❛ Does it ever drive you crazy just how fast the night changes? ❜
In which a Rebel intelligence officer's life changes in an instant when a blonde boy in a Stormtrooper disguise rescues her from the hands of the Empire.
cover by the amazing @shangch...
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"change your flight so you stay with me"
tw: sickness
Leia's heart dropped. "Are you sure?"
"Yes, Leia," Elara fumbled with the cap to a water bottle, "because I had one of the dreams again. About him."
That's why I had that feeling. Leia pondered to herself. She'd gotten that very same strange , eerie feeling several years ago when Elara's headaches first started - she would then find Elara either hunched over a toilet from the nausea, or passed out on the floor of her bedroom every single time it happened.
The weird thing was, it always happened during Alderaan's night, preceded by dreams of him - Oliver, and she'd always described them the same way. Elara would say someone had taken a hammer and broke into her skull and was flipping through her mind like pages in a book, because whatever 'they' were looking at, she would be reliving too. She would describe it as if she was inside a dim movie theater, watching the movie of her life.
Leia and her family took Elara to every specialist on Alderaan, to no avail. Bail had suspected it wasn't medical, and attempted contact with Obi Wan Kenobi for alternative advice, but couldn't reach him. Something far sinister had to be at work, but who, or why, or if that was even possible was beyond her knowledge of the inner workings of the force.
"Keep drinking the water, Ellie. It always helped you before," Leia wrapped her arm around her paled friend, "let me see if Han has any kind of medicine laying around here."
"It's not gonna work," she mumbled, "it never did – ow!"
Leia looked up from the storage compartment under the seat. "What happened?"
"My ear, I swear I just heard him." Elara rubbed her temple.
"Oliver?" Leia furrowed her brows. This didn't make any sense. Last time, this didn't happen. She didn't hear voices. Either she's losing her mind being stuck on this ship or it's some weird Force thing. She had recalled hearing her father once mention about Force sensitive people being able to communicate silently through their minds or invade those of others - but they always had to be nearby.
"No, I heard Luke. I think I'm going crazy, Leia," she whined, "it was like he was right here."
"What was he saying?" Leia placed a comforting hand on her friend's leg.
"I don't know, but it was like he was hurt. I've never heard him scream like that," Her complexion drew even paler and her voice weaker with every word, "Leia, do you have a bag or something –"
"Already on it," Leia holds out a motion sickness bag she'd found amongst the utter junk Han had stored on this ship, "here."
Leia stood, pulling the hair tie from her wrist, and used it to pull Elara's hair out of her face, while she expelled into the bag.
"I'm sorry Leia."
"Sorry for what," Leia reassured, "you'll be ok. Let's go to the refresher so you can get cleaned up."
Something in the back of the Princess's mind whispered a warning about the planet thousands of miles ahead. It wasn't going to be ok.
•••
Luke stood upside down in a clearing, concentration painted over his face. Yoda observed as the boy's powers lifted two storage boxes from the ground. "Concentrate. Yes, feel the force flow. Yes," Artoo finds himself lifted off the ground now, and wails in distress, "Good. Calm. Yes. Through the Force, things you will see. Other places. The future... the past. Old friends long gone."
Luke's facial expression shifts from calm concentration to one of distress. The vision from before flooded his sight. This mysterious city in the clouds, torture, pain, suffering, all came rushing back, intensified like the highlights of a movie. "Han! Leia! Ellie..."
Artoo, along with the two storage boxes came tumbling down, with a screech of terror from the little droid, just before Luke himself tumbles into the mud.
Yoda shook his head. "Hmm. Control, control. You must learn control!"
"I saw, I saw a city in the clouds." Luke stuttered.
"Mmm. Friends you have there."
"They were in pain." Tears begin to well behind his eyes. To see his friends, his lover, in such suffering tore his mind apart.
"Difficult to see. Always in motion is the future." Yoda closes his eyes briefly.
"I've got to go to them." Luke began to gather his belongings off the ground.
"Decide you must how to serve them best. If you leave now, help them you could. But you would destroy all for which they have fought and suffered." Yoda's words stopped the blonde in his tracks. He hangs his head low, and nods in understanding. The mud on his face hid the tear escaping from his eye.
a/n yeah so I know this is really short and really bad but to continue it on the way I intended wouldn't have made much sense because while it kind of does touch on some of the topics from this chapter, it still kinda was like almost changing the subject and would've left a bit of a plot hole to put in it the same chapter, so this one ends here and I will admit I am not the best at writing sickness so it kinda comes off really corny? :/
anyways, I thought I'd try to take a spin with Leia's point of view now, and I was wondering what you all thought, and should I do more of that as well?
also this is part 1 of the 2k reads double update, and the other one is for the 'in between' section of this book so you will have to scroll back a few chapters but I'm super excited about that chapter!!
please comment & vote if you enjoyed! anddd don't forget to stay hydrated. <3
