Obi-wan walks up to the door and opens the yellow shield, nodding his head at me as I exit the cell. In one quick hop I move my hands to front of me, getting a disapproving look from Obi-wan. My response is wiping my face, as if trying to wipe away the ache I got from sleeping on a steel table.
"Come on, I was suppose to get you right after we landed. I managed to keep everyone away for now, but you need to face the facts Lyra." Obi-wan motions for me to go toward the doors, I drag my heels.
"What facts? I was forced to do everything."
"The council would like to hear it for themselves."
"Wonderful. My day just keeps getting better and better." Right at the door, i stop again. "Wait, I forgot-"
"I got it, not sure how you got a holo-projector in there."
I smile, "blame Jordan." I flip my hands back behind me as we leave the small prison.
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We walk though the maze of hallways, I'm escorted by Obi-wan, two clone squads on my sides and another behind me. I think they were taking it easy on me. Reaching the "gang-plank" I hear the rise of multiple guns, and they are pointed at me. I shutter at the thought that even if I fall or trip, something that is completely accidental, could very well kill me.
Once outside, I quickly count how many troopers watch me. Thirty, not including the ones that were following me before. Almost each one knows what I did and I can almost see their faces, evil looks plastered on them. Obi-wan rushes by me and bows to the other three Jedi that stand to meet me. Masters Plo-coon, Windu, and Yoda, who both give me a once over and turn their attention to Obi-wan.
Windu is the first to speak, "Obi-wan, congratulations on capturing Lyra. Troopers, take her to the holding cell."
"Master Windu, if I could say one thing."
"Speak."
"Lyra is in need of a medical droid, due to lacerations on her arms that were received before and after her capture. If she could be taken to the clinic first-"
"No, one droid may accompany her to her cell, but she can't enter the clinic. She might escape."
"I'll personally escort her."
"Sorry, but no. You are needed to be debriefed and she needs to be locked up as soon as possible."
I'm crushed, but then again, what else do you expect from people who think you turned your back on them. I'm shoved roughly and I walk into the citadel, wondering if this will be my last time outside.
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"Get in there," The trooper shoves me into the cell, closing the door quickly behind me."The medical droid will be here in an hour." The elevator rises and leaves me alone, with the other worthless scum on this planet.
"What did you get in here for girly?" A voice comes from next to my cell, Low voice, so it must be a male.
"Nothing that concerns you." I say snugly.
"Hehehe, the first response from all the new comers. It's my job in this block to figure out what you got in here for."
"Not going to give it to you."
"You'll slip up one time." He goes quiet, and another voice speaks.
"Ignore George, he's just stubborn. I'm Jade, the only other girl here in this block. Lets start with something more simple, what's your name?"
"Lyra"
"Well, Lyra why do you need a medical droid?"
"I got some... nasty cuts on my arms, some on my legs."
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The Lost One
Fiksi PenggemarLyra Jasha is 15 years old, and force sensitive. The Jedi council should have come for her, but they have forgotten her planet for 30 years. So it has been up to he father to train her. This is the full story of her journey and why she will always b...