Author's note
Hello fellow fanatics! I am back with a new chapter and I do so hope that you enjoy! It might be a short one because as I am writing it, I am 'dying' of hunger. So, ya. I will get distracted. And hey! A girl has gotta have her food. Am I right? Or am I right? Anywho...one again, I would like some feedback and some newfound (see what I did there. With the chapter tittle and all ;) ) ideas that could help me write some new chapters. My amazing brain could use some other people's brains to create more interesting chapters. And also once again, I apologies in advance for any grammar and/or spelling errors. Hope you enjoy!Spector 7 out! Later mah peeps!
Ezra's P.O.V.
"Well, I've been able to do that for as long as I can remember..." I started. "And...uh..uh...I guess my emotions take over and my 'right of mind' goes into some sort of a trance. I'm myself, but a little too much of myself.""Okay...but...why didn't you tell us about this before?" Kannan asked with concern.
"Well, 'cause, I-uh-I didn't want you guys to think of me as a freak, or want to ditch me 'cause I'm a freak with weird powers." I sadly admitted.
"Ezra, why would you think that? We love you and you know that. Well, a least you should know that." Kannan wondered aloud.
"I know, I guess I was just basing everything off of past experience. But please, P.L.E.A.S.E. don't tell anyone else about this. I don't want anyone to look at me differently. 'Cause, you know, I am a complete and utter freak."
"Ezra, you are not a freak. You hear me? You. Are. Not. A. freak. So stop saying that you are. What you have is a gift. And like any other gift, you open it to see what is inside and decide as for what you can do with it. Your power, we need to figure out how to trigger it and control it and use it for a good use." Kannan explained.
"So, you're not saying I am a freak, but your saying I'm a weapon? What the actual fuck Kannan!" I said in a loud voice.
"No! That's not at all what I am saying! No. Let's see...how do I explain this better....ok. I got it. So no. You're not a weapon. Of course not. But...uh..we can't have any accidents happening on a mission from your powers. So, we have to control it. Learn how to trigger it so that we can, if possible, to use it to help us. We just need to learn to control it is all I am really trying to say. Okay?" Kannan clarified.
"Ya. I get it." I said slumping my head down into my knees as I brought my them to my chest.
"Okay. So in other words it's, in a way, like the force. You learned to control it and you use it as you please, or when truly necessary. Understand?" He cleared up.
"Ya. Thanks" I muttered.
"Okay, so do you want to tell me how you discovered it?" He asked.
"Ya. Sure." I paused "I was...I think 8. About a year after my parents were taken. Anywho...I had a friend, who helped me through my depression periods and was just a good friend in all, her name was Claire. We have been friends for who knows how long, and one day, we were walking through the streets of Lothal, and we ran into some bad people. They tried to take our stuff, 'cause ya know, we were little kids and all. We were an easy target. We fought back in retaliation to they're barbaric ways and ran. We turned to a street which ended up being a narrow dark and unpleasant alley that just led to a dead end. The brutes reached us as we entered the dark alley and managed to nab Claire by the arm and threaten to hurt her unless we give them our stuff..." I stopped, slowly taking in the memory. I didn't want to continue, but I had no choice considering I would loose my objection to continuing since it's Kannan I am talking to. He and/or Hera won't stop until they get an answer. Kind of like a child. "Hehe, they're sorta like children." I thought. I took a quick glance up and saw Kannan looking impatient, just waiting for me to continue my story. "Well...I stood my ground, because I had no valuables in there, the only thing I really had there were the necessities: blanket, water, snacks and a sweater. I guess those were valuable to a lot of people considering Capital city is not a wealthy place and that it is hard to come across those things sometimes. So...I guess they were kinda valuable. Okay, anyway, I had some things also that I kept for my comfort, like a stuffed animal. It was sticking out of my bag a little and the brutes noticed and said "Hey! What ya got there kid? A stuffed animal, ooh, that'll sell good on the black market for some sucker." I looked back and once again denied they're offer calling a bluff on hurting Claire. They weren't bluffing...they took out a pocket knife a stabbed her in her abdomen. She was bleeding and I didn't know what to do, I got angry and my emotions were everywhere and well...what happened was that I went all glowy on 'em and they fled. I felt dizzy, but I pushed through it. Once I reached Claire, she was half dead on the ground just, bleeding out. She told me to take her stuff and to be safe. That was it I-I-" I started to bawl. Kannan hugged me with such might I couldn't help but hug him back and cry my heart out.
"Shhh, shhh. Hey Ezra. It's okay. Remember, when a person is gone from the visual and solid state, they are not gone, they are everywhere in the force. Remember that. She is still with you. She is a part of you and she always will be." Those words of comfort and wisdom made me feel better and also made me cry even more. We stayed like that for who knows how long, and eventually I fell into a dreamless state. It felt marvellous to be in such darkness. Nothing going on, nothing to worry about, no stress. Nothing. It was relaxing. Just me and my peaceful state of mind.
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