A Diary Lost

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Dose 6

Fives winced as the syringe came out of his arm. That spot where they kept on injecting him seemed to become more and more tender. General Shaak Ti stood to the side and watched a machine as AZI drew a small amount of blood from Fives. Fives watched the droid put the syringe into the machine and slowly eject the blood into it.

He held his head as a pounding headache was starting to appear. Worse than he had ever had. He turned his head away from watching the machine and closed his eyes, trying to make the pain go away. It didn't lessen, not even a little bit. Fives tucked his legs up and sat his chin on his knees. He watched the shadow-like figures of Kaminoan doctors pass the door of the med room he was trapped in for the moment. The small distraction seemed to help lessen the throbbing pain. He was snapped out of it by the doctors, though.

"Midichlorian count is just past the minimum for someone to be force-sensitive," Nala Se stated to General Ti. The world seemed to go silent. Fives couldn't feel anything; think anything past what the Kaminoan doctor said. He felt like he couldn't breathe. Fives clutched his chest and tried to draw a breath in. He gasped, catching the attention of the Jedi. She was immediately at his side, saying his name but he couldn't hear her.

He felt her enter his mind. Fives mentally screamed at the feeling, making her shrink back. She kept going once it was quiet, and sent a wave of calm to him. He fought against the nearly foreign feeling, but let it overcome him once he quicky became exhausted from fighting her.

Fives drew a shaky breath in, finding General Shaak Ti's hand on his shoulder. He looked at her wih wide eyes, his look saying everything. She simply nodded slowly.

Fives clutched his head as the throbbing headache came back in full swing.

"Fives!" He heard the General say. She sounded distant. Fives heard a crack behind him, followed by shattering. He felt the Jedi enter his mind again and knew better than to fight against her this time.

"Sleep," she spoke one command. However, he fought against this. He refused to be put to sleep by her. She repeated it, making his body feel heavy. No, not yet. He didn't want to give up, but she was too powerful for him to completely resist. General Ti spoke the command again, making Fives pass out.

~~~~<+>~~~~

She breathed a sigh of relief and surveyed the damage Fives had caused. The spare syringes were shattered along with a couple glasses of water. All the shards of glass and water were scattered across the ground. Nala Se immediately called for a clean-up crew, asking the Jedi to take their experiment back to his quarters.
General Shaak gently scooped Fives' body up. She looked over back at the machine; a green light blinking, it indicating the passed midichlorian threshold.

~~~~<+>~~~~

Shaak Ti placed Fives on his bed. She sat at the end of it, waiting for him to wake up. It didn't take long as he had fought against her and gotten the minimum of the sleep suggestion.

He sat up quickly and she was right at his side. Fives clutched his head and quietly groaned at the pain.

"You're most likely sensing every person in this city. Try to focus on my Force-signiture," General Ti gently instructed. She emitted calm out of her own, trying to guide Fives to hers. She eventually felt a brush against her mind and Fives took a few deep breaths in.

"If it's alright with you, I will be staying in your quarters to watch over you while you adjust," Shaak Ti quietly said. Fives nodded, not quite looking at her. "That's good. I'll be back in a few minutes." He nodded again, acknowledging her words.

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Fives bitterly laughed at his quarters and how it was structured. The padded walls made complete sense now. The absense of anything that could break into tiny shards also made complete sense. He kept on focusing on the Jedi's Force-signiture. It was vibrant, much more vibrant than the Kaminoans' or the clones'. She had most likely taken her walls down for him to be able to sense her completely and openly. He wondered how he was going to be taught to block out everyone's Force-signitures or if it would come naturally to him.

Fives looked at the door as it whooshed open. The General had brought a portable bed and some blankets and pillows, along with a bag full of most likely clothes. She set everyhing up across from him.

"I'll need to establish Force-bond with you," Shaak said. Fives felt his throat constrict. He swallowed thickly.

"How are we going to do that?" He managed to ask.

"Spending time with each other and keeping our minds available for one another. It shouldn't be too difficult and if we work hard enough, we should have it established in a couple of days."
Fives nodded. "What will you be teaching me?"

"Lightsaber combat, the seven Forms. Deflecting, reflecting. How to use the Force. A lot of things."

"Lightsaber..?"

"Yes. You will get your own at some point. I'm not sure when or how we will do it without the Council noticing though."

Fives took a shuddery breath out. "Alright."

Shaak softly smiled at him. "Don't worry. I'll be with you every step of the way."