AN- Thanks for the reviews, people! even though I only had two people review, I decided that they were so inspiring that I would keep up this story just for them.
andea- You have no idea how happy and inspired that made me! FYI the chapters are short because all my other fics have long chapters, and this is mostly to follow a random plot bunny that got off of his leash. the chapters are short, but I'll make up for that in speed between updates, as long as people review.
Ace Ryn Knight-question; does the middle word of your user name refer to the Ryn species? and here I though I was the only one who thought they were awsome...
DISCLAIMER: see chapter 1
CHAPTER 1:
Dim light, endless confusion and endless pain: That was all he knew. The slug-like creature attached to his back sent a wave of pain through him if he thought about the wrong thing, so he tried not to think at all. At least his belly had been healed. That much he was thankful for, but the shaper kept tormenting him, causing the spineray to send silver-white pain through every muscle because of the answers he gave. There was some sort of membrane separating him from the shaper, and she seemed to make it either soundproof or like it wasn't even there. She always asked him questions, simple questions, but they were getting more difficult to answer, like his mind was being re-written. She came over and stood in front of him on the other side of the membrane and made it permeable to sound. "What is your name?" She asked. He trembled and closed his eyes, trying to remember the answer to such a simple question. He searched his mind, trying to come up with an answer. Then he got it.
"Anakin So-" He didn't get any further. The spineray sent such pain through him that he screamed and passed out.
"No, you are Vangoren Kwaad, a Klevinda; a Yuuzhan Vong tri-caste high officer. The infidels stole you from us four months ago and wiped your memory. I am simply bringing your real memories to the surface."
"Vangoren Kwaad," he said the word slowly, as if testing how it felt to say it. It didn't cause him pain, which was something new. "How did the...infidels...get a hold of me?" he paused on the word, not liking the sound of it. The spineray tingled, warning him such thoughts would be punished.
Nen Yim frowned as if what she was about to say pained her, but she didn't want to let it show. "It was an ambush. They attacked you on the fourth moon of the planet Yavin, and drugged you somehow. You were gone without a trace before any of your subordinates could come to your aide. They were jeedai, and we do not know what sort of horrible things they may have done to you."
"Why do I feel so strange?"
"The spineray gives you pain to embrace so that I may bring your true memories to the surface. Without pain, we are nothing. Without sacrifice, we are nothing. In time, when your memory is restored, you will retrain yourself in the ways of a Klevinda with the Supreme Overlord himself."
Anakin—no, Vangoren Kwaad—nodded his head. "Continue, Master Shaper. Make me whole." The spineray gave no objection, and Nen Yim began her work again.
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