Where am I? What is this place? The voice spoke directly into my head, waking me up. Most people who know me, know that waking me up IS not a good idea, unless you're wearing full body armour that is. I sat up and glared at the person standing in the doorway, the fact that he/she was over eight feet tall, didn't bother me.
"What do you want?" I snapped, jumping at the sound of my own voice. The person standing in the doorway of the room; which I now noticed was not my room, looked, or should I say felt more confused than I felt. I stood up and then stood up some more, looking down I noticed that I now stood a lot further from the ground than I was used to. Ok, now this is getting weird. I thought. The guy who had asked me who he was, the fact that he was over eight feet tall, had two sets of glowing green eyes, covered in red scales and had claw like hands and feet, should have told me something was a little off (hahaha 'a little' yeah riiiiight). It was then that I noticed my hands, they were snowy white, with dark blue talon like fingernails, I also saw what was apparently my hair, bright blue dreadlocks that hung down to my over my shoulders to my waist, I bit my lip in thought and yelped, more in surprise than pain, as sharp teeth pierced my lip. And that was when I realised what exactly was going on, even though it seemed impossible. I was Ki'ara, a star wars RP character I had…which meant that if I was Ki'ara, then that guy was Scott.
"Nice to meet you, granted I hadn't quite pictured it this way…if at all. Me and you are going to have some fun." I said.
You and I. He corrected. Yep, this is definitely Scott. I thought to myself. I grinned at him.
"Really?" I barrelled past him and out the door and in another door. A moment later I came out a little shamefaced.
"Nope, that isn't the corridor." In actual fact, it looked a bit like a state of the art bathroom. Yes, toilets are a lot different in the Jedi temple than you thought they were. I'm sure that's the first thing you'd want to know about if you ever ended up there. I headed for another door and this time I got the right one. I looked back waiting for Scott to join me, we got some odd looks from the people, probably because we'd tried to walk outside at the same time, while we succeeded in doing that, we also managed to bash our heads off the low hanging door frame and now we were both clutching our heads, in our best impersonation of idiots. I glared around at them, as if challenging them to say something; eventually they averted their eyes and went about their business.
"What are we supposed to do now?" I asked. He turned to me.
How the hell should I know, you're older why don't you tell me. He said. I raised my eyebrows.
"Technically speaking you're 1, 919 years older than me and here you are a Jedi master. I'm just a lowly padawan." I said. I'm sure if he could have, he would have rolled his eyes. Just then I was nearly bowled over as someone else ran into me, a person who was muttering that she shouldn't be here. We both recognised her.
"Hello, Juidinan." I said. She whirled when I said that name.
"I am not Juidinan, I'm Meggy!" She all but shrieked.
"We know that, we're not Tyrael or Ki'ara either." I said.
"I'm serious!" She yelled. I snickered; Tyreal elbowed me in the ribs.
So are we. He said calmly. Then I had a sinking feeling.
"If we're here, in these bodies, does that mean that we…I mean they…the real Ki'ara, Tyrael and Juidinan are in our bodies? And what about the rest of the Jedi, have they been changed as well?" I asked. They both looked at me, obviously that hadn't occurred to them, then almost as one we turned and ran towards to sound of voices. When we got there though we realised that apparently we were the only ones changed. Anakin and a woman, presumably Linari were arguin; loudly about something or other.
"Do you think we shoul tell them?" Juidinan asked.
"I don't know if that's such a good idea, I mean how do we explain how we got here. Besides it might be fun being here, learning abut the Jedi." I whispered back to her. At the sound of our whispers, Anakin and Linari looked up at us.
"Tell us what?" Anakin asked. Scott took a step back, he probably hadn't been expecting to be asked straight up what was going on.
"You might as well tell them, they might be able to help us." Juidinan said. I groaned, as Scott seemed to recover himself.
We have a small problem. He said.
"Small! You call this small!" I asked incredulously, but shut up at the look Meggy and Scott flashed in my direction.
"Are you going to explain what's going on, Master Zilitherion?" Linari asked.
First of all, my name is not 'Master Zilitherion', it's Scott. We don't know how we got here, nor how we can get back. He said. Now they were both staring at us, incomprehension clear in their eyes.
"Have you ever roll played? Pretended to be someone that you are not? That is what we do," I indicated myself, Juidinan and Scott.
"We 'pretend' to be people we are not, only now we are them." Even that made little sense to me, but I saw understanding dawn on their faces and something else as well, I couldn't tell what.
"Come with us." Anakin said. We followed after him, now I know how lambs feel when they are being led to the slaughter house, I had no idea where I was going. But of course overriding curiousity took over and as they rounded a corner, I went the other way. I didn't get very far though, Linari had obviously seen me wander off and caught up with me.
"You're going the wrong way, we're taking you to the healers." She said. Oh, goody I thought. Healers are doctors and while I had to go to see my doctor on a regular basis (that's the con of beind as accident prone as I am) I hated doctors in general, they always wanted to stick needles in me, the last time I had been in the hospital, It had only taken a nurse five tries and three needles to find a vein. It looked like I had no choice, because Linari looked like she would drag me down the corridors by my hair if I didn't agree to go. She thought I was an eight year old giant and while I might act like that sometimes, I was really twenty five, no need for her to know that though.
"Ok, lead on." I said. She shook her head, smiling.
"I think that I'll walk after you this time." She said. I sighed, I didn't think I was that transparent. We eventually got to the healers and I was right, they did want to stick needles in me. What is it about doctors, there the same wherever you go, an apprentice healer attempted to get a needle into my arm, but after a few tries and breaking the first needle, he decided that a stronger. Linari had gone somewhere else and she had obviously told Anakin to make sure I didn't run off again, because he stood next to me. Then he (the apprentice healer) returned with the stronger needle, I looked at it and probably gulped in pain. I turned to Anakin.
"Is that really necessary to stick me with a needle designed to pierce an elephant hide?" I asked. He looked confused.
"What's an elephant?" He said.
"Something that I'm not. Look I'm always cutting myself, the next time I do I'll come down here and fill there test tubes with my life giving liquid." I said. The healer smiled up at me.
"This won't hurt a bit." He said. I groaned, shaking my head.
"Yes, that's what every doctor says and it always does." Then I decided to play the part of a eight year old to the hilt.
"I'm only eight and you're going to stick me with that!" I shrieked loudly. The healer ignored me completely as he got the humongous needle into my arm and withdrew some blood.
"There that wasn't so bad. Was it?" He asked, smiling.
"How well do you think you can smile if you're missing your front teeth?" I snapped. I looked over in Scott's direction who was also trying to persuade a healer that he was in perfect health, at least they weren't using him as a pincushion. Meggy was finished being used as a guinea pig and was now waving her activated lightsaber around, trying to lop her own arm of or something. I stood up to go over to her but Anakin who was doing his convicted felon guard routine grabbed my arm, pulling me up short. I stared down at him, some people say that height can be intimadating. Anakin looked about as intimadated as a bantha, this wasn't working out as planned.