"It's not the goodbye that hurts but the flashbacks that follow."
-Unknown
Hope is the key to solving any problem, that's what her father used to say when things went wrong. But unfortunately it didn't fix her pain. As long as she can remember people kept letting her down. She had convinced herself it was a curse: it had made things easier.
She wouldn't call her childhood a golden one, it was far from it. It had it's good days and of course it's darks. And this was definitely the darkest.
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Emerald green grass swayed in the tropical planet of Takodana. Clouds were raging upon the once clear blue sky. A storm was coming, but it wasn't any kind of storm: it was a storm that only a few can sense.
A little girl no older then the age of ten, ran towards her home as the dark Imperial shuttle flew over her. She knew he was there: she could sense his dark presence coming closer. She needed to warn her father before it was to late.
The cold wind blew her dark caramel brown hair all around her face, making it difficult to see. Her lungs burned from Climbing the steep hill towards her house, with the little energy she has left. After the long run to her house, the girl punched in the password and carefully slides through the the doors to her house.
"He's ... here I-l felt him." The girl panted, her lungs still burning from her attempt to run faster.
"I know My little Starlight," Her father knelt down to his daughter level, "now I want you to pack your things an-"
"Papa, I finished packing oh." A boy with sandy blond hair burst into the room, with a tan knapsack flung over his shoulders..
"Killian go and help your sister pack her things hurry now we don't have much time." Their mother quietly ordered, pushing them towards the girl's bedroom. The boy nodded in obedience.
As the two siblings made there way, the girl glanced back at her father. She noticed that he was having a conversation with an old family friend Saw Gerrera. The girl snapped out of her daze the moment she heard her brother's voice. "Come on Cryst."
Entering her room, the girl immediately started packing what was important to her to take. There was nothing valuable in the room; just a few childhood toys and a few pieces of clothing.
After a few moments of silence, "Kili, do you think we're ever going to stop running?" The girl asked her brother.
Killian shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know." He answered truthfully.
His sister nodded slowly, then continued to pack her things. It wasn't the first they had to moved away. The Empire made sure of it; ever since order sixty-six was activated, Empire had made her and her family life a living hell.
While scanning her room for anything else she might need, she felt a cold chill crawled up her spine. She knew it wasn't the weather, only something so vile can caused a feeling like this. She looked at her brother fearful. He mouthed at her "We need to go now!"
With that said the girl quickly grabbed her bag, and stuffed it with anything she saw. In the middle of stuffing her bag she saw her favorite stuffed doll laying on top of her bed. She extended her hand to get her doll, but Killian dragged her away before she could grab it.
"Lets go!" Killian exclaimed, dragging her out of her room.
"But-." She tried to protest but was cut off.
"There's no time, Cryst." He say softly.
His sister frowned. Using her free hand, she stretched it as far she could and tried to concentrate extremely hard on her doll. Within seconds the plush doll slowly floated towards the girl. When the doll was close enough to reach, the girl snatched it as quickly as she can and started heading towards to the living area, where her father and brother were waiting.
As soon she entered the room, her father had just finished deactivating the holo pad. He sighed heavily. "It's time, isn't it?" The girl questioned, but already knowing the truth.
Her father nodded, "Killian, Crystal," Their father began, "I want you both to know that what ever we may do, we do it to protect you both." He says.
"We know, father." Killian said bravely.
His father grind proudly at his son. He pulled his children into a hug. He kissed their foreheads. "Let's go, it's nearly nightfall." Her father rose up from his position, then grabbed his children' small hands and headed out the small cottage where they once called home.
She felt a conflicted of the situation. Wasn't her father joining them? What made this so different then the others times they disappeared? Millions of questions ran in her head, but non she could answer.
Crystal glanced at her father. His weary steel blue eyes was filled with of determination, and hope, but yet their was specks of sadness and grief in there as well. His sandy hair was matted from the cold sweat of the hard work in the fields and the constant training for days like this. Slight wrinkles spattered over his face from old age, but don't let it deceive you; Within the old flesh, lies a powerful loin ready to pounce to anyone who dares to harm his pack.
Her father caught her expression. He nodded to her as a sign that every thing would be alright, but Crystal did believe it.
"Fear..."An old voice said in her mind.
Victor rushed his children to the outskirts of the house, there lay a path that leads to a small but secured safe haven.
After a few short miles, their father stopped them for a quick moment. Stepping in front of his children, he knelt down once more and asked "You both know where to go from here, right?"
"Yes." They said in unison. Their father made sure they memorized the way just in case they got separated. Sometimes they would even do drills just to make sure.
"Good," he breathed, " that's good. Now I want you two to look after each other okay? Remember your training," his eyes flickered at their lightsabers that was clung to their belt, "trust the Force." He says.
Crystal couldn't take it any more, "Where your going Papa?" Crystal asked.
"You and I both know where I am going." he said honestly,
Tell him she thought. Tell him to stay, to forget the shuttle and come with the mm instead.
"I'm scared." She whispered.
"I know you are, I am too, but I want you to be strong. Theses are dark time we're living in,, people are going hurt you and betray you. My only advice for you my darling children is to hold onto hope, promise me that, hold onto it, keep it alive. Because hope is the key to solving any problem."
"I promise Papa." Crystal vowed.
"So do I." Said Killian.
Their father look at them with such pride. "May the Force be with you both."
"May the Force be with you to Papa." she said, trying to conceal the tears that was threatening to slip out.
He gave them one last smile before taking off to the other direction where the shuttle .
"Anger..." The anonymous voice said.
As soon their father was out of sight Crystal tried to sneak away from the path and her brother, but was caught in the act before taking the first step.
"No Cryst," Her brother pulled her back, "we need to go," he protested.
"But, but we need to help him. " She argued. She knew in the pit of her stomach that something to horrible was going to happen.
"He can handle it." Killian grabbed his sister wrist and dragged her more towards the path.
"Why can't you just listen to me!" Crystal exclaimed.
"The day I listen to you is the day I-I get trampled by a building!" He snapped harshly.
"And the day I listen to you is the I get hit by lightning! Crystal spat back.
Sure they tease each other but it was never this harsh. Killian sighed heavily, "Look I'm sorry but after.. after Mama died, I promise Papa I'll look after you if he wasn't here plus if he sent us here, it must've been for a good reason."
Deep down Crystal knew he was right, but didn't wanted admit it, he would most likely gloat at her: however there was that bad feeling inside of her that urge her to go help her father.
Crystal sighed in frustration "Fine." She grumbled, but still believed that something was still going to happen if they don't interfere.
Killian couldn't help but smirk. "Well come on then." He announced, leading her more into the forest.
Following her brother footsteps down the hill, Crystal turned around to make sure they weren't being followed. In a distance, she saw her father only a few feet away from the shuttle, waiting patiently for something or someone to come glanced back at her brother, deciding rather to ran off to her father or to stay by her brother's side.
I'm sorry she thought. While Killian was blabbing who's knows what, Crystal took the opportunity, and quietly sprinted to the other direction...
The girl hide in the wet grass. The thick Takodana rain had made it way over the scenery, making it difficult to make out of what was happening; the rain had only gotten worse. The wind blowed heavily on the palm trees, knocking them down to the ground.
Waiting for something to happen Crystal's mind slowly drifted to her brother. Wondering if he even noticed her absence. Probably so, he most likely noticed how quite it was or saw that no one was behind him. But she couldn't worry about him now, her main problem was this moment.
With the little visible Crystal could barely make out of what was going on.
The shuttle doors opened, a dark figure slowly made its way out of the shuttle.
Imperials She thought. If only that was true. Her father ignited his lightsabers. A long fiery blue blade held in front of him ready for any attack of the enemy.
"It assumes that the rumors were true," A dark robotic voice said, while activating his own lightsaber, " Jedi Master Stark had survived order sixty-six."
Crystal stomach dropped when he spoke. She didn't catch what her father had said. Terrible flashbacks danced in her head like a awful nightmare where she couldn't wake up.
Crystal froze. She couldn't move. Her mind became blank. Her lungs felt tight. Her ears felt as if someone was screaming directly in them. The only thing working was her eyes; watching her parents trying to fight the dark Sith.
Every time her father would attack or deflect, sparks of red and blue flew onto the wet grass. The battle between the Sith lord had seemed to go on forever.
"This is your final warning, surrender now and maybe Emperor will show you little mercy," Darth Vader told.
"I rather die then to bow down to your Emperor." Her father stated.
"That can be arrange." The dark lord challenged.
The battle continued as well the mighty storm. Thunder roared as the two blades clashed into together.
"Hate..." A unknown voice says.
"If you won't join me, Perhaps your children would make a excellent exceptions to the Emperor." Darth Vader said.
Crystal realized what was he was trying to do; he was trying to get to him. Making him lose his focus. She wanted more then anything call his name, to warn him before it was to late. But her throat felt dry. Even with the poring rain her throat and tongue felt like the hot desert of Jakku; her heart was racing. Her mind screaming at her, telling her to help her father, warned him of the Sith plan.
"Never!"
Everything went fast after that. Her father attacking left and right, but it wasn't enough. Even with the will of the Force her father slipped and was pierced in the heart.
Crystal laid there in horror as she saw her father buckled downs to the cold wet ground.
Her father was dead, and it was all her fault.
"Suffering!" It echoed.
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