I laid on the ground, on my side and I didn't move for a minute and let my eyes do the observation for me. All I heard was the echo of my breathing, but I soon came to realize that it wasn't only my own, but someone elses. I rolled over slightly, a sharp pain ripping through me and my head began to throb. My eyes focused on the figure that sat in the corner, inaudible and unmoving. My heart sank when I noticed it was Halmi Daspa, the Jedi Knight who had been heading to Yavin IV with me.
I remembered vivid images before everything seemed to fade to black and I woke up to find myself here. I was writing a log so I could send it to Brando and Altaira to let them know that I was coming with Halmi back home because the feeling that I over-stayed my welcome had crept inside me and the feeling that something was not right had entered my consious mind. I saw a ship outside the cockpit window. It was rather large and I caught myself wondering what a ship was doing alone in the sector we had been in.
Before I could do anything, the system went completely dead. The lights went off and nothing had been functioning the way it had before. I tried to contact Halmi, but nothing worked. The ship came closer and the next thing I knew, I found myself in the cell that held the utter cold inside of it.
I pulled myself up with as much strength in me as I could muster and crawled over to Halmi. I sighed heavily and shook him slightly, whispering his name and using the Force to try and ease him out of his state. His eyes opened to look into mine and I smiled softly in reassurance.
"Lysthea?" He asked almost in a mumble, almost as if I was just a dream to him and I wasn't real. I nodded.
"Halmi, can you get up? You have to get up and we have to get out of here."
His eyes turned away from mine and he stared at the room that we were locked in. There were no windows, but we knew we were on a ship because we could feel the engines running underneath the metallic body of the vessel. "Where ever 'here' is." He said, getting up slowly.
I gently helped him up and I noticed a small gash on his forehead. I frowned. "Are you sure you're okay to move? I see you're hurt."
"I'm fine." He assured and stood up with me. He touched his wound gently and flinched.
"No, you're not fine." I looked on my utility belt and found a small pouch I kept on it. I opened it and took out a small peice of fabric. "If I had some disinfectant and water, we'd be able to clean that up. For now, use this." I handed him the white cloth and he took it and dabbed it on his cut.
I walked to what I knew was the door. I stood in front of it and stared in silence, pondering about a way I could use to get it open. I had nothing on me really. I was lucky I even had that cloth for Halmi. My sias were gone with my lightsaber. Anything constructive that I could use had been stripped from me. I sighed heaviy and turned back to Halmi.
"You got any bright ideas?"
He shook his head slowly and stepped beside me and stared at the door. "No. I think we'll have to wait it out and see what happens. There's no way we can get out of this room."
"We may not live long enough to see what happens." I glanced over at him and he stared down at me. "I'm not scared." I assured, feeling his curiousity. "I don't like this either. The problem is I don't have a clue to what's going on at all."
Halmi raised a brow before going to sit back down on the floor. I followed him and sat down beside him, running my hands over my stomach unconsiously. "Is the baby alright?" He asked and I nodded but didn't say a word. "I think I have an idea on what's going on."
"I think it's Sidious."
The name ran shivers down my spine when I heard it. I remembered what Brando went through with his former master and I was left to think about what would happen if it was Sidious who had me and Halmi in his custody.
It wasn't long before a guard stepped through the door, shoving his blaster at the both of us. There wasn't only one as we had first thought, but plenty. I glared at them menacingly, giving them hopeful hints to who they were messing with, but I don't think that scared them much if Sidious was behind this.
We were forced to get up and walked out of the room with the assisstance of a few destroyer droids who walked on their spider stilts after us, holding their guns at ready.
This wasn't good, definately not good at all.