Skye Achlys
The Masked
-AVALONIA-
It was already night when the young and new Disciple of Ren, Skye, wandered through the streets of Avalonia. She arrived here with a commercial vessel, lifting with them for free. Her services or whatever weren't required back in the Order, so she found this to be the perfect time to go sightseeing. Except she wasn't here to go sightseeing.
-THREE DAYS AGO-
Skye sat silently in some public garden, pondering about the last few weeks, or more specially, about the choices she'd made in those weeks. She only snapped out of her thoughts when she noticed a small band of though-looking guys carefully observing her. In a response, Skye returned their gazes with a harsh one of her own, but to her surprise, the men didn't stop looking in her direction. Instead, one of them started to walk her way. Slightly uncomfortable, Skye slowly stood up with the intention of casually leaving before the man could reach her. When she looked over her shoulder to see how far away he still was, she slightly jumped. He stood right in front of her, smiling.
How was that possible? How could he have closed in so fast? Well, that didn't matter now.
The man firmly grabbed her arm to prevent her from leaving. "You. You're that new Ren chick, aren't you?", he said with a thick accent, yet Skye couldn't figure out what accent it was.
"I'm the new what?", Skye whispered back, confused by how this man knew about the Ren, and more importantly, how he knew about her.
"Shhh", he continued, "don't you worry. We're friends of the First Order"
"Good for you", the dark haired woman dryly replied.
"Here", the man said while he pressed a small device into the woman's hand. "Follow this, and you'll get what every true Ren deserves. See it as a little gift", the man grinned. When he saw that Skye was still holding back, he added something to convince her. "It could also greatly improve your status within the Order"
Boom. A critical hit, so to speak. He didn't need to say that twice. Skye'd been searching for a way to improve her status a lot. She'd do just about anything to stop receiving those untrusting and cold looks from other members of Ren in the hallways. She did kill two stormtroopers and had tried to escape after all.
When the man saw that he had achieved his goal, he grinned and immediately walked back towards his companions.
Still confused, she activated the device. It displayed a small message.
AVALONIA
AT NIGHT
FOLLOW THE SOUND
FIND YOUR GLORY
DON'T BE AFRAID
All of this definitely sounded suspicious as heck, but Skye was already set on her promised 'increase of status'. She wasn't sure whether or not she was supposed to be reporting this to someone, but because she hadn't been assigned to a master yet, Skye freely interpreted that so she didn't need to report anything to anyone.
And off she went.
PRESENT
Skye was still wandering through the streets. They were like nothing she had ever seen before and she found herself staring at almost everything. How could such a gigantic place have been built in the first place? Didn't matter, she was closing in on her target now.
Yes, there it was. Her heart started to beat faster while she approached a bar, to which the entrance was located in a complex of shady alleyways.
Was this it?
It had to be, because the small device was literally making Skye go deaf with short and fast beaps.
"Alright, alright! You have served your purpose. Shush up already", she said aloud while she turned the device off.
She took a deep breath before she entered the bar. She was fully aware that she wasn't really armed, apart from a small pocket knife and a stun baton. Considering she still barely had any training in the Force at all, that wasn't going to help her either.
The bar was fairly empty, only a handful of people were sitting at some tables. The barman didn't even pay attention to Skye entering the bar, but someone else did. A masked man walked towards the exit, but when he passed Skye, he told her "I believe you've left your bag on that table, miss." Without waiting for a response, he left the bar for good. Skye didn't notice that the other people at the bar also started to leave, and the barman too had disappeared. Unknown to her, she now, was alone.
A small black container with a purple light. That had to be the object the man was referring to. Skye slowly stepped towards the object.
The small device she had been given earlier, suddenly started to light up purple in her hand.
It started to emit its deafening beeping again for a while, until it suddenly stopped when something inside the black container made a 'click'.
Now her fear and suspicion had definitely outmatched her curiosity, so she started to slowly back away from the container.
Just before she had reached the exit, the container made a loud noise.
And then there was only an immense light followed by a deafening noise.
An explosion.
She got flung against, or through, the door, and landed half on the streets and half in the bar, when the walls started to come down at her.
The last thing she saw before the walls buried her were multiple men standing around at the edges of the alleys, preventing anyone to come to her aid.
"And another one down for us to play with", one of them laughed. "Death to her and her Order! Let's see what this one has to offer, eh?"
This wasn't good.
Extremely desperate, she tried to call out for help using the Force, but was simply too unskilled to send a message. With luck, however , she could at least make herself known somehow. Who knew. She'd always found the Force a mysterious thing.
