A/N: Yay! Update! I apologize once again for the substandard length. Enjoy!
She embraced the dark, longed for it, craved it. Her eyes thanked her as she lowered her lids gently, sealing her pupils from the blaring lights of the lift she was currently standing in. She swayed dangerously until her shoulder found the wall and she leaned against it gratefully. Her head was spinning.
The Council...oh, the Council. A sigh escaped her chapped and swollen lips.
What had they done?
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"We have given this much thought, Padawan Vassic." Master Windu pierced through her with his dark brown orbs. "We have decided your new Master shall be Master Anakin Skywalker."
Karvas eyes grew wide.
What?
She felt her entire body grow weak. She inhaled sharply and her eyes washed over the ground, dragging her head along with them.
Her hands clasped and unclasped in front of her and her breathing grew ragged. It was difficult to read her. No one in the chamber knew if she was angry, or just upset and they didn't dare enter the mind of someone so fragile.
"Tomorrow you shall retrieve your belongings and move them to Master Skywalkers quarters. After that, you shall being your training as usual." Windu instructed firmly, barely noticing her reaction to his previous piece of information.
Usual...The word echoed in Karvas head.
'If anything were going on as usual, I wouldn't be standing here right now. I would be training with my Master. Not the imposter you have decided to throw me to.' The thoughts churned venomously inside her.
The time had come for her to think about her new Master, and she was not happy. She was angry. No, not angry, furious. A new Master, a new life. She didn't want a new Master, she was happy with her life.
Her anger and hatred swirled dangerously in her stomach, trying to work its way up and out of her mouth. It was begging her to release its self upon the world, to spew out the toxic words forming on the tip of her tongue. She bit herself.
The crisp taste of her blood sent her falling back towards reality.
What was she thinking? These were not thoughts of a Jedi! Let alone Karva. What was happening to her? She was changing, morphing into some disgusting creature.
She clenched her right forearm with her left hand. Her palm was cold and moist.
Karva felt a hand on her shoulder and snapped around defensively. She looked up into the large blue eyes of Skywalker. Seeing her reaction he quickly snatched his hand away from her and held it up in an apologetic motion.
"I'm sorry for startling you."
She hated when he looked at her like that. His expression was so intense, she had never seen anything like it. Karva looked around awkwardly, searching for a way to break eye contact.
The Council chamber was deserted. She had not noticed a thing.
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"Why?" Karvas voice was rough and dry, and the word clawed at the back of her throat. She spoke without moving from her resting place against the lift wall and without opening her eyes. She was afraid that if she opened her eyelids but a crack, the tears would threaten to fall.
"Why what?" Skywalker replied in his silky voice.
"Why you?" Karva rested her forhead now against the wall and clenched her eyelids together.
"I don't know what you mean." His voice, oh his voice. It was like nothing she had ever heard. It infuriated her, yet she was drawn in by its silky sweet charm all the same.
"Why take a Padawan now? You were only Knighted two years ago, don't you want to enjoy the freedom that comes along with being a Master? You're so young." She crossed her arms over her chest and frowned.
"You're right. I wasn't going to take a Padawan so soon after becoming a Master, but, you're old enough that you'll be facing the trials very soon. Besides, there's not much more that I can teach you." He finished off with a light tone to his voice. "Are you feeling alright?"
Karva could sense the concern in his voice, though she could tell he was trying to hide it.
"I'm fine." She dismissed him quickly and straightened up then sighed when the lift finally stopped and opened onto Skywalkers floor. She squinted slightly at the harsh artificial light that pounded past her pupils and into her head. He gave her one last look then exited the lift. Karva paused slightly to rub her cheeks then followed him out.
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This, this felt good. Darkness. Nothing but darkness.
Having been too tired to even simply undress, Karva had half-heartedly slipped off her boots then collapsed on top of what was now to be her bedroom.
The sheets of the bed were rough and scratched her face. They smelt of washing.
Everything had changed, nothing was ever going to be the same.
Her life was no longer how she knew it.
Everything was different, and the thought alone made her sick.
This was how it was going to be from now on. Staring up at Skywalker as a mentor and teacher, though he was only 3 years her elder made her feel very strange. She should have been looking at him as a friend, instead...instead...things were different. This wasn't how it was supposed to be. It...it...
Karva was growing too tired to think straight. With a heavy heart and even heavier eyelids, she pulled her pillow from beneath her head and hugged it tightly to her chest.
It didn't take long at all before the darkness engulfed her completely.