Stormravyn-Part 1
Disclaimer: These people-with the exception of Stormravyn and Lady Grisabella-are properties of Lucasfilm, and I promise not to hurt any of them.
Setting: About 20 years after RETURN OF THE JEDI
NABOO
Master Luke Skywalker walked through the shadowed mountains on the planet Naboo. He heard a commotion.
"WITCH! WITCH! THE WITCH MUST DIE!!!" a chorus of human voices from a nearby villiage shouted over and over again. Luke watched as the people led a young woman, hooded and masked, to a stake in the center of the villiage. "KILL THE WITCH!!!!!! THE WITCH MUST DIE!!!!"
"Here we go again," Luke muttered, drawing his lightsaber. He thought for a moment, considering the best plan of action. But apparently, the girl could take care of herself. She twisted easily out of the grasp of the guards.
"I am not a witch!" she hissed, and ran towards the mountains. She litterally bumped into Master Skywalker, pursued by a vengeful mob. "**** it," she muttered. "I gotta get out of this!"
"KILL THE WITCH!!!!! DIE, FOUL WITCH!!!!! DIE!!!!"
"You don't seem to be too popular, do you," Luke commented.
"I guess." the girl said.
"What do you intend to do?"
"There really isn't much I can. Except run, of course."
"I see your point. Come on, I know a safe place in the mountains."
"Thanks."
A few minutes later, they managed to get out of the reach of the mob. They fled to a cave in the mountains.
"So, what's your name?" Luke asked the girl.
"Stormravyn deWinter."
"I'm Luke Skywalker."
"I'm pleased to meet you."
"Likewise. Just a question."
"Yes?"
"Would you mind taking off the hood and mask?"
"I guess not, if you really want to see it."
"I do."
"Very well."
Stormravyn removed her hood and mask, revieling a face that must once have been beautiful. But now, while one side was still beautiful, the other was scarred beyond recognition. Stormravyn smiled slightly.
"I see you are startled by my appearance, Luke Skywalker."
"Where did you get those scars?"
"This isn't the first time I've been burned at stake. I think this makes seven...no, eight times I've been branded a witch. Not to mention the times I've been attacked with knives."
"Why do these people think you're a witch?"
"Because of my....talent."
"Talent?"
"I can see things...the future, I guess. My visions always come true, and I had a particularly bad one a few months ago, involving the assasination of a temporary government leader, so the people thought I was a witch, because my prediction came true."
"Oh, I see. You know, you might be Force-sensitive."
"What?"
It took a few minutes for Luke to explain, and he finished by asking:
"Would you like to come to the Jedi academy and learn how to be a Jedi?"
Stormravyn thought for a moment. "Yes," she whispered. "I will come."
Disclaimer: These people-with the exception of Stormravyn and Lady Grisabella-are properties of Lucasfilm, and I promise not to hurt any of them.
Setting: About 20 years after RETURN OF THE JEDI
NABOO
Master Luke Skywalker walked through the shadowed mountains on the planet Naboo. He heard a commotion.
"WITCH! WITCH! THE WITCH MUST DIE!!!" a chorus of human voices from a nearby villiage shouted over and over again. Luke watched as the people led a young woman, hooded and masked, to a stake in the center of the villiage. "KILL THE WITCH!!!!!! THE WITCH MUST DIE!!!!"
"Here we go again," Luke muttered, drawing his lightsaber. He thought for a moment, considering the best plan of action. But apparently, the girl could take care of herself. She twisted easily out of the grasp of the guards.
"I am not a witch!" she hissed, and ran towards the mountains. She litterally bumped into Master Skywalker, pursued by a vengeful mob. "**** it," she muttered. "I gotta get out of this!"
"KILL THE WITCH!!!!! DIE, FOUL WITCH!!!!! DIE!!!!"
"You don't seem to be too popular, do you," Luke commented.
"I guess." the girl said.
"What do you intend to do?"
"There really isn't much I can. Except run, of course."
"I see your point. Come on, I know a safe place in the mountains."
"Thanks."
A few minutes later, they managed to get out of the reach of the mob. They fled to a cave in the mountains.
"So, what's your name?" Luke asked the girl.
"Stormravyn deWinter."
"I'm Luke Skywalker."
"I'm pleased to meet you."
"Likewise. Just a question."
"Yes?"
"Would you mind taking off the hood and mask?"
"I guess not, if you really want to see it."
"I do."
"Very well."
Stormravyn removed her hood and mask, revieling a face that must once have been beautiful. But now, while one side was still beautiful, the other was scarred beyond recognition. Stormravyn smiled slightly.
"I see you are startled by my appearance, Luke Skywalker."
"Where did you get those scars?"
"This isn't the first time I've been burned at stake. I think this makes seven...no, eight times I've been branded a witch. Not to mention the times I've been attacked with knives."
"Why do these people think you're a witch?"
"Because of my....talent."
"Talent?"
"I can see things...the future, I guess. My visions always come true, and I had a particularly bad one a few months ago, involving the assasination of a temporary government leader, so the people thought I was a witch, because my prediction came true."
"Oh, I see. You know, you might be Force-sensitive."
"What?"
It took a few minutes for Luke to explain, and he finished by asking:
"Would you like to come to the Jedi academy and learn how to be a Jedi?"
Stormravyn thought for a moment. "Yes," she whispered. "I will come."
