"Well, uh, y'know..." I said nervously, wondering where to start.
"You know that I got stabbed and I was supposed to die, but, whoopee, I didn't?"
"Yeah?" Kanan replied.
"Well, after that, I saw something."
"A vision?!" Kanan said, Un-crossing his arms.
"No! I was still conscious, but I saw something, like some secret data on a girl named Plumeria Taillic. Odd enough, it wasn't my name, as you know, my name is Cadence. But, the data shown was about me. Coincidence? Probably not. Also, they reffered to me as 'Prototype'.
"My master said he knew a Plumeria Taillic, during the Clone Wars. At firs I thought I was a droid, but I shook of the thought. It's too crazy." I explained.
"So what exactly did you see? Like, do you have a clue on how it appeared?" Kanan asked.
"Lemme try." I said. I looked up and grunted. They both stared at me contentedly.
"OFCOURSE NOT!" I shouted.
"Okay, calm down kid." Zeb said quietly.
I closed my eyes and thought of what I saw. The pitch black screen, white letters. The intelligence, the data.
I opened my eyes, and there it was. But it was blue, like a projection. Kanan and Zeb looked at it in awe. After a minute, what felt like a spear was driven in my head, I shrieked and fell back.
"Sage!"
"Are you okay?"
I heard footsteps coming, too. I hated this. Soon, every specter was there, looking at me with concern. Honestly, I was embarrassed. I don't know why I did that, though I was sure that would happen.
"I wanna go to sleep now." I said.
"But you were just asleep."
"I wanna sleep." I said, gloomier.
"O...okay."
They left the room.
So I slept.
I looked up from the bloody mess my arms were. I was laying on my stomach in a dirt path that no one ever visited. A man and a woman stood in front of me.
The man pointed his gun at me, grinning. The woman smiled to, her hand on his chest, cuddling him. They wore jewels and were well pampered. There's no mistaking who they were.
I was crying. Crying. The salty tears slipped into the wounds on my arms, burning them.
"D... dahhh... dee..." I cried, reaching up to him.
"Ugh, look at that mess." Mommy said. She rested her head on his shoulder. "Honey, darling, kill her. We need the money, anyways."
He smirked, when a blaster sounded somewhere and daddy fell down. Mommy looked at him, scared, and looked to the right.
"Cadence, are you okay?"
I looked to my right, where Gary stood. He crouched down and started to treat my wounds.
I cried. "Dah...dee... try to kill mee..." I stuttered, still shocked, and I was unable to speak properly.
Gary was really 11 years older than me. We met each other one day, trying to steal the same crates, but was cornered by storm troopers. We had to work together to get away, and everything carried on like that.
"No..."
I looked up, back at mommy. She held daddy's gun, and pointed it at Gary.
"You can't get away with my ransom!"she screeched.
"Cadence, run, now!" Gary shouted. I hesitated and ran.
Too bad a blood trail was left behind.
I flew up and out of my sleep, suddenly smashing into the wall. The Ghost was flying out of control, and jolts and shakes made it obvious we were being attacked. I wiped my tears away quickly, and took in a deep breath, and ran out.
"What's going on?" I asked, growling.
"Sage, it's nothing. Go back to sleep!" Kanan urged me, running past the bunks.
"Well how am I when I'm being smashed into the wall every five seconds!" I argued back.
"Ezra, we need you in the nose cannon now! Chopper, we need you to fix the hyper drive, fast. Sabine, rear cannon. Zeb, try to take the load when we pass by, if not that's fine." I heard Hera through the com.
I ran to where Kanan was (Top cannon) and shouted up the ladder.
"What do I do?!" I asked.
"Sleep!"
"Not a damn choice, Kanan! What. Do. I. Do?" I growled.
"Back into your bunk! Rest! You'll get in the way!"
"I'll get in the way?!?" I growled, really mad this time.
"Th-that's not what I meant, Sage! Just go and do what I said!"
"I SAI-" I began, but a cold chill ran up my spine as I obediently shut up.
Kanan must have felt it to, because he looked at me for once.
The feeling I knew all too well, I obediently followed Kanan's orders, because I feared to face him.
"Okay."
"Sage? Sage!" Kanan called after me.
I quickly walked back to my bunk and hid. And I cried. I didn't want to face him again.
I didn't want to face my old master again.
