You wake up in absolute blackness. You are fully aware of your own body, but you can't move. You feel as if your muscles were restricted with chains somewhere. Instead your soul feels light. You try to focus on seeing, on creating clarity around you. It is impossible, all your efforts begin and end in the vastness of darkness. You stop fighting to free yourself from your restrictions. You focus on other things, on your thinking, on what you can feel through your mind. You feel a great connection to something, or maybe someone. You notice how its strength nourishes you from the inside out. You don't understand.
"Am I hurt?" You ask yourself. "And if I am, who is trying to help me?
You try to contact that strange force, but you can't. A wall separates you from the void. You try to move forward and walk towards that entity. But the connection breaks unexpectedly. You feel like something absorbs your soul and places it in a different void. It is the same darkness, but dense and tremendously lonely. You try to come to yourself and wake up. You feel how you can move your fingers again, you feel the touch of a fabric under them. You try to move the rest of your body but it remains paralyzed.
Your mind travels to the fight. You don't remember very well what happened in the end. Did Kallus escape? Was Thrawn shot? The memory of the sound of a blaster being triggered returns to your mind. Fear invades you for a second. You gradually regain control of your mouth. Your eyelids are still glued to each other.
"Thrawn" you whisper.
The word is spoken so softly that not even a cat could hear it. You don't give up.
"Thrawn" you pronounce a little louder "I need ... I need to know if he's .."
Something makes you dizzy in your thoughts. The words try to come out coherently but they choke. You hear footsteps coming to you in a hurry. Fear comes over you, but it's more important to know if he's okay. A hand grabs yours and an unfamiliar voice tries to calm you down. You don't care if the individual tries to help you, you have a purpose.
"I need" you whisper. The other person tries to understand you "I need to know that he is fine"
For a moment the feeling of confusion of the other person comes to you.
"I am Thrawn" the mysterious voice clarifies.
Your eyelids seem to open out of curiosity to confirm if it is true. Your sight is very cloudy. It is like looking through a highly tinted window. You blink a couple times. You gradually get used to the light in the room. You are startled to see a blue face very close to yours. The subject briefly walks away from you. You take a couple of minutes staring at the ceiling to get back into the real world. You look again at the blue being. You are paralyzed for a few seconds.
"Oh, you're almost naked" you say pointing to the towel that covers only his hips to his knees "I must be dead then. I'm trapped in a bucolic paradise"
Your mind raves for a few more seconds at the image.
"I'll put clothes on right now. I didn't expect you'd wake up right now" he informs turning around in the direction of the bathroom.
In other words, it isn't a dream. You haven't died and this is the real Thrawn.
"Wait, no" you say with a somewhat blurred voice trying to stop him. He stops and turns again.
You had never seen the musculature under the uniform. You are truly surprised.
"Don't ever wear the uniform again" you order with a smile.
You feel strangely funny. When you laugh, you move your abdomen and it gives you a stab. You manage to move your hand and push the blankets off of you. You are wearing blue pajamas with a large bandage around your stomach. You notice a little tingling in the bandage. You see some little legs move. Nanodroids, they must be trying to keep the wound closed. These critters have always caused you a love-hate reaction. You ask the chiss to take away the little droids and he brings the small magnetic cylinder that makes them return to it. They are very effective in healing wounds, but you can't focus if you feel them.
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DARK FORCES (Thrawn x Reader)
FanfictionIt is the year seventeen after the establishment of the Galactic Empire. The death star is almost finished. The Royal Imperial Academy has introduced the new members of the Navy, Army and ISB to the Coruscant elite. You are nineteen years old (this...