Sin

Chapter Four

-Syn-

I find myself back in the familiar sandy surroundings of Mos Espa. Walking down the rows of market stalls, I make my way back home. Dust was covering my boots like a warm blanket. The sun was hot and dry against my skin, radiating warmth and comfort.

I trace the streets of my home, studying the stone of every building. Taking in every detail that I was careless of before. I find myself at my hut that I shared with my parents and hear a steady stream of voices flowing through the thin door.

We must tell her the truth, Dear.

No! She cannot know!

I place my hand against the wooden door of the hut to steady myself and hear the conversation clearly. Tell who what?I

We cannot keep this from her forever. She deserves to know where she comes from.

But she's our daughter...

Without hesitation, I burst through the door searching for answers. What lies have been told to me? What truth has been kept from me? But when I crossed the threshold, my parents were on the floor again. Lifeless. Unmoving. Another stone structure filled in this godforsaken sand town. That is when the Earth-shattering screams begin. The pain comes in waves beginning in my head and washing over the rest of my body.

That is when I realize that I am the one screaming. I grip at my throat that is beginning to dry and scratch. The strain on my vocal chords protrudes from my neck and I feel my face grow hotter. My breath struggles to release, and I am gasping for air. I am drowning in my pained memories, almost as if the sand of Tatooine is filling my lungs.

When it finally all stops.

I sit up in the dim lit room, trembling breathing heavily, dripping in a cold sweat. It was just a dream.. Even with the reassurance that the traumatic event was over, I was engulfed in sadness and pain once again. I pull my knees to my chest and squeeze as if trying to comfort myself. Maybe if I squeeze hard enough I will wake up from this nightmare again. But I stay where I am. Trapped in this darkness.

That is when I feel the anger take over. I seethe with anger. Ripping apart the soft silken blankets from the bed I have been stuck in. Screaming at the top of lungs feeling the indignation pour out of my heart. I destroy what ever I can get my hands on as if the destruction of an inanimate object will fill the void of hatred I feel for this place.

That is what I realize what must be done. I will succumb to the Dark side. I will let Kylo Ren and Supreme Leader Snoke show me the ways of the force. I will gain the strength I need to defeat the First Order. I will wield my power and I will be free from enslavement.

I am standing in the middle of my room when the door slides open, revealing the destruction that I have created. I was a tornado at standstill when the guards arrived. The storm troopers examined my state and the state of the room, then proceeded to take me against my will.

"Where am I going!?" I yell and shove against my restraints. The storm troopers ignore my screams and questions, shuffling me back into the red room. I hated this room with a passion. This time it takes four storm troopers to lead me in front of the throne where the distorted man waits.

Ah, finally, a fire has been started within her. Snoke clasps his hands on his lap, seemingly satisfied with what he is presented with.

I tug away at the grip of the storm troopers, freeing myself and sending an evil grin across the Supreme Leader's face.

Syn. What an interesting name for a slave girl.

I could care less about what this disgusting being says. I stand angrily in front of him with my arms at my sides, trying to portray a sense of strength. I refuse to respond and feed into his game.

You will begin your apprenticeship with Kylo-

"No." I firmly state, pursing my lips together, holding my ground. My fists clench and I feel the anger start to settle in again.

How dare you defy me. A sudden bolt of electricity is sent through my body. I scream in deafening agony. The surge of electricity flows through me as I collapse to the floor. My body is extracted from my control as I lay convulsing on the floor. The current finally stops and I am able to gain my strength to sit up. My plan was to carry out the apprenticeship, but once I was in front of Snoke, my will to defy the ruler took over. I had no control over my anger.

You will begin your apprenticeship with Kylo Ren, or you will remain here until you decide to comply.

I was finally able to pull myself from the floor when I feel the current once again flow throughout my body.

"Yes!" I manage to shriek. The lightening stops and Snoke appears to be satisfied.

Good. Now you will learn to never defy me.

This time I watch as the bolts leaves his hand. He continues to electrocute me until my vision fades in and out. I no longer am standing, and I lay shaking on the floor, trapped under his power.

Take her out of my sight.

The guards once again grab either of my arms and pull me from the room. My feet drag behind me for I no longer have the strength to carry myself. My head falls and bobs throughout the hallways as I am led back into my room. The storm troopers leave me in the entrance of my cell and the door slides closed again, shutting me into the darkness. My body still feels the sparks of electrocution running through and I have no strength to carry myself to the bed. I sit on the floor with my legs at my side and I let my head fall back against the door.

Before I know it, I am dreaming of Mos Espa again. I can even smell the sweat from the crowds from the sun that pours onto the dusted planet. I make my way home again. I just want to hear their voices and feel the comfort of their touch. But as I find my home, I also find death. This time they are hung in the kitchen. Their bodies sway from side to side. I rush to their aid, I must cut them down, maybe they will survive this. But as I reach for the knife to cut the rope, I am rushed with a gust of air outside of the hut. I am torn away from saving my family. I slam my fists into the dirt and dust of the gravel road. Jumping to my feet, I run back to save them. This time there is a charred wound in the middle of their waists.

I scream in frustration. The dream begins over and over again. The death of my parents is portrayed in different ways every time I rush to save them. I am powerless, useless. Anger takes over my body and I am suddenly left feeling empty.. and finally.. my mind is dark.