Vader's Call (Chapter 4)
One foot in front of the other, head down against the wind. I should have stayed in the hospital, pride be damned. I couldn’t go back now, I had come too far, and honestly I had no clue where I was. I stumbled a few more times and cursed again for not bringing more water. I stopped a minute and looked off to the horizon. Could those be city walls I see? Hoping it wasn’t just a mirage I kept moving forward. All of a sudden I walked into something hard, fell down and blacked out.
Cool air wrapped around me and I felt like I was drowning. I started coughing and tried to sit up only to have a firm hand push me back down and a hard voice order me to drink. I managed a few licks of the warm water and then blacked out again. Awaking later I heard voices in the distance.
“There are no bases from the direction she came Sir. I don’t know what she was doing out here.”
“Well Lord Vader wants to see her and I’d like to know why first. If I don’t need to bring her myself, I’d rather not.”
I stirred a bit and tried to roll over. I felt those hands on my shoulder again.
“Lt. Gothiolc, ma’am you need to lay still. You are severely dehydrated and need to rest.”
I groaned softly and lost consciousness again wondering how they knew my name.
Eventually I healed enough to move around. There were a bunch of questions about why I was out here, thank god I was the highest ranked officer…I didn’t have to answer their questions. But there was the disturbing news that Lord Vader wanted to see me. I knew I wouldn’t be able to escape his questions. I stayed in the small Imperial camp long enough to heal properly this time and then I ordered one of the men take me back to Bestine. The Sergeant wasn’t happy that I took some of his supplies or one of his men, but I didn’t care. He was the type of person who would have been unhappy about anything, even if he had to fabricate it.
Bestine again, I never thought I’d be back here. I have the Private drop me off in front of the spaceport and nod at him as he salutes me. As I take a few steps into the building, something stops me. There was something missing. The city was busy and as far as I could tell nothing had changed. Then I realized it wasn’t the city that had changed, it was me.
I sigh softly as I realize the long road ahead of me. No more looking back. I stood up straighter and steeled myself for the meeting I was heading to. I made a promise to myself that if I survived Lord Vader’s questions I’d come back to this planet one day. I went inside and booked passage to Naboo, a small part of me cringing at its remembered beauty.
Cool air wrapped around me and I felt like I was drowning. I started coughing and tried to sit up only to have a firm hand push me back down and a hard voice order me to drink. I managed a few licks of the warm water and then blacked out again. Awaking later I heard voices in the distance.
“There are no bases from the direction she came Sir. I don’t know what she was doing out here.”
“Well Lord Vader wants to see her and I’d like to know why first. If I don’t need to bring her myself, I’d rather not.”
I stirred a bit and tried to roll over. I felt those hands on my shoulder again.
“Lt. Gothiolc, ma’am you need to lay still. You are severely dehydrated and need to rest.”
I groaned softly and lost consciousness again wondering how they knew my name.
Eventually I healed enough to move around. There were a bunch of questions about why I was out here, thank god I was the highest ranked officer…I didn’t have to answer their questions. But there was the disturbing news that Lord Vader wanted to see me. I knew I wouldn’t be able to escape his questions. I stayed in the small Imperial camp long enough to heal properly this time and then I ordered one of the men take me back to Bestine. The Sergeant wasn’t happy that I took some of his supplies or one of his men, but I didn’t care. He was the type of person who would have been unhappy about anything, even if he had to fabricate it.
Bestine again, I never thought I’d be back here. I have the Private drop me off in front of the spaceport and nod at him as he salutes me. As I take a few steps into the building, something stops me. There was something missing. The city was busy and as far as I could tell nothing had changed. Then I realized it wasn’t the city that had changed, it was me.
I sigh softly as I realize the long road ahead of me. No more looking back. I stood up straighter and steeled myself for the meeting I was heading to. I made a promise to myself that if I survived Lord Vader’s questions I’d come back to this planet one day. I went inside and booked passage to Naboo, a small part of me cringing at its remembered beauty.
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