and teacher; he was able to send messages to Hanlei, when he needed it the most. He taught him things that were strong in the force. Nobody knew about Dieallen, and that was they way Hanlei wanted it.
Shutting his doors, he sat in the middle of his floor in the dark room; he closed his mind meditating on the things that Dieallen had taught him. A wicked peace came over Hanlei, and he began to relax letting his mind drift. Back at the dining room Leia hadn't spoken since Diana left the room. They were now eating their dessert, Han stared into it contently. He sighed and looked at his wife; she too met his gaze and smiled at him. She took his hand and squeezed it.
"Don't worry." She said trying to comfort her husband," They be ok they just need to find there place."
"And they are very close to finding It." she added hopefully. "Not Hanlei, I have a bad feeling, about that." Han said letting go of Leia's hand. "Nonsense" Leia said pushing her husband's words out of her mind, "I have to go."
Leia got up, kissed her husband on the cheek, and left Han alone in the room. Sighing he slammed down his spoon and stormed off to his hanger.
Diana, who was in her room, opened up her desk's drawer, in side was a small black box. Diana took it out, and crawled out of her window; outside she sat down and opened the box. Inside, was a silver orb, she picked it up and while closing her eyes she lifted the small orb above her head.
Concentrating on it, Diana felt the orb come to life, letting her hands down slowly she opened her eyes. Above her head was the silver orb which was now glowing bright blue, moving the orb with her eyes she placed it so it was directly in front of her.
Letting the warmth of the glowing orb enter her mind, she could now fell herself become part of the orb. With her whole mind and body focused on the orb she stared at it contently. The orb began to shake and quiver violently; Diana started to stare at it harder.
The blue orb started to spin...and spin....and spin.... it exploded in front of Diana.
Damn.
She thought, *it always explodes,* Diana picked up the pieces and stuffed them back into the box. Climbing through her window she noticed that big black silver clouds were coming in, thinking that a storm could be coming she shut the window before a huge gust of wind blew.
Leia shivered and peered from behind the huge rock where she was still hiding.
Her niece had tried and tried again, but Diana could not stop the orb from breaking. She had mastered it very quickly, quicker then what Leia had thought when she had placed the box in her niece's room. But it was taking too long, and time was running out. Turning to go back inside the house she saw a flicker of bright light, come from Hanlei's room. He must be working on another droid, she thought to herself. She quickly hurried in the warm house just as heavy raindrops fell. Looking back she knew that the time had come.
To Be Continued...
