Stripped
Disclaimer: I own Ben, Chester Meroff, Ms. Welsh and her kids, and Kreela. The rest is Disney's.
Ben followed the strange mouse down the ropes that dangled off the edge of the docks and followed them under the docks. They stopped at a small platform that stuck out from the wall where the dock ended.
"Now that we are away from prying eyes and ears I shall answer your questions," The older mouse said pulling back her hood. She had blue eyes, the same colors as Ben's and age lines around her eyes and mouth. Her white hair hung in two thick tails over her shoulders, held together by strips of cloth tied at the ends.
"You want to know who I am, and how I know you were pregnant," She answered wisely, even before Ben had a chance to open her mouth. Ben nodded.
"I will tell you my name," The older mouse answered. "I am Kreela. I was sent to find you and help you on your quest for the one you hate most."
"Which would be Chester Meroff," Ben confirmed. "But how did you-"
"Before the other questions are answered, there is something weighing on your conscience, something you wish to resolve."
Ben felt guilt wash over her. She knew Kreela was talking about Basil.
"Come young one, let us go mend what is broken," Kreela said.
"Wait, I must know now, how do you know these things? Are you a spy?" Ben asked, her eyes narrowing threateningly.
Kreela sighed. "If you wish to know young one, you shall," Kreela said. "I am what is known to humans as a Jedi."
"A Jedi?" Bed inquired, confusion wrinkling her brow.
"We Jedi have powers like telepathy, and something known as the Force."
"The Force is what links all life together," Ben found herself saying without even realizing.
"Yes young one, that it is. I also sense great potential in you," Kreela told her.
"What? How? I never showed any of these. . .powers you mentioned," Bed told her, now pacing up and down the platform.
"That's because the powers were stripped from you long ago, to protect you from monsters like Chester, who can sense Force Sensitives such as yourself," Kreela explained, causing Ben to stop in her tracks.
"I had these powers?" Bed asked, bewilderment mixing with her confusion.
"Yes, I feel the time is right to give them back to you now," Kreela told her. "All you have to do is close your eyes."
Ben hesitated, but slowly did as she was told. Kreela walked up to Ben and placed a gnarled hand to her forehead. The minuet Ben felt her head be touch she jerked back.
"Calm yourself young one, feel the Force within you," Kreela whispered. Ben relaxed, feeling a sense of calm over coming her. Flashes of past events blinked across her mind as Kreela reactivated the Force. When Kreela let go of Ben's head, she opened her eyes slowly, feeling calm and at peace.
"Now, young one, you must train to focus you newly awakened powers, but first let us take care of what needs to be done," Kreela said quietly, leading Ben off the docks and into the night.
The sun was beginning to rise, a rosy glow creeping over the streets as Ben and Kreela made their way to Baker Street.
"I don't know if he'll forgive me. I mean I did hit him pretty hard," Ben said, feeling nervous as they crossed a street.
"He will forgive you young one, have no doubts about that," Kreela confirmed.
"I hope you're right," Ben thought.
"I assure you that I am."
As they were walking down the street, Ben ran into a very familiar mouse, wearing a very familiar Deerstalker and Inverness.
"Oh, it's you," He said, a definite sneer in his voice.
"Basil? I was just going to your place to. . . apologize. . .for what I did," Ben said, feeling a guilty blush form on her face.
"So, you want forgiveness," Basil said, crossing his arms over his chest and glaring down at Ben.
"You will forgive the young one, and forget what has happened," Kreela said, waving her paw in front of her.
"I will forgive the young one and forget what has happened," Basil repeated blankly. "I apologize."
"Ben grinned, signaling her acceptance and held out her paw to shake hands. Though reluctant at first, Basil took it and shook it.
"Now that we have this settled, let us go and find Chester Meroff," Kreela told the two mice.
"You're still looking for Chester Meroff?" Basil asked.
"I got. . .preoccupied, but I have renewed my search," Ben told him. "Besides, I see you haven't found him either."
"He is a elusive character, but rest assured that we will find him," Basil told her as they headed to 221 ½ Baker street, unaware that James, hidden in the shadows of an alley, was watching them.
Yeah, another short chapter, but I hope it made sense and wasn't TOO badly OOC.
More to come you lovely people, so hold tight!