One in a Million

In Between

"Guys!" KD exclaimed as she beheld her brothers. They all stood near the railing and turned to her as soon as they heard her voice. The other squads witnessed the group collide with each other in a large bundle, hugging each other.

She had just gotten up from the elevator and abandoned the Jedi. She didn't know if the young woman still stood there or not, but KD discovered she didn't care.

Ghost Squad broke the hug and they all looked at KD. She looked back with a bright smile. Tears formed at her eyes. "I thought you all..." she couldn't finish it.

  "And we thought so too. Actually, we thought you were going to...But what does it matter? We are together and alive," Reasoned Snipe. He stood beside her with an arm slung around her shoulder.

She nodded. "I suppose." Suddenly, KD felt the urge to look behind her.

The Jedi was nowhere to be seen and the next squad was already heading down. It was like she was never there, but KD would never forget that she had been.

When she looked back to the training ground, she saw that the level had reset. Sighing, she spoke, "I don't really want to watch this again. Can we go get something to eat?" The group agreed and they walked off as one, headed towards the mess hall.

As they walked down the hall, they were silent. Apparently, no one could articulate what they were feeling. KD certainly couldn't. That entire ordeal had scared her and angered her more than anything else. Nothing could compare...except for that dream. She still wondered on what it was. The stones...they represented death of her squad mates, and another...The glowing one, the one that was not named.

Nameless. Forgotten. The forgotten soul.

KD had a horrible feeling about all of it. Was it her? She wondered. Could she have seen her own gravestone where she would not be remembered? Was it only a dream? A nightmare.

  It had to have been, she decided. But if any of the events that had occurred today said anything, it was that her nightmare could easily become truth.

"KD," said a gentle voice. Her head snapped over to her beloved brother, Anon. He looked at her worriedly. They were still all in their training armor, with helmets being carried at their sides. Before they went to the mess hall, they'd need to go change and put away their weapons.

"What is it, Anon?"

   He hesitated before saying, "Well, I just wanted to, you know, talk about this." Anon struggled with words as they walked into the barracks. She got the message.

"What is there to talk about?" She inquired, knowing fully well there was plenty. They strode over to their section in minutes. She wiped the sweat from her brow once she had placed her weapons in her locker. Then she started to remove the armor from herself, revealing the slick, black suit she wore underneath.

"Um, lets go with this shall we-Did we even pass?" That stopped everyone in their movements.

Snipe responded quickly, "Of course we did. We versed a Jedi and made it out...mostly." Sparks nodded in agreement to what Snipe had said. KD's gaze switched over to Anon as he started again.

   "Yeah, we did, but we never grabbed the staff in time. KD didn't get it." Suddenly, the mood changed even further.

"She couldn't get it!" Snipe protested, rising to his sister's defense. But that wasn't true and Anon said as much, "Yes, she could have. Instead, she attacked the Jedi and went suicidal, knocking both of them off the tower."