An Admiral's Tale - Chapter Five
Unfriendly memories..
My mind wandered to the time after the Star Forge. I had agreed to become Revan's Starfleet Admiral within the Sith Fleet and I had asked her if I could take the time to visit Telos.. And my son, two years ago. Anyway, after an uneventful journey I went to see my son, I decided that if their was any way for us to rebuild our relationship then I might leave the Sith. That meant however, that Revan would be after me, seeking revenge.. But I didn't care, as long as it made Dustil happy..
But unfortunately, things don't ever work out that way. I went to see Dustil and even though he had changed he was filled with anger for me, he wondered why I could never kill Revan for all the pain she caused the both of us. He thought I was selfish.. Selfish for killing Karath, how the only thing I could think of was "how Karath had betrayed my trust.." Not the destruction that ensued afterwards, he was totally wrong but he was a young man. Emotions and hormones still ran high in him and it could only be expected that he would be so angry at me, after all, I hadn't been there for him in 4 or 5 years.
Then he found out about my agreement with Revan, he asked me why, so I told him the truth. "Because I love Revan.. And their has to be a way to change her, you don't understand her like I do." The words I told him echoed through my mind, my memories are so full of hurt and this one was another collection to my long list.
"Forget it father, you're a failure, you're a Sith scumbag and I hope I never see you again." That's when I became so angry, that's when I began to destroy, that's WHEN I would prove to my son that I *AM* no failure! Those were his last words to me, his last ever words before he ran... Or so I thought.
The man tapping me on the shoulder, the man looking into my eyes, was Dustil. I was speechless, I didn't know what to say. The man who was the cause for my anger, my deathwish for two years was now standing infront of me and I couldn't do a damn thing to stop it or change the past. I felt like dropping to my knees, begging him for forgiveness, for solace from the anger.. But I couldn't, instead he trembled and tears welled up in his eyes as he began to speak to me. "What are *you* doing here?" He threw at me, anger more than apparent in his statement.
"I'm.. Just off duty having a drink." Came my rushed reply, I didn't enjoy lying to my son but I didn't want a brawl to start in there either. I saw Canderous out the corner of my eye, he was seething that we had bumped into my son, he knew this could jeopardise the mission.
"I don't believe you..." Came his voice, he stared intently at me. The anger was still building in him now, it was so strong. It was almost like I could feel it and I was by no means a Jedi. For another minute or so we stayed that way, my heart was pounding and my breathing had quickened. That was when I noticed. My son was wearing a Republic uniform, he was an officer now.. And he had his wings.. He had become a pilot, like me. I was proud to see him wearing that, I carried on gazing at the wings on his uniform and failed to notice the fist that came up to my jaw.
I fell onto the ground in surprise. Dustil jumped ontop of me and started to lay into me, punching me and kicking me, his friends came and tried to pull him off me. No way was I going to hit my son! This was what I deserved after all, I'm a terrible father.. I suppose you can say, Dustil was going to beat me to death. They kept trying to yank him off me but to no avail, I felt punch after punch being landed in my face and I kept staring at him. I felt my nose start to get bloody, my mouth filled up with blood from my gums too. My lips were bleeding also, it hurt a lot and I had been in plenty of fist fights in the past but one that was never quite like this.
The Selkath arrived as Dustil was being pulled from me, he managed to land a kick in my stomach and I keeled over to the right hand side, groaning. He landed his final kick in my kidneys and I groaned in pain again, I spat on the floor getting rid of the mouthful of blood that had accumulated there. I put my hands on the floor for some kind of bearing, my vision was blurry and I tried to stagger to my feet. An unwelcome hand from a Selkath helped me get to my feet.
"We are placing you under arrest. Firstly, for assaulting a Republic soldier and secondly for intimidating a fight. Come with us and we will clean your wounds up before you go to your holding cell." They told me, I just staggered about dazed and disorientated. I can imagine how Canderous would be feeling over this. The last thing I remember is being stun prodded, I passed out. After that all I can remember is being dragged to my cell.
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Athena: You got your reason. :) And yay angriness.. He'll get angrier!
Aroseb: It seems like you do know him! :).
Unfriendly memories..
My mind wandered to the time after the Star Forge. I had agreed to become Revan's Starfleet Admiral within the Sith Fleet and I had asked her if I could take the time to visit Telos.. And my son, two years ago. Anyway, after an uneventful journey I went to see my son, I decided that if their was any way for us to rebuild our relationship then I might leave the Sith. That meant however, that Revan would be after me, seeking revenge.. But I didn't care, as long as it made Dustil happy..
But unfortunately, things don't ever work out that way. I went to see Dustil and even though he had changed he was filled with anger for me, he wondered why I could never kill Revan for all the pain she caused the both of us. He thought I was selfish.. Selfish for killing Karath, how the only thing I could think of was "how Karath had betrayed my trust.." Not the destruction that ensued afterwards, he was totally wrong but he was a young man. Emotions and hormones still ran high in him and it could only be expected that he would be so angry at me, after all, I hadn't been there for him in 4 or 5 years.
Then he found out about my agreement with Revan, he asked me why, so I told him the truth. "Because I love Revan.. And their has to be a way to change her, you don't understand her like I do." The words I told him echoed through my mind, my memories are so full of hurt and this one was another collection to my long list.
"Forget it father, you're a failure, you're a Sith scumbag and I hope I never see you again." That's when I became so angry, that's when I began to destroy, that's WHEN I would prove to my son that I *AM* no failure! Those were his last words to me, his last ever words before he ran... Or so I thought.
The man tapping me on the shoulder, the man looking into my eyes, was Dustil. I was speechless, I didn't know what to say. The man who was the cause for my anger, my deathwish for two years was now standing infront of me and I couldn't do a damn thing to stop it or change the past. I felt like dropping to my knees, begging him for forgiveness, for solace from the anger.. But I couldn't, instead he trembled and tears welled up in his eyes as he began to speak to me. "What are *you* doing here?" He threw at me, anger more than apparent in his statement.
"I'm.. Just off duty having a drink." Came my rushed reply, I didn't enjoy lying to my son but I didn't want a brawl to start in there either. I saw Canderous out the corner of my eye, he was seething that we had bumped into my son, he knew this could jeopardise the mission.
"I don't believe you..." Came his voice, he stared intently at me. The anger was still building in him now, it was so strong. It was almost like I could feel it and I was by no means a Jedi. For another minute or so we stayed that way, my heart was pounding and my breathing had quickened. That was when I noticed. My son was wearing a Republic uniform, he was an officer now.. And he had his wings.. He had become a pilot, like me. I was proud to see him wearing that, I carried on gazing at the wings on his uniform and failed to notice the fist that came up to my jaw.
I fell onto the ground in surprise. Dustil jumped ontop of me and started to lay into me, punching me and kicking me, his friends came and tried to pull him off me. No way was I going to hit my son! This was what I deserved after all, I'm a terrible father.. I suppose you can say, Dustil was going to beat me to death. They kept trying to yank him off me but to no avail, I felt punch after punch being landed in my face and I kept staring at him. I felt my nose start to get bloody, my mouth filled up with blood from my gums too. My lips were bleeding also, it hurt a lot and I had been in plenty of fist fights in the past but one that was never quite like this.
The Selkath arrived as Dustil was being pulled from me, he managed to land a kick in my stomach and I keeled over to the right hand side, groaning. He landed his final kick in my kidneys and I groaned in pain again, I spat on the floor getting rid of the mouthful of blood that had accumulated there. I put my hands on the floor for some kind of bearing, my vision was blurry and I tried to stagger to my feet. An unwelcome hand from a Selkath helped me get to my feet.
"We are placing you under arrest. Firstly, for assaulting a Republic soldier and secondly for intimidating a fight. Come with us and we will clean your wounds up before you go to your holding cell." They told me, I just staggered about dazed and disorientated. I can imagine how Canderous would be feeling over this. The last thing I remember is being stun prodded, I passed out. After that all I can remember is being dragged to my cell.
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Athena: You got your reason. :) And yay angriness.. He'll get angrier!
Aroseb: It seems like you do know him! :).