Author's Note: The updates will be sort of... well, gradual, but they'll happen. :)
pip: xD Yeah, it kinda was. And the story picks up from here.
GreatOne: ... --;
xD Just kidding.
yellow-lily: Aye, the plot doth...
Doreen: Thanks. :)) Glad you're enjoying it.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
The door hissed closed behind me, and I slowly made my way over to the bench, where Tyl was, apparently, sleeping. As well as Tyl and I, there are four Ewoks, all in a big pile in the far corner. I lower myself slowly onto the bench.
"Move." I command Tyl.
"No."
I sigh, and groan as I turn to lay down against the hard surface. At least it supports my back. My head found its pillow on Tyl's left thigh, and he opens one eye to peer down at me.
"What're you doing?"
"Trying to sleep, so you can shut up now."
He mutters something senseless, but surprisingly permits me to use his leg as a headrest.
Since I have little better to do, I fall asleep again.The next week came and went. And I learned that time passes slowly when you're caged up in a cell. Tyl and I tried to talk, but we eventually ran out of things to talk about.
On the plus side, they seemed to have discovered bacta, so I bathed in it for a few hours, and came out with my back feeling almost as good as new. Of course, the nerves that were hit can never be fully repaired, but I hadn't expected to come out of that thing as good as new. Obviously, although, they're going to sell me now, which is why they're 'repairing' me. Like Guy Number One says, no one's gonna want to buy a faulty slave.
The halls of this place are blindingly white, and the loudspeaker is blaring something I don't care to listen to right now. I'm being half-heartedly escorted by two men back to my cell. I sigh, peering around blearily. I'm certainly catching up on my sleep, at least.
Suddenly, another ripple in the Force.
It starts to flow through me rapidly. It's exalting, exciting, ecstasy. I stop, and my escorts start to complain. I only half hear them before I say,
"Give me your blaster."
The Force is so strong and the guy is so weak-minded that he obeys. I grab the blaster out of his hands and, before his buddy can react, I set for stun and shoot both of them.
That was easy.
Nevermind.
There are more coming around the corner.
They all have their blaster out, and in a panic I just start shooting. Some fall, but my shots are completely wild and random and desperate, and they just bounce off the walls.
Three yards...
Two more fall.
Two yards...
Another two.
One yard...
None, because I am completely distracted by a sudden glowing red door at the end of the corridor to my left. It collapses out of its frame just as the brutes that guard this barge shove me forcefully against the wall, and rip the blaster out of my hands.
But I don't miss it.
In rushes my mother, lightsaber powered and ready.