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Was Odette's response to Ben's request for her to be carefully and then she dropped her hand from the wall and started moving through the dark halls, saber held tightly in her grasp, telling herself she needed to focus. Focus on the Force and allow it to guide her. She had to take a few deep breaths as she walked, letting it lead her in the right direction. She hoped. She had been moving along for a good fifteen minutes until finally she reached a dead end. She groaned slightly in frustration, leaning against the end wall,
"I thought I had it. The Force lead me here, so why am I--" She let out a small yelp as the wall she was leaning on turned, causing her to fall backward into yet a another area. She lay on her back and sighed, running her hands over her face,
"Note to self. Stop touching the walls." As she lowered her hands though, she had to stop and lay there, frozen. She was no longer staring up at the ceiling of an old hallway. She was staring up at the beautiful blue sky and was laying in the grass. Slowly sitting up, her eyes grew wide as she saw just where she was. She was in the middle of a large meadow, with beautiful flowers sprouting from everywhere. At the other side of the meadow were many houses with amazing architecture and beyond those was the market. It had been so many years, but she remembered this wonderful place like the back of her hand. She took in a deep shaky breath, standing up and then immediately began running toward the homes at such a fast pace that she almost tripped a couple of times.
She ran past all the houses until she got to a certain one. It was a pretty home with a beautiful garden and pond out front. Simple yet extravagant all at the same time. She stood outside of it for a long moment, just staring up at it as though she wanted to take in every detail. To write it all into memory again. Then, slowly she moved up the steps and opened the door, walking inside.
She didn't see anyone at first. She walked into the living room and paused, looking around this as well, until she heard someone moving about in the next room. She walked carefully into the kitchen, spotting something that made tears well up in her eyes and small sobs to escape her.
Her mother stood there, humming and cooking just like she remembered the woman would. She had always been so happy, never taking a day for granted and always seeing the best in everything and anyone. One could say that Odette probably inherited the same attitude from her mother. The woman looked up after a moment, smiling at Odette, making the padawan take a step back in confusion as she spoke to her,
"Oh, there you are Odette. Will you set the table for mommy?" Odette stood there a moment, unsure what to do at first, whether she should just go along with...whatever this was, or do something else. In the end, she hesitantly dried her eyes and decided to do the former.
She had just picked up the stack of plates though when her mother spoke again with a frown on her face,
"Oh dear. I forgot We're out of flour. I need to run over to the market. Come along, little one." Something about this didn't feel right. It was too familiar. Like deja vu. Her mother took her hand, and though Odette protested it was as though the woman couldn't hear what she was saying. Just continued to smile and go on with the normal daily task, dragging Odette along.
Her mother opened the door and they walked outside, having walked down a few steps before there was a bright flash in the sky, making her mother look up in shock, pulling Odette to stand behind her. The bright flash hit the flowered fields in the distance, and more flashes followed, making loud explosions and causing the fields to go up in flames. Her mother shook her head, watching in horror, as in those flaming fields, ships landed and off marked many storm troopers heading for the homes,
"No...not here. Not now..." She looked to Odette and there was clear panic in the young mother's eyes before she was pulling Odette back into the house, slamming the door shut behind her. Outside there were screams and shouts, as well as the sounds of blasters being fired.
It was all so real. She could feel everything. Sense everything. The disturbance in the force was suffocating as her mother dragged her through the house. She had been through all of this once before, and yet it was still just as frightening now as it was then. This temple was making her relive her worst possible memory, making her live one of her three greatest fears. Her mother got to the back of the house, where she pushed aside a book shelf and on the other side was a dark and cramped hidden room. Despite her protests, her mother pushed her in and began closing the door, sounds of the storm troopers breaking in and shooting down her mother were as real as the day they had happened. Her screams left Odette in a horrified state, kneeling in the dark and cramped room, sobbing.
After a few moments, her breathing became more uneven and hands frantically searched for a way out of this pitch black and small area, the temple dishing out her second most greatest fear, dark and small spaces, something that had stemmed from this very situation of her mother hiding her away before she was killed. After a few moments of searching, she curled up where she sat, her sobs continuing until she heard the stone wall slide open. She quickly looked up and, as the door opened, she was staring at a sight she didn't quite understand.
The place was some sort of reactor room, with a red shield she was trapped behind, unable to enter the room just yet. She could see from her side of the shield though, on the floor of the room, was, what appeared to be, a Jedi Knight. One she had never seen before with long hair, looking older, but not nearly as old as Master Luke. And, stepping away from the fallen Jedi, was something that sent absolute terror through her. A man with red and black skin, wearing black robes and carrying a double sided red saber. He turned to look at her were she sat in fear, his yellow eyes piercing, making her clutch tightly her saber.
A Sith.
So now the temple was throwing at her the last of her fears. She kept telling herself this wasn't real. That it couldn't be. Yet, though her mind knew it wasn't real, her body was trying to convince her otherwise. It all felt so real. She could feel the shield in front of her. Could feel, fr some reason, the anger at the sight of a fallen Jedi Knight, a fallen comrade, yet no, this felt different. As if she had known this man some how, even though she had truly never seen him before in her life.
Then the shield dropped.
Panic ran through her as the Sith rushed toward her with the double bladed saber and she herself jumped up in retaliation, their sabers meeting in a dangerous way as they fought. Once again, it seemed so real. She could feel every swing this Sith made, could feel the power and pressure as their sabers met after each hit. He was very skilled, but so was she, and that same emotion toward the fallen Jedi was pushing her forward in her fighting. It was difficult with the two blades against one, but finally she found an opening and slashed the one double bladed saber in two, one of the sabers dropping, leaving the Sith with just one saber like herself.
That didn't make this any easier though. She continued to fight on with as much of her might as she could, but she was clearly outmatched, this Sith likely having many more years of training than she herself ever had.
Suddenly, the Sith shot his hand out, causing her to go flying back with a shriek, almost falling to her death in the reactor shaft, but gripping for dear life onto the side by a light sticking out just a bit. Looking up, she saw the Sith looking down at her with animosity as he, much to her horror, kicked her saber over the edge, down the shaft. Now with no weapon it seemed hopeless. She was struggling to keep her grip and if she jumped up he would likely slice his saber into her.
Yet, as she looked up at him, there was a flash of green and next thing she knew, the Sith was falling down in the reactor chamber, literally cut in two. She looked back up with wide eyes, seeing a young man standing there, looking down at her. He wore Jedi robes as well, leading her to believe that this young man was either a Jedi Knight as well, or a padawan. Though something told her it was the later due to his chopped hair with one thin braid. A feeling told her that she was safe and so, she jumped, landing swiftly on her feet as the young man went to the dying Knight, holding him in his arms and speaking to him, though the words she was not able to hear, as if they were just moving their mouths.
She stood there and the two didn't seem to notice her anymore. She watched on in confusion, rubbing the back of her neck as she looked down, and when she looked back up, the padawan was no longer speaking to who she assumed was his master. No, now the deceased Master was gone and standing there now was an older version of the padawan, obviously a Knight himself now. Though she was so sure she had never met this man before, he still seemed oh so familiar. As if she somehow did. Yet, staring at the man silently, it somehow clicked into place. This man was not just some random Jedi she was having a vision of.
This man was her grandfather.
Obi Wan lifted his closed hand and Odette could see a bright purple colored glow from it. She looked to him but he continued to stare back expectantly. She reached out her hand and the man placed the glowing crystal into her palm. She took it and looked down at it, inspecting it curiously. Looking back up, she opened her mouth to ask a question, but frowned because he was gone. And though he was gone, his voice cut through the silence,
"Be the light even in the most impossibly penetrable darkness."In the blink of an eye she no longer stood in the reactor room, but instead stood back in the hallways of the temple, holding tight to the glowing purple stone in her hand. What did he mean? Why did he have to be so confusing? If it was impossibly to penetrate the darkness, then how was she supposed to 'be the light' per say? And what darkness was he talking about? What was he trying to say in all this?
Sighing she shook her head. She needed to get out of here before she got even more confused than she already was. For a moment she looked about for her saber, only to find it no where. What in her vision had been the reactor shaft was a deep crevice. She looked over the side of it and saw nothing but darkness. There was no getting that saber back, that was for sure.
She went searching again. This time, the temple didn't seem to have any more tricks for her, having already pitted her against her three biggest fears. She continued walking, only to hear a voice echoing through the halls that made her so relieved,
"Odette! You here?""Ben?!" She was searching more now, running down the halls, calling out his name as she turned corners and followed his voice until she turned another corner and saw him down one of the longer halls. Relief welled in her at the sight of him, it being very clear as she rushed toward him,
"Ben!" Once she reached him, she didn't even stop, throwing her arms around him in a tight hug for just a moment before pulling back and letting him go, looking to where he apparently had busted a hole in the wall...with a light saber? As surprised as she was to see him witht he broken looking saber, they could discuss it later, once they were safe and out of this hell hole,
"Let's get out of here before anything else happens."
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