Mistaken Identity || Star Wars Fanfic

Where Now?

Scout felt slightly embarrassed, and by slightly she meant extremely. She bawled like a baby when Master Katarn had found her. In truth she didn't even think he was real when she first saw him jump down into the hole; she thought she'd finally died and had joined everyone else wherever they go next. It was all too much to handle when she realised she was going to live, though if she was honest with how she acted a small part of her wished to climb back in that hole.

She hadn't known Master Katarn for long, barely a day, but from what she saw he was quite amazing. He'd saved her from Alro Stratus and even nearly killed him, then he'd managed to rally their forces and hold the enemy in one place while they evacuated the civilians. And now he was going around healing everyone, showing no sights of tiring. Though she did find that strange as from what she knew about force healing it drew on the vitality of the user, so how he was able to do it she didn't know.

She watched him as he casually issued orders to clones, it was like being a general came naturally to him. As much as she liked to think she was, she wasn't a good commander. Most of the time she just winged it and hoped for the best, or hoped that she could overcome the obstacle with her skill. It was her foolish idea that led her unit out of the shields to confront Stratus, they all survived on luck... luck and Master Katarn. She felt so useless at the moment, she could've ended the war if she'd been good enough.

She curled her legs into her chest as she sat down in the corner of the ruined building. Master Norcuna was dead, she felt the bond formed between Master and Apprentice severe; she did feel sad, but in all honesty, they were never that close. She couldn't help but feel he wasn't that interested in training her, that he only did what he as expected of him and nothing more. Scout didn't mind that much, it stopped her from going to the Corps. Now though? Well, it was a good thing none of them would probably leave this planet.

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"Keep scavenging the area we need to find anything that'll help us," Jaden commanded.

"Yes General," The Clone Sergeant replied before nodding to his squad. "Alright boys let's go."

Jaden stumbled slightly as he walked over to where the injured were being kept, a lot of them had grievous injuries when he'd found them; amputated limps, crushed bodies, he couldn't heal them all at the time. After talking to one of the medics he finally found out why the woman he'd tried to heal died. Her leg at been pinned underneath that rock for who knows how long, blood circulation had been cut off and it caused the build of of toxins as the muscle died. When Jaden freed that rock and healed her leg it allowed the blood to recirculate and carry those toxins straight to the heart.

As much as it pained him he was glad as it made him realise his healing wasn't as versatile as he believed. It only accelerated the body's healing, in cases like that women it could make injuries worse. 'I need to start reading medical pads...' Jaden thought to himself as he sat next to an injured girl. She'd lost one of her arms and was covered in second-degree plasma burns across her body. They had to put her to sleep as all she could do when she was awake was scream and cry.

Using his healing so much, as well as a conversation with Aubrie had allowed him greater insight into it. Shatterpoints, they were essentially fault lines linked to the force and could be perceived in a multitude of ways. When Jaden focused immensely he could perceive them on a person's body and when he looked closer he'd see the event that caused the injury. What Jaden discovered was that by using his healing combined with the Shatterpoint he was able to restore their body to the condition it was before the injury. It was difficult to do, especially the further back the injury went, everyone here had injuries stretching back nearly a week.

He put his hand over the girl slipping halfway into a trance. Sweat started to build up on his face as he looked into the shatter point around her body; it almost made him throw up, her arm was pinned under a speeder bike, but the bike had exploded and was burning her. She had to tear off her arm to get away from it. 'I wish I could take the memory away from you as well,' Jaden thought as the force washed over her and began to restore her body to its original state before her injury. His arms began to shake and blood started pouring out of his nose, but he held out until her arm had regrown and her skin was as good as new.