Week 9: Still companion pieces to Skywalker in Name
41. rebirth
42. scars
43. disease
44. agony
45. healing

Rebirth

Family members cheered as the baby's cries pierced through their silent anticipation. The family was not allowed in, but Jysella could hear them through the walls of the medbay. It was her second child and it was completely different from the birth of her other kid. But I can't think of him now. This is Miya's moment. Where I failed to be there for your brother, I'll always be here for you, little Miya. You'll know your mother and I'll make you the happiest girl on all of Corellia.

For Jysella Horn Rees, this second birth was synonymous with rebirth.

Scars

Allana glanced at her Father's holo and then at herself. Her father always wore layers upon layers of scars on his skin and on his soul. She sucked in her breath and looked at her own. Where her father's scars came from the Yuuzhan Vong, hers were all from her own doing.

Anger rose as Allana saw one of her scars healing. She couldn't let it grow back; her father had told her that as a Sith, she needed constant pain. And she needed something to override her other pains, something to help her think more clearly. Then, the blood flowed.

Disease

It was rare for Allana to have dinner by herself, yet there she was, alone. Her consort was gone on a diplomatic mission to one of their sixty-three worlds and she locked everyone else out. Red blots appeared as she sank her nails into her palm. It was blood. Skywalker blood.

That particular family's blood was like a disease. Wherever it flowed, it brought darkness, misery, pain, and death. She inherited all of that from her father and the opportunities to wreak more havoc from her mother. Her dead mother, who left her on this throne in the first place.

Agony

The young woman wanted to scream in agony as she used the Force to spread the poison throughout her body, but she couldn't. It would cure Hapes of the Skywalker disease and now was more vital than ever, with her being pregnant. She could not afford to pass those genes on to her child. And in order for the cure to work, she could not be discovered until after she was dead.

She rolled up her sleeves and examined her hidden scars. Force doesn't know how tempting it is to cut again! But blood would make people question her sanity.

Healing

The Prince Consort could not believe his ears as he spoke to the Hapan people. He knew to expect this moment any day and yet it still seemed so unreal.

"My people, please do not think of this as Queen Mother's Allana's passing, but as Queen Navira's ascension. Let this not be a time of mourning, but a time of healing." He then muttered softly to himself, "Now, if only I can even start to take my own advice."

But he couldn't, not with his wife dead and his newborn twin children in critical condition because of some idiot's poison.