Disclaimer: I have nothing to do with Star Wars. *cry.*
Chapter One: Battle
Desolation. Bleakness. Pain. I scanned the blood soaked desert floor. Beyond the barricade I could hear the cries of our wounded, growing ever more silent. Dying. Dead. Where were the medics? I knew the answer. The shots of blasters spared none, completely disregarding a persons' rank, age, ...life. I knew I would die here.
"Abryn!" a voice snapped me out of my bleak thoughts. It was Jacen, his face streaked with dirt and sweat. "We have to keep going," Jacen was saying. "We're the only ones left. Uncle Luke will be back soon, I know it."
I looked around. Jaina was nodding, her normally bright brown eyes were grave in the fading white sunlight. Tenel Ka was looking out across the barricade, keeping guard, but she nodded her agreement. Jacen tapped me as if to say, 'Are you still with us?'. I nodded. "We'll fight to the end," I told him.
Blaster shots riddled the barricade. It was time to start the dance with death.
We grabbed our blasters and returned fire. Noticing my power pack was low, I paused to change it. There was a sudden streak of light, and then a great searing pain. I gritted my teeth, determined not to cry. Looking down at my chest, I noticed someone had spilled some sort of red wine on my clothes. It was probably Corellian Spice Wine...it was so hot, it burned.
Everything was moving in slow motion, but my ears weren't working. Everything was silent. I blinked, and was staring up at the yellow sky.
Someone was running to me, I could feel their footsteps coming. I wanted to see who, but turning my head required too much effort. Someone was yelling, I could faintly hear them. I wished they would stop. The sky was so beautiful, bright yellow, fading white at the corner of my vision.
Jacen's brown eyes, worried and scared, looked down at me. Move Jacen, I want to see the sky...
Grey.
Chapter One: Battle
Desolation. Bleakness. Pain. I scanned the blood soaked desert floor. Beyond the barricade I could hear the cries of our wounded, growing ever more silent. Dying. Dead. Where were the medics? I knew the answer. The shots of blasters spared none, completely disregarding a persons' rank, age, ...life. I knew I would die here.
"Abryn!" a voice snapped me out of my bleak thoughts. It was Jacen, his face streaked with dirt and sweat. "We have to keep going," Jacen was saying. "We're the only ones left. Uncle Luke will be back soon, I know it."
I looked around. Jaina was nodding, her normally bright brown eyes were grave in the fading white sunlight. Tenel Ka was looking out across the barricade, keeping guard, but she nodded her agreement. Jacen tapped me as if to say, 'Are you still with us?'. I nodded. "We'll fight to the end," I told him.
Blaster shots riddled the barricade. It was time to start the dance with death.
We grabbed our blasters and returned fire. Noticing my power pack was low, I paused to change it. There was a sudden streak of light, and then a great searing pain. I gritted my teeth, determined not to cry. Looking down at my chest, I noticed someone had spilled some sort of red wine on my clothes. It was probably Corellian Spice Wine...it was so hot, it burned.
Everything was moving in slow motion, but my ears weren't working. Everything was silent. I blinked, and was staring up at the yellow sky.
Someone was running to me, I could feel their footsteps coming. I wanted to see who, but turning my head required too much effort. Someone was yelling, I could faintly hear them. I wished they would stop. The sky was so beautiful, bright yellow, fading white at the corner of my vision.
Jacen's brown eyes, worried and scared, looked down at me. Move Jacen, I want to see the sky...
Grey.