Resting from what occurred the other day felt like a weight lifted off my shoulders. I seriously hope that doesn't happen again! After thinking it over I felt sick and nearly threw up. It's that bad! Woe to those who think it's a good thing. Evil comes in all shapes and sizes, be aware!
"What next my friend?" I asked walking up to Ahsoka.
"Jedi business." She answered.
"Am I qualified?" I asked.
"Not this time around. Let's do something alone, apart from each other." She suggested.
"But I want to be with you." I pleaded.
"Somethings are done better alone." She said putting her hand on my shoulder.
"Okay." I sighed.
I hate disappointments especially when it comes to not being with my friends, but being able to hug Ahsoka before she left made me feel a little better. I watch her leave and rest in a room. With nothing to do I meditate my mind and body to search myself. Maybe I can find a way to escape the fate scarred upon me. Maybe if I don't find out about Ahsoka's death then I'll be okay.
"Why so troubled are you?" Asked an elder's voice.
"What? Master Yoda!" I exclaimed.
"In danger you are." He said pointing his stick at me.
"Everyone says that, I'm doomed to this fate when Ahsoka dies I die." I moaned.
"Believe that do you?" Yoda asked.
"Well, I suppose." I said scratching the back of my head.
"Faith you must have in order to overcome this." He said smiling.
Faith is something I lack in days like these seeing everything collapse in front of me: the galaxy, hope, and soon my best friend.
"Easy for you to say, you're not doomed by this fate." I said about to cry.
"Death is a natural part of life, but not the end it is. Only the beginning of a new life." Yoda explained.
"I guess, but I'm not ready to die. Unlike you I have plans for the future." I pointed.
"So many planned for their future, but fulfilled it they did not."
It's sad that many plan for their future but die before they can make it happen. The Younglings had a future of becoming Jedi Knights, but were slaughtered by Anakin who is now Darth Vader.
"You're not helping Master Yoda: I don't even know what I'm supposed to do." I complained.
"Allow the Force to guide you, and only then will your path become clear."
Those were Yoda's last words when he faded away from my vision. I guess I'm on my own from here. No one can save me, not myself, Ahsoka, the Rebels, no one. That's when I curl in a ball and cry. What would you do if you were doomed to a death sentence? Most would probably do stupid things that would bring them close to death. At least I think so. For me I just cry till my emotions run dry.
After a few hours of letting my feelings bleed, I arise and lay on my bed to rest my tired body. That was emotionally exhausting! Finally Ahsoka returns and sees me in the wreaked state I'm in. She walks over quietly, kneels down, and kisses my forehead. I open my eyes and see the bright smile of a good friend.
"Good morning sleeping beauty." She said smiling.
"Hey Ahsoka." I said crawling out of bed.
I fall into her arms with no energy left in my body. Ahsoka holds me so I don't slip and fall to the ground. Friends can hold onto each other too you know. It's not just a boy/girl relationship thing. Our world is just messed up!
Noticing I'm limp, Ahsoka feels for a pulse and it's getting fainter. So she carries me to the medical center and Rex helps. The moment I arrive I flat line and Ahsoka gets concerned. She starts to feel she has a real connection with me after all these years. After a few shock treatments my heart starts to beat again. Oxygen is provided as well as an IV to keep me hydrated.
Slowly, but surly I begin to wake up.
"Look, she's waking up." Rex said taking notice.
"What happened?" I asked.
"You need to stop dying on us." Ahsoka said nervously giggling.
"I almost died, again?" I asked.
"Apparently, what caused you to feel weak?" Rex wondered.
"I saw Yoda and we talked." I began.
"You saw Master Yoda!?" Ahsoka gasped.
"Yes, he told me that faith is a way to escape this fate but that's hard to find these days." I explained.
"We'll help you, I'm here for you." Ahsoka said wrapping her arm around me.
I felt at ease and held my friend tight in my arms. She had to leave after that to discuss something about Younglings with Kanan. The Inquisitors are after them for Sidious to raise them and train them in the dark side. We all know that's not going to happen when Ahsoka takes center stage! But I don't understand why there are these Inquisitors. I thought Sith only had a master and an apprentice. Things change I guess.
I hate being stuck here in a hospital when I could be out there with Ahsoka, but there's a reason why I'm not there. Not just because I'm currently weak, a lightsaber duel takes place and that would have been ugly for me to be around.
When Ahsoka arrives, she checks up on me and hangs with me till the dawn of a new day. What that day will bring is a mystery. This worry of the unknown nags at my soul stealing all hope of surviving this fate. If I'm to have faith then no fear or doubt should be in me, but faith in what? In God? The Force? I guess to trust in whom I serve is best fit, but I feel like I'm fading inside.
