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Now is the Hour [Connor Harrison]

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evening has descended ..
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Firemane compound sleeps tonight save for a lone ship sitting on a landing pad waiting for it's two pilots. Laden with supplies for a long journey, it hums it's song as engines are warming ready for take off. A cold mist sits on top of it's outer frame, forming droplets of water which once heavy would roll down the side like a tear drop. Abaigeal stands alone by the door, the exist to the pad and pulls a brown cloak around her cold body as she waits for Connor. She senses him, he is not far ..

She also senses the concern of her guardian and mother, [member="Siobhan Kerrigan"] is awake and pacing, but she need not worry so much, Abaigeal has come a long way under her care and is armed with skills taught to her with love and strength, this is how Sio will be going with them, in her heart. But they must do this trip alone, it is important to them both and the making of them as Jedi. Connor has had much trials in his life, as has she in her short life and selfish as this might be this trip, it is imperative.

A swirl of dust eddied on the pad, kicking up debris around the undercarriage and struts, she narrowed her eyes standing quietly and calmly as one resigned to a new life .. a destiny that waits her on the horizon and beyond the stars.
 
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Siobhan was indeed pacing, though it was late in the evening. She was still wearing her suit, her hair was a mess and she looked tired, but did not seem to care. "Shouldn't have let her go. 'She's old enough to make her decisions, bird must spread her wings, it's an important quest for her' blahblah. Still shouldn't have let her go. Now she's gonna run into danger," she grumbled.


"Well, you couldn't have stopped her. I mean, you could've told her no and locked her up, she would've hated you and stuff," Harmony said a bit awkwardly. She was used to dealing with moody Siobhan because, let's be honest, there was always something that annoyed her in some way. Usually her moods passed as quickly as they'd come. Afraid Siobhan was...far more unnerving. "Mistress, you really should get some rest."


"I can't rest! I can't sleep!" Siobhan snapped irritably at her. Seeing that Harmony looked upset, she sighed and gave her an apologetic look. "I'm sorry, Harmony." One might recall how rarely Siobhan ever apologised for anything. "It's not you I'm angry that. That was uncalled for. I'm just worried about her. She's my little angel and now..."


Ok. Apologetic, worried Sio was better than angry Sio. Harmony put a hopefully calmning hand on Sio's shoulder. "Mistress, she'll be fine. I don't understand how this Jedi voodoo works, but you said her mother's ghost is guiding her, right? You know she wouldn't lead Aba into a Sith death trap. And you trained her well. You know she'll come back."


It was a sign of how stressed Siobhan was when she flinched a bit at the touch, before relaxing. "Yeah, she's a big girl. She'll be fine," she said more firmly, though it sounded like she was trying to convince herself. "That Connor Harrison guy better bring her back in one piece," she grunted. "I don't trust him."


Before Siobhan could go on another rant about why she distrusted the man, of whom she frankly did not know much, Harmony pulled her into a hug. "She'll be back soon, safe and sound, and you'll be proud of her, Mistress," she said soothingly. Hopefully this would deter Siobhan from ranting more. "She's your daughter, after all."


At last Siobhan seemed to calm down...a bit. "Yes, she is. My little angel."
 

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”I get the feeling that Miss Kerrigan doesn’t trust me on this trip.”

Connor called out, slightly amused, as he walked across the large, sparse landing pad. Abaigeal was at the far end with the ship on loan to them, and he carried a small backpack over his shoulder. He wore his thermal top and trouser, tough terrain walking boots and had his greatcoat slung over his arm. His Jedi weapon, the lightsaber, was stored away inside the pack with his datapad, mapbook and rations.

”Still, I get the feeling all our trust is a little shaky right now. You being born of Sith heritage. Me being a stranger after your mother’s past. All kind of strange things.”

He reached her and nodded, a peaceful and calm expression on his face as the gentle breeze hummed past his ears and tickled the cloak she wore.

”Don’t worry. We’ll find this closure together and then…who knows…we’ll be the best of friends after all this has blown over.”

Giving Abaigeal a small nod, he gestured to ship and walked past her.

”Shall we, Miss E’ron?”


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She pushed her back off the wall, and followed Connor toward the waiting ship. Now unprotected against the elements, the wind buffeted hard against her body as they walked across the elevated platform. "I trust you Connor, just as my mother did", she said without looking at him. "And I hope to gain your trust in time, I understand your concerns about me, I would have them too if I where in that position, but remember there is a large slice of my mother's blood running through my veins as well".

It was now she turned to smile at him, "Let go, we have a long journey ahead of us". All that she wishes to take is aboard the ship, Sio having made sure everything was in order before departure, however, her lightsaber will always be clipped to her side.

Inside the ship is a astromech, busy with preparing for take off and as soon as the ship is locked, it's new occupants settled they ascended to orbit. Abaigeal took hold of the pilot seat and keyed in co-ordinate for the Core. She turned to Connor busy with controls preparing for the jump to hyperspace.

"Strap in! we are in for a bumpy ride". Her inflection in her voice, the teasing cheeky comment, were as if Iella had spoken. There is mother in the daughter.
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Connor followed as Abaigeal led him up into the ship. She smiled at him, and it reminded him of the smile Iella gave when she placed her faith in him. It was a smile that remained in his mind’s eye for the last one he saw from her.

”I know I will. I hope so. I don’t fear your good intentions, and I can see your mother in you. It’s comforting, and she’d be very, very proud of who you’re becoming.”

Letting the astromech break the atmosphere between them with a comical series of beeps and tweets, the two sorted themselves and took their seats. Connor sat and buckled down beside her and relished not being the pilot for a change. A steady take-off and climb followed, and he was quietly impressed.

However, he forced a smile and dug his fingers in as she told him to “strap in”.

Connor turned to her. ”Yes. Definitely your mothers daughter!”

The stars streaked around them in the darkness of space, and catapulted them into the dizzying blue vortex of hyperspace towards the Core.

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Far away, Siobhan watched the ship take off. She stared at the horizon until it was just a tiny spec and then vanished completey from sight as it completely left the planet. Sighing slightly, she turned away. Every bird had to leave the nest one day, though she would've preferred it if this one had stayed a little longer.


Then again, that was probably how every mother felt. In her heart of hearts, she knew Aba would come back - and make both of her mothers, proud. Who knew, maybe then Siobhan and Connor could sit down and have civil conversation, though Aba might have to knock their heads together! There was always hope.


May the Force be with you both. It was raining outside when she stepped into the apartment, though she cared not when some rain drops fell down her face. I'm proud of you, angel. I know Iella is as well. You'll be a great Jedi, Perhaps Aba heard the telepathic words, perhaps not. Either way, Siobhan now knew what gift to get her. There was that Solari crystal Elpsis had sold her...


And with that, Sio's cameo in this thread is concluded. This one shall stalk the thread and like posts.
 
It would take them three days travel to get the Core, and the majority of the trip they had spent preparing to enter the Sith controlled space and to lessen the danger of their presence. A good part of the journey they had spoken more, getting to know one another if for nothing else then to pass the time, but also to form a friendship. Considering they had ventured off on a journey into the unknown on more levels then one. Abaigeal had tried to explain what she had felt that day when her mother appeared before her and guided them both to this moment, but between them both they did not become any wiser for it. They had to trust in Iella and the force.

Two and a half days into the journey, they are now in One Sith space, why Abaigeal had chosen Teyan as their first stop she did not know, something in the back of her mind guided her to it. But she did not have time to contemplate this further as the ships alarms began to blare moments before the ship was rudely pulled out of hyperspace. Abaigeal hit the side of the ship and fell to the floor with the unexpected jolt. She pulled herself up and back to her feet and raced from the galley to the cockpit, "What happened?", she ask the Jedi Master pilot, as her eyes quickly looked over the sensors .. but nothing was out of the ordinary save for they are drifting in wild space, and so thumping the alarm button to bring back silence, she looked out the window.

She stood up straight backed, and her hand dropped to her side but she could not take her eyes away from the beauty that lay before them. "I .. I think we have arrived". Abaigeal knew, this was the place mother had intended all along...




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The ship lurched sideways violently and shook Connor in his seat, with little time to react or warn Abaigeal to brace. Hyperspace collapsed and warning lights and alarms sounded in the cockpit that he quickly calmed regaining control of the ship just as a flustered E’ron broke through beside him to stare out the viewport. Connor’s eyes were fixed on the dash and reading the diagnostics of the engines and drives, fighting to regain a sense or normality to things.

”I dunno but just sit tight, something’s pulled us out of hyperspace and...” he stopped when he turned to look up at her.

The alarm stopped and he followed her line of sight outside to what he expected was maybe an enemy craft, but instead he saw, what looked like, a rather treacherous landscape of mountains, crevices and winding cliff faces, but lit with an emerald and orange glow from natural gasses of the strange world.

It was hauntingly beautiful, and not a craft in sight. Whatever had pulled them from hyperspace had done so for a reason, and it was right before them.

”Yeah, I think you’re right,” he said softly.

Smiling to himself, he took control of the ship once more and flew them gently towards the planet and let them be swallowed up amongst the large towering rock faces that guided their way. A large moon of some sort hung above the planet, the colours dancing before their eyes.

Not knowing where they were, Connor found a flat slice of terrain to circled around and bring them down on gently, with a pathway leading off it down into the surrounding area. Again, nothing could be found on radar, but that didn’t mean anything. This was dangerous territory now, and he had to remember that.

The ship came down softly, and Connor stood, and placed a hand on Abaigeals shoulder to break her trance.

”C’mon, let’s see what we can find.”

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It is a strange and beautiful landscape. Rivers of energy flowed across the dark sky fizzling and crackling with power. The force is here, very much here and both ends of the spectrum palpable. She shook her head a little to clear her mind, as a fight within her blood began. There is a sense of something .. some one about watching them as they walk along a path narrow like a bridge heading nowhere. Floating rock, no sign of life living sprouting from the ground, if it was ground.

It is silent, no stirring of a wind or creature of the night called, all she heard was their foot falls along a lonely path. "Is this .. is this we have been doing? walking a lonely path?", she asked but to one, not even herself. She turned to look at Connor, to gauge what he thoughts of all this, "Do you feel it? we are being watched", in fact several eyes are upon them.

As they neared a crop of rock, a spire of a clawing formation, voices so soft and lyrical spoke to them both. "Welcome Jedi", they said in unison as they appeared before them on the pathway.

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Following Abaigeal out, Connor noticed it was quite pleasant on the surface. Breathable air, but seemingly devoid of any technology or life. They were dwarfed by the natural rock formations around them; two specks leaving their ship on the path down. He hurried forward to walk beside her.

”Maybe it’s a planet with one big metaphor. Walking alone, into uncertainty. Often it will reveal the best in people.”

He never responded about being watched, because he felt it too and his eyes scanned up and below for signs of life, but before he could find them, they found him. 5 humanoid beings, dressed in tight black with pale faces and skin, but rather plain features stepped almost from nowhere. They didn’t appear threatening or hostile.

Connor stepped forward and lowered his head.

”My name is Connor Harrison. This,” he indicated,”is Abaigeal Kerrigan.”

A split second decision to hide her birth name of E’ron was made. For some reason, in Sith space, he was worried it may still cause trouble and put her in danger. He hoped he would be proven wrong but also he wouldn’t land them in greater threat.

”We are here for nothing more than guidance, and we bring you no harm or have any other intentions. May I ask a rather silly question…what is this place?”

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The five priestess all turned their white masked faces toward Connor, in unison .. "Don't lie Master Harrison, this is not the place for deceptions .. the woman is the offspring of one that has visited us before and passed her trials .. are you ready?", the words of Serenity, Joy, anger, Confusion and Sadness flowed without spoken word but to the minds of both Jedi. Reality was the two Jedi did not have a choice.

"But to answer your question Connor Harrison, this place exists in the plane between the living force and the cosmos, it has no name".

The landscape shifted, the two Jedi would feel a sense of falling as the ground under their feet vanished. Darkness was all around them no light entered here and time warped as their fall seemed to last for eternity before they stopped suspended in the air only a meter above the ground. If they wished they could find their footing.

Abaigeal screamed, a scream coming from her the pit of her stomach and the walls of Kaine's dungeons entered her mind. What demons or vision entered Connor's mind would be his personal nightmare.
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Being outed as a liar, when his intentions were trying to be good, Connor wished the ground would open up and swallow up to hide the embarrassment before these 5 figures, and Abaigeal herself. Some Knight in shining armour he was. Hearing their call, he was about to speak again, when the ground literally did open up and swallow them both into darkness.

Grasping for something to hold onto was all Connor could do as he fell into nothing, but nothing became something as he seemed to slow and stop. There was something hard under him, just out of reaching distance – just - from his feet. There was no light above, or below, or to the side. He couldn’t see Abaigeal, but he heard her scream – she was close and scared. It was a bloodcurdling scream, and it bled into Connor’s head.

”Abaigeal!”

His toe scraped the floor, but he was distracted as faces from his past appeared in dim light all around him – Thurion and Coci Heavenshield, Matsu Xiangu, Keira Ticon, Corvus Raaf, Tmoxin Temi, Sochi Ru – the faces of those he had encountered in his time as a Jedi, all staring at him. Closing in. Invading his space, piercing his gaze with burning eyes and making him feel claustrophobic. A loud buzzing noise filled his head, like an alarm, and the figure of Iella E’ron morphed behind them all, an empty, shallow face with black eyes.

Connor tried to turn away, to close his eyes and blot out the visions, but Iella remained – moving closer, and making him panic more and more and his body struggle, twist and convulse in a feeling akin to being buried alive with no way out.

”NO!” His cry was that of a plea, not of brave defiance.

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She struggle and writhed suspended in the air unable to place her feet to the ground. She felt cold, she felt the metal pressed against her back on her naked skin once more and the looming remote over her body with knives and needles ready to pierce her skin. Her chest rose and fell with each deep breath, burning her lungs as she tried to pull air into them, No, this can't be happening! her thought of panic and confusion as she knew they are on this unknown planet. But it felt so real and out of the shadows came the horrific visage of [member="Darth Vornskr"] with penetrating eyes and twisted smile. She pulled against the restraints with all her strength to no avail, her heart pounding in her chest as he grew near.

"No!", she screamed once more. Kaine lifted on of the knives to her face tracing the thin blade along her jaw line as he leaned in close only inches away from her face and placed a kiss to her lips, Abaigeal bit hard on his lip until she could taste blood in her mouth, Kaine did nothing but relish the pain and pulled back only to laugh at her feeble attempt to cause him pain. Like he did when he finally broke her, he entered her mind twisting and turning reality until she did not know herself. Abaigeal felt like that young girl once more unable to fight the intrusion and then the image of [member="Siobhan Kerrigan"] entered her mind, the flight in the Silent Desert of Tython and now it was Abaigeal's turn to smile.

Focusing, Abaigeal pulled all her force strength to her mind encasing her thoughts into a the Desert where silence in King. The sand storm erupted around her, she created the barrier around her mind and pushed away the vision of the man, her torturer. "You will never harm me again", she spoke aloud and in her mind she turned to face him, trying to push toward her. Her eyes focused on him, fixed and determined and the sand under his feet swallowed him whole.
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Connor, you can write whatever Iella would say to you. If it is dark and evil don't hold back!
 

Connor Harrison

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Shaking his head to rid the image that burned his mind didn’t help, but in fact helped dissolve the darkness and give way to a holding cell – a stone room, and Connor was strung up in stasis, an energy field holding him prisoner. Iella E’ron, fallen Grandmaster of the Silver Jedi stood before him. No sunken features or hollow eyes, but warm skin, golden hair and a strong posture. The women he remembered. The Master he followed.

”Iella.”

Connor knew this was a dream – well, he thought he did, but convinced himself otherwise – this was something ripped from his brainstem. His thoughts and emotions hidden away contorted in the Force to couple with the imagery he had seen over the years gone by. The image of the holding cell, of Iella – everything. It had come to life through nothing but his own memory, and it was horrifyingly real.

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Iella was dressed in a militaristic blue tunic, dark, contrasting the white wall behind her. She walked to Connor, unable to move any part of his body except to blink, and looked at him for what felt like forever. She was reading him, and Connor could only see his failings reflected in the eyes of the one who had given him a chance to help her Order.

The worst thing was not being able to speak a single word of apology, of understanding, of support. His mouth felt like it was bound shut, and it was a horrid feeling.

The Grandmaster spoke finally, her voice cutting into his head like a drill pushing into his skull.

”You disgust me.”

A ripple of Force energy hit him, like a sucker punch to the gut he couldn’t react to except groan in pain.

”You DISGUST me.”

Iella spoke again, a little louder, and with her words, the Force energy hit him again, pushing air from his nose forcefully and drawing an uncomfortable sweat on his brow from this nightmare.

”I hate what you are.”

And again.

”I HATE WHAT YOU ARE.”

Connor didn’t want the tears of frustration and pain to fall, but a couple did, lost in the sweat rolling down his face.

”I wish you had been killed. Not died. KILLED. ”

He wanted to pass out but couldn’t, his heart thumping in his chest and his body trembling with anxiety.

”Killed like the animal you are and the virus you have become to my Order.”

The energy hit him again, and Iella stood still as the holding cell faded around her. Only her face remained in Connor’s hazy vision. And for a second, her image turned an ethereal blue and her lips rose in a small smile as her hands lifted his head.

”Let the Light save you. Do it for me, Connor. Let your love for me make you strong. Let the Light save you.”

Iella faded, and Connor’s pain went, and he could move again, but he was too scared to even breathe or say anything.

[member="Abaigeal E'ron"]
 
As soon as the vision of Kaine had vanished beneath the sands, Abaigeal fell to the ground with a thud. "Connor?!", she now voiced, but not without a hint of pain in her voice from the fall. She stood up and swayed as the darkness surrounded them still and thick that they could not see each other. Disorientated, she reached out with her arms to try and find anything stable to hold onto. It was odd, she could not sense Connor through the force, it was like he was not there. "Connor!", she repeated now becoming concerned.

She searched pushing out her force tendrils but nothing, the force within her was not working and Connor would find the same for himself. "Can you hear me?", she hoped as much at least they would have communication to guide them. Her voice would be audible but she did not realise he too was going through his own personal hell.

"We have to get out of here .. wherever here is", she looked around as if she could see. Then she remembered her lightsaber, and grabbed it and without hesitation ignited the blade. The saber did not throw light beyond the immediate area, but it might give him something to go by.
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His hands were pressed on the floor, his knees too. His head low, breathing heavily. Everything was still dark around him, and he felt no pain physically, but internally his head was throbbing right at the temples. Abaigeal’s voice started to break through the void.

”I’m here,” he said, but didn’t hear himself. ”I’m here!” He said louder, as if pushing back this nightmare closing in on them.

Pushing up, his legs seemed to seize up and the darkness disorientated him, and Abaigeal seemed to surround him as her voice travelled. When her lightsaber blade hummed into existence, Connor recoiled and ducked slightly, only to see her face partly illuminated. The face of an E’ron.

Softly exhaling, he stood again and swallowed.

”Well that was rather unpleasant.”

Trying to take some sort of control, he fumbled out towards the glow of the saber to find her free hand and cupped it in his.

”Don’t let go, whatever happens – let’s just go with it and walk. They know where we are. This is a nasty test. We will be alright.”

Walking forward, he raised his hand to reach out in front and after a moment his fingers pushed against what felt like very smooth and cold rock. Connor used it as a guide to follow, each step hesitantly touching down, in case there was a huge pit for them to fall down again.

Out of nowhere, the two seemed to turn a corner, guided by the material under his hand, and Connor saw orange light ahead, as if sun light was breaking through a canyon guiding them out over the rock they were walking on. Sand was falling from the ceiling, and it was even more confusing as the light began to fill the canyon, or sinkhole, or whatever they were supposedly in.

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He gripped her hand a little tighter and walked forward to the light, taking each little step as he did on the soft sand. Yet as he came closer, the light appeared more and more artificial and lacked natural warmth.

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"There is light at the end of the tunnel?", she could not help laughing at their situation. In fact, her laughter became uncontrollable and it began to hurt her sides. As they walked toward the light and let it bathe them, the landscape shifted once more. Suddenly they were back on Voss, stand directly before the Silver Temple with the doors flung wide open and on the lawns all Jedi and Rangers and people from Voss-ka dance and sang with unbridled joy. A young female padawan ran out of the Temple and stopped before them. "It is not wonderful? the One Sith have been destroyed, so too the Primes and the war is over", with that the girl ran to the lawn to join the rest of the Sanctum.

To Connor and Abaigeal's mind this was reality, their present situation had been removed by the force spirits and now came a different test. "Come on Connor, lets join them!", Abaigeal pulled him down the step and onto the lawn. She let go of his hand and began to dance without thought save for total joy. There was much laughter in the air, all of which began to become distorted.
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The light swallowed up the rock, peeling it back with a second of bliding light to come out in the field before the Jedi Temple on Voss – home to the Sanctum. The planet was normal, the sky fresh and warm, the sun above, a distant moon – greens and blues and warm browns. The Temple stood proud as Jedi and Rangers were full of life on the path leading in and around the place they called home.

Abaigeal let her hand drift from Connor, he too lost in the surreal imagery to acknowledge it. He turned, but all he could see in the distance were the mountains that helped surround the area that the Jedi occupied, but the sector of Voss was present for him to see. No caverns, no ships. Just Voss.

Home.

Laughter distorted, pitch and volume, like every single being was filling his head with noise. Connor’s hand reached to his brow and wiped it gently, hand trembling slightly and a hidden anxiety rising from something.

”Abaigeal, wait, we…” he mumbled, unsure of what to say.

He felt the air on his face and the comfortable warmth. The soft grass under his feet and he saw each smile, each flick of hair from passing Jedi lost in celebration. Looking around at faces he didn’t recognize, he walked to Abaigeal, feeling like he was losing her in the swelling noise.

”Abaigeal, come – we have to go, we are needed elsewhere. This is not safe for us.”

Were they? He didn’t know why he was saying that, it just came out.

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"We are home, how could it not be safe?', she looked at him with curious eyes. Yet, there was something strange about the people and Jedi around them. They seemed too happy but she just put that down to the war ended, and a reaction one would expect from such as thing. "The war is over", she repeated, but her mind went into reflection.

How could it be? she asked herself. Their very trip to the core was done under cover and with great caution, what event had taken place that had ended the fight between the dark and light so quickly? She had sensed nothing .. nothing so vast that would send ripples through the force to all ends of the galaxy to proclaim such as thing? She looked around, at all the faces smiling and crying with tears of Joy. This is not real..

Images shifting around in her head, of crumbling temples replaced with overgrown jungles. War ships abandoned left to rust and old bones white with age littered the grounds around them. Relics of the past, future and present. Death, is the end of all things living ... this is not real.

How would life be after war? what would be the purpose of a Jedi in times of peace? such a thing would never last long, too much evil exists and would be replaced with something equal to it, the Sith even if dead all of them, would not go. The force would never allow it.

"This is not real", she finally spoke aloud although softly. A strong sense of despair filled her heart, "This is not real", she yelled at the all in anger.
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Connor closed his eyes to avoid the nauseating effect their surroundings had when the colours and textures seemed to melt together to form another vision. They were probably unconscious somewhere, or asleep, or maybe they were dead and this was the place between the living and the Netherworld itself?

”We may be stuck here forever,” he said to himself.

As Abaigeal took charge of their situation, shouting into the deathly quiet of the jungle around them, it wasn’t nice not being able to smell the fauna, or feel the humid tropic breeze on their face. Instead they were just souls standing amidst a place that has been before.

He moved over quickly and grabbed her arms, to stop her in her tracks.

”You get a grip, right now! Stop it – we are in control! This is what we make it!” He shook her. ”If this is where we belong, then accept it! You brought us here so YOU find a way out!”

He turned around sharply at a noise from the depths of the green jungle, something mechanical, like a lumbering machine cutting through the trees. It was then the ground started to shake beneath them and animals started to emerge from the greenery, running and flying away from whatever was coming.

Connor gripped her arms and pulled her over and held her in front of the trees. ”Save us."

Trunks buckled and leaves and twigs fell to the ground as a large mechanical armoured walker came into view. Grey and black, it bore two large cannons on the front, 2 long legs and a large dome that was obscured so they couldn’t see the driver. The walker stopped, looking down on the two.

”Save us!”

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