StarWars
Nayr bolted upright in her bed, breathing heavily. She groaned, and lay back down on her pillow, the same nightmare kept returning. She pulled the covers up to her chin, then groaned again, and pulled them over her head.
Mirrewell, Nayr’s wookiee friend, stirred awake.
"Nayr? What’s wrong?" Mirr grunted, and sat up as her friend climbed out of bed. Nayr put a hand on her forehead as her hair slithered out of the bed to fall over her back and shoulders.
"Not feeling well?" The wookiee remarked, stretching, then yawning.
"No, it’s that nightmare again mirr."
Mirr frowned as she folded the blanket on the bed, and searched around for her blaster.
Nayr combed out her hair, and twisted it up on her head, almost like a crown. A few stray pieces of orange hair dangled down below her shoulders. The young rebel looked to her left, and pulled on the cloak of her father’s murder, along with her hip holster.
"You really must concentrate on other things Nayr." The young wookiee remarked slipping her blaster into her holster, and standing patiently for her friend to finish dressing.
Nayr slipped a blaster into her hidden holster on her leg, and another in the holster on her hip. She turned to her wookiee friend and nodded.
"Lets just get off this rock." She smiled, and Mirr returned the smile with a delighted nod.
Neither of the girls wanted to stay on Alderaan any longer, they were both being transported to Naboo today, and didn’t want to miss the flight.
"Last call for Naboo! Last call!" The loud, booming echo-of-a-voice of the announcer droid greeted Nayr and Mirr as they entered the docking bay.
"WOAH! WAIT! We’re on that flight too!" Nayr shouted loudly as she and mirr dashed up the ramp onto the ship.
"no running in the bay please.. thank you." A droid said in it’s droning tone.
"yeah, yeah." Nayr said sarcastically, bowing to the droid as she slowed her pace and ascended the ramp. Her wookiee friend in pursuit.
As the two settled into two of the remaining seats in the back of the ship, a loud, UN-emotional voice began giving instructions.
"Please remove all weapons and place them in the holding compartment over head. Please connect your restraining garments, and have a nice trip."
Nayr nodded and whispered to her friend.
"the day we actually started using droids to do to everything was the day the jedi were born." She smiled, spilling her utter hatred of the jedi onto her friend. Mirr only nodded.
"Nayr? Your not taking off your blasters?" The Wookiee pointed out as she started to remove her blaster.
"No." Nayr said, leaning back into her chair, and folding her hands behind her head. "I’m not."
Mirr gave her friend an odd look, and put her own blaster back in her holster. Smiling, she too leaned into her chair. Since the two were in the back, they didn’t have to worry about the people behind them.
The trip was long, and bumpy. But the two rebels didn’t mind at all, as long as they were off that rock of a planet they were happy.
Nayr and Mirr were the first off the ship, not caring what the other passengers would have wanted. Nayr and mirr pushed past them, racing to see who would set foot on the new planet first. The girls, at only age thirteen, were very excited and couldn’t wait to start living on the new planet. Both girls were escorted to Theed with a guide, they soon took off in their own direction to find a place to stay.
They soon found a room in an apartment complex they decided to stay in. Unpacking their things, the girls decided to have a look around their new home, without the help of a guide.
Putting together all the money they had earned, they had just enough to buy a landspeeder, and took off down the busy streets of Theed, supposedly the biggest city on Naboo.
And boy oh boy was it.
It took them four hours to get around the entire city, minus the stops of course. They soon found work, Nayr as a weaponry assistant for the palace, and Mirr an engineer in the palace hanger. Considering themselves lucky, they celebrated that night at a casino, the biggest casino in Theed.
As the girls talked about their new jobs, and their new home, a stranger on the other side of the casino took interest in them.
Bathed in her dark cloak, Redav watched the two newcomers. Her master would be pleased with her if she could find information on these two. She had already discovered names, Nayr-Isabuea-Solo and Mirrewell. As well as the job titles they now held. Both of them now worked at the palace. The human girl with weapons, and the wookiee female in engineering.
Something was bothering the Sith though, something about this girl, Nayr, it reminded her of her sister, Centara.
She blinked under her cloak as one of the jedi from around Theed wondered in. She gave a slight groan, and headed out of the casino, her long cloak trailing behind her like a dog on a scent.
Nayr and Mirr retired to their place early that night, they had to report to the Palace first thing tomorrow morning, and they didn’t want to be sleepy when they got there on the first day.
But, neither of the girls slept soundly that night. Both of them were plagued with nightmares that would all to soon become a shocking reality…
"NO!!!!!!!" Nayr screamed as her father was cut down by his master. She couldn’t help him! She slammed her lightsaber into the energy beam in front of her, and the dark jedi master turned in her direction. She scowled at the master, as he paced back and forth on the other side of the beam like a lion stalking his prey.. Nayr turned her gaze to her fallen father, he was still alive! She could still reach him in time! All her attention was turned back to the master as the energy beam slipped away.
She lunged forward to meet the jedi and their lightsabers sizzled and burned. As Nayr pulled her lightsaber back, the jedi aimed a well timed kick and momentarily over-powered her. He kicked her in the side, and she fell into the melting pit of the Theed power generator, losing her lightsaber, she grabbed onto the only handhold she could find. She looked up at the Master as he held his lightsaber above his head and smiled a wicked grin.
He began to torture her by hitting his lightsaber into the railing, sending sparks down on the girl.
Looking towards her father, she saw his lightsaber, and using the force, back flipped back up to the platform while bringing the lightsaber of her father to her, and slicing the jedi master in half. She watched as he looked down, and fell into the melting pit , two halves of one evil master. She returned to her father’s side, he looked up at her.
"Nayr, promise me…. that you will train Redav, promise me.."
"I promise.." Nayr watched as her father slowly closed his eyes.
Mirr groaned and rolled over in her bed, a nightmare of her very own stung like the hot Tatooine sun…
Mirr roared as the storm troopers dragged Nayr backwards towards the carbine freezing chamber and Centara reached her hands towards her guardian. Mirr roared again and rushed towards Nayr as if to drag her away from the chamber. The storm troopers brought up their guns.
"Mirrewell stop it, I need you to take care of Centara for me." Nayr turned her glance away with a look of sorrow. Mirr’s father looked at his daughter, and pulled his blue cape around his shoulders. Mirr put her furry paw on Centara’s shoulder as Darth Luam pointed to the storm trooper at the control, and told him to lower Nayr away.
Mirr roared again, and then growled softly as she and the young Centara got their last glimpse of Nayr.
Redav turned to them, and shook her head, turning to Darth Luam, they began to discuss what to do with the now frozen rebel.
As the chamber hissed and smoked, the trooper at the control brought the rebel back up. They harshly shoved the her over and Centara ran forward and nearly ran into the chamber herself, then stepped back as they pulled Nayr from the chamber on her back. Centara knelt down and leaned over to inspect her guardian, but all she saw was a frozen look of horror on a still silver face. Still on her knees over her friend she cried as Mirr walked over to comfort the young girl.
What could these dreams mean?