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What is wrong? Am I going crazy? Were all those feelings leading up to this? It doesn't make sense! What's wrong?
Kylea's meditation was not going well. Questions swirled around Kylea's mind without pause, a hurricane of confusion where there was no calm. No answers either. That morning, she had almost believed it was a dream. Just a nightmare. Not real.
Now, though, it occupied her thoughts constantly. She could not banish the image from her mind. The picture of that young man, young Jedi, falling to those warriors. She couldn't rid herself of the feeling that she should know this man. Or should have known him. Kylea frowned as she threw herself down on her bed in her room.
He had called out two names. Names that were not only familiar to her but belonged to people she loved.
*"Take her Jacen. Kiss Tahiri for me."*
Kylea smiled at the names. Jacen, her uncle, sweet and sensitive but always surprising her. He always knew how to make her feel better. He also was one of her two favorite teachers, the other being her cousin Ben, when he was here at the academy. He made the Force shine within her.
Tahiri, Kylea didn't know her by that name, but one much more loving. Tahiri was her Mom. Her parents had married young and she had arrived soon after. Tahiri was her best friend in some ways, but in others they could come to no agreement. Kylea surmised that most mother-daughter relationships were like this so she paid no mind to their many disputes.
Her Mom should be back any day now. Tahiri had gone out on a dangerous solo mission to Manaan, an Ocean world with fish-like inhabitants called the Selkath. A rogue group of Selkath had taken it upon themselves to blow up the headquarters of the Selkath government. Obviously, they held some grudge against the government and Tahiri had been sent to settle the conflict. It would have been a simple mission except for the fact that know one could seem to find the perpetrators and while Tahiri searched, the Rogues struck more targets. Kylea missed her Mom but knew she was well. She would have felt it through the Force if she wasn't.
There was only one person that young man could be. But the only person it could be, it wasn't possible to be. It couldn't be him because the man in her dream had died. The only person it could be was still alive. Kylea sighed. She now recognized the brown haired man and woman. That was her Aunt Jaina and Uncle Jacen. Younger, but she would have recognized them anywhere. She was struck with an overwhelming sense of horror as she watched Jacen try to pull his sister away.
It couldn't be a dream because there was an underlying sense of urgency to it. It also couldn't be a vision of the future because her Aunt and Uncle had been young adults, just out of their teens.
It must have been the mission Tionne was telling at the time, Kylea thought, which triggered the occurrence. Kylea thought back to when she was sitting cross-legged next to her friends listening respectively to Tionne's musical voice of the Yuuzhan Vong war. But she had been more than impressed by the tale. Kylea loved to hear the adventures her father had had when he was young. He reminded Kylea a bit of herself back then. When had she dazed off?
"Many promising young Jedi lost their lives and their leader, Anakin Solo almost did as well. With quick thinking, he delegated leadership to his older brother and slipped into a healing sleep to patch up his life threatening wounds".
Many young Jedi lost their lives and their leader, Anakin Solo almost did as well .That was the last Kylea remembered. She had felt saddened at the loss of so many that she never got the chance to know but felt joy that they had fulfilled their Jedi oath to protect. Her father had almost been killed as well. The galaxy would have been in shambles if he had. He had been detrimental to the reconstruction of the galaxy and helping the Yuuzhan Vong Remnant integrate their culture with the GFFA.
Her vision must have been one of the past. It was the only conclusion. No! Part of her yelled. It never happened! My father is still alive! So am I!
With none of her questions answered. At least not with acceptable ones, Kylea drifted off to sleep.
What is wrong? Am I going crazy? Were all those feelings leading up to this? It doesn't make sense! What's wrong?
Kylea's meditation was not going well. Questions swirled around Kylea's mind without pause, a hurricane of confusion where there was no calm. No answers either. That morning, she had almost believed it was a dream. Just a nightmare. Not real.
Now, though, it occupied her thoughts constantly. She could not banish the image from her mind. The picture of that young man, young Jedi, falling to those warriors. She couldn't rid herself of the feeling that she should know this man. Or should have known him. Kylea frowned as she threw herself down on her bed in her room.
He had called out two names. Names that were not only familiar to her but belonged to people she loved.
*"Take her Jacen. Kiss Tahiri for me."*
Kylea smiled at the names. Jacen, her uncle, sweet and sensitive but always surprising her. He always knew how to make her feel better. He also was one of her two favorite teachers, the other being her cousin Ben, when he was here at the academy. He made the Force shine within her.
Tahiri, Kylea didn't know her by that name, but one much more loving. Tahiri was her Mom. Her parents had married young and she had arrived soon after. Tahiri was her best friend in some ways, but in others they could come to no agreement. Kylea surmised that most mother-daughter relationships were like this so she paid no mind to their many disputes.
Her Mom should be back any day now. Tahiri had gone out on a dangerous solo mission to Manaan, an Ocean world with fish-like inhabitants called the Selkath. A rogue group of Selkath had taken it upon themselves to blow up the headquarters of the Selkath government. Obviously, they held some grudge against the government and Tahiri had been sent to settle the conflict. It would have been a simple mission except for the fact that know one could seem to find the perpetrators and while Tahiri searched, the Rogues struck more targets. Kylea missed her Mom but knew she was well. She would have felt it through the Force if she wasn't.
There was only one person that young man could be. But the only person it could be, it wasn't possible to be. It couldn't be him because the man in her dream had died. The only person it could be was still alive. Kylea sighed. She now recognized the brown haired man and woman. That was her Aunt Jaina and Uncle Jacen. Younger, but she would have recognized them anywhere. She was struck with an overwhelming sense of horror as she watched Jacen try to pull his sister away.
It couldn't be a dream because there was an underlying sense of urgency to it. It also couldn't be a vision of the future because her Aunt and Uncle had been young adults, just out of their teens.
It must have been the mission Tionne was telling at the time, Kylea thought, which triggered the occurrence. Kylea thought back to when she was sitting cross-legged next to her friends listening respectively to Tionne's musical voice of the Yuuzhan Vong war. But she had been more than impressed by the tale. Kylea loved to hear the adventures her father had had when he was young. He reminded Kylea a bit of herself back then. When had she dazed off?
"Many promising young Jedi lost their lives and their leader, Anakin Solo almost did as well. With quick thinking, he delegated leadership to his older brother and slipped into a healing sleep to patch up his life threatening wounds".
Many young Jedi lost their lives and their leader, Anakin Solo almost did as well .That was the last Kylea remembered. She had felt saddened at the loss of so many that she never got the chance to know but felt joy that they had fulfilled their Jedi oath to protect. Her father had almost been killed as well. The galaxy would have been in shambles if he had. He had been detrimental to the reconstruction of the galaxy and helping the Yuuzhan Vong Remnant integrate their culture with the GFFA.
Her vision must have been one of the past. It was the only conclusion. No! Part of her yelled. It never happened! My father is still alive! So am I!
With none of her questions answered. At least not with acceptable ones, Kylea drifted off to sleep.