I DO NOT OWN it Thnaks ya'll for your reviews...get ready for drama. This chapter is extremely sad...I hope y'all don't die...KIDDING it is also short but I couldn't put it on the last chapter so its supposed to be short...but it's important. No flames for slightly Christian themes...please
Ari woke up. Simply she was excited to get out of the hospital. Finally! She had waited so long, she needed to feel the lightsaber in her hand.
The lights were dim " It must be really early" she thought.
The girl stood up she saw Obi-Wan, Marq, and Qui-Gon. Why were they crying?
" Hey guys... who died?" she laughed
How could they have not heard her?
" Hello"
Ari turned around, and saw it. Her limp body, trying to be resuscitated. Tears rolled down her face. How could she have died? How? She started sobbing as she saw Obi-Wan comforted by his master.
" Why now?" sobbed Obi-Wan
And Marq's eyes, oh Marq's eyes. She knew what she was thinking.
She spoke : " Damn the Force. She was so young." Cried Marq
" No!" screamed Ari
She would never see her greatest battles, raise a padwan, and see the meanings of her dreams. But mostly, she yearned to kiss Obi-Wan, yearned to feel his lips against hers.
How could this happen!
She was healthy and ready to leave!
The old maid came into the room.
" Her wounds opened up last night. She was infected"
Obi-Wan was raging , yet still holding his head.
" WHY DIDN'T YOU CHECK ON HER? WHY DIDN'T YOU KEEP WATCH? WHY THE HELL DID YOU LET HER DIE!"
Obi-Wan had exploded.
" Wait"
A blip of life came from Ari
Ari felt pain, was this good?
The blip left.
And came back again.
And left
It came back stronger... but soon went weak.
Ari ghost fell to the floor... and felt herself dying.
" Obi..." she mumbled
It was fuzzy, she would do anything to live.
She had heard about something from a friend, like his name was God, and was related to the Force. But God had benefits, so said her friend, that you could talk to him, and he could help you.
Ari prayed:
" God please I can't die right now! I have life to live"
The fuzziness came in and out, sometimes it was perfect vision sometimes it was black.
She tried to help herself live.
But a question entered her mind... who had opened the wouds?
A/N I know I know how could I. But this is important and this IS NOT THE END!
It is SUPPOED TO BE SHORT NO FLAMES FOR CHRISTIAN THEMES