Forgotten, But Not Lost

Chapter 7

Stage 2 - Isolation (Amar)

Amar's eyes opened up to a bright burning sun just ahead of her. She looked around her to see if she could recognize anything to give her an idea of maybe where she could have ended up. All she knew was that, what was a warm sturdy hand in hers, was now a deep empty space of hot dry air.

She had been here before, that she knew for sure, but she didn't know when or how. For as long as she could remember growing up, she was with Master Luke and Ben and there was no way that Master Luke would have brought them there. They really only ever remained at the Temple and the planet Llum.

In the distance, she saw a residence, or what she thought could be one. She decided to walk toward it, there was a reason she was here. The force was trying to show or prove something to her. As she drew closer to the sandstone buildings, she realized they looked as if they hadn't been lived in for some time now. Amar pressed the door to open and it swooshed with a cloud of sand wafting up in her face. She coughed and covered her face with part of her Jedi garb. Amar walked in to find it completely abandoned, as there was still cups sitting on a table in the living quarters covered in that same dust that now consumed her lungs.

Amar kept looking around the abandoned home in search of any clues of why she was placed here on this deserted planet. She walked into what she could have only assumed being a study for whomever had resided there. There were books all over the table and behind the desk was a wall of Empire age helmets, just lining the wall. Everything from a basic Stormtrooper helmet to a unique one, consisting of a death trooper helmet. Amar was in awe of the collection and wondered how one person could have come by all of these, surely they didn't kill them all to get them.

Amar started to feel a cold feeling coming from inside her. She felt a pull to go outside and around the back of the residence. As she rounded the corner to the backyard, she saw what were clearly tombstones. Here she thought she would finally find out who these people were. She approached the tombstone to find it reading the last thing she ever thought she would see.

Rebellion Hero Ezra Bridger and his wife Maru of Mirial. One with the force they have become.

10 ABY

Amar sank to her knees, as she had felt like an invisible hand had reached inside of her and plucked her heart straight out of her chest. She couldn't seem to regain her breath and heaved and threw herself over these tombstones. She had finally found her answer on to why her parents never came to visit her and to why Master Luke never had any answers to give. Tears streamed down her face as she just sobbed and stared at her parents graves.

That cold spot returned in her body and she felt like she was wretched back into another world, which she had been. She was standing in a ships throne room. She didn't recognize the ship or the creature sitting in a golden tunic on the throne.

"Ah Finally, Amar Bridger, we meet in person at last." The creatures said as he stood to greet her.

In her head Amar realized she did indeed recognize the voice to this creature. This was the voice she heard in her head as early as she could remember. He had offered things to her that she always took as solid advice, but seeing the face to the voice, it did not offer her peace, only unease laced with fear. There was something off with this creature, she could not read a force signature on him.

"My Lord, Snoke." Amar bowed to him in an instant to keep the facade up, something in her head had told her to not let Snoke know her true feelings in that very moment.

Snoke approached her on the lower level below the throne, and as he did, he offered a gentle hand to her face as to caress her cheek.

"Dear child, you are troubled with the news of your parents, I am sorry for this, but you are not lost. My dear, you are just starting to understand where you belong in this universe. The death of your parents is...unfair, but do not let it get in the way of your true destiny."

Amar stepped back from his hand as an automatic response to someone you do not truly know touching your face. Amar remained silent as to take in all what Snoke was telling her. Deep down Amar knew there was something not right about this, if this is a glimpse of her future, then where was Ben?

"Where is Ben? Is he here with you?" Amar blurted out before she could think about how she wanted it to come across.

Amar knew that Ben was apart of her destiny, she had heard this very man tell her that Ben and her were destined to rule and bring a new order to the galaxy.

Snoke simply turned around without giving Amar a response. Amar watched Snoke as he waltzed back up to reside back in his throne. As he sat down, he stared off at the doors in the back of the throne room. In an instant, they wooshed open behind Amar. She felt a dark presence enter the throne room. She had felt this force signature before in her dreams, but she could not tell who they were even then.

Suddenly a dark figure in a mask approached the throne and bowed down before Snoke. All Amar could see of this figure was a large black cowl that covered the creatures helmet. There was zero skin exposed and the man was dressed completely in black, as she looked more at the figure, she noticed it was indeed a human man in the helmet.

"Rise Kylo Ren, My loyal apprentice and master to the Knights of Ren." As Snoke spoke the man who was named Kylo Ren rose to his feet and stayed planted there in extreme confidence.

Amar felt uneasy with the sight of this Knight of Ren, but only because she felt like she knew who he was. The force signature was strong and it overwhelmed her, she felt woozy and quite faint. Kylo then turned toward her as if he was reading her mind and knew what she was thinking. He took a step toward her and raised his hand out to her.

"Join me Amar."

The words came out as emotionless as a computer had said it, something about the helmet disguised his true voice. All Amar could do was stand frozen in fear of what Kylo was asking of her. Amar stared at the mask and suddenly he said it again in a louder tone, almost making her fall backwards in fear.

Deep down Amar knew no matter what happened, there was no way that she could ever take this strangers hands... not now, not ever.