Disclaimer: I don't own the band Demon Hunters or Star Wars. Darn!
AN-Without further ado…the second chapter!
Chapter 2: Alone
I Play Dead by Demon Hunters
Play dead again. It just might stop before the end.
If I pretend you may not see the pain I'm in.
So close to me, can't tell what I'm supposed to be.
Don't stop to breathe, can't bear to think what you might see.
This tourniquet, these blessed hands around my head
So I can keep from...
Bleeding.
I've got to find a way to stop before it starts.
Finding its way through my veins right to my heart.
I never thought it something everyone could see.
And it kills within me.
CHORUS:
I won't, I won't leave without a trace.
I won't be erased.
It's in my head, I can't forget what you once said.
The words I read, the fractured soul that I can't mend.
Right here with me, killing the void I used to be.
Remembering through fading sparks of memory.
Two broken hands lift seven wounds and fight to stand
To keep the lungs from.
Caving.
I've got to find a way to stop before it starts.
Finding its way through my veins right to my heart.
I never thought it something everyone could see.
And it kills within me.
(CHORUS)
Turning. It's moving. Escaping right through me.
I care not. I bleed not. For you I believe not.
I play dead.
Today instead of just the usual cold, it was chilly and raining, but somehow it wasn't snowing for it was definitely cold enough for it. The pouring rain came down in sheets, obscuring everyone that dared venture outside from those inside. Alesse was soaked to the bone from standing under a small overhanging, not nearly sufficient enough to cover all of her 6-year-old body, all night. She shivered in the acrid rain, trying to fid a place in which she could rest her weary self. Sneezes overtook her and she fell to the floor in a heap, coughing and choking as if on her death bed. After a few hours of the same thing, the rain let up a little bit, allowing her to get out of the cramped space in which to she took cover. She stumbled along the beaten road, attempting to find the cantina in the once again, blinding rain, pounding on the doors, until another coughing fit overcame her. On the side of the road she stood, hacking and heaving, whilst the rain streamed down the rafters overhead.
Her heart was pounding, her head throbbing, every bone and muscle in her sick body felt as though it was on fire. Someone, a woman by the sounds of it, asked her if she was okay, but Alesse's tongue felt like rock and was too heavy to move. Warm hands gripped her arms and pulled her to her sore feet and as she looked around, her vision swam.
"Are you all right?" The voice seemed to come over a long distance. "I repeat, are you all right?" The person enunciated each word as if she were stupid. The being let go of her, so her arms and knees buckled, the muddy floor rushed up to meet her in a flash of brown.
"Look at me." The voice didn't sound harsh, so Alesse desperately tried to open her eyes; but alas, they were too heavy to open. The balmy fingers pried them open, gazing into their infinite coldness, trying to find a sign of recognition. They jumped around, attempting to find the source of the noise.
The person's rich, honey-like voice said, "I asked if you were okay?" Alesse tried to respond, but her parched throat only allowed her to make wordless gestures. NO! She screeched silently, but who could hear her there?
:Please tell me, are you all right: A voice asked, inside her very mind.
:Who's there:
:Calm down, only me:
:Who are you: She screamed.
:My name is Huyana and I'm trying to help you:
:I'm fine:
:You don't look like it. My padawan and I will take you back to our ship's medical bay:
This time two pairs of hands, one cold and clammy, hoisted her up as she struggled feebly. It quickly stopped though when they slapped a sedative patch on her, and she fell into comforting darkness.
She was floating in a world of obscurity, lingering between death and life, dark and light, until someone rushed her back to the present. Harsh halogen lights seared her weary eyes, burning the retinas and causing luminosity to appear before them. Out of this light stepped a dark silhouette, though one with piercing blue eyes. When the lights before her eyes dimmed away, she took a long, close look at the lady standing before her. White-blond hair tied into an elegant knot at the back of her head, formed a ring-like halo around her head; Penetrating azure eyes appeared as if they had been plucked right out of the sky and placed graciously in her head by the gods. She had golden skin, which pointed at the fact that she was alien, most likely from Onderon, or somewhere near there.
"Hello." Her mellifluous voice said.
Alesse just stared, never in her rather short life, had someone actually been nice to her.
"Are you going to respond?"
"Uh-oh sorry. Hello." Now that someone had spoken to her, her true emotions rang out and she wore them proudly.
"Do you feel better now?"
Alesse thought about this question for a while before responding, "Well I don't feel like I'm on fire anymore, I've stopped shivering, my splitting headache is gone, so I guess for the purposes that we're discussing yes, I feel better."
Surprised at her intelligence for someone with absolutely no education Huyana said, "Well that's a good thing."
Alesse paused, "You don't think I'm smart, do you? You think I'm an idiot savant."
"Wha-no of course not." She replied astonished for Alesse had read her thoughts. She stopped mid-sentence and changed direction, "Have you ever heard of the Jedi?"
Alesse snorted, "Yes those bunches of blubbering dimwits that use the 'Force' and prance around the galaxy 'saving' worlds and lives, but in reality allow innocent people on places like Chommel Minor to die."
"Um, well you see, I'm a Jedi."
"Oh." She raised her eyebrows in confusion and shock. "I'm sorry about that last comment, its just, well-"
"Don't be sorry, that is how you perceive the Jedi, but let me tell you what we really do. The Jedi Temple is located on Coruscant. It is where we take young force-sensitive children and train them to become peacekeepers for the galaxy. They are kept away from emotions like hate, anger, loneliness, etc. so they can grow up to become Jedi Knights."
"That seems much more heroic than my version."
"I have a feeling that the Force led me to you for a reason, perhaps you are force-sensitive?"
"If I was force-sensitive why would it have made me live on this frozen hellhole for 6 years? Why would my mother damn me for an eternity? Why would the great 'Force' allow me to live like this for 6 goddamn years?" She screamed, her voice rising by the second. "Why would the Force curse me like this?" She took a deep breath and stopped her frenzy.
Wide blue eyes stared in alarm at the amazing anger and power the small girl radiated, "Maybe the Force did it for a reason, one that you may not find out for a very long time."
"I guess." She replied in her usual monotone.
Huyana pulled out a small holoprojector and clicked it on, "Can you tell me what this image is?"
Alesse thought long and hard, her tongue sticking out the corner of her mouth, "I think it's a comlink."
"Correct. What is it now?" She clicked another button.
"It's a picture of a short, green man with pointy ears." She exclaimed, this time not taking as long.
"Right you are. Now what is it?"
Alesse's eyes narrowed to green slits, as she thought hard intently, concentrating on the projector, "It's a man, with a purple bar of light, standing in a defensive position!"
"Excellent. I do believe you are force-sensitive, so if you like, I would like to take you to the Jedi Temple on Coruscant."
"Co-Co-Coruscant?" She stammered.
"Yes…." Huyana trailed off.
"I'd love to!"
AN- Yeah this was a happier chapter, but I'm just getting you ready for the angst later on! So please review!
Kaikala
