A/N: Alright guys, you know I'm always honest with you, I'm not sure if I like the way this story is going, and I haven't been getting much feedback lately, plus I think no one out there is reading this anymore…I hope that's just me being wrong. I almost want to stop writing-but I'm hoping that inspiration will pick up again. Please let it pick up again!
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Star Wars or any of that jazz
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~Out of the Darkness~
Chapter 11: Sorrow Reminisce
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Carth
Revan was pissed. I can't think of any other way to say it-when she stormed off, she was looking angry enough to kill, and I have a gut feeling that this was about more than me missing the swoop race. I should have told her how I felt, I should have told her everything on the unknown planet, I should have taken her in my arms and kissed her right there. Why should I have cared if the whole crew was standing there? God knows that's not all I wanted to do to her.
I crept back to my spot at the bar, back to my brandy, hoping to kill off this feeling of defeat, this feeling of ultimate failure. I tipped back my glass, when I heard an explosion. I jerked up, and reached for my blaster. Some of the swoop gangs began to laugh, and exchange various victory signs, and drunken yells filled the room.
Oh god no. No. Not now, not her, not here. I sprung from my seat and ran blindly out of the cantina. It had begun to rain, a soft drizzle was falling down. Coating my skin in cold moisture. A wind blew by and chilled me to the bone. I could see smoke. I grabbed my comlink.
"Attention crew this is Carth, find Jolee and tell him to ready the med bay."
I ran towards the smoke, I ran as fast as my legs would carry me, and then I pushed my self faster. A jolt of adrenaline flooded my system, and I could feel and hear my heart pound loudly in my ears, I could feel it, pulsating like the beating of a loud drum. My mind was screaming, Please be ok, please be ok, pleasebeokpleasebeok…
The smoke was coming from a smoldering head of metal, the remains of a speeder…Revan's speeder.
I rush to the wreckage, pushing through the scrap metal, throwing it aside. I dig through the remains, each piece of metal burning hot, blistering my fingers and burning my skin. I sift through the searing metal until I found her, buried beneath the burning heap.
Her tiny body, burned and bloody, crushed and covered in filth. Her face was matted with blood and her eyes had a sickly look in them, like a crazed animal about to die, and she had begun to drift out of consciousness. I lifted her up and pulled her into my arms, holding her tightly against my body. I looked at her face, covered lacerations, and blood, she had a look on her face, as if she wasn't entirely on this earth, as if she was already half way away from me.
"Revan, don't go, don't leave me now…"
"Shh…" she whispered, her voice raspy and soft, it was all she could muster, " I'm so sorry Carth…I…I was acting so stupid…so…so selfish… I'm sorry…" and she slumped over. I felt like a womprat had crawled into my throat, I started choking, gasping, I was about to break down, I felt like my mind was about to leave me, when I could feel her heart beat softly, so softly, that it was hard to tell it was beating at all. It reminded me of Morgana, and how she had died, here on Telos, and of my promise to Revan, how I would always be there to protect her. A fine job I did of that.
There had been a storm that evening, a loud and terrible storm. Some of the men had considered it a bad omen; stormy weather had always been a sign of bad luck for his division-anything that ever went wrong always did in this weather. I hadn't worried about it-we were on leave. I had seen my son and wife. I had gotten to be with my beautiful wife again. I had gone to see some friends when the attack started. Fire was falling from the sky, mixed with rain, in a horrific storm. The earth shook. I ran, and ran, thinking about nothing but reaching my family, in the middle of the strike zone. I ran through, shots firing, when is saw her lying there, motionless. I ran to her…
The whole event played through my mind, as I sat there with Revan. I gathered her in my arms, and carried her to the speeder, set her down and jumped into the drivers seat. I drove. I drove that speeder like a bat out of hell. By luck or the force I made it back to the Hawk alive. I picked up her limp, crumpled body, and ran into the ship, clutching her body like if I held her tightly enough, I could keep her from leaving this life.
"JOLEE!" I yell, with no response.
"Damn it, old man, if you don't get here right now, I swear it on my wife's grave I'll kick your wrinkly old ass."
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A/N: sorry this chapter was so short, as I said; I was feeling a little low. Hope you liked it. Please review!