A Blessing and a Curse

Chapter 16

I do not own the songs!

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"When the days are cold
And the cards all fold
And the saints we see
Are all made of gold

When your dreams all fail
And the ones we hail
Are the worst of all
And the blood's run stale

I want to hide the truth
I want to shelter you
But with the beast inside
There's nowhere we can hide

No matter what we breed
We still are made of greed
This is my kingdom come
This is my kingdom come..."

I turned the station. This song reminded me of myself and how a monster is inside. I hated that the most. I hated myself and this song just reminds so why listen to it.

Hera was driving us to a prisoner transport area on the other side of the city. She said that since there is so much traffic then it would take the Empire and us awhile to get there.

I finally turned it to a gut rapping and settled back in my seat.

"...I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're trying to save me, stop holding your breath
And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you th-"

I immediately changed the channel again. I could feel Hera's lingering eyes glance over at me but didn't say anything. Once again, when the song sounded...ok then I settled back in my seat.

"Hello darkness my old friend..."

I reached out a turned the volume down until it was mute. Silence filled the small cockpit.

"Not much of a music fan?" Hera commented.

"You could say that," I replied, quietly. She didn't reply immediately and seemed to think.

"Is there a particular reason?" She asked, looking over at me when the Ghost stopped.

I wanted to say no and everything is ok but the words just spilled out of my mouth, "Yeah."

I sounded even quieter and didn't need to look to know that Hera was pitying me. I always hated pity. It just shows that someone sees you as weak and pathetic, no matter how nice they seem.

"We're here," Hera said, parking right outside of the faculty. There was a fence made with barbed wire surrounding the place. On the farther side of the faculty was the large amount of water. What did Zeb call it again? The ocean?

My chest knotted in the memory of Baldy. I would of laughed but the memory would hurt more until the point I break. This wasn't the time to break.

   I followed Hera out of the cockpit and to see Kanan loading his gun.

"Ready?" He asked, holstering the gun.

"Do you two have a plan or are you winging it?" Hera asked. The man shrugged and grinned saying, "Something like the second option."

Hera shook her head in disapproval. "I'm not going to let you and Ezra go by yourselves into an imperial-filled faculty without a good plan."

"Winging it is a plan," Kanan defended.

"I said a good plan," Hera replied, emphasizing 'good.'

"Well," I butted in, "we need to think of something fast because we don't have a lot of time plotting a good plan to rescue Zeb and Sabine."