Chapter 5: A Life Not Meant To Be Pt 8

"...This is not to mean your life will continue to throw tragedy in your face, but it will come from time to time, maybe even in a few days or over a long period of months. This is the average life of someone like you caught in the binds of something you cannot control. I was tangled within and I have to apologize for my sudden death. But even with these tragedies, companionship and heroic achievements will show who you truly are. They will show that you have conquered your fears, survived hell itself and never backed down. I have seen the end and I can only smile at what journey awaits you. But beware of the demons that lurk within the shadows, for they will try and take you into their world. I no longer have the time to speak to you. Remember that I have watched you until now, but through the Force.... I will always be with you my friend."

The hologram shut itself off and Crystaall lunged at the projector. She fell to her knees and put her arms around the massive object. Grey-Kast could only watch as she began to drop tears and a small whimper was heard within the ship. Her hands turned from open palms to fists as she then slammed those fists upon the projector. She was angry, but the tears began to fall from her face at a more rapid pace.

"Damn you.... you bastard!"

Grey-Kast began to reach for her right shoulder, but Crys got up at a quick pace as she wiped the tears from her eyes. She sniffed up a small amount of snot and then wiped up the rest. She looked at Kast with red eyes and flushed pink cheeks. She began to breathe deeply and then began to speak.

"He couldn't tell me in person. He knew he would die, and yet he pulls this on me!? Damn him!"

"At least he knew to tell you the truth."

"Yea.... that I have a destiny. But what the hell can I do?"

"A lot more than most your age."

Grey-Kast smiled and finally put his hand on her shoulder and nudged his head toward the cockpit.

"Come on, we don't want to keep your mother waiting."

Crystaall only nodded as they both went to the cockpit. They quickly took their seats as they began to enter codes and hit buttons to start the ship up. R4 only complained, thinking he had already done so. Crystaall put her hand on the lever and hesitated a bit.

"Something wrong Crystaall?"

"No... I just have a funny feeling I'm walking into hell."

"From my memory, Naboo is not the same as Mustafar."

Crystaall only laughed as she pulled the lever down and the ship rocketed up and out of Tatooine's atmosphere.