Hey there pilots, you ready to jump into this chapter. I know I am, So let's go.
*After eating breakfast*
"Focus Ella concentrate."
"Ugh, I can't do it."
"Don't tell yourself that. Let it flow through you."
"I'd rather make flowers." I focus on making a tree again. Something clouds my mind.
"Ella." Valkorion says,
"Yes father."
"I didn't say anything."
"Ella!" Valkorion says again.
"Oh."
"Ella." Valkorion says again.
"What!" I say in my mind.
"Are you ok?"
"Yes, I thought you were my dad."
"Why would you think that?"
"I'm with my dad."
"Ella?" My father says
"Yes?"
"Is everything ok?"
"Yes, why do you ask?"
"You seemed like you saw something in your mind."
"Oh, did I? Hmm?"
"Are you ok?" Valkorion says
"Yes, I'm fine. How are things there?"
"I'll come get you soon." His voice fading away.
I make the tree.
"Um? Very good Ella."
"Thanks." I make it blossom with flowers.
"Now I think you're showing off." My dad says sarcastically.
"I was making it pretty. I wasn't showing off."
"Oh ok, then you did well." I grab my gun and practice shooting it.
"Father, are you always watching me?"
"Yes, because you're my daughter. I don't want to lose you again."
"Well, I don't want to either, But try finding mom talk to her. She's out there somewhere watching me too."
"Why?"
"You should be together. She still loves you and I bet she misses you. You should be with your wife. The one who loved you even to her last moments. Do you have anything more to teach me." I shoot a few flowers off the tree.
"No."
"Hey, do you know how to speak to someone in your mind?"
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The Story of Ella
Science FictionThrough the years Ella I had tons of tragedies, adventures, and victories. This is her story so, join her through her life as a daughter of a Sith. An outcast and a runaway. A leader of an elite group of assassins, bounty hunters, and smugglers...