G/T Short Stories 1 [ COMPLETED ]

~Jedi : Fallen Order Fanfiction (G/T) (pt. 2)~

  The world was dark. Everything around me was silent as well. No sounds of people talking or raging snowstorms. Not even the trill of that BD droid. Was I safe? No. That would be impossible. Minglings are never safe.

  Suddenly a light in the distance lit up the area like I was back on Ilum. The beautiful colors were almost entrancing. Similar to northern lights.. But more sporadic.
  At first, it was divine and colorful but for some strange reason, it started to get out of control. The waves and rifts started to seize, shifting from black and red to green and purple. It didn't look friendly in any way. The only feeling I felt for it was fear.
  Noises and sounds started to come in as if they were amplified by ten. Loud shouting. It all sounded like Taron's voice. Fear riddled my body as I glanced around like a terrified rabbit. This was all just a bad dream. A scary, nightmare. It had to be.
  The sound of his awful voice seemed to be coming in from all sides, getting closer and closer every moment I stayed there longer. My legs wanted to run and my eyes wanted to close but my body wasn't letting me do so. I couldn't speak. My voice was dry.
  I wanted to scream and get away, but it wouldn't help.
  Soon the overbearing sound of Taron Malicos' wretched voice was right in my ears.
  My eyes stayed peeled open staring at the bright flashing lights as I listened carefully to his upturned words.
  "Give up."
  "Run."
  "You are nothing."
  "Wake up, Marianna."
  "The loss of your parents was your fault."
  "Please wake up."
  The world fell away with a fade as a bright light took its place, shining directly in my eyes. Without even a second to waste, I sat up with a heavy gasp, blinking rapidly and trying to figure out where I was, but I quickly realized that I was still in the same place as I was before.
  It was just a dream. Thank goodness.
  Quickly, I glanced around in my blurry vision to spot Cal, the Jedi, staring down at me with a cascade of mixed emotions. Like.. concern and amazement, both simultaneously
  Somehow, for the first time, I didn't feel quite as scared in his presence. Even though we maintained a pretty strong eye contact before he even muttered a word.
"Wow." His voice was barely audible. Like a hushed tone from under his breath. The sound of complete awe. Why though? What could possibly have made him so surprised that he seemed to be at a loss of words?
  Out of curiosity and confusion, I merely tilted my head at him. Cal just turned my head to look at the room and as soon as he did so, I was shocked. Stuff was scattered everywhere as if a tornado came in and threw everything around.
  "W.. what happened.?" My voice seemed to quiver at the sight of the chaos, but it stayed in its quiet nature as I spoke. Glancing back and forth from the room to Cal, noticing that he now seemed a tad bit more surprised. As if to be shocked by hearing my voice. Regardless, he still responded.
  "You happened. Whatever it was that happened was caused you.." He stated calmly, his voice trailing a little bit at the end of the sentence.
Me? What did he mean by me? It was nearly impossible for me to even lift a pencil let alone destroy an entire room.
  Yet, a part of me felt like he spoke the truth and I couldn't help but shiver with fear because of it. I did that.
  "How.?" I stuttered, staring straight into the room.
  "We think.. you may have the force. It wouldn't be impossible for you to have it, so it's not necessarily a bad thing..." Cal's voice seemed to trail off from my ears after he mentioned the words.. 'The force.'
  No. I didn't want it. Taron had the force. He desecrated my home with it. I didn't want it. I don't want to have that awful, nearly uncontrollable power..
  Cal's voice was gone completely, replaced with a slight ringing in my ears. Waverly, I stared down at my hands as though they were the hands of a monster. I hadn't even realized the stray tears that were slowly sliding down my cheeks.
  It lasted for what felt like an eternity of my bashing thoughts before the gentle touch from Cal pulled me straight out of my mind. He wiped away a few of my stray tears with a finger, yet surprisingly I didn't flinch away this time.
"It's okay, Marianna." He hushed in a soft tone as he brushed my hair from my face. After a silent moment, he lifted me up to rest on his chest as he rubbed my back to help calm me down.
"It's going to be alright, okay? If you do have the force, then I can teach you what I know, but there has to be some sort of line of trust that needs to be established.. Okay?" He stated with a firm determination in his words. This time, I didn't say a word. I stayed much quieter than I had been previously. My thoughts weren't racing anymore, but they were still contemplating and sorting through the certain few ideas and situations that had been brought to the table.
  Though he, Cal, has been nice to me and so far hasn't put me in any dangerous situations, the fear of him being some evil person still rattled in the depths of my thoughts. Apart of me knew he wouldn't ever be cruel like Taron was, and I wanted to trust him.. but it seemed so impossible. He would be my teacher or, as some would say, master, so I'd have to follow as he says and do as he commands, but I'd also be learning how to tame this possibly dangerous ability I have.
  I needed to learn to trust again.
  Due to my lack of response, Cal lifted me away from his chest, holding me up so he could see me.
  "Are you alright.?"
   There was a slight pause before I nodded. Cal tilted his head a little bit with a sad smile on his face.
  "I know you're afraid.. But you don't need to fear talking." He explained.
  My eyes locked onto his as he brushed his finger against me again, this time I allowed myself to lean slightly into the touch.
  The first step of trust. A fine line of trust. I needed to at least give him a chance.
  "Okay.. I'll try." I stuttered, shaking slightly.
  Cal's expression shifted to one of being relieved and happy at the same time as he sat up, on the bed.
"I have a question.." I said, straining my voice to be a little louder than my normal tone. Cal turned his gaze back to me, nodding for me to continue, "Um.. How do I have the force?"
  He stayed silent for a moment as if to find words to say.
  "Well.. It's not something that has ever been studied in your species, but many different beings have it so it shouldn't be too odd. I don't know if you'd ever be able to get a lightsaber though. I doubt they are made on a smaller scale." He explained, scratching the back of his neck occasionally as he spoke. I gave him a nod before clearing my throat a bit.
  "When do I start learning..?" I asked a bit more confidently.
  "As soon as we get to Bogano." He smiled slightly, brushing his finger against my head. Once again I nodded as I heaved a sigh.