With the Enemy

Seraphina gripped her lightsaber tightly. She had been on the Destroyer for two days. Her family was fine. Seraphina could feel it through the Force. Amaro had insisted that she take it easy and recover from the crash in the hanger of his ship. After two days of doing nothing, she was getting restless.

The door to the room slid open and Amaro walked in. He stopped beside the couch Seraphina was seated on and took off the black mask. "Are you alright?"

Seraphina nodded. "Why am I here?" she asked. "I mean, besides you threatening to kill those passengers on the Millennium Falcon unless I surrendered, why do you want me on the ship with you?"

Amaro was silent for a moment. "I found out who was behind your blocked memories."

Seraphina looked up at him. "You did? Who?"

"My…master." He said quietly.

Seraphina jumped to her feet, once again clutching the hilt of her weapon so tightly her knuckles turned white. "Why would he do that?"

Amaro shook his head. "I'm not sure." He could feel her anger growing and she didn't try to contain it. Amaro found this odd. Anger wasn't a Jedi emotion. But isn't that what he wanted? For her to join him in the Dark Side and have her light extinguished? But something seemed off. Her Force signature had gotten significantly stronger during the year that they had been separated. "I haven't spoken with him yet, but when I do, I'll get some answers as to why he did that."

Seraphina only nodded. She didn't trust herself not to scream if she tried talking. She sat back down on the couch, not saying a word. Amaro could sense that she was still angry and he got an idea. "How about we spar?"

Seraphina looked up at him and smiled. He hadn't seen that smile in what felt like forever. Amaro grabbed his mask and together, they walked to the training room. When Amaro activated his blood red saber, Seraphina hesitated to bring hers to life.

"What's wrong?" Amaro asked. "Afraid I'll beat you again?"

Seraphina was never one to back down from a challenge. Another Skywalker behavior trait, I suppose. She thought. She ignited both sides of her lightsaber staff, revealing the color of her new crystal.

The white lightsaber took Amaro by surprise. "So…you did leave the Jedi Order." He stated. Seraphina gripped the hilt tighter. "You became a Gray Jedi." That would explain why her Force signature was stronger now.

When the sabers crashed together, Seraphina nearly crashed to the floor from the impact. She quickly fixed her stance and leaned into the locked sabers. Amaro pushed her away and she landed in a kneeling crouch, her saber deactivated. She stood up and grasped both ends of the saber staff. She twisted the two ends in opposite directions, breaking them apart into two separate sabers. Igniting each of them, she lunged at Amaro.

He quickly lifted up the red gross guard lightsaber and blocked the two white blades. Amaro's face was washed in the red glow of his saber while Seraphina's was bathed in the white illumination of her weapons. The narrow area between them was a light shade of pink.

A Stormtrooper walked into the room but paused when he saw the two Force-users fighting. He raised his blaster and aimed it at Seraphina. The bolt made it halfway between the trooper and Seraphina when Amaro raised his hand to stop it, not taking his attention away from the Gray Jedi in front of him.

"What do you want?" Amaro asked, ducking beneath the white saber and vaulting over Seraphina's head.

"You're needed on the bridge, sir." The trooper responded, watching the two people jump and twirl and bring their lightsabers together with a crash.

Seraphina raised her right saber to deflect Amaro's blade and swung the other one towards his chest. Amaro backed away to avoid getting cut and pushed Seraphina into the wall behind her with the Force. "I'll be there in a moment." Amaro said, approaching Seraphina.

The Stormtrooper hurried out the door, leaving Amaro and Seraphina to finish their duel. She's gotten better. Amaro thought.

Seraphina smiled. "Thank you for the compliment."

Amaro rolled his eyes and crashed his saber against hers. Amaro looked her in the eye, and she returned the gaze. Seraphina deactivated her twin blades and Amaro stumbled forward from pushing against her sabers. Seraphina ducked and rolled to the side, coming up behind him and activating her sabers again, holding them to the back of his head. "I win." She claimed.

Amaro climbed to his feet, switching off his blade. Seraphina shut off her own blades and put them back together, twisting them in the opposite directions again until a click could be heard, locking the hilts into place.

"That's an interesting lightsaber design." Amaro remarked, moving towards the door.

"I had no idea that it would turn out like that." Seraphina admitted.

"I'll walk you back to your room and then I have to go to the bridge." Amaro informed her.

"Can't I go with you?" she pleaded. "I won't run. I swear. Besides, you'll have Stormtroopers and First Order officers there to help keep an eye on me. Not to mention that you'll be there as well."

"Fine," Amaro sighed. "But if you do anything that makes me question your intentions on wanting to come, I will personally escort you back to the room."

Seraphina nodded. "I understand."

After Amaro clipped his lightsaber to his belt and put hit helmet back on, he gestured for Seraphina to follow him as he led the way towards the bridge. That area of the ship was bustling with energy. She made sure to stay close to Amaro and tried to ignore the odd stares and glances directed at her. "Captain," Amaro said, his voice once again sounding unusual with the helmet on. "Report."

The captain stepped forward and eyed Seraphina. He quickly turned his attention to the Sith. "We are prepared to return to base. However, a group of Resistance fighters have begun to fire upon our ship." As if on cue, the entire Star Destroyer shook and an X-wing flew by the view port. Seraphina couldn't help but smile when she recognized the markings indicating that the X-wing was part of the Blue Squadron.

"Prepare to enter hyperspace." Amaro ordered and the captain saluted before turning away. Amaro noticed Seraphina staring out of the view port with a small smile on her face. Irritation began to rise up in him. He grabbed onto Seraphina's wrist and marched out of the bridge, dragging her behind him.

"Let me go!" she yelled after the doors had slid closed behind them. Amaro ignored her and led the way to her room. Once inside he released her wrist and ripped his mask off. "What did I do?" she asked.

Amaro ran a hand through his dark hair. "I don't want you on the bridge anymore in case those friends of yours happen to recognize you."

Seraphina frowned and crossed her arms, sitting down on the edge of the bed. "I was being serious when I said I wasn't going to run away again. If those Resistance pilots wanted me off this thing, they would've had to force me off."

Amaro stared at her, not believing what he was hearing. "You… you would have stayed even when these pilots were going to come rescue you?"

"Well… yeah. Jo-Amaro, I'm not going to leave. If I did, you would just hunt me down again and threaten my friends in order to get me to surrender again."

Amaro chuckled. "Yes, I probably would do that." He tried to ignore the fact that she had almost called him Josh. "Perhaps it would be best if I stay here to make sure no pilots get their hands on you."

Seraphina looked up and scowled. "I don't need you to baby-sit me."

Amaro smiled. "I just want to make sure that my 'special guest' remains on the Destroyer." He said with a wink.

Seraphina rolled her eyes. "So I'm still your 'important prisoner'?"

Amaro couldn't help but laugh. "Do you even qualify as a prisoner since you came to me willingly?"

Seraphina looked away momentarily lost in thought. "I suppose not."

Amaro sat down beside her on the bed and she fidgeted with the hem of her white tunic. "I-I'm not going to leave." Her voice was almost a whisper.

"I know." Amaro said softly. "And I appreciate it. It makes my job in keeping you here much easier."

Seraphina gave a small laugh. "Yes, I suppose it does make it easier."

The ship lurched as it jumped into hyperspace. The com link Amaro was in possession of began to flash and he pulled it out. "What is it?" he asked.

"The ship has just entered hyperspace and the Resistance fighters have been left behind." The captain said. "I don't think they'll follow us."

"Good." Amaro responded. "Keep me informed."

"Yes, sir. And one more thing."

"What is it?"

"Your master requests that you see him after we land."

"I understand."

"And he wants you to bring the prisoner to him."

Amaro glanced at Seraphina and noticed that her she had gone pale, her eyes wide with fear. "Understood. Thank you, Captain."

He switched off the communication device and sighed. "I suppose you will finally meet the man responsible for your blocked memories."

Seraphina shook her head. "I-I'm not so sure that I want to meet him."

"I'm afraid you don't have a choice. When we land, my master will order me to bring you to him. And I can't disobey him."

Seraphina looked away. "I-I understand."

"It will be alright, Seraphina." Amaro stood up and grabbed his helmet. "We'll arrive there by tomorrow afternoon." He left the room.

Seraphina took a shower and then changed into a pair of black pants (she still hated black) and a black short-sleeved shirt. She slid into the bed and pulled the white blanket over her. As soon as she closed her eyes, dreams came.