Diary Of A New Knight/ Praetorian Guard

I’m Ooni Ren. My number was DS-2381 and I’m an Apprentice, Knight, and Praetorian Guard Elite under @dating-kylo-ren. His safety is my responsibility. Enjoy my daily journal.

[ooni-ren]

Dear diary,

Today was a pretty wacky day! I almost drowned to death in a shipwreck with my best friend and we killed some eels that almost vored us. After all of that, I’m proud to say the only thing I cried over was my tetanus shot. I’ll be okay, though, @pavilla-ren held my hand.

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

I read the post about your underlings, Ooni and Pavilla. How do they fare after their deep sea adventure?

For Ooni and Pavilla, the mission under the see was just the start of something bigger. The Force has chosen a new path for them. Hopefully they will survive the challenges ahead.

[ooni-ren]

Indeed! But for now, I am covered in rust. I’m going to take a shower as soon as I get home to try to wash away the regrets of grave robbing and murder of sea life!

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

There’s something in the water…

The Force is telling me that there are buried objects off the Scarif shoreline. Some of them possess strange power. Others could be quite valuable.

I invite everyone to take a swim and look for these hidden gems.

In other words, get the hell off the beach so Rey @dating-rey-of-jakku and I can be alone.

[ooni-ren]

Yes, sir! @pavilla-ren, do you want to look for cool stuff in the shipwrecks?

[pavilla-ren]

I thought you’d never ask, @ooni-ren !! I’ve been wanting to go do that since we got here !

[ooni-ren]

Ooni and @pavilla-ren are drawn to the seas when ordered to leave the beach by Kylo Ren.

“Look at all these wrecks, there must have been something here for them to crash into, maybe there’s a cave  in the water somewhere?” Ooni pointed to the various hunks of misshapen, rusty ship parts poking out of the water.

[pavilla-ren]

Pavilla sprints ahead of Ooni @ooni-ren, relishing in the feel of the warm rays of the sun as the crisp air brushes along her face and the two span the length the beach. Releasing a breath as she puts a hand over her eyes to squint at the view before her, she exclaims, “I’m sensing something… I don’t know what, but it definitely seems to be coming from that direction!”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni got out her spray-on sunblock, “Just in case,” she told Pavilla @pavilla-ren  as she sprayed the sunscreen on her arms. “I sense something there too, from the sound of the way the wind is whistling, I think that big cliff-structure is hollow.” Ooni sprayed some more sunblock on her hands and began to rub it on her shoulders and neck. Afterword, she rubbed some on her face and offered the sunblock to Pavilla.

[pavilla-ren]

Taking the sunblock from Ooni @ooni-ren, Pavilla applied it to her arms as well. Nodding as she motions to the remnants of imperial and rebel ships that lay at rest in distance, she replies,” Do you want to go see some of the wrecks out there? I think there could be some good finds as no one has really been here since the whole incident with the Death Star plans that happened here decades ago.” “Of course,” she shrugs,” smugglers and treasure hunters could have already raided the place, but who knows what could still be here!”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni nodded, switching on her metal detector and plopping her sunhat on her head, “Let’s do this thing!” Ooni began to lead the way, letting the waves lap over her feet as she walked. She had a pair of sandals in her bag, but decided she wouldn’t put them on until they had to walk on rocks. She’d always loved the feeling of the cool water around her ankles as a child, “I really have missed the beach… There’s just something about it today, Pav @pavilla-ren, I don’t know what. I just feel like I’m supposed to be here.”

[pavilla-ren]

Arching a brow, she curiously looked over at her companion,” You feel like it’s pulling you toward it, don’t you?” The feeling of the cool water that washes over her feet as the soft sand envelops them is not lost on her, though. She has never felt anything like this before and finds that she likes it. Talking more to herself than to Ooni @ooni-ren, she confesses,” I think I know what you’re getting at, Ooni. There’s something about this place to me as well… it’s like I almost feel drawn here despite never having been to a beach, before. It’s strange, isn’t it?”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni scrunches her toes in the sand as she walks, breathing in the salty sea air, “The ocean does that to people. We used to come to the beach a lot, my family and I. That was before things changed, but it was fun. I never knew how much I’d appreciate the sea until all I had to look at outside my window was the black void of space.” They approach the entrance and Ooni leaned her metal detector against the cave wall before getting her sandals out of her bag.

[pavilla-ren]

Moving her gaze downward as she dips her head, she tries to keep the memories of her childhood from replaying in her head as the two girls walk along the jetty, the cool water suddenly feeling icy as it lapped at Pavilla’s feet. The memories that most had of childhood were not what she had, for hers left her hollow and numb for what had been cruelly stolen from her. Watching the slow rise and fall of the water, Pavilla somberly tells her companion,” I never knew my family. They were killed by Luke Skywalker.” She stops to take another breath, her vision blurring as a lone tear trails down her cheek. She shouldn’t be telling Ooni this, she knows, but she feels comfortable with her new friend. That is more than she can say for anyone else she’s met in her life. She’s never really had anyone to call a friend, anyway. Shaking her head, she gives Ooni @ooni-ren an apologetic look,” I’m sorry, Ooni. That just kind of… came out.” She finishes as she wipes at another tear.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was a bit surprised, nonetheless she felt compassion for her sister in arms. Ooni put her arm around Pavilla, feeling the churning sadness coming from her friend, much like the waves that pushed against the rocks ahead of them. The pull of the Force in this area must be impacting her, Ooni thought. She felt some tugging on her own heartstrings, but pushed the memories away.

“I’m so sorry Pavilla, I wasn’t aware of your situation… Is that why you joined the First Order? And you don’t have to be sorry for anything, it’s good to talk about things like that. It’s not good to keep those feelings in all the time,” Ooni replied, grabbing her metal detector again.

[pavilla-ren]

Taken aback at the sudden act of kindness, Pavilla goes rigid for a moment, settling into the comfort her friend offered her as Ooni’s gentle words lightly fall over the girl.

Sighing, Pavilla thinks over the many reasons why she’d joined the First Order. There were so many reasons, but that was one was the strongest next to her desire to learn the ways of the Force and find her purpose in life.

Drawing her brows together, she tries to think of what she should say to her sister in arms. What if Ooni thought her to be strange or weak?

Shaking her head, she finds her voice as softly replies,” I… I joined because I thought I would find my purpose, here. My grandfather… He told me to find Kylo Ren. He told me that once I found him, I would find people like me. That I would find out what I was meant to do and that I would be able to avenge myself and my family.”

[ooni-ren]

“He was right, then. That’s what we were put here to do. I feel a strong pull to the Force here, I think it may be evoking some powerful emotions in both of us. I think our ancestors wanted us to come here,” Ooni replied, gesturing to the jetty in front of them and the beach around them.

[pavilla-ren]

Taking a deep breath as she pushes away the feelings that run through her, she notices a large rocky mass far out onto the sea, a strange sensation falling over the girl as she feels the familiar presence of the Force course through her. “…Yeah, you’re right, Ooni.” She pauses as the sensation ebbs throughout the girl just as the waves around her do. It takes her a moment to center her bearings, following the strange pull to the rocky mass ahead of them. “I think we should get going, now.” She reluctantly tells her companion. Pavilla, unsure of what to say, remains silent as she follows the strange pull. Ooni @ooni-ren lead the way across the jetty, tense and noticeably careful as she chose which rocks to step upon. There were several many crashed ships sticking out of the water of varying sizes and shapes. The biggest one was farther out into the sea, a destroyer, it looked like. The ship was half-submerged in the inky, dark sea. It looked like the destroyer had crashed into what used to be Scarif’s archive building according to the map on the com they had brought with them. Pavilla and Ooni’s thoughts buzzed as they considered the potential of what they could find in the wreckage.

[ooni-ren]

“Look, Pav, it’s a destroyer! It seems to have crashed into the archive building, and now all of that stuff is under the water. Let’s try to find a way in, I brought aquata breathers. We can swim down there and find some artifacts from the ancient Force-users that used to be here. I bet they’ve got tons of stuff, it’s just below the surface!” Ooni babbled excitedly and pointed to the ship.

Even with her excitement, Ooni felt a dark presence around them. There were so many ships… Too many to be a simple battle, and there was something eerie about the air of the place. It was broad daylight, but Ooni felt as if she was approaching an abandoned building.

[pavilla-ren]

“Wait, Ooni-“ Pavilla holds out a hand to stop Ooni @ooni-ren from following her in, realizing it is too dark to proceed. “I have something else in mind, actually. I think we could use some gear that only Kylo @dating-kylo-ren has access to. I saw some of it in his personal storage when I returned from Al’Doleem,” she says. Closing her eyes to call to her master, she asks,”Kylo, if you can hear me, can you help us?”

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I hear you @pavilla-ren

Hmm. Sounds like you and @ooni-ren could use some help.

I’m sending you a supply drop with two Lightsabers. They have underwater mods and were taken from the corpse of a foolish Jedi Master.

I’m also sending you soda and a porg and pineapple pizza. Get to work.

[ooni-ren]

“THANKS DAD @dating-kylo-ren!” Ooni yelled into the Force bond she had also tuned into before turning to Pavilla, “Porg and pineapple pizza! That’s one of my favorites.”

[pavilla-ren]

Nodding as a smirk peeks at the edges of her lips, she loudly calls out,” Thank you, Papa Ren!” She doesn’t look to see how her master @dating-kylo-ren will react to being named such a thing, but tries, unsuccessfully, to hide the small bout of laughter as she senses the amusement rolling off of her companion @ooni-ren in waves

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

You’re not children and don’t call me ‘Papa’ like I’m some Imperial Science Officer Hack.

I think you’ve both been in the sun too long.

Eat and rehydrate. You can go exploring once you sound less delirious.

[pavilla-ren]

After finishing their meal and collecting the gear that Kylo Ren had left them, the girls climb around the last remaining rocks, coming to stop as they stand before a triangular shape jutting from the sands that is twice as tall as them. It casts a large and foreboding shadow over them, each slowly moving closer to the jagged, torn opening on the underside of the ship that looks as though a lightsaber cut through it.

The opening is just wide enough for each of them to pass through at a time, and darkness shrouds Pavilla as she slides past the entrance, the only source of light filtering through the gap in the wall.

There is an ominous feeling that slowly creeps over the girl, the hairs on the back of her neck standing up as she tries to get her bearings in the darkness that wraps around her.

Her hand instinctively moving to the her hip to grab for her Riot Baton, she momentarily forgets that she is not in her usual attire, her fingers nonetheless unclipping the foreign, old saber hilt from its place by a holster strapped to her hip.

The saber that she now holds is not her own, the girl closing her eyes as she remembers the familiar visions and dreams of a blade as black as night that is flecked and shrouded by white.

Shaking her head, she ignites the blade, the dark space soon covered in blue light that reminds her of the water that now churns violently against the fallen ship.

She’d always hated the color of blue.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni walks into the old ship and the instant creaking noises chased by the ominous breeze that wafted through the ship’s rusty, twisting body instantly had her heart rate speeding up. Ooni switched on her flashlight and shone it around, suspicious of the stability of the metal they walked upon. The broken angles of metal twisted like maimed limbs, and when she took another step forward, the ship gave a loud groan. Ooni thought of a dying person with broken bones jutting out, moaning as death pressed them to move on from their worldly body. Ooni shuddered.

“Pav, I don’t like this. Why is the Force calling us here? This place seems dangerous…” Ooni whispered. Why she was whispering, she didn’t know. No one else was there, but it seemed like the sort of situation where one would want to whisper. Perhaps that was the effect the dark had on her. She walked deeper into the ship, finding a sturdy panel that lead up. She walked upwards and began to notice several smaller ships around them. By the looks of things, many resistance ships were jammed through the hull of the destroyer. Ooni was able to put two and two together once she saw an old helmet floating in the cockpit of a crushed X-Wing that blocked the way.

“Pavilla…These pilots crashed into the destroyer. This was a suicide mission,” Ooni choked out.

[pavilla-ren]

The saber casts an almost eerie glow upon her surroundings, strange shadows seeming to follow her as she moves about. The sounds of the waves that crash against the decrepit, broken ship and creaks of the old floorboards under her feet soon die out as the girl allows the Force to guide her along.

Pavilla finds herself moving through an alcove that she would’ve missed if not for the familiar pull of the Force, her feet almost moving on their own as she treads up a ramp that leads to what looks to be a small room up ahead. The metal beneath her hisses as she steps upon it, a small pang of fear striking her chest when she dips her head to look down.

It is not lost on her that below the ramp is a pit of darkness that she knows she will not survive if she were to lose her footing and fall, but she doesn’t care. She keeps moving despite her better senses that are screaming at her to get away, refusing to give in it them. The Force was calling her here. She could feel it.

Suddenly Pavilla hears a voice. Or rather, a combination of multiple voices into one that call her name. It echoes around her, the girl so taken aback at the onset of it that she jerks her head in the direction from which the voices had whispered her name.

It had come from the small room that is only a few steps ahead, and where she should have felt fear, it had gone away. It had been just as fleeting as the wind that now howled outside of the ship that screamed at its trespassers.

Taking a deep breath, the girl continued on until she took in what must have been an armory. Shelves that spanned the length of the room lined each wall, blasters of every sort and make abandoned as they sat unused amongst each and every rack. Her hand, almost as if being compelled by another force to move, rises toward a blaster called the Westar-35.

Pavilla doesn’t know how she knows the name of the weapon, but she absent-mindedly runs her hand over the space above it, a strange sensation passing over the girl as she does.

She does not hear her companion’s warning, for the two had separated and gone to two different sides of the war-torn ship. So when her hand finally lowers to touch the weapon, it is too late.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was busy looking at some mysterious and unsettling-looking claw marks on the wall of the ship when something didn’t seem right. Pavilla had gone in the other direction, but suddenly

Ooni had a sinking feeling in her stomach. Almost like a cat smelling the fear scent of it’s prey, Ooni could sense her friend’s distress. There was definitely something wrong, so Ooni decided to backtrack a bit, going towards the direction Pavilla had.

She got slapped in the face by a stray wire that came loose, but she brushed it off and kept going, “Pavilla?” Ooni called, hearing her voice echo in the damp cavern that the destroyer’s half-sunken shell had formed.

She heard another creaking noise coming from below her and a swishing sound in the water near the mouth of the entrance. It was like the Force did not want her to discover where her friend had gone, but Ooni pressed on. She couldn’t help but feel like something was wrong. She made it farther and picked up where Pavilla had been headed right before she heard a loud thud. Ooni broke into a run.

[pavilla-ren]

Flashes of black and white paired with high pitched screams and the familiar sounds of blaster fire take hold of her senses, for it is as if Pavilla is watching some kind of old holovid and at first, she doesn’t understand what she’s seeing. 

Dark shapes dot her vision, several rising from sands as white as the moon to resemble people, each with blasters in hand as her vision clears to watch the Battle of Scarif unfold.

It only takes Pavilla a moment to understand what had happened. She’d touched an old weapon in the armory that the Force had led her to, and now the Force was showing her segments of the past. It was showing her what had happened here.

There is a man who looks aged by years of battle, his greyed hair matching the long white cape that adorns him as he angrily orders TIE fighters to the beach where rogue rebels have landed and launched an assault as explosions dot the area behind him.

She sees the rebels fall one by one, each dying a brutal and horrifying death, the cries of agony and pain tearing through it all from voices indiscernible despite what she watches before her.

Blackened masses lay abandoned on sand stained with blood, the acrid stench of death filling her nose as the image changes and she sees what must have been the Battle of Scarif.

The scene shifts as Pavilla watches a familiar ship leave a command tower, it’s contents filled with relics and lost artifacts of the Sith and Jedi. She doesn’t have to think twice to know that the ships that kamikaze into the Star Destroyer one by one are Rebel ships, the Star Destroyer that Pavilla is now on eventually being brought down to the ocean after being pelted and hit by sixty X-Wings and a unyielding barrages of cannon fire.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni eventually locates the room Pavilla is in, igniting her blade and looking around to make sure her friend was not attacked before realizing that they were the only two there. It was the armory. Ooni sheathed her saber and knelt by Pavilla’s side, noticing she was shaking. Ooni’s blood ran cold, she pulled Pavilla’s head into her arms, not wanting her to get a concussion, “Pavilla? You with me?”

[pavilla-ren]

The scene shifts a final time, the environment fading to that of a console room with a viewport before a dark sky that is full of stars. There are two men that stand before the viewport, each clad in black.

One has his arms crossed as if he is thinking of something, deep and heavy breaths sounding from some kind of mechanized breathing apparatus that Pavilla knows to be a trademark of the legendary Sith, Darth Vader.

Beside him stands the man that had visited her on her ship following the days she had defected from the Resistance, his old and raspy voice echoing throughout the room,” See to it that you get those plans, apprentice… Make certain that your work and sacrifice will not have been in vain…”

A cruel bout of laughter falls from Sheev Palpatine’s aged lips after that as he turns, his topaz eyes fixing on hers as everything near him begins to fade away.

Extending a hand and pointing to Pavilla, his tone darkens in amusement when he speaks to his only granddaughter and last surviving descendant.

“And you, my young heiress,” He hisses as he hobbles closer to the girl before stopping in front of her to widen his grin,” you must awaken. Awaken, young heiress, to take what is yours and fulfill your destiny.”

At that, she is embraced by darkness once more.

[ooni-ren]

“Pavilla? Oh gosh…” Ooni opened up her com and began punching in a distress call, “Please wake up…”

[pavilla-ren]

Pavilla’s eyes snap open as she shoots up, one hand finding purchase on the floor beneath her while the other clutches at her chest as she breathes heavily. Not sure where she is, she looks around the dark space, not remembering where she’d been or what she’d been doing for a few moments.

She doesn’t register the movement of her companion beside her until Ooni calls her name, hesitance and…was it fear that marked her features as she quirked her head at Pavilla?

“Ooni? What happened to me? Where did you go? Where are we?”  

[ooni-ren]

Ooni stops typing in the emergency code and puts her com down when she sees her friend beginning to stir.

She rehearses in her head the protocol for emergencies, “Pavilla? Oh thank gosh you’re awake… I was walking in the other direction, I should have stayed closer to you. We’re on the mission, remember? In the sunken ship?”

Ooni surely hoped Pavilla wasn’t seriously hurt, but something told her the occurrence was largely Force-related and left her friend mostly unharmed. At least, physically, she was.

[pavilla-ren]

Releasing a deep breath, Pavilla moves a hand to her temple as she wills herself to recall the events leading up to the vision.

She’d been with Ooni, her friend. They’d found a fallen ship among a jetty, the Force drawing Pavilla as she’d lead Ooni to it. The two girls had then started to search the ship in their curiosity. She remembered it all, now.

Moving to stand up, the girl has to put a hand to the wall to catch herself, the room around slowly spinning as she tries to focus her vision.

Shaking her head to her companion, she tentatively replied,” Yes, I remember. I’m fine…”

She trails off when she notices the knowing look her friend gives her, instantly making Pavilla feel guilty for leaving her.

“I’m sorry, Ooni. I shouldn’t have left you either. It’s just… I think I attuned myself too strongly to the Force. I let it lead me here and, well… I had a vision. I know what happened here. The Force showed me.”

[ooni-ren]

“What did the Force show you? Maybe you should sit down for a moment,” Ooni replied.

“Do you want to go home, Pav? You look really shaken up, I thought we were having a seizure or something. I can talk to Lord Ren… He might understand if I explain what happened.” Ooni still felt the Force’s presence calling her, lower, this time. Towards the water.

But she wasn’t about to stick around on this creepy ship if her friend was negatively affected. She would only go on if Pavilla was ready.

[pavilla-ren]

“No, Ooni. Lord Ren doesn’t need to know about this.”

Her mind was clear of that as she spoke, her friend quick to see the sincerity to which Pavilla spoke as her gaze pierced Ooni’s with conviction.

Pavilla moves away from the wall, ignoring the way the room sways around her as she takes a step back. She has to keep moving, she decides.

Inaction was weakness in her mind, so she would not yield.

Considering her friend, she decided to confide in her and tell Ooni what she’d seen as she thinks back to the vision,” The Force showed me what happened here.”

She gestures to the room around her,” This ship… it was carrying relics and old artifacts of the Sith and Jedi when this system was attacked by the rebels in the Battle of Scarif. That’s why you saw so many destroyed ships around the bay,” Pavilla confessed.

Pavilla watches as Ooni’s look of concern grows, her brows drawing together as she thinks over what Pavilla has just told her.

It is lost on Pavilla why Ooni seems so perturbed, but she wants to help rid her friend of the feeling.

She gives a light smile to her friend, hoping that her companion will understand,” I’m fine,Ooni, really. Don’t worry!”

Turning away from Ooni, Pavilla’s vision catches the blaster she’d touched. She only considers it for a second, her hand moving to take the blaster from it’s abandoned place on the shelf as she clips it to her belt.

“Come on, Ooni, let’s get going,” She declared with more confidence than she felt.

[ooni-ren]

The Knight slowly got up, a bit suspicious of the air that had been created by the ordeal. But… Pavilla wanted to keep going, she seemed eager to keep exploring, even after likely being sore from taking such a hard fall on the floor. Ooni was swayed mostly by the fact that the Force had seemed to want to keep them there and also by the ongoing pull to the lower region of the ship.

“Alright, if you’re sure… Just, let me know if something else happens and you want to go. Lord Ren won’t have it if one of us dies or something,” Ooni remarked uneasily. She tightened her grip on the flashlight she brought and slung her pack over her shoulder.

“Let’s get out of this room, it’s giving me the creeps,” Ooni added.

[pavilla-ren]

Trying to keep her wonted playfulness in mind, Pavilla looked back at her friend, her usual grin on her face as she joked,” It’s just an old armory, Ooni… What, are you afraid these blasters are going to move from their places and follow you around?”

If she was being honest with herself, though, this place was definitely one that made her feel uneasy, but she wasn’t about to admit that to Ooni and worry her friend more than she already had.

The girl feels the familiar pull of the Force once more as she regains her bearings and the room she walks through no longer sways or spins as she moves, allowing its presence to move around her as it guides her again. It seemed that the Force wanted to show her something else, she mused.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni shook her head, “It’s not the blasters, it’s just the whole place has got this ominous feel to it. Like when you go to a cemetery, but worse.”

Ooni was the first one out of the room and noticed there were some collapsed panels that lead to the middle of the ship, from how high they were, she could see where the submerged part of the ship began and where the dry part ended.

 A large X-Wing was impaled right through the wall of the Destroyer a good drop below them, it was on the other side of the ship and it was very hard to see in the dark, but the reflective stickers were blinding as the flashlight’s glare raked across them.

“I think the Force wants me to go into that rebel ship, Pavilla. I keep feeling like I have to look at it or something… Can we go down there?” Ooni turned to her friend.

[pavilla-ren]

Moving to stand beside her friend, Pavilla looked on in wonderment at the destruction that was before her.

The vision she’d seen replays in her mind, the girl astounded at how much chaos and death had brought about the fate of the system and ship she was now on. Her grandfather, Sheev Palpatine, had been involved. She knew that to be true as she looked around the metal cavern at smaller X-Wings and dark, gaping holes in the walls.

When Ooni speaks, Pavilla can discern the curiosity paired with need that Ooni has to go  to the rebel ship. The Force was leading her companion there, she knew. If anyone understood the pull of the Force, it was Pavilla.

Nodding in agreement to Ooni, she answers,”Yes, we can go. I’ll follow behind you.”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni carefully chose her path down to where water met steel, giving a yelp as one of the steel panels gave way under her.

She ended up sliding down the rest of the way, which was luckily only a few feet. She stood up with disgust and tried to wipe the algae off of her pants to no avail, “Pavilla, you okay back there? We probably should have brought jet packs or something, it’s gonna be a karking pain to get out of here.”

Ooni reached into her bag and grabbed an aquata breather, “Maker… I sure hope there aren’t any really dangerous fish in these parts, I don’t see anything around here, though. Maybe we should check just to be safe.”

[pavilla-ren]

“OONI!”

Pavilla watched as her friend descended, fear gripping her as the floor gave out under Ooni and she disappeared into the chasm of water below with a splash.

It was only when Pavilla heard her friend cursing below that she released a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding, shaking her head at her friend’s clumsiness. It was just like Ooni to fall hundreds of feet and worry about a kriffing jet pack.

With a relieved sigh, she called out,” We’ll be fine, although I don’t see any fish or anything that would be a problem for us, water girl!”

With that, Pavilla jumps from the metal ledge and finds herself in the water after falling a few meters.

When she surfaces, she holds up one hand to reflexively catch the aquata breather her friend had thrown for her. Scanning her surroundings, she finds Ooni near an X-Wing that was lodged into wall just a little ways ahead of her. 

“Good luck, Ooni. I hope you find whatever it is that the Force is leading you to,” Pavilla calls out, her attention soon seized by the familiar tug of the Force. It seemed to want her to go down towards the ocean floor. 

Very well, Pavilla mused. She was determined to follow it. 

[ooni-ren]

Ooni had grabbed another aquata breather from the bag and put it on. She had also taken care to tuck her bag into a nook and put a small electric flare down to signal where her stuff was. Not that it mattered much anyway, she was bringing her waterproof com and flashlight, the only things that remained in the bag were an extra blaster and a bottle of water. She had tried to save an extra slice of pizza for later, but ended up eating it before she and Pavilla had split up earlier.

The Knight took a deep breath and dove into the water, keeping her flashlight on in front of her. The small ship was twisted up and Ooni couldn’t even see what had become of the cockpit. She swam around to the back and decided to enter in from that way. After taking a moment to compose herself, she used the Force to open the door of the ship and swam in, avoiding any wires that stuck out of place.

[pavilla-ren]

When Ooni disappeared under the water, Pavilla put on her own aquata breather as she unclipped the lightsaber from her belt.

She had a feeling she’d need it, soon.

Once the blade hisses to life, the girl dives, the blade doing little to light her way as she makes toward the bottom of the metal encased grotto.

From what she can see, there are various artifacts that lay abandoned on what used to be shelves that line each wall to either side of the girl, reminding her of the armory she’d just come from.

She stops at a row of lightsaber hilts, their kyber crystals long gone. She cannot feel any energy from the any of the hilts as she runs a hand over them.The Force was trying to pull her somewhere, to something, but it wasn’t this.

Continuing her descent, she notices broken pieces of various talismans and amulets, their energies also nonexistent when the girl waves her hand over them.

Shaking her head in annoyment, Pavilla moves downward once more, a glint catching her eye somewhere along the seafloor.  

[ooni-ren]

Ooni swam up to the crushed cockpit and wondered if she should open the door, but the throbbing yank of the Force compelled her to. When she did, she was almost recoiled by the skeleton that was plastered to the broken windshield. However, the deceased pilot’s gloved left hand had a length of string wrapped around the fingers. At the end of said string was a little clear crystal, and Ooni instantly knew that was the source of the pull toward this ship.

The Knight noticed that the purple crystal that was tied to the braid in her hair had began to glow and pull itself towards the clear crystal. Her Supreme Leader’s suspicions had been correct, her first kyber crystal had a twin and here it was. Ooni excitedly reached out to grasp the little crystal that had literally been in the wrong hands…

[pavilla-ren]

Pavilla feels the familiar tug from the Force as it pulls her further downward, her eyeline scanning along the dark floor of the old ship as she swims. The Force clearly wanted her to find something. Of that, she was certain.

The girl only stops at the very bottom, two small, metal masses flashing against the blue light that shines over them. Upon closer inspection, Pavilla realizes they are charms, each so small that they could be fitted to the side of a lightsaber as the girl slowly pulls them from the sand they had been covered by.

One is as red as blood while the other is as blue as the seas of Scarif, metal twining around each stone in circular patterns. They are set against silver metal that wraps around the front of them in thin arrangements. They are beautiful, she thinks as she puts each in the small satchel that is wrapped around her shoulder.

After she ensures that the charms are secure in her bag, she looks around the dark space, allowing the Force to draw her forward toward a large opening in the wall that looked to be a lair of some sort. Suddenly, as if something within the opening sensed her presence, a loud screech sounded, her ears ringing as she grimaced at the noise.

Where there should have been fear, there was none. She has faced worse.

Oh well, she muses, if anything lives in there, I will kill it. For she is not afraid of a measly sea creature.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was not in an X-Wing now. The Force had taken her to a sandy beach, and a man with eyes full of fear and love stood before her. Her body was not her own, she felt as if she was looking through the eyes of someone else. A huge blast sounded in the distance and a giant glowing light lit up the sky, harsh and unforgiving. Her body moved on it’s own and she embraced the man before her. The resonating explosion consumed them.

[pavilla-ren]

Her curiosity getting the better of her, she enters the large opening in the metal wall. It almost looks as if something crashed into it, for there are cracks that creep upwards and around the opening. She pays it no mind as she reaches out with the Force and tries to find what it had been trying to lead her to, her lightsaber doing little to light the way around her as she moves forward.

Pavilla hears the screech again, her head pounding at the onset of it as she rounds a corner. If not for the pull of the Force, she would have missed the small crack in the wall that is big enough only for her to fit through. Her ears still ringing from the sound, she shakes her head in effort to rid herself of the feeling.

Once through, she is met with a metal box, chains encasing and wrapping around it with no noticeable opening to the contraption. The sun’s rays shine upon the box that sits on a pedestal in the room, making it look like some kind of beacon as the girl swam forward to run her hand over the the chrome box.

Unlike before, there is strong energy that emanates from it. So taken aback at the raw energy that moves around the box, she would’ve gasped if not for the aquata breather she now wore. This must have been what the Force had been leading to her to, she realizes with a start.

[ooni-ren]

After the first vision, Ooni was thrown into blackness, hearing several voices. An older man’s voice screaming for someone, “Stardust!” He would call, and a little girl calling back.

A few moments passed where she was thrown through void of the vision, but then Ooni saw two crystals on a desk and an old Jedi repairing a long hilt. Her family’s crest hung on a tapestry against the wall by the man, who turned and looked at her.

“You must be careful with these crystals, young one. They are very fragile,” he told her before smiling and placing two fingers onto her forehead, a common gesture from her home planet, “Your path does not lie with the Dark side.”

[pavilla-ren]

This was no ordinary chest, the girl decided as she ran her hand over it once more. There were no locks or means to open the box, and Pavilla knew that she would have to use the Force to open it. Whatever was inside had to be of importance. Why else would it be in such a contraption as this?

Pavilla moved backwards, extending a hand out towards the box as she summoned the Force to her with practiced ease. Her days aboard the Legacy had been a help in her ability to wield it, after all. The familiar feeling of it wrapping around her fingers was satisfying as she willed the old, rusted chains to fall from the box, the simple things moving aside and falling to the ocean floor with a defeated thump.

With the chains no longer obstructing her view, Pavilla curled her fingers in, three clicks sounding throughout the small chamber as the lid of the chest slowly rose to reveal a some kind of amulet that had odd markings and symbols carved across it’s smooth, gold surface. In the middle there was a red stone that reminded her of fire as it glistened in the sun. She’d read about amulets from one of Kylo Ren’s holobooks, but she wasn’t sure what this one was or what it did as she tentatively took it from its resting place in the middle of the chest.

Something told her that Lord Ren would want this, though she didn’t know why. Without thinking twice, she gingerly places it in her satchel, curious at the strange find but mindful of how the relic might appeal to her master as she turns around and swims out of the small crevice in the wall. Kylo Ren liked to collect things, as it seemed.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was jerked out of the old Jedi’s room and before she knew it, she was before a middle-aged Sith woman who was polishing the double-bladed saber. She sat on a fancy throne in a familiar castle and looked down to Ooni, “Do not listen to him, he knows not the extent of the power this weapon has. Come to the Dark side, continue on the path you walk, child. You will find unspeakable power if you push the Light away.”

[pavilla-ren]

Taking care not to brush along the rough edges of the rock, Pavilla wriggled out of the small crack she’d come through.

Almost as soon as she’d pulled herself out, a shrill screech echoed throughout the cavern once more, the girl’s heart beginning to pound against her chest at the closeness to the origin of the noise as she kicked her legs faster to get out of the cave she’d entered.

“Kriff,” she thought. She needed to get out of here, else she had a nagging feeling that something very bad would happen to her.

Something stirred behind her, the sound of electricity and live wires crackling very loud as the girl’s heart raced, her legs beginning to burn from her efforts of trying to evade whatever was trailing behind her.

Fear threatened to wrap around her as it crawled along her spine when she sensed a large creature was following her, but she refused to allow that. She had gone against worse than this and told herself she would not go down to some measly sea creature. She was a proud Praetorian Guard and apprentice to Kylo Ren, and she would be damned if she didn’t fight and make good on her training.

The noise came again, the darkness that surrounded her slowly dissipating as she made her exit into the open space of the metal grotto.

When she turned around, her eyes widened as she took in the creature that slithered like a snake toward her, only it wasn’t a snake. It looked to resemble a  electric eel that was the size of six or so X-Wings, she realized as she readied herself to fight.

[ooni-ren]

Finally, Ooni was cast at the feet of another Force user. This one, should could not determine the alignment of. They helped her to her feet, she was shaking, she realized. The Force user was wearing a cowl and presented her with the saber, “Don’t be alarmed. I’m not here to give you a definition of your future. That is for you to decide, little one. I was put in the same place once, and I chose a different path. Now that the saber is to be remade, I want you to chose your own way of using it.”

“Who…Who are all of you?” Ooni asked, clearly confused.

“We are the previous masters of this precious weapon, I’m sure you know now that it was passed down in your family. Many different people have had the responsibility of wielding this saber, but I don’t believe any of them have honored it better than those who chose to use it to keep the balance,” the Force user replied, “Put it back together. You will see what it can do, after that, it is up to you how you chose to use its power.”

[pavilla-ren]

It would be difficult to battle in the water, but Pavilla was resolved in her determination and willingness to fight. If there was anything she could do, combat would be it.. She’d always enjoyed that even when she was young, the satisfaction of victory and superiority over another as well as the thrall of combat being things she could never get over.

Though she should have been scared that she was about to face such a giant life form, she was not. Instead, she found her adrenaline coursing through her in anticipation of the fight she knew was coming, a knowing smirk peeking at the edges of her lips as she grips at the lightsaber and moves it in front of her, taunting the creature as light blue bolts of electricity ran down its body when it came closer and closer to the girl who remained still near the floor of grotto.

Waiting until the creature was only a few feet away, the girl pushed off the ground to turn upside down once she had moved out of the way of its open jaws, swiftly running her lightsaber through its right eye as it screamed in pain, its body wriggling to the side as she turned the weapon off, only igniting it once more as she pierced the cranium of the giant creature, effectively killing it as it went limp and fell to the ocean floor in defeat.

Pavilla was, if she was being honest with herself, disappointed in how easy it had been to kill the monster, her moment of victory suddenly interrupted when she caught movement out of the corner of her eye.

Turning around to look at the cave she’d just come from, she spotted another electric eel, this one two times the size of the one she’d just fought.

A part of her was excited at the prospect of being able to battle such a large creature, her muscles instinctively loosening as she prepared herself again to fight.

“Let’s go, volt brain,” she thought to herself.

Like she’d done the first time, she waited until the creature was only a meter or so away from her until she extended a hand, effectively freezing it place as she moved under its mouth, running a line from one side of its jaw to the other with her lightsaber as she watched its eyes roll to the back of its head. It, too, joined the first monster she’d defeated on the floor, the girl relishing in her victory and how easy it was becoming to use the Force.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni’s eyes opened and she felt woozy. Her body had drifted closer to the dead pilot’s over the course of the vision. She wildly scrabbed to get away from the skeleton, crystal still in hand. She heard Pavilla calling into the Force bond to her, but didn’t quite make out what her friend was saying. Everything was still muddled, like she was behind a sheet of glass. Her reactions were delayed, as well. She began to come out of the daze from the vision when she heard the loud crashes and roaring from outside the X-Wing.

“The fuck?” she thought to herself, before getting an idea. She untied the crystal in her hair and touched it to the crystal from the pilot. The new crystal began to glow and a golden hue crept across its surface. Ooni felt a buzz go through her hands and her body jerked as a burst of energy surged through her. She noticed dark, swishing masses outside of the X-Wing. “Kriff,” Ooni thought.

The crystals began to almost burn her fingertips as they bonded, warmth running up through her veins as the energy flowed through her. She noticed blue swirls forming on her fingers, creeping up her hand and her right arm, etching trails into her skin. Then something hit the ship.

Ooni was smacked into wall of the ship, her aquata-breather breaking and dislodging, falling soundlessly to the floor. She panicked and instantly began to try to swim out of the X-Wing, getting halfway to the exit before she was greeted by the ugly face of an eel jarring the ship and trying to swim in, jaws gnashing. Terror struck a deep chord through her and Ooni surprised herself with how fast she jumped into her own defense. She returned the crystals, now bonded together, to the pocket of her suit.

Ooni reached out with the arm covered in blue swirls and concentrated her energy, and she realized she was able to breathe, a strange calm washing over her even as the creature was inches away from her face. Before she had time to process, she felt a gathering of energy at her fingertips and closed her eyes, pushing and releasing the energy.

Suddenly, the monster was across the ship, lodged in the wall. Another eel approached from the side of the ship as Ooni quickly swam out. Her mind hazed over as the surge of power overtook her within seconds. The eel sprung and Ooni’s strangely familiar power benefitted her again as she saw the eel’s body implode.  

She felt her entire body jerk forward this time and she saw the eel had been maimed into a pulp before her with just one hit from her power. It’s disgusting blood filled the water and Ooni was frantic, feeling the energy level she had obtained depleting rapidly. She tried to make her way to the surface…

[pavilla-ren]

Wanting to make sure that she had purged the area of any threat, Pavilla closed her eyes as she clipped her lightsaber to her belt.

She could sense Ooni’s distress flare from their bond, the feeling spreading through her like wildfire as she tried to remain in control of her own emotions. Her friend was in trouble, and Pavilla knew she needed to help Ooni.

There were two more that were headed Pavilla’s way, her eyes shooting open when she sensed an additional pair of creatures moving at an incredibly fast speed to Ooni, who was above her.

This time, Pavilla could not ward off the fear and worry as she tried to swim upward to help her friend, unable to move much more as the two monsters wailed when they closed the distance and circled her as blue arcs of electricity shot off the sea creatures as they slowly edged closer to Pavilla.

She would have cursed if not for the aquata breather, for she was unable to help her friend in the midst of the two giant creatures that had now come for her.  

She watched them circle her, each one eyeing her as if she were nothing but a grain of sand. Pavilla knew she could handle herself, but she didn’t know what had become of Ooni. Her friend’s Force Signature had gone silent since she’d first felt Ooni’s distress, worry setting in as she tried to contact Ooni through the Force.

“Ooni, if you can hear me… you’re in danger. Please, wherever you are, you need to get out of here!” Pavilla cried out as she called to her friend, desperately hoping Ooni would heed her message.

No sooner had she sent the message than one of the giant creatures suddenly dove under her while another shot straight up as the girl watched them both turn around, each shooting straight toward her as blue sparks ran across their backs. They were even larger than the second creature she’d killed, but her resolve remained strong as she allowed her emotions to strengthen her. Their jaws opening in unison, Pavilla closed her eyes, extending both arms out as she allowed her anger and excitement from the battle to siddle through her.

Only when she opened her eyes did she viciously hurtle the Force above and below her, effectively causing each creature to stop in their tracks to convulse violently as she chuckled inwardly to herself.

What a pitiful excuse for life forms, she thought as she tightened her hold on them, throwing each into each other and down onto a jagged rock that ran both of them through.

Blood soon colors the area around Pavilla as it oozes from the lifeless masses below her, her vision tinted red as she inspects her bag to ensure its contents are safe as she begins to make her way upward. The blood will probably attract other creatures if I stick around, she thought.

Reaching out with the Force once more, she finally relaxed when she could no longer sense any other creatures in the area. Pavilla knew that Ooni had taken care of the two that had come after her as well, for she could not sense the two that had been heading toward her friend any longer.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni used the last of her power to rocket towards the surface, feeling her body unable to process the water once more. She took a huge gasp of air when she felt her body break through the water and into the air. 

Ooni grimaced as she realized she overdid the surge on the jump and tried to land her feet. When she did, she felt very satisfied until a wave of exhausted swept over her and the world dipped and swayed. She decided to sit down for a moment before she fell and cracked open her head.

[pavilla-ren]

It turned out that finding an exit had been easier than she thought. Pavilla was quick to find a gaping hole near the top of the ship where she’d first made her descent, the blood filled water she’d been swimming in slow to dissipate as she swam through the now clear water before she broke the surface.

She took off the aquata breather, relishing in the feel of the cool air against her face as she took a deep breath. Her first thought was to find Ooni, for her friend’s Force Signature was still silent through the Force.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni felt like she was about to fall asleep, energy completely sapped. She leaned back against the rusty metal, not caring about the russet flakes that were probably going to end up in her hair. She noticed the dark blue swirls going up her right hand and arm had not faded.

She spotted Pavilla a ways across the ship and called to her in a very tired state, “Pav! Check out my fresh ink!” Ooni held up her arm and waved it for a few seconds to get Pavilla’s attention before had to put it down from tiredness.

[pavilla-ren]

Pavilla did not fear for her friend. Ooni was strong and was a Knight of Ren, so she knew that her companion was safe and somewhere along the beach as she wadded out of the water.

It took a few moments of scanning the bay to find Ooni, a relieved sigh falling from Pavilla’s lips as she trudged through the sand to her friend that weakly waved at her.

She could discern that her companion was injured on some level, but it still calmed her nerves to see that Ooni was indeed alright.

Finally moving to stand before her friend, she crouched to see what Ooni had been trying to show her. From the way that Ooni leaned against the wall and had a pale tone to her skin, it seemed to Pavilla that she was tired. Something had taken a lot of energy from Ooni, and of that, she was certain.

When Pavilla arches a brow at her friend, Ooni moves to look down at her arm. Pavilla knew that Ooni was trying to draw her attention away from how tired she was. That much was clear before she noticed how Ooni’s arm was covered in something. 

Quirking her head, she took in the inky swirls that wrapped around Ooni’s right arm, amazed and curious at the same time as she tentatively touched the fresh tattoo that now lined her companion’s arm,” Are you okay? Where… how did you get that? It looks really cool!”

Pavilla didn’t know how her friend had gotten the tattoo, but she had a feeling that it had something to do with Force. 

[ooni-ren]

“The Force! I can breathe in water, and like… I kriffing destroyed these two sea p*nis looking things that attacked me, I found the twin for my kyber crystal and I had all these wacky visions and I got all these powers,” Ooni stopped and caught her breath, “And I’m so tired. I want to sleep.” Ooni got the feeling she was slurring and wasn’t making much sense, so she decided to be quiet and looked up at her companion with a satisfied gaze.

[pavilla-ren]

Sitting on her knees, Pavilla listened intently to Ooni, chuckling at the things her companion said but nonetheless astonished that Ooni had found the twin to her kyber crystal as well as gaining a new set of powers.

She was happy for her friend that Ooni had finally found the kyber crystal she’d been searching for, but a part of her was also envious, for Pavilla had a kyber crystal of her own but had not been allowed to craft a lightsaber, yet.

Shaking her head at the thought, Pavilla notices that Ooni’s skin begins to grow clammy and hot under her fingers, concern falling over her face at Ooni’s admission of her weariness.

Pavilla’s hand moves to her side as she watches a bead of sweat fall from Ooni’s forehead, her companion growing paler by the second. Something was wrong, and Pavilla was determined to get her friend back to the Legacy before her condition got any worse.

Once Ooni had finished speaking, Pavilla tried to be gentle as she earnestly replied,” Ooni, I’m so glad to hear that you found what you’ve been looking for, but honestly, you look awful… We need to get you back to the Legacy, Ooni. I’m worried about you.”

[ooni-ren]

“Sounds kriffing good right about now, I’m going to take, like… Six showers. Let’s call Papa Ren or something, maybe we’ll get to go back to the Legacy in hovership or something!” Ooni replied, eyes glazing over. She decides to close her eyes, “Just… Gimme a few seconds, ‘kay?”

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

There’s something in the water…

The Force is telling me that there are buried objects off the Scarif shoreline. Some of them possess strange power. Others could be quite valuable.

I invite everyone to take a swim and look for these hidden gems.

In other words, get the hell off the beach so Rey @dating-rey-of-jakku and I can be alone.

[ooni-ren]

Yes, sir! @pavilla-ren, do you want to look for cool stuff in the shipwrecks?

[pavilla-ren]

I thought you’d never ask, @ooni-ren !! I’ve been wanting to go do that since we got here !

[ooni-ren]

Ooni and @pavilla-ren are drawn to the seas when ordered to leave the beach by Kylo Ren.

“Look at all these wrecks, there must have been something here for them to crash into, maybe there’s a cave  in the water somewhere?” Ooni pointed to the various hunks of misshapen, rusty ship parts poking out of the water.

[pavilla-ren]

Pavilla sprints ahead of Ooni @ooni-ren, relishing in the feel of the warm rays of the sun as the crisp air brushes along her face and the two span the length the beach. Releasing a breath as she puts a hand over her eyes to squint at the view before her, she exclaims, “I’m sensing something… I don’t know what, but it definitely seems to be coming from that direction!”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni got out her spray-on sunblock, “Just in case,” she told Pavilla @pavilla-ren  as she sprayed the sunscreen on her arms. “I sense something there too, from the sound of the way the wind is whistling, I think that big cliff-structure is hollow.” Ooni sprayed some more sunblock on her hands and began to rub it on her shoulders and neck. Afterword, she rubbed some on her face and offered the sunblock to Pavilla.

[pavilla-ren]

Taking the sunblock from Ooni @ooni-ren, Pavilla applied it to her arms as well. Nodding as she motions to the remnants of imperial and rebel ships that lay at rest in distance, she replies,” Do you want to go see some of the wrecks out there? I think there could be some good finds as no one has really been here since the whole incident with the Death Star plans that happened here decades ago.” “Of course,” she shrugs,” smugglers and treasure hunters could have already raided the place, but who knows what could still be here!”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni nodded, switching on her metal detector and plopping her sunhat on her head, “Let’s do this thing!” Ooni began to lead the way, letting the waves lap over her feet as she walked. She had a pair of sandals in her bag, but decided she wouldn’t put them on until they had to walk on rocks. She’d always loved the feeling of the cool water around her ankles as a child, “I really have missed the beach… There’s just something about it today, Pav @pavilla-ren, I don’t know what. I just feel like I’m supposed to be here.”

[pavilla-ren]

Arching a brow, she curiously looked over at her companion,” You feel like it’s pulling you toward it, don’t you?” The feeling of the cool water that washes over her feet as the soft sand envelops them is not lost on her, though. She has never felt anything like this before and finds that she likes it. Talking more to herself than to Ooni @ooni-ren, she confesses,” I think I know what you’re getting at, Ooni. There’s something about this place to me as well… it’s like I almost feel drawn here despite never having been to a beach, before. It’s strange, isn’t it?”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni scrunches her toes in the sand as she walks, breathing in the salty sea air, “The ocean does that to people. We used to come to the beach a lot, my family and I. That was before things changed, but it was fun. I never knew how much I’d appreciate the sea until all I had to look at outside my window was the black void of space.” They approach the entrance and Ooni leaned her metal detector against the cave wall before getting her sandals out of her bag.

[pavilla-ren]

Moving her gaze downward as she dips her head, she tries to keep the memories of her childhood from replaying in her head as the two girls walk along the jetty, the cool water suddenly feeling icy as it lapped at Pavilla’s feet. The memories that most had of childhood were not what she had, for hers left her hollow and numb for what had been cruelly stolen from her. Watching the slow rise and fall of the water, Pavilla somberly tells her companion,” I never knew my family. They were killed by Luke Skywalker.” She stops to take another breath, her vision blurring as a lone tear trails down her cheek. She shouldn’t be telling Ooni this, she knows, but she feels comfortable with her new friend. That is more than she can say for anyone else she’s met in her life. She’s never really had anyone to call a friend, anyway. Shaking her head, she gives Ooni @ooni-ren an apologetic look,” I’m sorry, Ooni. That just kind of… came out.” She finishes as she wipes at another tear.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was a bit surprised, nonetheless she felt compassion for her sister in arms. Ooni put her arm around Pavilla, feeling the churning sadness coming from her friend, much like the waves that pushed against the rocks ahead of them. The pull of the Force in this area must be impacting her, Ooni thought. She felt some tugging on her own heartstrings, but pushed the memories away.

“I’m so sorry Pavilla, I wasn’t aware of your situation… Is that why you joined the First Order? And you don’t have to be sorry for anything, it’s good to talk about things like that. It’s not good to keep those feelings in all the time,” Ooni replied, grabbing her metal detector again.

[pavilla-ren]

Taken aback at the sudden act of kindness, Pavilla goes rigid for a moment, settling into the comfort her friend offered her as Ooni’s gentle words lightly fall over the girl.

Sighing, Pavilla thinks over the many reasons why she’d joined the First Order. There were so many reasons, but that was one was the strongest next to her desire to learn the ways of the Force and find her purpose in life.

Drawing her brows together, she tries to think of what she should say to her sister in arms. What if Ooni thought her to be strange or weak?

Shaking her head, she finds her voice as softly replies,” I… I joined because I thought I would find my purpose, here. My grandfather… He told me to find Kylo Ren. He told me that once I found him, I would find people like me. That I would find out what I was meant to do and that I would be able to avenge myself and my family.”

[ooni-ren]

“He was right, then. That’s what we were put here to do. I feel a strong pull to the Force here, I think it may be evoking some powerful emotions in both of us. I think our ancestors wanted us to come here,” Ooni replied, gesturing to the jetty in front of them and the beach around them.

[pavilla-ren]

Taking a deep breath as she pushes away the feelings that run through her, she notices a large rocky mass far out onto the sea, a strange sensation falling over the girl as she feels the familiar presence of the Force course through her. “…Yeah, you’re right, Ooni.” She pauses as the sensation ebbs throughout the girl just as the waves around her do. It takes her a moment to center her bearings, following the strange pull to the rocky mass ahead of them. “I think we should get going, now.” She reluctantly tells her companion. Pavilla, unsure of what to say, remains silent as she follows the strange pull. Ooni @ooni-ren lead the way across the jetty, tense and noticeably careful as she chose which rocks to step upon. There were several many crashed ships sticking out of the water of varying sizes and shapes. The biggest one was farther out into the sea, a destroyer, it looked like. The ship was half-submerged in the inky, dark sea. It looked like the destroyer had crashed into what used to be Scarif’s archive building according to the map on the com they had brought with them. Pavilla and Ooni’s thoughts buzzed as they considered the potential of what they could find in the wreckage.

[ooni-ren]

“Look, Pav, it’s a destroyer! It seems to have crashed into the archive building, and now all of that stuff is under the water. Let’s try to find a way in, I brought aquata breathers. We can swim down there and find some artifacts from the ancient Force-users that used to be here. I bet they’ve got tons of stuff, it’s just below the surface!” Ooni babbled excitedly and pointed to the ship.

Even with her excitement, Ooni felt a dark presence around them. There were so many ships… Too many to be a simple battle, and there was something eerie about the air of the place. It was broad daylight, but Ooni felt as if she was approaching an abandoned building.

[pavilla-ren]

“Wait, Ooni-“ Pavilla holds out a hand to stop Ooni @ooni-ren from following her in, realizing it is too dark to proceed. “I have something else in mind, actually. I think we could use some gear that only Kylo @dating-kylo-ren has access to. I saw some of it in his personal storage when I returned from Al’Doleem,” she says. Closing her eyes to call to her master, she asks,”Kylo, if you can hear me, can you help us?”

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

I hear you @pavilla-ren

Hmm. Sounds like you and @ooni-ren could use some help.

I’m sending you a supply drop with two Lightsabers. They have underwater mods and were taken from the corpse of a foolish Jedi Master.

I’m also sending you soda and a porg and pineapple pizza. Get to work.

[ooni-ren]

“THANKS DAD @dating-kylo-ren!” Ooni yelled into the Force bond she had also tuned into before turning to Pavilla, “Porg and pineapple pizza! That’s one of my favorites.”

[pavilla-ren]

Nodding as a smirk peeks at the edges of her lips, she loudly calls out,” Thank you, Papa Ren!” She doesn’t look to see how her master @dating-kylo-ren will react to being named such a thing, but tries, unsuccessfully, to hide the small bout of laughter as she senses the amusement rolling off of her companion @ooni-ren in waves

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

You’re not children and don’t call me ‘Papa’ like I’m some Imperial Science Officer Hack.

I think you’ve both been in the sun too long.

Eat and rehydrate. You can go exploring once you sound less delirious.

[pavilla-ren]

After finishing their meal and collecting the gear that Kylo Ren had left them, the girls climb around the last remaining rocks, coming to stop as they stand before a triangular shape jutting from the sands that is twice as tall as them. It casts a large and foreboding shadow over them, each slowly moving closer to the jagged, torn opening on the underside of the ship that looks as though a lightsaber cut through it.

The opening is just wide enough for each of them to pass through at a time, and darkness shrouds Pavilla as she slides past the entrance, the only source of light filtering through the gap in the wall.

There is an ominous feeling that slowly creeps over the girl, the hairs on the back of her neck standing up as she tries to get her bearings in the darkness that wraps around her.

Her hand instinctively moving to the her hip to grab for her Riot Baton, she momentarily forgets that she is not in her usual attire, her fingers nonetheless unclipping the foreign, old saber hilt from its place by a holster strapped to her hip.

The saber that she now holds is not her own, the girl closing her eyes as she remembers the familiar visions and dreams of a blade as black as night that is flecked and shrouded by white.

Shaking her head, she ignites the blade, the dark space soon covered in blue light that reminds her of the water that now churns violently against the fallen ship.

She’d always hated the color of blue.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni walks into the old ship and the instant creaking noises chased by the ominous breeze that wafted through the ship’s rusty, twisting body instantly had her heart rate speeding up. Ooni switched on her flashlight and shone it around, suspicious of the stability of the metal they walked upon. The broken angles of metal twisted like maimed limbs, and when she took another step forward, the ship gave a loud groan. Ooni thought of a dying person with broken bones jutting out, moaning as death pressed them to move on from their worldly body. Ooni shuddered.

“Pav, I don’t like this. Why is the Force calling us here? This place seems dangerous…” Ooni whispered. Why she was whispering, she didn’t know. No one else was there, but it seemed like the sort of situation where one would want to whisper. Perhaps that was the effect the dark had on her. She walked deeper into the ship, finding a sturdy panel that lead up. She walked upwards and began to notice several smaller ships around them. By the looks of things, many resistance ships were jammed through the hull of the destroyer. Ooni was able to put two and two together once she saw an old helmet floating in the cockpit of a crushed X-Wing that blocked the way.

“Pavilla…These pilots crashed into the destroyer. This was a suicide mission,” Ooni choked out.

[pavilla-ren]

The saber casts an almost eerie glow upon her surroundings, strange shadows seeming to follow her as she moves about. The sounds of the waves that crash against the decrepit, broken ship and creaks of the old floorboards under her feet soon die out as the girl allows the Force to guide her along.

Pavilla finds herself moving through an alcove that she would’ve missed if not for the familiar pull of the Force, her feet almost moving on their own as she treads up a ramp that leads to what looks to be a small room up ahead. The metal beneath her hisses as she steps upon it, a small pang of fear striking her chest when she dips her head to look down.

It is not lost on her that below the ramp is a pit of darkness that she knows she will not survive if she were to lose her footing and fall, but she doesn’t care. She keeps moving despite her better senses that are screaming at her to get away, refusing to give in it them. The Force was calling her here. She could feel it.

Suddenly Pavilla hears a voice. Or rather, a combination of multiple voices into one that call her name. It echoes around her, the girl so taken aback at the onset of it that she jerks her head in the direction from which the voices had whispered her name.

It had come from the small room that is only a few steps ahead, and where she should have felt fear, it had gone away. It had been just as fleeting as the wind that now howled outside of the ship that screamed at its trespassers.

Taking a deep breath, the girl continued on until she took in what must have been an armory. Shelves that spanned the length of the room lined each wall, blasters of every sort and make abandoned as they sat unused amongst each and every rack. Her hand, almost as if being compelled by another force to move, rises toward a blaster called the Westar-35.

Pavilla doesn’t know how she knows the name of the weapon, but she absent-mindedly runs her hand over the space above it, a strange sensation passing over the girl as she does.

She does not hear her companion’s warning, for the two had separated and gone to two different sides of the war-torn ship. So when her hand finally lowers to touch the weapon, it is too late.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was busy looking at some mysterious and unsettling-looking claw marks on the wall of the ship when something didn’t seem right. Pavilla had gone in the other direction, but suddenly

Ooni had a sinking feeling in her stomach. Almost like a cat smelling the fear scent of it’s prey, Ooni could sense her friend’s distress. There was definitely something wrong, so Ooni decided to backtrack a bit, going towards the direction Pavilla had.

She got slapped in the face by a stray wire that came loose, but she brushed it off and kept going, “Pavilla?” Ooni called, hearing her voice echo in the damp cavern that the destroyer’s half-sunken shell had formed.

She heard another creaking noise coming from below her and a swishing sound in the water near the mouth of the entrance. It was like the Force did not want her to discover where her friend had gone, but Ooni pressed on. She couldn’t help but feel like something was wrong. She made it farther and picked up where Pavilla had been headed right before she heard a loud thud. Ooni broke into a run.

[pavilla-ren]

Flashes of black and white paired with high pitched screams and the familiar sounds of blaster fire take hold of her senses, for it is as if Pavilla is watching some kind of old holovid and at first, she doesn’t understand what she’s seeing. 

Dark shapes dot her vision, several rising from sands as white as the moon to resemble people, each with blasters in hand as her vision clears to watch the Battle of Scarif unfold.

It only takes Pavilla a moment to understand what had happened. She’d touched an old weapon in the armory that the Force had led her to, and now the Force was showing her segments of the past. It was showing her what had happened here.

There is a man who looks aged by years of battle, his greyed hair matching the long white cape that adorns him as he angrily orders TIE fighters to the beach where rogue rebels have landed and launched an assault as explosions dot the area behind him.

She sees the rebels fall one by one, each dying a brutal and horrifying death, the cries of agony and pain tearing through it all from voices indiscernible despite what she watches before her.

Blackened masses lay abandoned on sand stained with blood, the acrid stench of death filling her nose as the image changes and she sees what must have been the Battle of Scarif.

The scene shifts as Pavilla watches a familiar ship leave a command tower, it’s contents filled with relics and lost artifacts of the Sith and Jedi. She doesn’t have to think twice to know that the ships that kamikaze into the Star Destroyer one by one are Rebel ships, the Star Destroyer that Pavilla is now on eventually being brought down to the ocean after being pelted and hit by sixty X-Wings and a unyielding barrages of cannon fire.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni eventually locates the room Pavilla is in, igniting her blade and looking around to make sure her friend was not attacked before realizing that they were the only two there. It was the armory. Ooni sheathed her saber and knelt by Pavilla’s side, noticing she was shaking. Ooni’s blood ran cold, she pulled Pavilla’s head into her arms, not wanting her to get a concussion, “Pavilla? You with me?”

[pavilla-ren]

The scene shifts a final time, the environment fading to that of a console room with a viewport before a dark sky that is full of stars. There are two men that stand before the viewport, each clad in black.

One has his arms crossed as if he is thinking of something, deep and heavy breaths sounding from some kind of mechanized breathing apparatus that Pavilla knows to be a trademark of the legendary Sith, Darth Vader.

Beside him stands the man that had visited her on her ship following the days she had defected from the Resistance, his old and raspy voice echoing throughout the room,” See to it that you get those plans, apprentice… Make certain that your work and sacrifice will not have been in vain…”

A cruel bout of laughter falls from Sheev Palpatine’s aged lips after that as he turns, his topaz eyes fixing on hers as everything near him begins to fade away.

Extending a hand and pointing to Pavilla, his tone darkens in amusement when he speaks to his only granddaughter and last surviving descendant.

“And you, my young heiress,” He hisses as he hobbles closer to the girl before stopping in front of her to widen his grin,” you must awaken. Awaken, young heiress, to take what is yours and fulfill your destiny.”

At that, she is embraced by darkness once more.

[ooni-ren]

“Pavilla? Oh gosh…” Ooni opened up her com and began punching in a distress call, “Please wake up…”

[pavilla-ren]

Pavilla’s eyes snap open as she shoots up, one hand finding purchase on the floor beneath her while the other clutches at her chest as she breathes heavily. Not sure where she is, she looks around the dark space, not remembering where she’d been or what she’d been doing for a few moments.

She doesn’t register the movement of her companion beside her until Ooni calls her name, hesitance and…was it fear that marked her features as she quirked her head at Pavilla?

“Ooni? What happened to me? Where did you go? Where are we?”  

[ooni-ren]

Ooni stops typing in the emergency code and puts her com down when she sees her friend beginning to stir.

She rehearses in her head the protocol for emergencies, “Pavilla? Oh thank gosh you’re awake… I was walking in the other direction, I should have stayed closer to you. We’re on the mission, remember? In the sunken ship?”

Ooni surely hoped Pavilla wasn’t seriously hurt, but something told her the occurrence was largely Force-related and left her friend mostly unharmed. At least, physically, she was.

[pavilla-ren]

Releasing a deep breath, Pavilla moves a hand to her temple as she wills herself to recall the events leading up to the vision.

She’d been with Ooni, her friend. They’d found a fallen ship among a jetty, the Force drawing Pavilla as she’d lead Ooni to it. The two girls had then started to search the ship in their curiosity. She remembered it all, now.

Moving to stand up, the girl has to put a hand to the wall to catch herself, the room around slowly spinning as she tries to focus her vision.

Shaking her head to her companion, she tentatively replied,” Yes, I remember. I’m fine…”

She trails off when she notices the knowing look her friend gives her, instantly making Pavilla feel guilty for leaving her.

“I’m sorry, Ooni. I shouldn’t have left you either. It’s just… I think I attuned myself too strongly to the Force. I let it lead me here and, well… I had a vision. I know what happened here. The Force showed me.”

[ooni-ren]

“What did the Force show you? Maybe you should sit down for a moment,” Ooni replied.

“Do you want to go home, Pav? You look really shaken up, I thought we were having a seizure or something. I can talk to Lord Ren… He might understand if I explain what happened.” Ooni still felt the Force’s presence calling her, lower, this time. Towards the water.

But she wasn’t about to stick around on this creepy ship if her friend was negatively affected. She would only go on if Pavilla was ready.

[pavilla-ren]

“No, Ooni. Lord Ren doesn’t need to know about this.”

Her mind was clear of that as she spoke, her friend quick to see the sincerity to which Pavilla spoke as her gaze pierced Ooni’s with conviction.

Pavilla moves away from the wall, ignoring the way the room sways around her as she takes a step back. She has to keep moving, she decides.

Inaction was weakness in her mind, so she would not yield.

Considering her friend, she decided to confide in her and tell Ooni what she’d seen as she thinks back to the vision,” The Force showed me what happened here.”

She gestures to the room around her,” This ship… it was carrying relics and old artifacts of the Sith and Jedi when this system was attacked by the rebels in the Battle of Scarif. That’s why you saw so many destroyed ships around the bay,” Pavilla confessed.

Pavilla watches as Ooni’s look of concern grows, her brows drawing together as she thinks over what Pavilla has just told her.

It is lost on Pavilla why Ooni seems so perturbed, but she wants to help rid her friend of the feeling.

She gives a light smile to her friend, hoping that her companion will understand,” I’m fine,Ooni, really. Don’t worry!”

Turning away from Ooni, Pavilla’s vision catches the blaster she’d touched. She only considers it for a second, her hand moving to take the blaster from it’s abandoned place on the shelf as she clips it to her belt.

“Come on, Ooni, let’s get going,” She declared with more confidence than she felt.

[ooni-ren]

The Knight slowly got up, a bit suspicious of the air that had been created by the ordeal. But… Pavilla wanted to keep going, she seemed eager to keep exploring, even after likely being sore from taking such a hard fall on the floor. Ooni was swayed mostly by the fact that the Force had seemed to want to keep them there and also by the ongoing pull to the lower region of the ship.

“Alright, if you’re sure… Just, let me know if something else happens and you want to go. Lord Ren won’t have it if one of us dies or something,” Ooni remarked uneasily. She tightened her grip on the flashlight she brought and slung her pack over her shoulder.

“Let’s get out of this room, it’s giving me the creeps,” Ooni added.

[pavilla-ren]

Trying to keep her wonted playfulness in mind, Pavilla looked back at her friend, her usual grin on her face as she joked,” It’s just an old armory, Ooni… What, are you afraid these blasters are going to move from their places and follow you around?”

If she was being honest with herself, though, this place was definitely one that made her feel uneasy, but she wasn’t about to admit that to Ooni and worry her friend more than she already had.

The girl feels the familiar pull of the Force once more as she regains her bearings and the room she walks through no longer sways or spins as she moves, allowing its presence to move around her as it guides her again. It seemed that the Force wanted to show her something else, she mused.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni shook her head, “It’s not the blasters, it’s just the whole place has got this ominous feel to it. Like when you go to a cemetery, but worse.”

Ooni was the first one out of the room and noticed there were some collapsed panels that lead to the middle of the ship, from how high they were, she could see where the submerged part of the ship began and where the dry part ended.

 A large X-Wing was impaled right through the wall of the Destroyer a good drop below them, it was on the other side of the ship and it was very hard to see in the dark, but the reflective stickers were blinding as the flashlight’s glare raked across them.

“I think the Force wants me to go into that rebel ship, Pavilla. I keep feeling like I have to look at it or something… Can we go down there?” Ooni turned to her friend.

[pavilla-ren]

Moving to stand beside her friend, Pavilla looked on in wonderment at the destruction that was before her.

The vision she’d seen replays in her mind, the girl astounded at how much chaos and death had brought about the fate of the system and ship she was now on. Her grandfather, Sheev Palpatine, had been involved. She knew that to be true as she looked around the metal cavern at smaller X-Wings and dark, gaping holes in the walls.

When Ooni speaks, Pavilla can discern the curiosity paired with need that Ooni has to go  to the rebel ship. The Force was leading her companion there, she knew. If anyone understood the pull of the Force, it was Pavilla.

Nodding in agreement to Ooni, she answers,”Yes, we can go. I’ll follow behind you.”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni carefully chose her path down to where water met steel, giving a yelp as one of the steel panels gave way under her.

She ended up sliding down the rest of the way, which was luckily only a few feet. She stood up with disgust and tried to wipe the algae off of her pants to no avail, “Pavilla, you okay back there? We probably should have brought jet packs or something, it’s gonna be a karking pain to get out of here.”

Ooni reached into her bag and grabbed an aquata breather, “Maker… I sure hope there aren’t any really dangerous fish in these parts, I don’t see anything around here, though. Maybe we should check just to be safe.”

[pavilla-ren]

“OONI!”

Pavilla watched as her friend descended, fear gripping her as the floor gave out under Ooni and she disappeared into the chasm of water below with a splash.

It was only when Pavilla heard her friend cursing below that she released a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding, shaking her head at her friend’s clumsiness. It was just like Ooni to fall hundreds of feet and worry about a kriffing jet pack.

With a relieved sigh, she called out,” We’ll be fine, although I don’t see any fish or anything that would be a problem for us, water girl!”

With that, Pavilla jumps from the metal ledge and finds herself in the water after falling a few meters.

When she surfaces, she holds up one hand to reflexively catch the aquata breather her friend had thrown for her. Scanning her surroundings, she finds Ooni near an X-Wing that was lodged into wall just a little ways ahead of her. 

“Good luck, Ooni. I hope you find whatever it is that the Force is leading you to,” Pavilla calls out, her attention soon seized by the familiar tug of the Force. It seemed to want her to go down towards the ocean floor. 

Very well, Pavilla mused. She was determined to follow it. 

[ooni-ren]

Ooni had grabbed another aquata breather from the bag and put it on. She had also taken care to tuck her bag into a nook and put a small electric flare down to signal where her stuff was. Not that it mattered much anyway, she was bringing her waterproof com and flashlight, the only things that remained in the bag were an extra blaster and a bottle of water. She had tried to save an extra slice of pizza for later, but ended up eating it before she and Pavilla had split up earlier.

The Knight took a deep breath and dove into the water, keeping her flashlight on in front of her. The small ship was twisted up and Ooni couldn’t even see what had become of the cockpit. She swam around to the back and decided to enter in from that way. After taking a moment to compose herself, she used the Force to open the door of the ship and swam in, avoiding any wires that stuck out of place.

[pavilla-ren]

When Ooni disappeared under the water, Pavilla put on her own aquata breather as she unclipped the lightsaber from her belt.

She had a feeling she’d need it, soon.

Once the blade hisses to life, the girl dives, the blade doing little to light her way as she makes toward the bottom of the metal encased grotto.

From what she can see, there are various artifacts that lay abandoned on what used to be shelves that line each wall to either side of the girl, reminding her of the armory she’d just come from.

She stops at a row of lightsaber hilts, their kyber crystals long gone. She cannot feel any energy from the any of the hilts as she runs a hand over them.The Force was trying to pull her somewhere, to something, but it wasn’t this.

Continuing her descent, she notices broken pieces of various talismans and amulets, their energies also nonexistent when the girl waves her hand over them.

Shaking her head in annoyment, Pavilla moves downward once more, a glint catching her eye somewhere along the seafloor.  

[ooni-ren]

Ooni swam up to the crushed cockpit and wondered if she should open the door, but the throbbing yank of the Force compelled her to. When she did, she was almost recoiled by the skeleton that was plastered to the broken windshield. However, the deceased pilot’s gloved left hand had a length of string wrapped around the fingers. At the end of said string was a little clear crystal, and Ooni instantly knew that was the source of the pull toward this ship.

The Knight noticed that the purple crystal that was tied to the braid in her hair had began to glow and pull itself towards the clear crystal. Her Supreme Leader’s suspicions had been correct, her first kyber crystal had a twin and here it was. Ooni excitedly reached out to grasp the little crystal that had literally been in the wrong hands…

[pavilla-ren]

Pavilla feels the familiar tug from the Force as it pulls her further downward, her eyeline scanning along the dark floor of the old ship as she swims. The Force clearly wanted her to find something. Of that, she was certain.

The girl only stops at the very bottom, two small, metal masses flashing against the blue light that shines over them. Upon closer inspection, Pavilla realizes they are charms, each so small that they could be fitted to the side of a lightsaber as the girl slowly pulls them from the sand they had been covered by.

One is as red as blood while the other is as blue as the seas of Scarif, metal twining around each stone in circular patterns. They are set against silver metal that wraps around the front of them in thin arrangements. They are beautiful, she thinks as she puts each in the small satchel that is wrapped around her shoulder.

After she ensures that the charms are secure in her bag, she looks around the dark space, allowing the Force to draw her forward toward a large opening in the wall that looked to be a lair of some sort. Suddenly, as if something within the opening sensed her presence, a loud screech sounded, her ears ringing as she grimaced at the noise.

Where there should have been fear, there was none. She has faced worse.

Oh well, she muses, if anything lives in there, I will kill it. For she is not afraid of a measly sea creature.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was not in an X-Wing now. The Force had taken her to a sandy beach, and a man with eyes full of fear and love stood before her. Her body was not her own, she felt as if she was looking through the eyes of someone else. A huge blast sounded in the distance and a giant glowing light lit up the sky, harsh and unforgiving. Her body moved on it’s own and she embraced the man before her. The resonating explosion consumed them.

[pavilla-ren]

Her curiosity getting the better of her, she enters the large opening in the metal wall. It almost looks as if something crashed into it, for there are cracks that creep upwards and around the opening. She pays it no mind as she reaches out with the Force and tries to find what it had been trying to lead her to, her lightsaber doing little to light the way around her as she moves forward.

Pavilla hears the screech again, her head pounding at the onset of it as she rounds a corner. If not for the pull of the Force, she would have missed the small crack in the wall that is big enough only for her to fit through. Her ears still ringing from the sound, she shakes her head in effort to rid herself of the feeling.

Once through, she is met with a metal box, chains encasing and wrapping around it with no noticeable opening to the contraption. The sun’s rays shine upon the box that sits on a pedestal in the room, making it look like some kind of beacon as the girl swam forward to run her hand over the the chrome box.

Unlike before, there is strong energy that emanates from it. So taken aback at the raw energy that moves around the box, she would’ve gasped if not for the aquata breather she now wore. This must have been what the Force had been leading to her to, she realizes with a start.

[ooni-ren]

After the first vision, Ooni was thrown into blackness, hearing several voices. An older man’s voice screaming for someone, “Stardust!” He would call, and a little girl calling back.

A few moments passed where she was thrown through void of the vision, but then Ooni saw two crystals on a desk and an old Jedi repairing a long hilt. Her family’s crest hung on a tapestry against the wall by the man, who turned and looked at her.

“You must be careful with these crystals, young one. They are very fragile,” he told her before smiling and placing two fingers onto her forehead, a common gesture from her home planet, “Your path does not lie with the Dark side.”

[pavilla-ren]

This was no ordinary chest, the girl decided as she ran her hand over it once more. There were no locks or means to open the box, and Pavilla knew that she would have to use the Force to open it. Whatever was inside had to be of importance. Why else would it be in such a contraption as this?

Pavilla moved backwards, extending a hand out towards the box as she summoned the Force to her with practiced ease. Her days aboard the Legacy had been a help in her ability to wield it, after all. The familiar feeling of it wrapping around her fingers was satisfying as she willed the old, rusted chains to fall from the box, the simple things moving aside and falling to the ocean floor with a defeated thump.

With the chains no longer obstructing her view, Pavilla curled her fingers in, three clicks sounding throughout the small chamber as the lid of the chest slowly rose to reveal a some kind of amulet that had odd markings and symbols carved across it’s smooth, gold surface. In the middle there was a red stone that reminded her of fire as it glistened in the sun. She’d read about amulets from one of Kylo Ren’s holobooks, but she wasn’t sure what this one was or what it did as she tentatively took it from its resting place in the middle of the chest.

Something told her that Lord Ren would want this, though she didn’t know why. Without thinking twice, she gingerly places it in her satchel, curious at the strange find but mindful of how the relic might appeal to her master as she turns around and swims out of the small crevice in the wall. Kylo Ren liked to collect things, as it seemed.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was jerked out of the old Jedi’s room and before she knew it, she was before a middle-aged Sith woman who was polishing the double-bladed saber. She sat on a fancy throne in a familiar castle and looked down to Ooni, “Do not listen to him, he knows not the extent of the power this weapon has. Come to the Dark side, continue on the path you walk, child. You will find unspeakable power if you push the Light away.”

[pavilla-ren]

Taking care not to brush along the rough edges of the rock, Pavilla wriggled out of the small crack she’d come through.

Almost as soon as she’d pulled herself out, a shrill screech echoed throughout the cavern once more, the girl’s heart beginning to pound against her chest at the closeness to the origin of the noise as she kicked her legs faster to get out of the cave she’d entered.

“Kriff,” she thought. She needed to get out of here, else she had a nagging feeling that something very bad would happen to her.

Something stirred behind her, the sound of electricity and live wires crackling very loud as the girl’s heart raced, her legs beginning to burn from her efforts of trying to evade whatever was trailing behind her.

Fear threatened to wrap around her as it crawled along her spine when she sensed a large creature was following her, but she refused to allow that. She had gone against worse than this and told herself she would not go down to some measly sea creature. She was a proud Praetorian Guard and apprentice to Kylo Ren, and she would be damned if she didn’t fight and make good on her training.

The noise came again, the darkness that surrounded her slowly dissipating as she made her exit into the open space of the metal grotto.

When she turned around, her eyes widened as she took in the creature that slithered like a snake toward her, only it wasn’t a snake. It looked to resemble a  electric eel that was the size of six or so X-Wings, she realized as she readied herself to fight.

[ooni-ren]

Finally, Ooni was cast at the feet of another Force user. This one, should could not determine the alignment of. They helped her to her feet, she was shaking, she realized. The Force user was wearing a cowl and presented her with the saber, “Don’t be alarmed. I’m not here to give you a definition of your future. That is for you to decide, little one. I was put in the same place once, and I chose a different path. Now that the saber is to be remade, I want you to chose your own way of using it.”

“Who…Who are all of you?” Ooni asked, clearly confused.

“We are the previous masters of this precious weapon, I’m sure you know now that it was passed down in your family. Many different people have had the responsibility of wielding this saber, but I don’t believe any of them have honored it better than those who chose to use it to keep the balance,” the Force user replied, “Put it back together. You will see what it can do, after that, it is up to you how you chose to use its power.”

[pavilla-ren]

It would be difficult to battle in the water, but Pavilla was resolved in her determination and willingness to fight. If there was anything she could do, combat would be it.. She’d always enjoyed that even when she was young, the satisfaction of victory and superiority over another as well as the thrall of combat being things she could never get over.

Though she should have been scared that she was about to face such a giant life form, she was not. Instead, she found her adrenaline coursing through her in anticipation of the fight she knew was coming, a knowing smirk peeking at the edges of her lips as she grips at the lightsaber and moves it in front of her, taunting the creature as light blue bolts of electricity ran down its body when it came closer and closer to the girl who remained still near the floor of grotto.

Waiting until the creature was only a few feet away, the girl pushed off the ground to turn upside down once she had moved out of the way of its open jaws, swiftly running her lightsaber through its right eye as it screamed in pain, its body wriggling to the side as she turned the weapon off, only igniting it once more as she pierced the cranium of the giant creature, effectively killing it as it went limp and fell to the ocean floor in defeat.

Pavilla was, if she was being honest with herself, disappointed in how easy it had been to kill the monster, her moment of victory suddenly interrupted when she caught movement out of the corner of her eye.

Turning around to look at the cave she’d just come from, she spotted another electric eel, this one two times the size of the one she’d just fought.

A part of her was excited at the prospect of being able to battle such a large creature, her muscles instinctively loosening as she prepared herself again to fight.

“Let’s go, volt brain,” she thought to herself.

Like she’d done the first time, she waited until the creature was only a meter or so away from her until she extended a hand, effectively freezing it place as she moved under its mouth, running a line from one side of its jaw to the other with her lightsaber as she watched its eyes roll to the back of its head. It, too, joined the first monster she’d defeated on the floor, the girl relishing in her victory and how easy it was becoming to use the Force.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni’s eyes opened and she felt woozy. Her body had drifted closer to the dead pilot’s over the course of the vision. She wildly scrabbed to get away from the skeleton, crystal still in hand. She heard Pavilla calling into the Force bond to her, but didn’t quite make out what her friend was saying. Everything was still muddled, like she was behind a sheet of glass. Her reactions were delayed, as well. She began to come out of the daze from the vision when she heard the loud crashes and roaring from outside the X-Wing.

“The fuck?” she thought to herself, before getting an idea. She untied the crystal in her hair and touched it to the crystal from the pilot. The new crystal began to glow and a golden hue crept across its surface. Ooni felt a buzz go through her hands and her body jerked as a burst of energy surged through her. She noticed dark, swishing masses outside of the X-Wing. “Kriff,” Ooni thought.

The crystals began to almost burn her fingertips as they bonded, warmth running up through her veins as the energy flowed through her. She noticed blue swirls forming on her fingers, creeping up her hand and her right arm, etching trails into her skin. Then something hit the ship.

Ooni was smacked into wall of the ship, her aquata-breather breaking and dislodging, falling soundlessly to the floor. She panicked and instantly began to try to swim out of the X-Wing, getting halfway to the exit before she was greeted by the ugly face of an eel jarring the ship and trying to swim in, jaws gnashing. Terror struck a deep chord through her and Ooni surprised herself with how fast she jumped into her own defense. She returned the crystals, now bonded together, to the pocket of her suit.

Ooni reached out with the arm covered in blue swirls and concentrated her energy, and she realized she was able to breathe, a strange calm washing over her even as the creature was inches away from her face. Before she had time to process, she felt a gathering of energy at her fingertips and closed her eyes, pushing and releasing the energy.

Suddenly, the monster was across the ship, lodged in the wall. Another eel approached from the side of the ship as Ooni quickly swam out. Her mind hazed over as the surge of power overtook her within seconds. The eel sprung and Ooni’s strangely familiar power benefitted her again as she saw the eel’s body implode.  

She felt her entire body jerk forward this time and she saw the eel had been maimed into a pulp before her with just one hit from her power. It’s disgusting blood filled the water and Ooni was frantic, feeling the energy level she had obtained depleting rapidly. She tried to make her way to the surface…

[pavilla-ren]

Wanting to make sure that she had purged the area of any threat, Pavilla closed her eyes as she clipped her lightsaber to her belt.

She could sense Ooni’s distress flare from their bond, the feeling spreading through her like wildfire as she tried to remain in control of her own emotions. Her friend was in trouble, and Pavilla knew she needed to help Ooni.

There were two more that were headed Pavilla’s way, her eyes shooting open when she sensed an additional pair of creatures moving at an incredibly fast speed to Ooni, who was above her.

This time, Pavilla could not ward off the fear and worry as she tried to swim upward to help her friend, unable to move much more as the two monsters wailed when they closed the distance and circled her as blue arcs of electricity shot off the sea creatures as they slowly edged closer to Pavilla.

She would have cursed if not for the aquata breather, for she was unable to help her friend in the midst of the two giant creatures that had now come for her.  

She watched them circle her, each one eyeing her as if she were nothing but a grain of sand. Pavilla knew she could handle herself, but she didn’t know what had become of Ooni. Her friend’s Force Signature had gone silent since she’d first felt Ooni’s distress, worry setting in as she tried to contact Ooni through the Force.

“Ooni, if you can hear me… you’re in danger. Please, wherever you are, you need to get out of here!” Pavilla cried out as she called to her friend, desperately hoping Ooni would heed her message.

No sooner had she sent the message than one of the giant creatures suddenly dove under her while another shot straight up as the girl watched them both turn around, each shooting straight toward her as blue sparks ran across their backs. They were even larger than the second creature she’d killed, but her resolve remained strong as she allowed her emotions to strengthen her. Their jaws opening in unison, Pavilla closed her eyes, extending both arms out as she allowed her anger and excitement from the battle to siddle through her.

Only when she opened her eyes did she viciously hurtle the Force above and below her, effectively causing each creature to stop in their tracks to convulse violently as she chuckled inwardly to herself.

What a pitiful excuse for life forms, she thought as she tightened her hold on them, throwing each into each other and down onto a jagged rock that ran both of them through.

Blood soon colors the area around Pavilla as it oozes from the lifeless masses below her, her vision tinted red as she inspects her bag to ensure its contents are safe as she begins to make her way upward. The blood will probably attract other creatures if I stick around, she thought.

Reaching out with the Force once more, she finally relaxed when she could no longer sense any other creatures in the area. Pavilla knew that Ooni had taken care of the two that had come after her as well, for she could not sense the two that had been heading toward her friend any longer.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni used the last of her power to rocket towards the surface, feeling her body unable to process the water once more. She took a huge gasp of air when she felt her body break through the water and into the air. 

Ooni grimaced as she realized she overdid the surge on the jump and tried to land her feet. When she did, she felt very satisfied until a wave of exhausted swept over her and the world dipped and swayed. She decided to sit down for a moment before she fell and cracked open her head.

[pavilla-ren]

It turned out that finding an exit had been easier than she thought. Pavilla was quick to find a gaping hole near the top of the ship where she’d first made her descent, the blood filled water she’d been swimming in slow to dissipate as she swam through the now clear water before she broke the surface.

She took off the aquata breather, relishing in the feel of the cool air against her face as she took a deep breath. Her first thought was to find Ooni, for her friend’s Force Signature was still silent through the Force.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni felt like she was about to fall asleep, energy completely sapped. She leaned back against the rusty metal, not caring about the russet flakes that were probably going to end up in her hair. She noticed the dark blue swirls going up her right hand and arm had not faded.

She spotted Pavilla a ways across the ship and called to her in a very tired state, “Pav! Check out my fresh ink!” Ooni held up her arm and waved it for a few seconds to get Pavilla’s attention before had to put it down from tiredness.

[pavilla-ren]

Pavilla did not fear for her friend. Ooni was strong and was a Knight of Ren, so she knew that her companion was safe and somewhere along the beach as she wadded out of the water.

It took a few moments of scanning the bay to find Ooni, a relieved sigh falling from Pavilla’s lips as she trudged through the sand to her friend that weakly waved at her.

She could discern that her companion was injured on some level, but it still calmed her nerves to see that Ooni was indeed alright.

Finally moving to stand before her friend, she crouched to see what Ooni had been trying to show her. From the way that Ooni leaned against the wall and had a pale tone to her skin, it seemed to Pavilla that she was tired. Something had taken a lot of energy from Ooni, and of that, she was certain.

When Pavilla arches a brow at her friend, Ooni moves to look down at her arm. Pavilla knew that Ooni was trying to draw her attention away from how tired she was. That much was clear before she noticed how Ooni’s arm was covered in something. 

Quirking her head, she took in the inky swirls that wrapped around Ooni’s right arm, amazed and curious at the same time as she tentatively touched the fresh tattoo that now lined her companion’s arm,” Are you okay? Where… how did you get that? It looks really cool!”

Pavilla didn’t know how her friend had gotten the tattoo, but she had a feeling that it had something to do with Force. 

[ooni-ren]

“The Force! I can breathe in water, and like… I kriffing destroyed these two sea p*nis looking things that attacked me, I found the twin for my kyber crystal and I had all these wacky visions and I got all these powers,” Ooni stopped and caught her breath, “And I’m so tired. I want to sleep.” Ooni got the feeling she was slurring and wasn’t making much sense, so she decided to be quiet and looked up at her companion with a satisfied gaze.

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

There’s something in the water…

The Force is telling me that there are buried objects off the Scarif shoreline. Some of them possess strange power. Others could be quite valuable.

I invite everyone to take a swim and look for these hidden gems.

In other words, get the hell off the beach so Rey @dating-rey-of-jakku and I can be alone.

[ooni-ren]

Yes, sir! @pavilla-ren, do you want to look for cool stuff in the shipwrecks?

[pavilla-ren]

I thought you’d never ask, @ooni-ren !! I’ve been wanting to go do that since we got here !

[ooni-ren]

Ooni and @pavilla-ren are drawn to the seas when ordered to leave the beach by Kylo Ren.

“Look at all these wrecks, there must have been something here for them to crash into, maybe there’s a cave  in the water somewhere?” Ooni pointed to the various hunks of misshapen, rusty ship parts poking out of the water.

[pavilla-ren]

Pavilla sprints ahead of Ooni @ooni-ren, relishing in the feel of the warm rays of the sun as the crisp air brushes along her face and the two span the length the beach. Releasing a breath as she puts a hand over her eyes to squint at the view before her, she exclaims, “I’m sensing something… I don’t know what, but it definitely seems to be coming from that direction!”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni got out her spray-on sunblock, “Just in case,” she told Pavilla @pavilla-ren  as she sprayed the sunscreen on her arms. “I sense something there too, from the sound of the way the wind is whistling, I think that big cliff-structure is hollow.” Ooni sprayed some more sunblock on her hands and began to rub it on her shoulders and neck. Afterword, she rubbed some on her face and offered the sunblock to Pavilla.

[pavilla-ren]

Taking the sunblock from Ooni @ooni-ren, Pavilla applied it to her arms as well. Nodding as she motions to the remnants of imperial and rebel ships that lay at rest in distance, she replies,” Do you want to go see some of the wrecks out there? I think there could be some good finds as no one has really been here since the whole incident with the Death Star plans that happened here decades ago.” “Of course,” she shrugs,” smugglers and treasure hunters could have already raided the place, but who knows what could still be here!”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni nodded, switching on her metal detector and plopping her sunhat on her head, “Let’s do this thing!” Ooni began to lead the way, letting the waves lap over her feet as she walked. She had a pair of sandals in her bag, but decided she wouldn’t put them on until they had to walk on rocks. She’d always loved the feeling of the cool water around her ankles as a child, “I really have missed the beach… There’s just something about it today, Pav @pavilla-ren, I don’t know what. I just feel like I’m supposed to be here.”

[pavilla-ren]

Arching a brow, she curiously looked over at her companion,” You feel like it’s pulling you toward it, don’t you?” The feeling of the cool water that washes over her feet as the soft sand envelops them is not lost on her, though. She has never felt anything like this before and finds that she likes it. Talking more to herself than to Ooni @ooni-ren, she confesses,” I think I know what you’re getting at, Ooni. There’s something about this place to me as well… it’s like I almost feel drawn here despite never having been to a beach, before. It’s strange, isn’t it?”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni scrunches her toes in the sand as she walks, breathing in the salty sea air, “The ocean does that to people. We used to come to the beach a lot, my family and I. That was before things changed, but it was fun. I never knew how much I’d appreciate the sea until all I had to look at outside my window was the black void of space.” They approach the entrance and Ooni leaned her metal detector against the cave wall before getting her sandals out of her bag.

[pavilla-ren]

Moving her gaze downward as she dips her head, she tries to keep the memories of her childhood from replaying in her head as the two girls walk along the jetty, the cool water suddenly feeling icy as it lapped at Pavilla’s feet. The memories that most had of childhood were not what she had, for hers left her hollow and numb for what had been cruelly stolen from her. Watching the slow rise and fall of the water, Pavilla somberly tells her companion,” I never knew my family. They were killed by Luke Skywalker.” She stops to take another breath, her vision blurring as a lone tear trails down her cheek. She shouldn’t be telling Ooni this, she knows, but she feels comfortable with her new friend. That is more than she can say for anyone else she’s met in her life. She’s never really had anyone to call a friend, anyway. Shaking her head, she gives Ooni @ooni-ren an apologetic look,” I’m sorry, Ooni. That just kind of… came out.” She finishes as she wipes at another tear.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was a bit surprised, nonetheless she felt compassion for her sister in arms. Ooni put her arm around Pavilla, feeling the churning sadness coming from her friend, much like the waves that pushed against the rocks ahead of them. The pull of the Force in this area must be impacting her, Ooni thought. She felt some tugging on her own heartstrings, but pushed the memories away.

“I’m so sorry Pavilla, I wasn’t aware of your situation… Is that why you joined the First Order? And you don’t have to be sorry for anything, it’s good to talk about things like that. It’s not good to keep those feelings in all the time,” Ooni replied, grabbing her metal detector again.

[pavilla-ren]

Taken aback at the sudden act of kindness, Pavilla goes rigid for a moment, settling into the comfort her friend offered her as Ooni’s gentle words lightly fall over the girl.

Sighing, Pavilla thinks over the many reasons why she’d joined the First Order. There were so many reasons, but that was one was the strongest next to her desire to learn the ways of the Force and find her purpose in life.

Drawing her brows together, she tries to think of what she should say to her sister in arms. What if Ooni thought her to be strange or weak?

Shaking her head, she finds her voice as softly replies,” I… I joined because I thought I would find my purpose, here. My grandfather… He told me to find Kylo Ren. He told me that once I found him, I would find people like me. That I would find out what I was meant to do and that I would be able to avenge myself and my family.”

[ooni-ren]

“He was right, then. That’s what we were put here to do. I feel a strong pull to the Force here, I think it may be evoking some powerful emotions in both of us. I think our ancestors wanted us to come here,” Ooni replied, gesturing to the jetty in front of them and the beach around them.

[pavilla-ren]

Taking a deep breath as she pushes away the feelings that run through her, she notices a large rocky mass far out onto the sea, a strange sensation falling over the girl as she feels the familiar presence of the Force course through her. “…Yeah, you’re right, Ooni.” She pauses as the sensation ebbs throughout the girl just as the waves around her do. It takes her a moment to center her bearings, following the strange pull to the rocky mass ahead of them. “I think we should get going, now.” She reluctantly tells her companion. Pavilla, unsure of what to say, remains silent as she follows the strange pull. Ooni @ooni-ren lead the way across the jetty, tense and noticeably careful as she chose which rocks to step upon. There were several many crashed ships sticking out of the water of varying sizes and shapes. The biggest one was farther out into the sea, a destroyer, it looked like. The ship was half-submerged in the inky, dark sea. It looked like the destroyer had crashed into what used to be Scarif’s archive building according to the map on the com they had brought with them. Pavilla and Ooni’s thoughts buzzed as they considered the potential of what they could find in the wreckage.

[ooni-ren]

“Look, Pav, it’s a destroyer! It seems to have crashed into the archive building, and now all of that stuff is under the water. Let’s try to find a way in, I brought aquata breathers. We can swim down there and find some artifacts from the ancient Force-users that used to be here. I bet they’ve got tons of stuff, it’s just below the surface!” Ooni babbled excitedly and pointed to the ship.

Even with her excitement, Ooni felt a dark presence around them. There were so many ships… Too many to be a simple battle, and there was something eerie about the air of the place. It was broad daylight, but Ooni felt as if she was approaching an abandoned building.

[pavilla-ren]

“Wait, Ooni-“ Pavilla holds out a hand to stop Ooni @ooni-ren from following her in, realizing it is too dark to proceed. “I have something else in mind, actually. I think we could use some gear that only Kylo @dating-kylo-ren has access to. I saw some of it in his personal storage when I returned from Al’Doleem,” she says. Closing her eyes to call to her master, she asks,”Kylo, if you can hear me, can you help us?”

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

I hear you @pavilla-ren

Hmm. Sounds like you and @ooni-ren could use some help.

I’m sending you a supply drop with two Lightsabers. They have underwater mods and were taken from the corpse of a foolish Jedi Master.

I’m also sending you soda and a porg and pineapple pizza. Get to work.

[ooni-ren]

“THANKS DAD @dating-kylo-ren!” Ooni yelled into the Force bond she had also tuned into before turning to Pavilla, “Porg and pineapple pizza! That’s one of my favorites.”

[pavilla-ren]

Nodding as a smirk peeks at the edges of her lips, she loudly calls out,” Thank you, Papa Ren!” She doesn’t look to see how her master @dating-kylo-ren will react to being named such a thing, but tries, unsuccessfully, to hide the small bout of laughter as she senses the amusement rolling off of her companion @ooni-ren in waves

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

You’re not children and don’t call me ‘Papa’ like I’m some Imperial Science Officer Hack.

I think you’ve both been in the sun too long.

Eat and rehydrate. You can go exploring once you sound less delirious.

[pavilla-ren]

After finishing their meal and collecting the gear that Kylo Ren had left them, the girls climb around the last remaining rocks, coming to stop as they stand before a triangular shape jutting from the sands that is twice as tall as them. It casts a large and foreboding shadow over them, each slowly moving closer to the jagged, torn opening on the underside of the ship that looks as though a lightsaber cut through it.

The opening is just wide enough for each of them to pass through at a time, and darkness shrouds Pavilla as she slides past the entrance, the only source of light filtering through the gap in the wall.

There is an ominous feeling that slowly creeps over the girl, the hairs on the back of her neck standing up as she tries to get her bearings in the darkness that wraps around her.

Her hand instinctively moving to the her hip to grab for her Riot Baton, she momentarily forgets that she is not in her usual attire, her fingers nonetheless unclipping the foreign, old saber hilt from its place by a holster strapped to her hip.

The saber that she now holds is not her own, the girl closing her eyes as she remembers the familiar visions and dreams of a blade as black as night that is flecked and shrouded by white.

Shaking her head, she ignites the blade, the dark space soon covered in blue light that reminds her of the water that now churns violently against the fallen ship.

She’d always hated the color of blue.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni walks into the old ship and the instant creaking noises chased by the ominous breeze that wafted through the ship’s rusty, twisting body instantly had her heart rate speeding up. Ooni switched on her flashlight and shone it around, suspicious of the stability of the metal they walked upon. The broken angles of metal twisted like maimed limbs, and when she took another step forward, the ship gave a loud groan. Ooni thought of a dying person with broken bones jutting out, moaning as death pressed them to move on from their worldly body. Ooni shuddered.

“Pav, I don’t like this. Why is the Force calling us here? This place seems dangerous…” Ooni whispered. Why she was whispering, she didn’t know. No one else was there, but it seemed like the sort of situation where one would want to whisper. Perhaps that was the effect the dark had on her. She walked deeper into the ship, finding a sturdy panel that lead up. She walked upwards and began to notice several smaller ships around them. By the looks of things, many resistance ships were jammed through the hull of the destroyer. Ooni was able to put two and two together once she saw an old helmet floating in the cockpit of a crushed X-Wing that blocked the way.

“Pavilla…These pilots crashed into the destroyer. This was a suicide mission,” Ooni choked out.

[pavilla-ren]

The saber casts an almost eerie glow upon her surroundings, strange shadows seeming to follow her as she moves about. The sounds of the waves that crash against the decrepit, broken ship and creaks of the old floorboards under her feet soon die out as the girl allows the Force to guide her along.

Pavilla finds herself moving through an alcove that she would’ve missed if not for the familiar pull of the Force, her feet almost moving on their own as she treads up a ramp that leads to what looks to be a small room up ahead. The metal beneath her hisses as she steps upon it, a small pang of fear striking her chest when she dips her head to look down.

It is not lost on her that below the ramp is a pit of darkness that she knows she will not survive if she were to lose her footing and fall, but she doesn’t care. She keeps moving despite her better senses that are screaming at her to get away, refusing to give in it them. The Force was calling her here. She could feel it.

Suddenly Pavilla hears a voice. Or rather, a combination of multiple voices into one that call her name. It echoes around her, the girl so taken aback at the onset of it that she jerks her head in the direction from which the voices had whispered her name.

It had come from the small room that is only a few steps ahead, and where she should have felt fear, it had gone away. It had been just as fleeting as the wind that now howled outside of the ship that screamed at its trespassers.

Taking a deep breath, the girl continued on until she took in what must have been an armory. Shelves that spanned the length of the room lined each wall, blasters of every sort and make abandoned as they sat unused amongst each and every rack. Her hand, almost as if being compelled by another force to move, rises toward a blaster called the Westar-35.

Pavilla doesn’t know how she knows the name of the weapon, but she absent-mindedly runs her hand over the space above it, a strange sensation passing over the girl as she does.

She does not hear her companion’s warning, for the two had separated and gone to two different sides of the war-torn ship. So when her hand finally lowers to touch the weapon, it is too late.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was busy looking at some mysterious and unsettling-looking claw marks on the wall of the ship when something didn’t seem right. Pavilla had gone in the other direction, but suddenly

Ooni had a sinking feeling in her stomach. Almost like a cat smelling the fear scent of it’s prey, Ooni could sense her friend’s distress. There was definitely something wrong, so Ooni decided to backtrack a bit, going towards the direction Pavilla had.

She got slapped in the face by a stray wire that came loose, but she brushed it off and kept going, “Pavilla?” Ooni called, hearing her voice echo in the damp cavern that the destroyer’s half-sunken shell had formed.

She heard another creaking noise coming from below her and a swishing sound in the water near the mouth of the entrance. It was like the Force did not want her to discover where her friend had gone, but Ooni pressed on. She couldn’t help but feel like something was wrong. She made it farther and picked up where Pavilla had been headed right before she heard a loud thud. Ooni broke into a run.

[pavilla-ren]

Flashes of black and white paired with high pitched screams and the familiar sounds of blaster fire take hold of her senses, for it is as if Pavilla is watching some kind of old holovid and at first, she doesn’t understand what she’s seeing. 

Dark shapes dot her vision, several rising from sands as white as the moon to resemble people, each with blasters in hand as her vision clears to watch the Battle of Scarif unfold.

It only takes Pavilla a moment to understand what had happened. She’d touched an old weapon in the armory that the Force had led her to, and now the Force was showing her segments of the past. It was showing her what had happened here.

There is a man who looks aged by years of battle, his greyed hair matching the long white cape that adorns him as he angrily orders TIE fighters to the beach where rogue rebels have landed and launched an assault as explosions dot the area behind him.

She sees the rebels fall one by one, each dying a brutal and horrifying death, the cries of agony and pain tearing through it all from voices indiscernible despite what she watches before her.

Blackened masses lay abandoned on sand stained with blood, the acrid stench of death filling her nose as the image changes and she sees what must have been the Battle of Scarif.

The scene shifts as Pavilla watches a familiar ship leave a command tower, it’s contents filled with relics and lost artifacts of the Sith and Jedi. She doesn’t have to think twice to know that the ships that kamikaze into the Star Destroyer one by one are Rebel ships, the Star Destroyer that Pavilla is now on eventually being brought down to the ocean after being pelted and hit by sixty X-Wings and a unyielding barrages of cannon fire.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni eventually locates the room Pavilla is in, igniting her blade and looking around to make sure her friend was not attacked before realizing that they were the only two there. It was the armory. Ooni sheathed her saber and knelt by Pavilla’s side, noticing she was shaking. Ooni’s blood ran cold, she pulled Pavilla’s head into her arms, not wanting her to get a concussion, “Pavilla? You with me?”

[pavilla-ren]

The scene shifts a final time, the environment fading to that of a console room with a viewport before a dark sky that is full of stars. There are two men that stand before the viewport, each clad in black.

One has his arms crossed as if he is thinking of something, deep and heavy breaths sounding from some kind of mechanized breathing apparatus that Pavilla knows to be a trademark of the legendary Sith, Darth Vader.

Beside him stands the man that had visited her on her ship following the days she had defected from the Resistance, his old and raspy voice echoing throughout the room,” See to it that you get those plans, apprentice… Make certain that your work and sacrifice will not have been in vain…”

A cruel bout of laughter falls from Sheev Palpatine’s aged lips after that as he turns, his topaz eyes fixing on hers as everything near him begins to fade away.

Extending a hand and pointing to Pavilla, his tone darkens in amusement when he speaks to his only granddaughter and last surviving descendant.

“And you, my young heiress,” He hisses as he hobbles closer to the girl before stopping in front of her to widen his grin,” you must awaken. Awaken, young heiress, to take what is yours and fulfill your destiny.”

At that, she is embraced by darkness once more.

[ooni-ren]

“Pavilla? Oh gosh…” Ooni opened up her com and began punching in a distress call, “Please wake up…”

[pavilla-ren]

Pavilla’s eyes snap open as she shoots up, one hand finding purchase on the floor beneath her while the other clutches at her chest as she breathes heavily. Not sure where she is, she looks around the dark space, not remembering where she’d been or what she’d been doing for a few moments.

She doesn’t register the movement of her companion beside her until Ooni calls her name, hesitance and…was it fear that marked her features as she quirked her head at Pavilla?

“Ooni? What happened to me? Where did you go? Where are we?”  

[ooni-ren]

Ooni stops typing in the emergency code and puts her com down when she sees her friend beginning to stir.

She rehearses in her head the protocol for emergencies, “Pavilla? Oh thank gosh you’re awake… I was walking in the other direction, I should have stayed closer to you. We’re on the mission, remember? In the sunken ship?”

Ooni surely hoped Pavilla wasn’t seriously hurt, but something told her the occurrence was largely Force-related and left her friend mostly unharmed. At least, physically, she was.

[pavilla-ren]

Releasing a deep breath, Pavilla moves a hand to her temple as she wills herself to recall the events leading up to the vision.

She’d been with Ooni, her friend. They’d found a fallen ship among a jetty, the Force drawing Pavilla as she’d lead Ooni to it. The two girls had then started to search the ship in their curiosity. She remembered it all, now.

Moving to stand up, the girl has to put a hand to the wall to catch herself, the room around slowly spinning as she tries to focus her vision.

Shaking her head to her companion, she tentatively replied,” Yes, I remember. I’m fine…”

She trails off when she notices the knowing look her friend gives her, instantly making Pavilla feel guilty for leaving her.

“I’m sorry, Ooni. I shouldn’t have left you either. It’s just… I think I attuned myself too strongly to the Force. I let it lead me here and, well… I had a vision. I know what happened here. The Force showed me.”

[ooni-ren]

“What did the Force show you? Maybe you should sit down for a moment,” Ooni replied.

“Do you want to go home, Pav? You look really shaken up, I thought we were having a seizure or something. I can talk to Lord Ren… He might understand if I explain what happened.” Ooni still felt the Force’s presence calling her, lower, this time. Towards the water.

But she wasn’t about to stick around on this creepy ship if her friend was negatively affected. She would only go on if Pavilla was ready.

[pavilla-ren]

“No, Ooni. Lord Ren doesn’t need to know about this.”

Her mind was clear of that as she spoke, her friend quick to see the sincerity to which Pavilla spoke as her gaze pierced Ooni’s with conviction.

Pavilla moves away from the wall, ignoring the way the room sways around her as she takes a step back. She has to keep moving, she decides.

Inaction was weakness in her mind, so she would not yield.

Considering her friend, she decided to confide in her and tell Ooni what she’d seen as she thinks back to the vision,” The Force showed me what happened here.”

She gestures to the room around her,” This ship… it was carrying relics and old artifacts of the Sith and Jedi when this system was attacked by the rebels in the Battle of Scarif. That’s why you saw so many destroyed ships around the bay,” Pavilla confessed.

Pavilla watches as Ooni’s look of concern grows, her brows drawing together as she thinks over what Pavilla has just told her.

It is lost on Pavilla why Ooni seems so perturbed, but she wants to help rid her friend of the feeling.

She gives a light smile to her friend, hoping that her companion will understand,” I’m fine,Ooni, really. Don’t worry!”

Turning away from Ooni, Pavilla’s vision catches the blaster she’d touched. She only considers it for a second, her hand moving to take the blaster from it’s abandoned place on the shelf as she clips it to her belt.

“Come on, Ooni, let’s get going,” She declared with more confidence than she felt.

[ooni-ren]

The Knight slowly got up, a bit suspicious of the air that had been created by the ordeal. But… Pavilla wanted to keep going, she seemed eager to keep exploring, even after likely being sore from taking such a hard fall on the floor. Ooni was swayed mostly by the fact that the Force had seemed to want to keep them there and also by the ongoing pull to the lower region of the ship.

“Alright, if you’re sure… Just, let me know if something else happens and you want to go. Lord Ren won’t have it if one of us dies or something,” Ooni remarked uneasily. She tightened her grip on the flashlight she brought and slung her pack over her shoulder.

“Let’s get out of this room, it’s giving me the creeps,” Ooni added.

[pavilla-ren]

Trying to keep her wonted playfulness in mind, Pavilla looked back at her friend, her usual grin on her face as she joked,” It’s just an old armory, Ooni… What, are you afraid these blasters are going to move from their places and follow you around?”

If she was being honest with herself, though, this place was definitely one that made her feel uneasy, but she wasn’t about to admit that to Ooni and worry her friend more than she already had.

The girl feels the familiar pull of the Force once more as she regains her bearings and the room she walks through no longer sways or spins as she moves, allowing its presence to move around her as it guides her again. It seemed that the Force wanted to show her something else, she mused.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni shook her head, “It’s not the blasters, it’s just the whole place has got this ominous feel to it. Like when you go to a cemetery, but worse.”

Ooni was the first one out of the room and noticed there were some collapsed panels that lead to the middle of the ship, from how high they were, she could see where the submerged part of the ship began and where the dry part ended.

 A large X-Wing was impaled right through the wall of the Destroyer a good drop below them, it was on the other side of the ship and it was very hard to see in the dark, but the reflective stickers were blinding as the flashlight’s glare raked across them.

“I think the Force wants me to go into that rebel ship, Pavilla. I keep feeling like I have to look at it or something… Can we go down there?” Ooni turned to her friend.

[pavilla-ren]

Moving to stand beside her friend, Pavilla looked on in wonderment at the destruction that was before her.

The vision she’d seen replays in her mind, the girl astounded at how much chaos and death had brought about the fate of the system and ship she was now on. Her grandfather, Sheev Palpatine, had been involved. She knew that to be true as she looked around the metal cavern at smaller X-Wings and dark, gaping holes in the walls.

When Ooni speaks, Pavilla can discern the curiosity paired with need that Ooni has to go  to the rebel ship. The Force was leading her companion there, she knew. If anyone understood the pull of the Force, it was Pavilla.

Nodding in agreement to Ooni, she answers,”Yes, we can go. I’ll follow behind you.”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni carefully chose her path down to where water met steel, giving a yelp as one of the steel panels gave way under her.

She ended up sliding down the rest of the way, which was luckily only a few feet. She stood up with disgust and tried to wipe the algae off of her pants to no avail, “Pavilla, you okay back there? We probably should have brought jet packs or something, it’s gonna be a karking pain to get out of here.”

Ooni reached into her bag and grabbed an aquata breather, “Maker… I sure hope there aren’t any really dangerous fish in these parts, I don’t see anything around here, though. Maybe we should check just to be safe.”

[pavilla-ren]

“OONI!”

Pavilla watched as her friend descended, fear gripping her as the floor gave out under Ooni and she disappeared into the chasm of water below with a splash.

It was only when Pavilla heard her friend cursing below that she released a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding, shaking her head at her friend’s clumsiness. It was just like Ooni to fall hundreds of feet and worry about a kriffing jet pack.

With a relieved sigh, she called out,” We’ll be fine, although I don’t see any fish or anything that would be a problem for us, water girl!”

With that, Pavilla jumps from the metal ledge and finds herself in the water after falling a few meters.

When she surfaces, she holds up one hand to reflexively catch the aquata breather her friend had thrown for her. Scanning her surroundings, she finds Ooni near an X-Wing that was lodged into wall just a little ways ahead of her. 

“Good luck, Ooni. I hope you find whatever it is that the Force is leading you to,” Pavilla calls out, her attention soon seized by the familiar tug of the Force. It seemed to want her to go down towards the ocean floor. 

Very well, Pavilla mused. She was determined to follow it. 

[ooni-ren]

Ooni had grabbed another aquata breather from the bag and put it on. She had also taken care to tuck her bag into a nook and put a small electric flare down to signal where her stuff was. Not that it mattered much anyway, she was bringing her waterproof com and flashlight, the only things that remained in the bag were an extra blaster and a bottle of water. She had tried to save an extra slice of pizza for later, but ended up eating it before she and Pavilla had split up earlier.

The Knight took a deep breath and dove into the water, keeping her flashlight on in front of her. The small ship was twisted up and Ooni couldn’t even see what had become of the cockpit. She swam around to the back and decided to enter in from that way. After taking a moment to compose herself, she used the Force to open the door of the ship and swam in, avoiding any wires that stuck out of place.

[pavilla-ren]

When Ooni disappeared under the water, Pavilla put on her own aquata breather as she unclipped the lightsaber from her belt.

She had a feeling she’d need it, soon.

Once the blade hisses to life, the girl dives, the blade doing little to light her way as she makes toward the bottom of the metal encased grotto.

From what she can see, there are various artifacts that lay abandoned on what used to be shelves that line each wall to either side of the girl, reminding her of the armory she’d just come from.

She stops at a row of lightsaber hilts, their kyber crystals long gone. She cannot feel any energy from the any of the hilts as she runs a hand over them.The Force was trying to pull her somewhere, to something, but it wasn’t this.

Continuing her descent, she notices broken pieces of various talismans and amulets, their energies also nonexistent when the girl waves her hand over them.

Shaking her head in annoyment, Pavilla moves downward once more, a glint catching her eye somewhere along the seafloor.  

[ooni-ren]

Ooni swam up to the crushed cockpit and wondered if she should open the door, but the throbbing yank of the Force compelled her to. When she did, she was almost recoiled by the skeleton that was plastered to the broken windshield. However, the deceased pilot’s gloved left hand had a length of string wrapped around the fingers. At the end of said string was a little clear crystal, and Ooni instantly knew that was the source of the pull toward this ship.

The Knight noticed that the purple crystal that was tied to the braid in her hair had began to glow and pull itself towards the clear crystal. Her Supreme Leader’s suspicions had been correct, her first kyber crystal had a twin and here it was. Ooni excitedly reached out to grasp the little crystal that had literally been in the wrong hands…

[pavilla-ren]

Pavilla feels the familiar tug from the Force as it pulls her further downward, her eyeline scanning along the dark floor of the old ship as she swims. The Force clearly wanted her to find something. Of that, she was certain.

The girl only stops at the very bottom, two small, metal masses flashing against the blue light that shines over them. Upon closer inspection, Pavilla realizes they are charms, each so small that they could be fitted to the side of a lightsaber as the girl slowly pulls them from the sand they had been covered by.

One is as red as blood while the other is as blue as the seas of Scarif, metal twining around each stone in circular patterns. They are set against silver metal that wraps around the front of them in thin arrangements. They are beautiful, she thinks as she puts each in the small satchel that is wrapped around her shoulder.

After she ensures that the charms are secure in her bag, she looks around the dark space, allowing the Force to draw her forward toward a large opening in the wall that looked to be a lair of some sort. Suddenly, as if something within the opening sensed her presence, a loud screech sounded, her ears ringing as she grimaced at the noise.

Where there should have been fear, there was none. She has faced worse.

Oh well, she muses, if anything lives in there, I will kill it. For she is not afraid of a measly sea creature.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was not in an X-Wing now. The Force had taken her to a sandy beach, and a man with eyes full of fear and love stood before her. Her body was not her own, she felt as if she was looking through the eyes of someone else. A huge blast sounded in the distance and a giant glowing light lit up the sky, harsh and unforgiving. Her body moved on it’s own and she embraced the man before her. The resonating explosion consumed them.

[pavilla-ren]

Her curiosity getting the better of her, she enters the large opening in the metal wall. It almost looks as if something crashed into it, for there are cracks that creep upwards and around the opening. She pays it no mind as she reaches out with the Force and tries to find what it had been trying to lead her to, her lightsaber doing little to light the way around her as she moves forward.

Pavilla hears the screech again, her head pounding at the onset of it as she rounds a corner. If not for the pull of the Force, she would have missed the small crack in the wall that is big enough only for her to fit through. Her ears still ringing from the sound, she shakes her head in effort to rid herself of the feeling.

Once through, she is met with a metal box, chains encasing and wrapping around it with no noticeable opening to the contraption. The sun’s rays shine upon the box that sits on a pedestal in the room, making it look like some kind of beacon as the girl swam forward to run her hand over the the chrome box.

Unlike before, there is strong energy that emanates from it. So taken aback at the raw energy that moves around the box, she would’ve gasped if not for the aquata breather she now wore. This must have been what the Force had been leading to her to, she realizes with a start.

[ooni-ren]

After the first vision, Ooni was thrown into blackness, hearing several voices. An older man’s voice screaming for someone, “Stardust!” He would call, and a little girl calling back.

A few moments passed where she was thrown through void of the vision, but then Ooni saw two crystals on a desk and an old Jedi repairing a long hilt. Her family’s crest hung on a tapestry against the wall by the man, who turned and looked at her.

“You must be careful with these crystals, young one. They are very fragile,” he told her before smiling and placing two fingers onto her forehead, a common gesture from her home planet, “Your path does not lie with the Dark side.”

[pavilla-ren]

This was no ordinary chest, the girl decided as she ran her hand over it once more. There were no locks or means to open the box, and Pavilla knew that she would have to use the Force to open it. Whatever was inside had to be of importance. Why else would it be in such a contraption as this?

Pavilla moved backwards, extending a hand out towards the box as she summoned the Force to her with practiced ease. Her days aboard the Legacy had been a help in her ability to wield it, after all. The familiar feeling of it wrapping around her fingers was satisfying as she willed the old, rusted chains to fall from the box, the simple things moving aside and falling to the ocean floor with a defeated thump.

With the chains no longer obstructing her view, Pavilla curled her fingers in, three clicks sounding throughout the small chamber as the lid of the chest slowly rose to reveal a some kind of amulet that had odd markings and symbols carved across it’s smooth, gold surface. In the middle there was a red stone that reminded her of fire as it glistened in the sun. She’d read about amulets from one of Kylo Ren’s holobooks, but she wasn’t sure what this one was or what it did as she tentatively took it from its resting place in the middle of the chest.

Something told her that Lord Ren would want this, though she didn’t know why. Without thinking twice, she gingerly places it in her satchel, curious at the strange find but mindful of how the relic might appeal to her master as she turns around and swims out of the small crevice in the wall. Kylo Ren liked to collect things, as it seemed.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was jerked out of the old Jedi’s room and before she knew it, she was before a middle-aged Sith woman who was polishing the double-bladed saber. She sat on a fancy throne in a familiar castle and looked down to Ooni, “Do not listen to him, he knows not the extent of the power this weapon has. Come to the Dark side, continue on the path you walk, child. You will find unspeakable power if you push the Light away.”

[pavilla-ren]

Taking care not to brush along the rough edges of the rock, Pavilla wriggled out of the small crack she’d come through.

Almost as soon as she’d pulled herself out, a shrill screech echoed throughout the cavern once more, the girl’s heart beginning to pound against her chest at the closeness to the origin of the noise as she kicked her legs faster to get out of the cave she’d entered.

“Kriff,” she thought. She needed to get out of here, else she had a nagging feeling that something very bad would happen to her.

Something stirred behind her, the sound of electricity and live wires crackling very loud as the girl’s heart raced, her legs beginning to burn from her efforts of trying to evade whatever was trailing behind her.

Fear threatened to wrap around her as it crawled along her spine when she sensed a large creature was following her, but she refused to allow that. She had gone against worse than this and told herself she would not go down to some measly sea creature. She was a proud Praetorian Guard and apprentice to Kylo Ren, and she would be damned if she didn’t fight and make good on her training.

The noise came again, the darkness that surrounded her slowly dissipating as she made her exit into the open space of the metal grotto.

When she turned around, her eyes widened as she took in the creature that slithered like a snake toward her, only it wasn’t a snake. It looked to resemble a  electric eel that was the size of six or so X-Wings, she realized as she readied herself to fight.

[ooni-ren]

Finally, Ooni was cast at the feet of another Force user. This one, should could not determine the alignment of. They helped her to her feet, she was shaking, she realized. The Force user was wearing a cowl and presented her with the saber, “Don’t be alarmed. I’m not here to give you a definition of your future. That is for you to decide, little one. I was put in the same place once, and I chose a different path. Now that the saber is to be remade, I want you to chose your own way of using it.”

“Who…Who are all of you?” Ooni asked, clearly confused.

“We are the previous masters of this precious weapon, I’m sure you know now that it was passed down in your family. Many different people have had the responsibility of wielding this saber, but I don’t believe any of them have honored it better than those who chose to use it to keep the balance,” the Force user replied, “Put it back together. You will see what it can do, after that, it is up to you how you chose to use its power.”

[pavilla-ren]

It would be difficult to battle in the water, but Pavilla was resolved in her determination and willingness to fight. If there was anything she could do, combat would be it.. She’d always enjoyed that even when she was young, the satisfaction of victory and superiority over another as well as the thrall of combat being things she could never get over.

Though she should have been scared that she was about to face such a giant life form, she was not. Instead, she found her adrenaline coursing through her in anticipation of the fight she knew was coming, a knowing smirk peeking at the edges of her lips as she grips at the lightsaber and moves it in front of her, taunting the creature as light blue bolts of electricity ran down its body when it came closer and closer to the girl who remained still near the floor of grotto.

Waiting until the creature was only a few feet away, the girl pushed off the ground to turn upside down once she had moved out of the way of its open jaws, swiftly running her lightsaber through its right eye as it screamed in pain, its body wriggling to the side as she turned the weapon off, only igniting it once more as she pierced the cranium of the giant creature, effectively killing it as it went limp and fell to the ocean floor in defeat.

Pavilla was, if she was being honest with herself, disappointed in how easy it had been to kill the monster, her moment of victory suddenly interrupted when she caught movement out of the corner of her eye.

Turning around to look at the cave she’d just come from, she spotted another electric eel, this one two times the size of the one she’d just fought.

A part of her was excited at the prospect of being able to battle such a large creature, her muscles instinctively loosening as she prepared herself again to fight.

“Let’s go, volt brain,” she thought to herself.

Like she’d done the first time, she waited until the creature was only a meter or so away from her until she extended a hand, effectively freezing it place as she moved under its mouth, running a line from one side of its jaw to the other with her lightsaber as she watched its eyes roll to the back of its head. It, too, joined the first monster she’d defeated on the floor, the girl relishing in her victory and how easy it was becoming to use the Force.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni’s eyes opened and she felt woozy. Her body had drifted closer to the dead pilot’s over the course of the vision. She wildly scrabbed to get away from the skeleton, crystal still in hand. She heard Pavilla calling into the Force bond to her, but didn’t quite make out what her friend was saying. Everything was still muddled, like she was behind a sheet of glass. Her reactions were delayed, as well. She began to come out of the daze from the vision when she heard the loud crashes and roaring from outside the X-Wing.

“The fuck?” she thought to herself, before getting an idea. She untied the crystal in her hair and touched it to the crystal from the pilot. The new crystal began to glow and a golden hue crept across its surface. Ooni felt a buzz go through her hands and her body jerked as a burst of energy surged through her. She noticed dark, swishing masses outside of the X-Wing. “Kriff,” Ooni thought.

The crystals began to almost burn her fingertips as they bonded, warmth running up through her veins as the energy flowed through her. She noticed blue swirls forming on her fingers, creeping up her hand and her right arm, etching trails into her skin. Then something hit the ship.

Ooni was smacked into wall of the ship, her aquata-breather breaking and dislodging, falling soundlessly to the floor. She panicked and instantly began to try to swim out of the X-Wing, getting halfway to the exit before she was greeted by the ugly face of an eel jarring the ship and trying to swim in, jaws gnashing. Terror struck a deep chord through her and Ooni surprised herself with how fast she jumped into her own defense. She returned the crystals, now bonded together, to the pocket of her suit.

Ooni reached out with the arm covered in blue swirls and concentrated her energy, and she realized she was able to breathe, a strange calm washing over her even as the creature was inches away from her face. Before she had time to process, she felt a gathering of energy at her fingertips and closed her eyes, pushing and releasing the energy.

Suddenly, the monster was across the ship, lodged in the wall. Another eel approached from the side of the ship as Ooni quickly swam out. Her mind hazed over as the surge of power overtook her within seconds. The eel sprung and Ooni’s strangely familiar power benefitted her again as she saw the eel’s body implode.  

She felt her entire body jerk forward this time and she saw the eel had been maimed into a pulp before her with just one hit from her power. It’s disgusting blood filled the water and Ooni was frantic, feeling the energy level she had obtained depleting rapidly. She tried to make her way to the surface…

[pavilla-ren]

Wanting to make sure that she had purged the area of any threat, Pavilla closed her eyes as she clipped her lightsaber to her belt.

She could sense Ooni’s distress flare from their bond, the feeling spreading through her like wildfire as she tried to remain in control of her own emotions. Her friend was in trouble, and Pavilla knew she needed to help Ooni.

There were two more that were headed Pavilla’s way, her eyes shooting open when she sensed an additional pair of creatures moving at an incredibly fast speed to Ooni, who was above her.

This time, Pavilla could not ward off the fear and worry as she tried to swim upward to help her friend, unable to move much more as the two monsters wailed when they closed the distance and circled her as blue arcs of electricity shot off the sea creatures as they slowly edged closer to Pavilla.

She would have cursed if not for the aquata breather, for she was unable to help her friend in the midst of the two giant creatures that had now come for her.  

She watched them circle her, each one eyeing her as if she were nothing but a grain of sand. Pavilla knew she could handle herself, but she didn’t know what had become of Ooni. Her friend’s Force Signature had gone silent since she’d first felt Ooni’s distress, worry setting in as she tried to contact Ooni through the Force.

“Ooni, if you can hear me… you’re in danger. Please, wherever you are, you need to get out of here!” Pavilla cried out as she called to her friend, desperately hoping Ooni would heed her message.

No sooner had she sent the message than one of the giant creatures suddenly dove under her while another shot straight up as the girl watched them both turn around, each shooting straight toward her as blue sparks ran across their backs. They were even larger than the second creature she’d killed, but her resolve remained strong as she allowed her emotions to strengthen her. Their jaws opening in unison, Pavilla closed her eyes, extending both arms out as she allowed her anger and excitement from the battle to siddle through her.

Only when she opened her eyes did she viciously hurtle the Force above and below her, effectively causing each creature to stop in their tracks to convulse violently as she chuckled inwardly to herself.

What a pitiful excuse for life forms, she thought as she tightened her hold on them, throwing each into each other and down onto a jagged rock that ran both of them through.

Blood soon colors the area around Pavilla as it oozes from the lifeless masses below her, her vision tinted red as she inspects her bag to ensure its contents are safe as she begins to make her way upward. The blood will probably attract other creatures if I stick around, she thought.

Reaching out with the Force once more, she finally relaxed when she could no longer sense any other creatures in the area. Pavilla knew that Ooni had taken care of the two that had come after her as well, for she could not sense the two that had been heading toward her friend any longer.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni used the last of her power to rocket towards the surface, feeling her body unable to process the water once more. She took a huge gasp of air when she felt her body break through the water and into the air. 

Ooni grimaced as she realized she overdid the surge on the jump and tried to land her feet. When she did, she felt very satisfied until a wave of exhausted swept over her and the world dipped and swayed. She decided to sit down for a moment before she fell and cracked open her head.

[pavilla-ren]

It turned out that finding an exit had been easier than she thought. Pavilla was quick to find a gaping hole near the top of the ship where she’d first made her descent, the blood filled water she’d been swimming in slow to dissipate as she swam through the now clear water before she broke the surface.

She took off the aquata breather, relishing in the feel of the cool air against her face as she took a deep breath. Her first thought was to find Ooni, for her friend’s Force Signature was still silent through the Force.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni felt like she was about to fall asleep, energy completely sapped. She leaned back against the rusty metal, not caring about the russet flakes that were probably going to end up in her hair. She noticed the dark blue swirls going up her right hand and arm had not faded.

She spotted Pavilla a ways across the ship and called to her in a very tired state, “Pav! Check out my fresh ink!” Ooni held up her arm and waved it for a few seconds to get Pavilla’s attention before had to put it down from tiredness.

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

There’s something in the water…

The Force is telling me that there are buried objects off the Scarif shoreline. Some of them possess strange power. Others could be quite valuable.

I invite everyone to take a swim and look for these hidden gems.

In other words, get the hell off the beach so Rey @dating-rey-of-jakku and I can be alone.

[ooni-ren]

Yes, sir! @pavilla-ren, do you want to look for cool stuff in the shipwrecks?

[pavilla-ren]

I thought you’d never ask, @ooni-ren !! I’ve been wanting to go do that since we got here !

[ooni-ren]

Ooni and @pavilla-ren are drawn to the seas when ordered to leave the beach by Kylo Ren.

“Look at all these wrecks, there must have been something here for them to crash into, maybe there’s a cave  in the water somewhere?” Ooni pointed to the various hunks of misshapen, rusty ship parts poking out of the water.

[pavilla-ren]

Pavilla sprints ahead of Ooni @ooni-ren, relishing in the feel of the warm rays of the sun as the crisp air brushes along her face and the two span the length the beach. Releasing a breath as she puts a hand over her eyes to squint at the view before her, she exclaims, “I’m sensing something… I don’t know what, but it definitely seems to be coming from that direction!”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni got out her spray-on sunblock, “Just in case,” she told Pavilla @pavilla-ren  as she sprayed the sunscreen on her arms. “I sense something there too, from the sound of the way the wind is whistling, I think that big cliff-structure is hollow.” Ooni sprayed some more sunblock on her hands and began to rub it on her shoulders and neck. Afterword, she rubbed some on her face and offered the sunblock to Pavilla.

[pavilla-ren]

Taking the sunblock from Ooni @ooni-ren, Pavilla applied it to her arms as well. Nodding as she motions to the remnants of imperial and rebel ships that lay at rest in distance, she replies,” Do you want to go see some of the wrecks out there? I think there could be some good finds as no one has really been here since the whole incident with the Death Star plans that happened here decades ago.” “Of course,” she shrugs,” smugglers and treasure hunters could have already raided the place, but who knows what could still be here!”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni nodded, switching on her metal detector and plopping her sunhat on her head, “Let’s do this thing!” Ooni began to lead the way, letting the waves lap over her feet as she walked. She had a pair of sandals in her bag, but decided she wouldn’t put them on until they had to walk on rocks. She’d always loved the feeling of the cool water around her ankles as a child, “I really have missed the beach… There’s just something about it today, Pav @pavilla-ren, I don’t know what. I just feel like I’m supposed to be here.”

[pavilla-ren]

Arching a brow, she curiously looked over at her companion,” You feel like it’s pulling you toward it, don’t you?” The feeling of the cool water that washes over her feet as the soft sand envelops them is not lost on her, though. She has never felt anything like this before and finds that she likes it. Talking more to herself than to Ooni @ooni-ren, she confesses,” I think I know what you’re getting at, Ooni. There’s something about this place to me as well… it’s like I almost feel drawn here despite never having been to a beach, before. It’s strange, isn’t it?”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni scrunches her toes in the sand as she walks, breathing in the salty sea air, “The ocean does that to people. We used to come to the beach a lot, my family and I. That was before things changed, but it was fun. I never knew how much I’d appreciate the sea until all I had to look at outside my window was the black void of space.” They approach the entrance and Ooni leaned her metal detector against the cave wall before getting her sandals out of her bag.

[pavilla-ren]

Moving her gaze downward as she dips her head, she tries to keep the memories of her childhood from replaying in her head as the two girls walk along the jetty, the cool water suddenly feeling icy as it lapped at Pavilla’s feet. The memories that most had of childhood were not what she had, for hers left her hollow and numb for what had been cruelly stolen from her. Watching the slow rise and fall of the water, Pavilla somberly tells her companion,” I never knew my family. They were killed by Luke Skywalker.” She stops to take another breath, her vision blurring as a lone tear trails down her cheek. She shouldn’t be telling Ooni this, she knows, but she feels comfortable with her new friend. That is more than she can say for anyone else she’s met in her life. She’s never really had anyone to call a friend, anyway. Shaking her head, she gives Ooni @ooni-ren an apologetic look,” I’m sorry, Ooni. That just kind of… came out.” She finishes as she wipes at another tear.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was a bit surprised, nonetheless she felt compassion for her sister in arms. Ooni put her arm around Pavilla, feeling the churning sadness coming from her friend, much like the waves that pushed against the rocks ahead of them. The pull of the Force in this area must be impacting her, Ooni thought. She felt some tugging on her own heartstrings, but pushed the memories away.

“I’m so sorry Pavilla, I wasn’t aware of your situation… Is that why you joined the First Order? And you don’t have to be sorry for anything, it’s good to talk about things like that. It’s not good to keep those feelings in all the time,” Ooni replied, grabbing her metal detector again.

[pavilla-ren]

Taken aback at the sudden act of kindness, Pavilla goes rigid for a moment, settling into the comfort her friend offered her as Ooni’s gentle words lightly fall over the girl.

Sighing, Pavilla thinks over the many reasons why she’d joined the First Order. There were so many reasons, but that was one was the strongest next to her desire to learn the ways of the Force and find her purpose in life.

Drawing her brows together, she tries to think of what she should say to her sister in arms. What if Ooni thought her to be strange or weak?

Shaking her head, she finds her voice as softly replies,” I… I joined because I thought I would find my purpose, here. My grandfather… He told me to find Kylo Ren. He told me that once I found him, I would find people like me. That I would find out what I was meant to do and that I would be able to avenge myself and my family.”

[ooni-ren]

“He was right, then. That’s what we were put here to do. I feel a strong pull to the Force here, I think it may be evoking some powerful emotions in both of us. I think our ancestors wanted us to come here,” Ooni replied, gesturing to the jetty in front of them and the beach around them.

[pavilla-ren]

Taking a deep breath as she pushes away the feelings that run through her, she notices a large rocky mass far out onto the sea, a strange sensation falling over the girl as she feels the familiar presence of the Force course through her. “…Yeah, you’re right, Ooni.” She pauses as the sensation ebbs throughout the girl just as the waves around her do. It takes her a moment to center her bearings, following the strange pull to the rocky mass ahead of them. “I think we should get going, now.” She reluctantly tells her companion. Pavilla, unsure of what to say, remains silent as she follows the strange pull. Ooni @ooni-ren lead the way across the jetty, tense and noticeably careful as she chose which rocks to step upon. There were several many crashed ships sticking out of the water of varying sizes and shapes. The biggest one was farther out into the sea, a destroyer, it looked like. The ship was half-submerged in the inky, dark sea. It looked like the destroyer had crashed into what used to be Scarif’s archive building according to the map on the com they had brought with them. Pavilla and Ooni’s thoughts buzzed as they considered the potential of what they could find in the wreckage.

[ooni-ren]

“Look, Pav, it’s a destroyer! It seems to have crashed into the archive building, and now all of that stuff is under the water. Let’s try to find a way in, I brought aquata breathers. We can swim down there and find some artifacts from the ancient Force-users that used to be here. I bet they’ve got tons of stuff, it’s just below the surface!” Ooni babbled excitedly and pointed to the ship.

Even with her excitement, Ooni felt a dark presence around them. There were so many ships… Too many to be a simple battle, and there was something eerie about the air of the place. It was broad daylight, but Ooni felt as if she was approaching an abandoned building.

[pavilla-ren]

“Wait, Ooni-“ Pavilla holds out a hand to stop Ooni @ooni-ren from following her in, realizing it is too dark to proceed. “I have something else in mind, actually. I think we could use some gear that only Kylo @dating-kylo-ren has access to. I saw some of it in his personal storage when I returned from Al’Doleem,” she says. Closing her eyes to call to her master, she asks,”Kylo, if you can hear me, can you help us?”

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

I hear you @pavilla-ren

Hmm. Sounds like you and @ooni-ren could use some help.

I’m sending you a supply drop with two Lightsabers. They have underwater mods and were taken from the corpse of a foolish Jedi Master.

I’m also sending you soda and a porg and pineapple pizza. Get to work.

[ooni-ren]

“THANKS DAD @dating-kylo-ren!” Ooni yelled into the Force bond she had also tuned into before turning to Pavilla, “Porg and pineapple pizza! That’s one of my favorites.”

[pavilla-ren]

Nodding as a smirk peeks at the edges of her lips, she loudly calls out,” Thank you, Papa Ren!” She doesn’t look to see how her master @dating-kylo-ren will react to being named such a thing, but tries, unsuccessfully, to hide the small bout of laughter as she senses the amusement rolling off of her companion @ooni-ren in waves

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

You’re not children and don’t call me ‘Papa’ like I’m some Imperial Science Officer Hack.

I think you’ve both been in the sun too long.

Eat and rehydrate. You can go exploring once you sound less delirious.

[pavilla-ren]

After finishing their meal and collecting the gear that Kylo Ren had left them, the girls climb around the last remaining rocks, coming to stop as they stand before a triangular shape jutting from the sands that is twice as tall as them. It casts a large and foreboding shadow over them, each slowly moving closer to the jagged, torn opening on the underside of the ship that looks as though a lightsaber cut through it.

The opening is just wide enough for each of them to pass through at a time, and darkness shrouds Pavilla as she slides past the entrance, the only source of light filtering through the gap in the wall.

There is an ominous feeling that slowly creeps over the girl, the hairs on the back of her neck standing up as she tries to get her bearings in the darkness that wraps around her.

Her hand instinctively moving to the her hip to grab for her Riot Baton, she momentarily forgets that she is not in her usual attire, her fingers nonetheless unclipping the foreign, old saber hilt from its place by a holster strapped to her hip.

The saber that she now holds is not her own, the girl closing her eyes as she remembers the familiar visions and dreams of a blade as black as night that is flecked and shrouded by white.

Shaking her head, she ignites the blade, the dark space soon covered in blue light that reminds her of the water that now churns violently against the fallen ship.

She’d always hated the color of blue.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni walks into the old ship and the instant creaking noises chased by the ominous breeze that wafted through the ship’s rusty, twisting body instantly had her heart rate speeding up. Ooni switched on her flashlight and shone it around, suspicious of the stability of the metal they walked upon. The broken angles of metal twisted like maimed limbs, and when she took another step forward, the ship gave a loud groan. Ooni thought of a dying person with broken bones jutting out, moaning as death pressed them to move on from their worldly body. Ooni shuddered.

“Pav, I don’t like this. Why is the Force calling us here? This place seems dangerous…” Ooni whispered. Why she was whispering, she didn’t know. No one else was there, but it seemed like the sort of situation where one would want to whisper. Perhaps that was the effect the dark had on her. She walked deeper into the ship, finding a sturdy panel that lead up. She walked upwards and began to notice several smaller ships around them. By the looks of things, many resistance ships were jammed through the hull of the destroyer. Ooni was able to put two and two together once she saw an old helmet floating in the cockpit of a crushed X-Wing that blocked the way.

“Pavilla…These pilots crashed into the destroyer. This was a suicide mission,” Ooni choked out.

[pavilla-ren]

The saber casts an almost eerie glow upon her surroundings, strange shadows seeming to follow her as she moves about. The sounds of the waves that crash against the decrepit, broken ship and creaks of the old floorboards under her feet soon die out as the girl allows the Force to guide her along.

Pavilla finds herself moving through an alcove that she would’ve missed if not for the familiar pull of the Force, her feet almost moving on their own as she treads up a ramp that leads to what looks to be a small room up ahead. The metal beneath her hisses as she steps upon it, a small pang of fear striking her chest when she dips her head to look down.

It is not lost on her that below the ramp is a pit of darkness that she knows she will not survive if she were to lose her footing and fall, but she doesn’t care. She keeps moving despite her better senses that are screaming at her to get away, refusing to give in it them. The Force was calling her here. She could feel it.

Suddenly Pavilla hears a voice. Or rather, a combination of multiple voices into one that call her name. It echoes around her, the girl so taken aback at the onset of it that she jerks her head in the direction from which the voices had whispered her name.

It had come from the small room that is only a few steps ahead, and where she should have felt fear, it had gone away. It had been just as fleeting as the wind that now howled outside of the ship that screamed at its trespassers.

Taking a deep breath, the girl continued on until she took in what must have been an armory. Shelves that spanned the length of the room lined each wall, blasters of every sort and make abandoned as they sat unused amongst each and every rack. Her hand, almost as if being compelled by another force to move, rises toward a blaster called the Westar-35.

Pavilla doesn’t know how she knows the name of the weapon, but she absent-mindedly runs her hand over the space above it, a strange sensation passing over the girl as she does.

She does not hear her companion’s warning, for the two had separated and gone to two different sides of the war-torn ship. So when her hand finally lowers to touch the weapon, it is too late.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was busy looking at some mysterious and unsettling-looking claw marks on the wall of the ship when something didn’t seem right. Pavilla had gone in the other direction, but suddenly

Ooni had a sinking feeling in her stomach. Almost like a cat smelling the fear scent of it’s prey, Ooni could sense her friend’s distress. There was definitely something wrong, so Ooni decided to backtrack a bit, going towards the direction Pavilla had.

She got slapped in the face by a stray wire that came loose, but she brushed it off and kept going, “Pavilla?” Ooni called, hearing her voice echo in the damp cavern that the destroyer’s half-sunken shell had formed.

She heard another creaking noise coming from below her and a swishing sound in the water near the mouth of the entrance. It was like the Force did not want her to discover where her friend had gone, but Ooni pressed on. She couldn’t help but feel like something was wrong. She made it farther and picked up where Pavilla had been headed right before she heard a loud thud. Ooni broke into a run.

[pavilla-ren]

Flashes of black and white paired with high pitched screams and the familiar sounds of blaster fire take hold of her senses, for it is as if Pavilla is watching some kind of old holovid and at first, she doesn’t understand what she’s seeing. 

Dark shapes dot her vision, several rising from sands as white as the moon to resemble people, each with blasters in hand as her vision clears to watch the Battle of Scarif unfold.

It only takes Pavilla a moment to understand what had happened. She’d touched an old weapon in the armory that the Force had led her to, and now the Force was showing her segments of the past. It was showing her what had happened here.

There is a man who looks aged by years of battle, his greyed hair matching the long white cape that adorns him as he angrily orders TIE fighters to the beach where rogue rebels have landed and launched an assault as explosions dot the area behind him.

She sees the rebels fall one by one, each dying a brutal and horrifying death, the cries of agony and pain tearing through it all from voices indiscernible despite what she watches before her.

Blackened masses lay abandoned on sand stained with blood, the acrid stench of death filling her nose as the image changes and she sees what must have been the Battle of Scarif.

The scene shifts as Pavilla watches a familiar ship leave a command tower, it’s contents filled with relics and lost artifacts of the Sith and Jedi. She doesn’t have to think twice to know that the ships that kamikaze into the Star Destroyer one by one are Rebel ships, the Star Destroyer that Pavilla is now on eventually being brought down to the ocean after being pelted and hit by sixty X-Wings and a unyielding barrages of cannon fire.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni eventually locates the room Pavilla is in, igniting her blade and looking around to make sure her friend was not attacked before realizing that they were the only two there. It was the armory. Ooni sheathed her saber and knelt by Pavilla’s side, noticing she was shaking. Ooni’s blood ran cold, she pulled Pavilla’s head into her arms, not wanting her to get a concussion, “Pavilla? You with me?”

[pavilla-ren]

The scene shifts a final time, the environment fading to that of a console room with a viewport before a dark sky that is full of stars. There are two men that stand before the viewport, each clad in black.

One has his arms crossed as if he is thinking of something, deep and heavy breaths sounding from some kind of mechanized breathing apparatus that Pavilla knows to be a trademark of the legendary Sith, Darth Vader.

Beside him stands the man that had visited her on her ship following the days she had defected from the Resistance, his old and raspy voice echoing throughout the room,” See to it that you get those plans, apprentice… Make certain that your work and sacrifice will not have been in vain…”

A cruel bout of laughter falls from Sheev Palpatine’s aged lips after that as he turns, his topaz eyes fixing on hers as everything near him begins to fade away.

Extending a hand and pointing to Pavilla, his tone darkens in amusement when he speaks to his only granddaughter and last surviving descendant.

“And you, my young heiress,” He hisses as he hobbles closer to the girl before stopping in front of her to widen his grin,” you must awaken. Awaken, young heiress, to take what is yours and fulfill your destiny.”

At that, she is embraced by darkness once more.

[ooni-ren]

“Pavilla? Oh gosh…” Ooni opened up her com and began punching in a distress call, “Please wake up…”

[pavilla-ren]

Pavilla’s eyes snap open as she shoots up, one hand finding purchase on the floor beneath her while the other clutches at her chest as she breathes heavily. Not sure where she is, she looks around the dark space, not remembering where she’d been or what she’d been doing for a few moments.

She doesn’t register the movement of her companion beside her until Ooni calls her name, hesitance and…was it fear that marked her features as she quirked her head at Pavilla?

“Ooni? What happened to me? Where did you go? Where are we?”  

[ooni-ren]

Ooni stops typing in the emergency code and puts her com down when she sees her friend beginning to stir.

She rehearses in her head the protocol for emergencies, “Pavilla? Oh thank gosh you’re awake… I was walking in the other direction, I should have stayed closer to you. We’re on the mission, remember? In the sunken ship?”

Ooni surely hoped Pavilla wasn’t seriously hurt, but something told her the occurrence was largely Force-related and left her friend mostly unharmed. At least, physically, she was.

[pavilla-ren]

Releasing a deep breath, Pavilla moves a hand to her temple as she wills herself to recall the events leading up to the vision.

She’d been with Ooni, her friend. They’d found a fallen ship among a jetty, the Force drawing Pavilla as she’d lead Ooni to it. The two girls had then started to search the ship in their curiosity. She remembered it all, now.

Moving to stand up, the girl has to put a hand to the wall to catch herself, the room around slowly spinning as she tries to focus her vision.

Shaking her head to her companion, she tentatively replied,” Yes, I remember. I’m fine…”

She trails off when she notices the knowing look her friend gives her, instantly making Pavilla feel guilty for leaving her.

“I’m sorry, Ooni. I shouldn’t have left you either. It’s just… I think I attuned myself too strongly to the Force. I let it lead me here and, well… I had a vision. I know what happened here. The Force showed me.”

[ooni-ren]

“What did the Force show you? Maybe you should sit down for a moment,” Ooni replied.

“Do you want to go home, Pav? You look really shaken up, I thought we were having a seizure or something. I can talk to Lord Ren… He might understand if I explain what happened.” Ooni still felt the Force’s presence calling her, lower, this time. Towards the water.

But she wasn’t about to stick around on this creepy ship if her friend was negatively affected. She would only go on if Pavilla was ready.

[pavilla-ren]

“No, Ooni. Lord Ren doesn’t need to know about this.”

Her mind was clear of that as she spoke, her friend quick to see the sincerity to which Pavilla spoke as her gaze pierced Ooni’s with conviction.

Pavilla moves away from the wall, ignoring the way the room sways around her as she takes a step back. She has to keep moving, she decides.

Inaction was weakness in her mind, so she would not yield.

Considering her friend, she decided to confide in her and tell Ooni what she’d seen as she thinks back to the vision,” The Force showed me what happened here.”

She gestures to the room around her,” This ship… it was carrying relics and old artifacts of the Sith and Jedi when this system was attacked by the rebels in the Battle of Scarif. That’s why you saw so many destroyed ships around the bay,” Pavilla confessed.

Pavilla watches as Ooni’s look of concern grows, her brows drawing together as she thinks over what Pavilla has just told her.

It is lost on Pavilla why Ooni seems so perturbed, but she wants to help rid her friend of the feeling.

She gives a light smile to her friend, hoping that her companion will understand,” I’m fine,Ooni, really. Don’t worry!”

Turning away from Ooni, Pavilla’s vision catches the blaster she’d touched. She only considers it for a second, her hand moving to take the blaster from it’s abandoned place on the shelf as she clips it to her belt.

“Come on, Ooni, let’s get going,” She declared with more confidence than she felt.

[ooni-ren]

The Knight slowly got up, a bit suspicious of the air that had been created by the ordeal. But… Pavilla wanted to keep going, she seemed eager to keep exploring, even after likely being sore from taking such a hard fall on the floor. Ooni was swayed mostly by the fact that the Force had seemed to want to keep them there and also by the ongoing pull to the lower region of the ship.

“Alright, if you’re sure… Just, let me know if something else happens and you want to go. Lord Ren won’t have it if one of us dies or something,” Ooni remarked uneasily. She tightened her grip on the flashlight she brought and slung her pack over her shoulder.

“Let’s get out of this room, it’s giving me the creeps,” Ooni added.

[pavilla-ren]

Trying to keep her wonted playfulness in mind, Pavilla looked back at her friend, her usual grin on her face as she joked,” It’s just an old armory, Ooni… What, are you afraid these blasters are going to move from their places and follow you around?”

If she was being honest with herself, though, this place was definitely one that made her feel uneasy, but she wasn’t about to admit that to Ooni and worry her friend more than she already had.

The girl feels the familiar pull of the Force once more as she regains her bearings and the room she walks through no longer sways or spins as she moves, allowing its presence to move around her as it guides her again. It seemed that the Force wanted to show her something else, she mused.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni shook her head, “It’s not the blasters, it’s just the whole place has got this ominous feel to it. Like when you go to a cemetery, but worse.”

Ooni was the first one out of the room and noticed there were some collapsed panels that lead to the middle of the ship, from how high they were, she could see where the submerged part of the ship began and where the dry part ended.

 A large X-Wing was impaled right through the wall of the Destroyer a good drop below them, it was on the other side of the ship and it was very hard to see in the dark, but the reflective stickers were blinding as the flashlight’s glare raked across them.

“I think the Force wants me to go into that rebel ship, Pavilla. I keep feeling like I have to look at it or something… Can we go down there?” Ooni turned to her friend.

[pavilla-ren]

Moving to stand beside her friend, Pavilla looked on in wonderment at the destruction that was before her.

The vision she’d seen replays in her mind, the girl astounded at how much chaos and death had brought about the fate of the system and ship she was now on. Her grandfather, Sheev Palpatine, had been involved. She knew that to be true as she looked around the metal cavern at smaller X-Wings and dark, gaping holes in the walls.

When Ooni speaks, Pavilla can discern the curiosity paired with need that Ooni has to go  to the rebel ship. The Force was leading her companion there, she knew. If anyone understood the pull of the Force, it was Pavilla.

Nodding in agreement to Ooni, she answers,”Yes, we can go. I’ll follow behind you.”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni carefully chose her path down to where water met steel, giving a yelp as one of the steel panels gave way under her.

She ended up sliding down the rest of the way, which was luckily only a few feet. She stood up with disgust and tried to wipe the algae off of her pants to no avail, “Pavilla, you okay back there? We probably should have brought jet packs or something, it’s gonna be a karking pain to get out of here.”

Ooni reached into her bag and grabbed an aquata breather, “Maker… I sure hope there aren’t any really dangerous fish in these parts, I don’t see anything around here, though. Maybe we should check just to be safe.”

[pavilla-ren]

“OONI!”

Pavilla watched as her friend descended, fear gripping her as the floor gave out under Ooni and she disappeared into the chasm of water below with a splash.

It was only when Pavilla heard her friend cursing below that she released a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding, shaking her head at her friend’s clumsiness. It was just like Ooni to fall hundreds of feet and worry about a kriffing jet pack.

With a relieved sigh, she called out,” We’ll be fine, although I don’t see any fish or anything that would be a problem for us, water girl!”

With that, Pavilla jumps from the metal ledge and finds herself in the water after falling a few meters.

When she surfaces, she holds up one hand to reflexively catch the aquata breather her friend had thrown for her. Scanning her surroundings, she finds Ooni near an X-Wing that was lodged into wall just a little ways ahead of her. 

“Good luck, Ooni. I hope you find whatever it is that the Force is leading you to,” Pavilla calls out, her attention soon seized by the familiar tug of the Force. It seemed to want her to go down towards the ocean floor. 

Very well, Pavilla mused. She was determined to follow it. 

[ooni-ren]

Ooni had grabbed another aquata breather from the bag and put it on. She had also taken care to tuck her bag into a nook and put a small electric flare down to signal where her stuff was. Not that it mattered much anyway, she was bringing her waterproof com and flashlight, the only things that remained in the bag were an extra blaster and a bottle of water. She had tried to save an extra slice of pizza for later, but ended up eating it before she and Pavilla had split up earlier.

The Knight took a deep breath and dove into the water, keeping her flashlight on in front of her. The small ship was twisted up and Ooni couldn’t even see what had become of the cockpit. She swam around to the back and decided to enter in from that way. After taking a moment to compose herself, she used the Force to open the door of the ship and swam in, avoiding any wires that stuck out of place.

[pavilla-ren]

When Ooni disappeared under the water, Pavilla put on her own aquata breather as she unclipped the lightsaber from her belt.

She had a feeling she’d need it, soon.

Once the blade hisses to life, the girl dives, the blade doing little to light her way as she makes toward the bottom of the metal encased grotto.

From what she can see, there are various artifacts that lay abandoned on what used to be shelves that line each wall to either side of the girl, reminding her of the armory she’d just come from.

She stops at a row of lightsaber hilts, their kyber crystals long gone. She cannot feel any energy from the any of the hilts as she runs a hand over them.The Force was trying to pull her somewhere, to something, but it wasn’t this.

Continuing her descent, she notices broken pieces of various talismans and amulets, their energies also nonexistent when the girl waves her hand over them.

Shaking her head in annoyment, Pavilla moves downward once more, a glint catching her eye somewhere along the seafloor.  

[ooni-ren]

Ooni swam up to the crushed cockpit and wondered if she should open the door, but the throbbing yank of the Force compelled her to. When she did, she was almost recoiled by the skeleton that was plastered to the broken windshield. However, the deceased pilot’s gloved left hand had a length of string wrapped around the fingers. At the end of said string was a little clear crystal, and Ooni instantly knew that was the source of the pull toward this ship.

The Knight noticed that the purple crystal that was tied to the braid in her hair had began to glow and pull itself towards the clear crystal. Her Supreme Leader’s suspicions had been correct, her first kyber crystal had a twin and here it was. Ooni excitedly reached out to grasp the little crystal that had literally been in the wrong hands…

[pavilla-ren]

Pavilla feels the familiar tug from the Force as it pulls her further downward, her eyeline scanning along the dark floor of the old ship as she swims. The Force clearly wanted her to find something. Of that, she was certain.

The girl only stops at the very bottom, two small, metal masses flashing against the blue light that shines over them. Upon closer inspection, Pavilla realizes they are charms, each so small that they could be fitted to the side of a lightsaber as the girl slowly pulls them from the sand they had been covered by.

One is as red as blood while the other is as blue as the seas of Scarif, metal twining around each stone in circular patterns. They are set against silver metal that wraps around the front of them in thin arrangements. They are beautiful, she thinks as she puts each in the small satchel that is wrapped around her shoulder.

After she ensures that the charms are secure in her bag, she looks around the dark space, allowing the Force to draw her forward toward a large opening in the wall that looked to be a lair of some sort. Suddenly, as if something within the opening sensed her presence, a loud screech sounded, her ears ringing as she grimaced at the noise.

Where there should have been fear, there was none. She has faced worse.

Oh well, she muses, if anything lives in there, I will kill it. For she is not afraid of a measly sea creature.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was not in an X-Wing now. The Force had taken her to a sandy beach, and a man with eyes full of fear and love stood before her. Her body was not her own, she felt as if she was looking through the eyes of someone else. A huge blast sounded in the distance and a giant glowing light lit up the sky, harsh and unforgiving. Her body moved on it’s own and she embraced the man before her. The resonating explosion consumed them.

[pavilla-ren]

Her curiosity getting the better of her, she enters the large opening in the metal wall. It almost looks as if something crashed into it, for there are cracks that creep upwards and around the opening. She pays it no mind as she reaches out with the Force and tries to find what it had been trying to lead her to, her lightsaber doing little to light the way around her as she moves forward.

Pavilla hears the screech again, her head pounding at the onset of it as she rounds a corner. If not for the pull of the Force, she would have missed the small crack in the wall that is big enough only for her to fit through. Her ears still ringing from the sound, she shakes her head in effort to rid herself of the feeling.

Once through, she is met with a metal box, chains encasing and wrapping around it with no noticeable opening to the contraption. The sun’s rays shine upon the box that sits on a pedestal in the room, making it look like some kind of beacon as the girl swam forward to run her hand over the the chrome box.

Unlike before, there is strong energy that emanates from it. So taken aback at the raw energy that moves around the box, she would’ve gasped if not for the aquata breather she now wore. This must have been what the Force had been leading to her to, she realizes with a start.

[ooni-ren]

After the first vision, Ooni was thrown into blackness, hearing several voices. An older man’s voice screaming for someone, “Stardust!” He would call, and a little girl calling back.

A few moments passed where she was thrown through void of the vision, but then Ooni saw two crystals on a desk and an old Jedi repairing a long hilt. Her family’s crest hung on a tapestry against the wall by the man, who turned and looked at her.

“You must be careful with these crystals, young one. They are very fragile,” he told her before smiling and placing two fingers onto her forehead, a common gesture from her home planet, “Your path does not lie with the Dark side.”

[pavilla-ren]

This was no ordinary chest, the girl decided as she ran her hand over it once more. There were no locks or means to open the box, and Pavilla knew that she would have to use the Force to open it. Whatever was inside had to be of importance. Why else would it be in such a contraption as this?

Pavilla moved backwards, extending a hand out towards the box as she summoned the Force to her with practiced ease. Her days aboard the Legacy had been a help in her ability to wield it, after all. The familiar feeling of it wrapping around her fingers was satisfying as she willed the old, rusted chains to fall from the box, the simple things moving aside and falling to the ocean floor with a defeated thump.

With the chains no longer obstructing her view, Pavilla curled her fingers in, three clicks sounding throughout the small chamber as the lid of the chest slowly rose to reveal a some kind of amulet that had odd markings and symbols carved across it’s smooth, gold surface. In the middle there was a red stone that reminded her of fire as it glistened in the sun. She’d read about amulets from one of Kylo Ren’s holobooks, but she wasn’t sure what this one was or what it did as she tentatively took it from its resting place in the middle of the chest.

Something told her that Lord Ren would want this, though she didn’t know why. Without thinking twice, she gingerly places it in her satchel, curious at the strange find but mindful of how the relic might appeal to her master as she turns around and swims out of the small crevice in the wall. Kylo Ren liked to collect things, as it seemed.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was jerked out of the old Jedi’s room and before she knew it, she was before a middle-aged Sith woman who was polishing the double-bladed saber. She sat on a fancy throne in a familiar castle and looked down to Ooni, “Do not listen to him, he knows not the extent of the power this weapon has. Come to the Dark side, continue on the path you walk, child. You will find unspeakable power if you push the Light away.”

[pavilla-ren]

Taking care not to brush along the rough edges of the rock, Pavilla wriggled out of the small crack she’d come through.

Almost as soon as she’d pulled herself out, a shrill screech echoed throughout the cavern once more, the girl’s heart beginning to pound against her chest at the closeness to the origin of the noise as she kicked her legs faster to get out of the cave she’d entered.

“Kriff,” she thought. She needed to get out of here, else she had a nagging feeling that something very bad would happen to her.

Something stirred behind her, the sound of electricity and live wires crackling very loud as the girl’s heart raced, her legs beginning to burn from her efforts of trying to evade whatever was trailing behind her.

Fear threatened to wrap around her as it crawled along her spine when she sensed a large creature was following her, but she refused to allow that. She had gone against worse than this and told herself she would not go down to some measly sea creature. She was a proud Praetorian Guard and apprentice to Kylo Ren, and she would be damned if she didn’t fight and make good on her training.

The noise came again, the darkness that surrounded her slowly dissipating as she made her exit into the open space of the metal grotto.

When she turned around, her eyes widened as she took in the creature that slithered like a snake toward her, only it wasn’t a snake. It looked to resemble a  electric eel that was the size of six or so X-Wings, she realized as she readied herself to fight.

[ooni-ren]

Finally, Ooni was cast at the feet of another Force user. This one, should could not determine the alignment of. They helped her to her feet, she was shaking, she realized. The Force user was wearing a cowl and presented her with the saber, “Don’t be alarmed. I’m not here to give you a definition of your future. That is for you to decide, little one. I was put in the same place once, and I chose a different path. Now that the saber is to be remade, I want you to chose your own way of using it.”

“Who…Who are all of you?” Ooni asked, clearly confused.

“We are the previous masters of this precious weapon, I’m sure you know now that it was passed down in your family. Many different people have had the responsibility of wielding this saber, but I don’t believe any of them have honored it better than those who chose to use it to keep the balance,” the Force user replied, “Put it back together. You will see what it can do, after that, it is up to you how you chose to use its power.”

[pavilla-ren]

It would be difficult to battle in the water, but Pavilla was resolved in her determination and willingness to fight. If there was anything she could do, combat would be it.. She’d always enjoyed that even when she was young, the satisfaction of victory and superiority over another as well as the thrall of combat being things she could never get over.

Though she should have been scared that she was about to face such a giant life form, she was not. Instead, she found her adrenaline coursing through her in anticipation of the fight she knew was coming, a knowing smirk peeking at the edges of her lips as she grips at the lightsaber and moves it in front of her, taunting the creature as light blue bolts of electricity ran down its body when it came closer and closer to the girl who remained still near the floor of grotto.

Waiting until the creature was only a few feet away, the girl pushed off the ground to turn upside down once she had moved out of the way of its open jaws, swiftly running her lightsaber through its right eye as it screamed in pain, its body wriggling to the side as she turned the weapon off, only igniting it once more as she pierced the cranium of the giant creature, effectively killing it as it went limp and fell to the ocean floor in defeat.

Pavilla was, if she was being honest with herself, disappointed in how easy it had been to kill the monster, her moment of victory suddenly interrupted when she caught movement out of the corner of her eye.

Turning around to look at the cave she’d just come from, she spotted another electric eel, this one two times the size of the one she’d just fought.

A part of her was excited at the prospect of being able to battle such a large creature, her muscles instinctively loosening as she prepared herself again to fight.

“Let’s go, volt brain,” she thought to herself.

Like she’d done the first time, she waited until the creature was only a meter or so away from her until she extended a hand, effectively freezing it place as she moved under its mouth, running a line from one side of its jaw to the other with her lightsaber as she watched its eyes roll to the back of its head. It, too, joined the first monster she’d defeated on the floor, the girl relishing in her victory and how easy it was becoming to use the Force.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni’s eyes opened and she felt woozy. Her body had drifted closer to the dead pilot’s over the course of the vision. She wildly scrabbed to get away from the skeleton, crystal still in hand. She heard Pavilla calling into the Force bond to her, but didn’t quite make out what her friend was saying. Everything was still muddled, like she was behind a sheet of glass. Her reactions were delayed, as well. She began to come out of the daze from the vision when she heard the loud crashes and roaring from outside the X-Wing.

“The fuck?” she thought to herself, before getting an idea. She untied the crystal in her hair and touched it to the crystal from the pilot. The new crystal began to glow and a golden hue crept across its surface. Ooni felt a buzz go through her hands and her body jerked as a burst of energy surged through her. She noticed dark, swishing masses outside of the X-Wing. “Kriff,” Ooni thought.

The crystals began to almost burn her fingertips as they bonded, warmth running up through her veins as the energy flowed through her. She noticed blue swirls forming on her fingers, creeping up her hand and her right arm, etching trails into her skin. Then something hit the ship.

Ooni was smacked into wall of the ship, her aquata-breather breaking and dislodging, falling soundlessly to the floor. She panicked and instantly began to try to swim out of the X-Wing, getting halfway to the exit before she was greeted by the ugly face of an eel jarring the ship and trying to swim in, jaws gnashing. Terror struck a deep chord through her and Ooni surprised herself with how fast she jumped into her own defense. She returned the crystals, now bonded together, to the pocket of her suit.

Ooni reached out with the arm covered in blue swirls and concentrated her energy, and she realized she was able to breathe, a strange calm washing over her even as the creature was inches away from her face. Before she had time to process, she felt a gathering of energy at her fingertips and closed her eyes, pushing and releasing the energy.

Suddenly, the monster was across the ship, lodged in the wall. Another eel approached from the side of the ship as Ooni quickly swam out. Her mind hazed over as the surge of power overtook her within seconds. The eel sprung and Ooni’s strangely familiar power benefitted her again as she saw the eel’s body implode.  

She felt her entire body jerk forward this time and she saw the eel had been maimed into a pulp before her with just one hit from her power. It’s disgusting blood filled the water and Ooni was frantic, feeling the energy level she had obtained depleting rapidly. She tried to make her way to the surface…

[pavilla-ren]

Wanting to make sure that she had purged the area of any threat, Pavilla closed her eyes as she clipped her lightsaber to her belt.

She could sense Ooni’s distress flare from their bond, the feeling spreading through her like wildfire as she tried to remain in control of her own emotions. Her friend was in trouble, and Pavilla knew she needed to help Ooni.

There were two more that were headed Pavilla’s way, her eyes shooting open when she sensed an additional pair of creatures moving at an incredibly fast speed to Ooni, who was above her.

This time, Pavilla could not ward off the fear and worry as she tried to swim upward to help her friend, unable to move much more as the two monsters wailed when they closed the distance and circled her as blue arcs of electricity shot off the sea creatures as they slowly edged closer to Pavilla.

She would have cursed if not for the aquata breather, for she was unable to help her friend in the midst of the two giant creatures that had now come for her.  

She watched them circle her, each one eyeing her as if she were nothing but a grain of sand. Pavilla knew she could handle herself, but she didn’t know what had become of Ooni. Her friend’s Force Signature had gone silent since she’d first felt Ooni’s distress, worry setting in as she tried to contact Ooni through the Force.

“Ooni, if you can hear me… you’re in danger. Please, wherever you are, you need to get out of here!” Pavilla cried out as she called to her friend, desperately hoping Ooni would heed her message.

No sooner had she sent the message than one of the giant creatures suddenly dove under her while another shot straight up as the girl watched them both turn around, each shooting straight toward her as blue sparks ran across their backs. They were even larger than the second creature she’d killed, but her resolve remained strong as she allowed her emotions to strengthen her. Their jaws opening in unison, Pavilla closed her eyes, extending both arms out as she allowed her anger and excitement from the battle to siddle through her.

Only when she opened her eyes did she viciously hurtle the Force above and below her, effectively causing each creature to stop in their tracks to convulse violently as she chuckled inwardly to herself.

What a pitiful excuse for life forms, she thought as she tightened her hold on them, throwing each into each other and down onto a jagged rock that ran both of them through.

Blood soon colors the area around Pavilla as it oozes from the lifeless masses below her, her vision tinted red as she inspects her bag to ensure its contents are safe as she begins to make her way upward. The blood will probably attract other creatures if I stick around, she thought.

Reaching out with the Force once more, she finally relaxed when she could no longer sense any other creatures in the area. Pavilla knew that Ooni had taken care of the two that had come after her as well, for she could not sense the two that had been heading toward her friend any longer.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni used the last of her power to rocket towards the surface, feeling her body unable to process the water once more. She took a huge gasp of air when she felt her body break through the water and into the air. 

Ooni grimaced as she realized she overdid the surge on the jump and tried to land her feet. When she did, she felt very satisfied until a wave of exhausted swept over her and the world dipped and swayed. She decided to sit down for a moment before she fell and cracked open her head.

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

There’s something in the water…

The Force is telling me that there are buried objects off the Scarif shoreline. Some of them possess strange power. Others could be quite valuable.

I invite everyone to take a swim and look for these hidden gems.

In other words, get the hell off the beach so Rey @dating-rey-of-jakku and I can be alone.

[ooni-ren]

Yes, sir! @pavilla-ren, do you want to look for cool stuff in the shipwrecks?

[pavilla-ren]

I thought you’d never ask, @ooni-ren !! I’ve been wanting to go do that since we got here !

[ooni-ren]

Ooni and @pavilla-ren are drawn to the seas when ordered to leave the beach by Kylo Ren.

“Look at all these wrecks, there must have been something here for them to crash into, maybe there’s a cave  in the water somewhere?” Ooni pointed to the various hunks of misshapen, rusty ship parts poking out of the water.

[pavilla-ren]

Pavilla sprints ahead of Ooni @ooni-ren, relishing in the feel of the warm rays of the sun as the crisp air brushes along her face and the two span the length the beach. Releasing a breath as she puts a hand over her eyes to squint at the view before her, she exclaims, “I’m sensing something… I don’t know what, but it definitely seems to be coming from that direction!”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni got out her spray-on sunblock, “Just in case,” she told Pavilla @pavilla-ren  as she sprayed the sunscreen on her arms. “I sense something there too, from the sound of the way the wind is whistling, I think that big cliff-structure is hollow.” Ooni sprayed some more sunblock on her hands and began to rub it on her shoulders and neck. Afterword, she rubbed some on her face and offered the sunblock to Pavilla.

[pavilla-ren]

Taking the sunblock from Ooni @ooni-ren, Pavilla applied it to her arms as well. Nodding as she motions to the remnants of imperial and rebel ships that lay at rest in distance, she replies,” Do you want to go see some of the wrecks out there? I think there could be some good finds as no one has really been here since the whole incident with the Death Star plans that happened here decades ago.” “Of course,” she shrugs,” smugglers and treasure hunters could have already raided the place, but who knows what could still be here!”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni nodded, switching on her metal detector and plopping her sunhat on her head, “Let’s do this thing!” Ooni began to lead the way, letting the waves lap over her feet as she walked. She had a pair of sandals in her bag, but decided she wouldn’t put them on until they had to walk on rocks. She’d always loved the feeling of the cool water around her ankles as a child, “I really have missed the beach… There’s just something about it today, Pav @pavilla-ren, I don’t know what. I just feel like I’m supposed to be here.”

[pavilla-ren]

Arching a brow, she curiously looked over at her companion,” You feel like it’s pulling you toward it, don’t you?” The feeling of the cool water that washes over her feet as the soft sand envelops them is not lost on her, though. She has never felt anything like this before and finds that she likes it. Talking more to herself than to Ooni @ooni-ren, she confesses,” I think I know what you’re getting at, Ooni. There’s something about this place to me as well… it’s like I almost feel drawn here despite never having been to a beach, before. It’s strange, isn’t it?”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni scrunches her toes in the sand as she walks, breathing in the salty sea air, “The ocean does that to people. We used to come to the beach a lot, my family and I. That was before things changed, but it was fun. I never knew how much I’d appreciate the sea until all I had to look at outside my window was the black void of space.” They approach the entrance and Ooni leaned her metal detector against the cave wall before getting her sandals out of her bag.

[pavilla-ren]

Moving her gaze downward as she dips her head, she tries to keep the memories of her childhood from replaying in her head as the two girls walk along the jetty, the cool water suddenly feeling icy as it lapped at Pavilla’s feet. The memories that most had of childhood were not what she had, for hers left her hollow and numb for what had been cruelly stolen from her. Watching the slow rise and fall of the water, Pavilla somberly tells her companion,” I never knew my family. They were killed by Luke Skywalker.” She stops to take another breath, her vision blurring as a lone tear trails down her cheek. She shouldn’t be telling Ooni this, she knows, but she feels comfortable with her new friend. That is more than she can say for anyone else she’s met in her life. She’s never really had anyone to call a friend, anyway. Shaking her head, she gives Ooni @ooni-ren an apologetic look,” I’m sorry, Ooni. That just kind of… came out.” She finishes as she wipes at another tear.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was a bit surprised, nonetheless she felt compassion for her sister in arms. Ooni put her arm around Pavilla, feeling the churning sadness coming from her friend, much like the waves that pushed against the rocks ahead of them. The pull of the Force in this area must be impacting her, Ooni thought. She felt some tugging on her own heartstrings, but pushed the memories away.

“I’m so sorry Pavilla, I wasn’t aware of your situation… Is that why you joined the First Order? And you don’t have to be sorry for anything, it’s good to talk about things like that. It’s not good to keep those feelings in all the time,” Ooni replied, grabbing her metal detector again.

[pavilla-ren]

Taken aback at the sudden act of kindness, Pavilla goes rigid for a moment, settling into the comfort her friend offered her as Ooni’s gentle words lightly fall over the girl.

Sighing, Pavilla thinks over the many reasons why she’d joined the First Order. There were so many reasons, but that was one was the strongest next to her desire to learn the ways of the Force and find her purpose in life.

Drawing her brows together, she tries to think of what she should say to her sister in arms. What if Ooni thought her to be strange or weak?

Shaking her head, she finds her voice as softly replies,” I… I joined because I thought I would find my purpose, here. My grandfather… He told me to find Kylo Ren. He told me that once I found him, I would find people like me. That I would find out what I was meant to do and that I would be able to avenge myself and my family.”

[ooni-ren]

“He was right, then. That’s what we were put here to do. I feel a strong pull to the Force here, I think it may be evoking some powerful emotions in both of us. I think our ancestors wanted us to come here,” Ooni replied, gesturing to the jetty in front of them and the beach around them.

[pavilla-ren]

Taking a deep breath as she pushes away the feelings that run through her, she notices a large rocky mass far out onto the sea, a strange sensation falling over the girl as she feels the familiar presence of the Force course through her. “…Yeah, you’re right, Ooni.” She pauses as the sensation ebbs throughout the girl just as the waves around her do. It takes her a moment to center her bearings, following the strange pull to the rocky mass ahead of them. “I think we should get going, now.” She reluctantly tells her companion. Pavilla, unsure of what to say, remains silent as she follows the strange pull. Ooni @ooni-ren lead the way across the jetty, tense and noticeably careful as she chose which rocks to step upon. There were several many crashed ships sticking out of the water of varying sizes and shapes. The biggest one was farther out into the sea, a destroyer, it looked like. The ship was half-submerged in the inky, dark sea. It looked like the destroyer had crashed into what used to be Scarif’s archive building according to the map on the com they had brought with them. Pavilla and Ooni’s thoughts buzzed as they considered the potential of what they could find in the wreckage.

[ooni-ren]

“Look, Pav, it’s a destroyer! It seems to have crashed into the archive building, and now all of that stuff is under the water. Let’s try to find a way in, I brought aquata breathers. We can swim down there and find some artifacts from the ancient Force-users that used to be here. I bet they’ve got tons of stuff, it’s just below the surface!” Ooni babbled excitedly and pointed to the ship.

Even with her excitement, Ooni felt a dark presence around them. There were so many ships… Too many to be a simple battle, and there was something eerie about the air of the place. It was broad daylight, but Ooni felt as if she was approaching an abandoned building.

[pavilla-ren]

“Wait, Ooni-“ Pavilla holds out a hand to stop Ooni @ooni-ren from following her in, realizing it is too dark to proceed. “I have something else in mind, actually. I think we could use some gear that only Kylo @dating-kylo-ren has access to. I saw some of it in his personal storage when I returned from Al’Doleem,” she says. Closing her eyes to call to her master, she asks,”Kylo, if you can hear me, can you help us?”

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

I hear you @pavilla-ren

Hmm. Sounds like you and @ooni-ren could use some help.

I’m sending you a supply drop with two Lightsabers. They have underwater mods and were taken from the corpse of a foolish Jedi Master.

I’m also sending you soda and a porg and pineapple pizza. Get to work.

[ooni-ren]

“THANKS DAD @dating-kylo-ren!” Ooni yelled into the Force bond she had also tuned into before turning to Pavilla, “Porg and pineapple pizza! That’s one of my favorites.”

[pavilla-ren]

Nodding as a smirk peeks at the edges of her lips, she loudly calls out,” Thank you, Papa Ren!” She doesn’t look to see how her master @dating-kylo-ren will react to being named such a thing, but tries, unsuccessfully, to hide the small bout of laughter as she senses the amusement rolling off of her companion @ooni-ren in waves

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

You’re not children and don’t call me ‘Papa’ like I’m some Imperial Science Officer Hack.

I think you’ve both been in the sun too long.

Eat and rehydrate. You can go exploring once you sound less delirious.

[pavilla-ren]

After finishing their meal and collecting the gear that Kylo Ren had left them, the girls climb around the last remaining rocks, coming to stop as they stand before a triangular shape jutting from the sands that is twice as tall as them. It casts a large and foreboding shadow over them, each slowly moving closer to the jagged, torn opening on the underside of the ship that looks as though a lightsaber cut through it.

The opening is just wide enough for each of them to pass through at a time, and darkness shrouds Pavilla as she slides past the entrance, the only source of light filtering through the gap in the wall.

There is an ominous feeling that slowly creeps over the girl, the hairs on the back of her neck standing up as she tries to get her bearings in the darkness that wraps around her.

Her hand instinctively moving to the her hip to grab for her Riot Baton, she momentarily forgets that she is not in her usual attire, her fingers nonetheless unclipping the foreign, old saber hilt from its place by a holster strapped to her hip.

The saber that she now holds is not her own, the girl closing her eyes as she remembers the familiar visions and dreams of a blade as black as night that is flecked and shrouded by white.

Shaking her head, she ignites the blade, the dark space soon covered in blue light that reminds her of the water that now churns violently against the fallen ship.

She’d always hated the color of blue.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni walks into the old ship and the instant creaking noises chased by the ominous breeze that wafted through the ship’s rusty, twisting body instantly had her heart rate speeding up. Ooni switched on her flashlight and shone it around, suspicious of the stability of the metal they walked upon. The broken angles of metal twisted like maimed limbs, and when she took another step forward, the ship gave a loud groan. Ooni thought of a dying person with broken bones jutting out, moaning as death pressed them to move on from their worldly body. Ooni shuddered.

“Pav, I don’t like this. Why is the Force calling us here? This place seems dangerous…” Ooni whispered. Why she was whispering, she didn’t know. No one else was there, but it seemed like the sort of situation where one would want to whisper. Perhaps that was the effect the dark had on her. She walked deeper into the ship, finding a sturdy panel that lead up. She walked upwards and began to notice several smaller ships around them. By the looks of things, many resistance ships were jammed through the hull of the destroyer. Ooni was able to put two and two together once she saw an old helmet floating in the cockpit of a crushed X-Wing that blocked the way.

“Pavilla…These pilots crashed into the destroyer. This was a suicide mission,” Ooni choked out.

[pavilla-ren]

The saber casts an almost eerie glow upon her surroundings, strange shadows seeming to follow her as she moves about. The sounds of the waves that crash against the decrepit, broken ship and creaks of the old floorboards under her feet soon die out as the girl allows the Force to guide her along.

Pavilla finds herself moving through an alcove that she would’ve missed if not for the familiar pull of the Force, her feet almost moving on their own as she treads up a ramp that leads to what looks to be a small room up ahead. The metal beneath her hisses as she steps upon it, a small pang of fear striking her chest when she dips her head to look down.

It is not lost on her that below the ramp is a pit of darkness that she knows she will not survive if she were to lose her footing and fall, but she doesn’t care. She keeps moving despite her better senses that are screaming at her to get away, refusing to give in it them. The Force was calling her here. She could feel it.

Suddenly Pavilla hears a voice. Or rather, a combination of multiple voices into one that call her name. It echoes around her, the girl so taken aback at the onset of it that she jerks her head in the direction from which the voices had whispered her name.

It had come from the small room that is only a few steps ahead, and where she should have felt fear, it had gone away. It had been just as fleeting as the wind that now howled outside of the ship that screamed at its trespassers.

Taking a deep breath, the girl continued on until she took in what must have been an armory. Shelves that spanned the length of the room lined each wall, blasters of every sort and make abandoned as they sat unused amongst each and every rack. Her hand, almost as if being compelled by another force to move, rises toward a blaster called the Westar-35.

Pavilla doesn’t know how she knows the name of the weapon, but she absent-mindedly runs her hand over the space above it, a strange sensation passing over the girl as she does.

She does not hear her companion’s warning, for the two had separated and gone to two different sides of the war-torn ship. So when her hand finally lowers to touch the weapon, it is too late.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was busy looking at some mysterious and unsettling-looking claw marks on the wall of the ship when something didn’t seem right. Pavilla had gone in the other direction, but suddenly

Ooni had a sinking feeling in her stomach. Almost like a cat smelling the fear scent of it’s prey, Ooni could sense her friend’s distress. There was definitely something wrong, so Ooni decided to backtrack a bit, going towards the direction Pavilla had.

She got slapped in the face by a stray wire that came loose, but she brushed it off and kept going, “Pavilla?” Ooni called, hearing her voice echo in the damp cavern that the destroyer’s half-sunken shell had formed.

She heard another creaking noise coming from below her and a swishing sound in the water near the mouth of the entrance. It was like the Force did not want her to discover where her friend had gone, but Ooni pressed on. She couldn’t help but feel like something was wrong. She made it farther and picked up where Pavilla had been headed right before she heard a loud thud. Ooni broke into a run.

[pavilla-ren]

Flashes of black and white paired with high pitched screams and the familiar sounds of blaster fire take hold of her senses, for it is as if Pavilla is watching some kind of old holovid and at first, she doesn’t understand what she’s seeing. 

Dark shapes dot her vision, several rising from sands as white as the moon to resemble people, each with blasters in hand as her vision clears to watch the Battle of Scarif unfold.

It only takes Pavilla a moment to understand what had happened. She’d touched an old weapon in the armory that the Force had led her to, and now the Force was showing her segments of the past. It was showing her what had happened here.

There is a man who looks aged by years of battle, his greyed hair matching the long white cape that adorns him as he angrily orders TIE fighters to the beach where rogue rebels have landed and launched an assault as explosions dot the area behind him.

She sees the rebels fall one by one, each dying a brutal and horrifying death, the cries of agony and pain tearing through it all from voices indiscernible despite what she watches before her.

Blackened masses lay abandoned on sand stained with blood, the acrid stench of death filling her nose as the image changes and she sees what must have been the Battle of Scarif.

The scene shifts as Pavilla watches a familiar ship leave a command tower, it’s contents filled with relics and lost artifacts of the Sith and Jedi. She doesn’t have to think twice to know that the ships that kamikaze into the Star Destroyer one by one are Rebel ships, the Star Destroyer that Pavilla is now on eventually being brought down to the ocean after being pelted and hit by sixty X-Wings and a unyielding barrages of cannon fire.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni eventually locates the room Pavilla is in, igniting her blade and looking around to make sure her friend was not attacked before realizing that they were the only two there. It was the armory. Ooni sheathed her saber and knelt by Pavilla’s side, noticing she was shaking. Ooni’s blood ran cold, she pulled Pavilla’s head into her arms, not wanting her to get a concussion, “Pavilla? You with me?”

[pavilla-ren]

The scene shifts a final time, the environment fading to that of a console room with a viewport before a dark sky that is full of stars. There are two men that stand before the viewport, each clad in black.

One has his arms crossed as if he is thinking of something, deep and heavy breaths sounding from some kind of mechanized breathing apparatus that Pavilla knows to be a trademark of the legendary Sith, Darth Vader.

Beside him stands the man that had visited her on her ship following the days she had defected from the Resistance, his old and raspy voice echoing throughout the room,” See to it that you get those plans, apprentice… Make certain that your work and sacrifice will not have been in vain…”

A cruel bout of laughter falls from Sheev Palpatine’s aged lips after that as he turns, his topaz eyes fixing on hers as everything near him begins to fade away.

Extending a hand and pointing to Pavilla, his tone darkens in amusement when he speaks to his only granddaughter and last surviving descendant.

“And you, my young heiress,” He hisses as he hobbles closer to the girl before stopping in front of her to widen his grin,” you must awaken. Awaken, young heiress, to take what is yours and fulfill your destiny.”

At that, she is embraced by darkness once more.

[ooni-ren]

“Pavilla? Oh gosh…” Ooni opened up her com and began punching in a distress call, “Please wake up…”

[pavilla-ren]

Pavilla’s eyes snap open as she shoots up, one hand finding purchase on the floor beneath her while the other clutches at her chest as she breathes heavily. Not sure where she is, she looks around the dark space, not remembering where she’d been or what she’d been doing for a few moments.

She doesn’t register the movement of her companion beside her until Ooni calls her name, hesitance and…was it fear that marked her features as she quirked her head at Pavilla?

“Ooni? What happened to me? Where did you go? Where are we?”  

[ooni-ren]

Ooni stops typing in the emergency code and puts her com down when she sees her friend beginning to stir.

She rehearses in her head the protocol for emergencies, “Pavilla? Oh thank gosh you’re awake… I was walking in the other direction, I should have stayed closer to you. We’re on the mission, remember? In the sunken ship?”

Ooni surely hoped Pavilla wasn’t seriously hurt, but something told her the occurrence was largely Force-related and left her friend mostly unharmed. At least, physically, she was.

[pavilla-ren]

Releasing a deep breath, Pavilla moves a hand to her temple as she wills herself to recall the events leading up to the vision.

She’d been with Ooni, her friend. They’d found a fallen ship among a jetty, the Force drawing Pavilla as she’d lead Ooni to it. The two girls had then started to search the ship in their curiosity. She remembered it all, now.

Moving to stand up, the girl has to put a hand to the wall to catch herself, the room around slowly spinning as she tries to focus her vision.

Shaking her head to her companion, she tentatively replied,” Yes, I remember. I’m fine…”

She trails off when she notices the knowing look her friend gives her, instantly making Pavilla feel guilty for leaving her.

“I’m sorry, Ooni. I shouldn’t have left you either. It’s just… I think I attuned myself too strongly to the Force. I let it lead me here and, well… I had a vision. I know what happened here. The Force showed me.”

[ooni-ren]

“What did the Force show you? Maybe you should sit down for a moment,” Ooni replied.

“Do you want to go home, Pav? You look really shaken up, I thought we were having a seizure or something. I can talk to Lord Ren… He might understand if I explain what happened.” Ooni still felt the Force’s presence calling her, lower, this time. Towards the water.

But she wasn’t about to stick around on this creepy ship if her friend was negatively affected. She would only go on if Pavilla was ready.

[pavilla-ren]

“No, Ooni. Lord Ren doesn’t need to know about this.”

Her mind was clear of that as she spoke, her friend quick to see the sincerity to which Pavilla spoke as her gaze pierced Ooni’s with conviction.

Pavilla moves away from the wall, ignoring the way the room sways around her as she takes a step back. She has to keep moving, she decides.

Inaction was weakness in her mind, so she would not yield.

Considering her friend, she decided to confide in her and tell Ooni what she’d seen as she thinks back to the vision,” The Force showed me what happened here.”

She gestures to the room around her,” This ship… it was carrying relics and old artifacts of the Sith and Jedi when this system was attacked by the rebels in the Battle of Scarif. That’s why you saw so many destroyed ships around the bay,” Pavilla confessed.

Pavilla watches as Ooni’s look of concern grows, her brows drawing together as she thinks over what Pavilla has just told her.

It is lost on Pavilla why Ooni seems so perturbed, but she wants to help rid her friend of the feeling.

She gives a light smile to her friend, hoping that her companion will understand,” I’m fine,Ooni, really. Don’t worry!”

Turning away from Ooni, Pavilla’s vision catches the blaster she’d touched. She only considers it for a second, her hand moving to take the blaster from it’s abandoned place on the shelf as she clips it to her belt.

“Come on, Ooni, let’s get going,” She declared with more confidence than she felt.

[ooni-ren]

The Knight slowly got up, a bit suspicious of the air that had been created by the ordeal. But… Pavilla wanted to keep going, she seemed eager to keep exploring, even after likely being sore from taking such a hard fall on the floor. Ooni was swayed mostly by the fact that the Force had seemed to want to keep them there and also by the ongoing pull to the lower region of the ship.

“Alright, if you’re sure… Just, let me know if something else happens and you want to go. Lord Ren won’t have it if one of us dies or something,” Ooni remarked uneasily. She tightened her grip on the flashlight she brought and slung her pack over her shoulder.

“Let’s get out of this room, it’s giving me the creeps,” Ooni added.

[pavilla-ren]

Trying to keep her wonted playfulness in mind, Pavilla looked back at her friend, her usual grin on her face as she joked,” It’s just an old armory, Ooni… What, are you afraid these blasters are going to move from their places and follow you around?”

If she was being honest with herself, though, this place was definitely one that made her feel uneasy, but she wasn’t about to admit that to Ooni and worry her friend more than she already had.

The girl feels the familiar pull of the Force once more as she regains her bearings and the room she walks through no longer sways or spins as she moves, allowing its presence to move around her as it guides her again. It seemed that the Force wanted to show her something else, she mused.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni shook her head, “It’s not the blasters, it’s just the whole place has got this ominous feel to it. Like when you go to a cemetery, but worse.”

Ooni was the first one out of the room and noticed there were some collapsed panels that lead to the middle of the ship, from how high they were, she could see where the submerged part of the ship began and where the dry part ended.

 A large X-Wing was impaled right through the wall of the Destroyer a good drop below them, it was on the other side of the ship and it was very hard to see in the dark, but the reflective stickers were blinding as the flashlight’s glare raked across them.

“I think the Force wants me to go into that rebel ship, Pavilla. I keep feeling like I have to look at it or something… Can we go down there?” Ooni turned to her friend.

[pavilla-ren]

Moving to stand beside her friend, Pavilla looked on in wonderment at the destruction that was before her.

The vision she’d seen replays in her mind, the girl astounded at how much chaos and death had brought about the fate of the system and ship she was now on. Her grandfather, Sheev Palpatine, had been involved. She knew that to be true as she looked around the metal cavern at smaller X-Wings and dark, gaping holes in the walls.

When Ooni speaks, Pavilla can discern the curiosity paired with need that Ooni has to go  to the rebel ship. The Force was leading her companion there, she knew. If anyone understood the pull of the Force, it was Pavilla.

Nodding in agreement to Ooni, she answers,”Yes, we can go. I’ll follow behind you.”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni carefully chose her path down to where water met steel, giving a yelp as one of the steel panels gave way under her.

She ended up sliding down the rest of the way, which was luckily only a few feet. She stood up with disgust and tried to wipe the algae off of her pants to no avail, “Pavilla, you okay back there? We probably should have brought jet packs or something, it’s gonna be a karking pain to get out of here.”

Ooni reached into her bag and grabbed an aquata breather, “Maker… I sure hope there aren’t any really dangerous fish in these parts, I don’t see anything around here, though. Maybe we should check just to be safe.”

[pavilla-ren]

“OONI!”

Pavilla watched as her friend descended, fear gripping her as the floor gave out under Ooni and she disappeared into the chasm of water below with a splash.

It was only when Pavilla heard her friend cursing below that she released a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding, shaking her head at her friend’s clumsiness. It was just like Ooni to fall hundreds of feet and worry about a kriffing jet pack.

With a relieved sigh, she called out,” We’ll be fine, although I don’t see any fish or anything that would be a problem for us, water girl!”

With that, Pavilla jumps from the metal ledge and finds herself in the water after falling a few meters.

When she surfaces, she holds up one hand to reflexively catch the aquata breather her friend had thrown for her. Scanning her surroundings, she finds Ooni near an X-Wing that was lodged into wall just a little ways ahead of her. 

“Good luck, Ooni. I hope you find whatever it is that the Force is leading you to,” Pavilla calls out, her attention soon seized by the familiar tug of the Force. It seemed to want her to go down towards the ocean floor. 

Very well, Pavilla mused. She was determined to follow it. 

[ooni-ren]

Ooni had grabbed another aquata breather from the bag and put it on. She had also taken care to tuck her bag into a nook and put a small electric flare down to signal where her stuff was. Not that it mattered much anyway, she was bringing her waterproof com and flashlight, the only things that remained in the bag were an extra blaster and a bottle of water. She had tried to save an extra slice of pizza for later, but ended up eating it before she and Pavilla had split up earlier.

The Knight took a deep breath and dove into the water, keeping her flashlight on in front of her. The small ship was twisted up and Ooni couldn’t even see what had become of the cockpit. She swam around to the back and decided to enter in from that way. After taking a moment to compose herself, she used the Force to open the door of the ship and swam in, avoiding any wires that stuck out of place.

[pavilla-ren]

When Ooni disappeared under the water, Pavilla put on her own aquata breather as she unclipped the lightsaber from her belt.

She had a feeling she’d need it, soon.

Once the blade hisses to life, the girl dives, the blade doing little to light her way as she makes toward the bottom of the metal encased grotto.

From what she can see, there are various artifacts that lay abandoned on what used to be shelves that line each wall to either side of the girl, reminding her of the armory she’d just come from.

She stops at a row of lightsaber hilts, their kyber crystals long gone. She cannot feel any energy from the any of the hilts as she runs a hand over them.The Force was trying to pull her somewhere, to something, but it wasn’t this.

Continuing her descent, she notices broken pieces of various talismans and amulets, their energies also nonexistent when the girl waves her hand over them.

Shaking her head in annoyment, Pavilla moves downward once more, a glint catching her eye somewhere along the seafloor.  

[ooni-ren]

Ooni swam up to the crushed cockpit and wondered if she should open the door, but the throbbing yank of the Force compelled her to. When she did, she was almost recoiled by the skeleton that was plastered to the broken windshield. However, the deceased pilot’s gloved left hand had a length of string wrapped around the fingers. At the end of said string was a little clear crystal, and Ooni instantly knew that was the source of the pull toward this ship.

The Knight noticed that the purple crystal that was tied to the braid in her hair had began to glow and pull itself towards the clear crystal. Her Supreme Leader’s suspicions had been correct, her first kyber crystal had a twin and here it was. Ooni excitedly reached out to grasp the little crystal that had literally been in the wrong hands…

[pavilla-ren]

Pavilla feels the familiar tug from the Force as it pulls her further downward, her eyeline scanning along the dark floor of the old ship as she swims. The Force clearly wanted her to find something. Of that, she was certain.

The girl only stops at the very bottom, two small, metal masses flashing against the blue light that shines over them. Upon closer inspection, Pavilla realizes they are charms, each so small that they could be fitted to the side of a lightsaber as the girl slowly pulls them from the sand they had been covered by.

One is as red as blood while the other is as blue as the seas of Scarif, metal twining around each stone in circular patterns. They are set against silver metal that wraps around the front of them in thin arrangements. They are beautiful, she thinks as she puts each in the small satchel that is wrapped around her shoulder.

After she ensures that the charms are secure in her bag, she looks around the dark space, allowing the Force to draw her forward toward a large opening in the wall that looked to be a lair of some sort. Suddenly, as if something within the opening sensed her presence, a loud screech sounded, her ears ringing as she grimaced at the noise.

Where there should have been fear, there was none. She has faced worse.

Oh well, she muses, if anything lives in there, I will kill it. For she is not afraid of a measly sea creature.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was not in an X-Wing now. The Force had taken her to a sandy beach, and a man with eyes full of fear and love stood before her. Her body was not her own, she felt as if she was looking through the eyes of someone else. A huge blast sounded in the distance and a giant glowing light lit up the sky, harsh and unforgiving. Her body moved on it’s own and she embraced the man before her. The resonating explosion consumed them.

[pavilla-ren]

Her curiosity getting the better of her, she enters the large opening in the metal wall. It almost looks as if something crashed into it, for there are cracks that creep upwards and around the opening. She pays it no mind as she reaches out with the Force and tries to find what it had been trying to lead her to, her lightsaber doing little to light the way around her as she moves forward.

Pavilla hears the screech again, her head pounding at the onset of it as she rounds a corner. If not for the pull of the Force, she would have missed the small crack in the wall that is big enough only for her to fit through. Her ears still ringing from the sound, she shakes her head in effort to rid herself of the feeling.

Once through, she is met with a metal box, chains encasing and wrapping around it with no noticeable opening to the contraption. The sun’s rays shine upon the box that sits on a pedestal in the room, making it look like some kind of beacon as the girl swam forward to run her hand over the the chrome box.

Unlike before, there is strong energy that emanates from it. So taken aback at the raw energy that moves around the box, she would’ve gasped if not for the aquata breather she now wore. This must have been what the Force had been leading to her to, she realizes with a start.

[ooni-ren]

After the first vision, Ooni was thrown into blackness, hearing several voices. An older man’s voice screaming for someone, “Stardust!” He would call, and a little girl calling back.

A few moments passed where she was thrown through void of the vision, but then Ooni saw two crystals on a desk and an old Jedi repairing a long hilt. Her family’s crest hung on a tapestry against the wall by the man, who turned and looked at her.

“You must be careful with these crystals, young one. They are very fragile,” he told her before smiling and placing two fingers onto her forehead, a common gesture from her home planet, “Your path does not lie with the Dark side.”

[pavilla-ren]

This was no ordinary chest, the girl decided as she ran her hand over it once more. There were no locks or means to open the box, and Pavilla knew that she would have to use the Force to open it. Whatever was inside had to be of importance. Why else would it be in such a contraption as this?

Pavilla moved backwards, extending a hand out towards the box as she summoned the Force to her with practiced ease. Her days aboard the Legacy had been a help in her ability to wield it, after all. The familiar feeling of it wrapping around her fingers was satisfying as she willed the old, rusted chains to fall from the box, the simple things moving aside and falling to the ocean floor with a defeated thump.

With the chains no longer obstructing her view, Pavilla curled her fingers in, three clicks sounding throughout the small chamber as the lid of the chest slowly rose to reveal a some kind of amulet that had odd markings and symbols carved across it’s smooth, gold surface. In the middle there was a red stone that reminded her of fire as it glistened in the sun. She’d read about amulets from one of Kylo Ren’s holobooks, but she wasn’t sure what this one was or what it did as she tentatively took it from its resting place in the middle of the chest.

Something told her that Lord Ren would want this, though she didn’t know why. Without thinking twice, she gingerly places it in her satchel, curious at the strange find but mindful of how the relic might appeal to her master as she turns around and swims out of the small crevice in the wall. Kylo Ren liked to collect things, as it seemed.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was jerked out of the old Jedi’s room and before she knew it, she was before a middle-aged Sith woman who was polishing the double-bladed saber. She sat on a fancy throne in a familiar castle and looked down to Ooni, “Do not listen to him, he knows not the extent of the power this weapon has. Come to the Dark side, continue on the path you walk, child. You will find unspeakable power if you push the Light away.”

[pavilla-ren]

Taking care not to brush along the rough edges of the rock, Pavilla wriggled out of the small crack she’d come through.

Almost as soon as she’d pulled herself out, a shrill screech echoed throughout the cavern once more, the girl’s heart beginning to pound against her chest at the closeness to the origin of the noise as she kicked her legs faster to get out of the cave she’d entered.

“Kriff,” she thought. She needed to get out of here, else she had a nagging feeling that something very bad would happen to her.

Something stirred behind her, the sound of electricity and live wires crackling very loud as the girl’s heart raced, her legs beginning to burn from her efforts of trying to evade whatever was trailing behind her.

Fear threatened to wrap around her as it crawled along her spine when she sensed a large creature was following her, but she refused to allow that. She had gone against worse than this and told herself she would not go down to some measly sea creature. She was a proud Praetorian Guard and apprentice to Kylo Ren, and she would be damned if she didn’t fight and make good on her training.

The noise came again, the darkness that surrounded her slowly dissipating as she made her exit into the open space of the metal grotto.

When she turned around, her eyes widened as she took in the creature that slithered like a snake toward her, only it wasn’t a snake. It looked to resemble a  electric eel that was the size of six or so X-Wings, she realized as she readied herself to fight.

[ooni-ren]

Finally, Ooni was cast at the feet of another Force user. This one, should could not determine the alignment of. They helped her to her feet, she was shaking, she realized. The Force user was wearing a cowl and presented her with the saber, “Don’t be alarmed. I’m not here to give you a definition of your future. That is for you to decide, little one. I was put in the same place once, and I chose a different path. Now that the saber is to be remade, I want you to chose your own way of using it.”

“Who…Who are all of you?” Ooni asked, clearly confused.

“We are the previous masters of this precious weapon, I’m sure you know now that it was passed down in your family. Many different people have had the responsibility of wielding this saber, but I don’t believe any of them have honored it better than those who chose to use it to keep the balance,” the Force user replied, “Put it back together. You will see what it can do, after that, it is up to you how you chose to use its power.”

[pavilla-ren]

It would be difficult to battle in the water, but Pavilla was resolved in her determination and willingness to fight. If there was anything she could do, combat would be it.. She’d always enjoyed that even when she was young, the satisfaction of victory and superiority over another as well as the thrall of combat being things she could never get over.

Though she should have been scared that she was about to face such a giant life form, she was not. Instead, she found her adrenaline coursing through her in anticipation of the fight she knew was coming, a knowing smirk peeking at the edges of her lips as she grips at the lightsaber and moves it in front of her, taunting the creature as light blue bolts of electricity ran down its body when it came closer and closer to the girl who remained still near the floor of grotto.

Waiting until the creature was only a few feet away, the girl pushed off the ground to turn upside down once she had moved out of the way of its open jaws, swiftly running her lightsaber through its right eye as it screamed in pain, its body wriggling to the side as she turned the weapon off, only igniting it once more as she pierced the cranium of the giant creature, effectively killing it as it went limp and fell to the ocean floor in defeat.

Pavilla was, if she was being honest with herself, disappointed in how easy it had been to kill the monster, her moment of victory suddenly interrupted when she caught movement out of the corner of her eye.

Turning around to look at the cave she’d just come from, she spotted another electric eel, this one two times the size of the one she’d just fought.

A part of her was excited at the prospect of being able to battle such a large creature, her muscles instinctively loosening as she prepared herself again to fight.

“Let’s go, volt brain,” she thought to herself.

Like she’d done the first time, she waited until the creature was only a meter or so away from her until she extended a hand, effectively freezing it place as she moved under its mouth, running a line from one side of its jaw to the other with her lightsaber as she watched its eyes roll to the back of its head. It, too, joined the first monster she’d defeated on the floor, the girl relishing in her victory and how easy it was becoming to use the Force.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni’s eyes opened and she felt woozy. Her body had drifted closer to the dead pilot’s over the course of the vision. She wildly scrabbed to get away from the skeleton, crystal still in hand. She heard Pavilla calling into the Force bond to her, but didn’t quite make out what her friend was saying. Everything was still muddled, like she was behind a sheet of glass. Her reactions were delayed, as well. She began to come out of the daze from the vision when she heard the loud crashes and roaring from outside the X-Wing.

“The fuck?” she thought to herself, before getting an idea. She untied the crystal in her hair and touched it to the crystal from the pilot. The new crystal began to glow and a golden hue crept across its surface. Ooni felt a buzz go through her hands and her body jerked as a burst of energy surged through her. She noticed dark, swishing masses outside of the X-Wing. “Kriff,” Ooni thought.

The crystals began to almost burn her fingertips as they bonded, warmth running up through her veins as the energy flowed through her. She noticed blue swirls forming on her fingers, creeping up her hand and her right arm, etching trails into her skin. Then something hit the ship.

Ooni was smacked into wall of the ship, her aquata-breather breaking and dislodging, falling soundlessly to the floor. She panicked and instantly began to try to swim out of the X-Wing, getting halfway to the exit before she was greeted by the ugly face of an eel jarring the ship and trying to swim in, jaws gnashing. Terror struck a deep chord through her and Ooni surprised herself with how fast she jumped into her own defense. She returned the crystals, now bonded together, to the pocket of her suit.

Ooni reached out with the arm covered in blue swirls and concentrated her energy, and she realized she was able to breathe, a strange calm washing over her even as the creature was inches away from her face. Before she had time to process, she felt a gathering of energy at her fingertips and closed her eyes, pushing and releasing the energy.

Suddenly, the monster was across the ship, lodged in the wall. Another eel approached from the side of the ship as Ooni quickly swam out. Her mind hazed over as the surge of power overtook her within seconds. The eel sprung and Ooni’s strangely familiar power benefitted her again as she saw the eel’s body implode.  

She felt her entire body jerk forward this time and she saw the eel had been maimed into a pulp before her with just one hit from her power. It’s disgusting blood filled the water and Ooni was frantic, feeling the energy level she had obtained depleting rapidly. She tried to make her way to the surface...

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

There’s something in the water…

The Force is telling me that there are buried objects off the Scarif shoreline. Some of them possess strange power. Others could be quite valuable.

I invite everyone to take a swim and look for these hidden gems.

In other words, get the hell off the beach so Rey @dating-rey-of-jakku and I can be alone.

[ooni-ren]

Yes, sir! @pavilla-ren, do you want to look for cool stuff in the shipwrecks?

[pavilla-ren]

I thought you’d never ask, @ooni-ren !! I’ve been wanting to go do that since we got here !

[ooni-ren]

Ooni and @pavilla-ren are drawn to the seas when ordered to leave the beach by Kylo Ren.

“Look at all these wrecks, there must have been something here for them to crash into, maybe there’s a cave  in the water somewhere?” Ooni pointed to the various hunks of misshapen, rusty ship parts poking out of the water.

[pavilla-ren]

Pavilla sprints ahead of Ooni @ooni-ren, relishing in the feel of the warm rays of the sun as the crisp air brushes along her face and the two span the length the beach. Releasing a breath as she puts a hand over her eyes to squint at the view before her, she exclaims, “I’m sensing something… I don’t know what, but it definitely seems to be coming from that direction!”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni got out her spray-on sunblock, “Just in case,” she told Pavilla @pavilla-ren  as she sprayed the sunscreen on her arms. “I sense something there too, from the sound of the way the wind is whistling, I think that big cliff-structure is hollow.” Ooni sprayed some more sunblock on her hands and began to rub it on her shoulders and neck. Afterword, she rubbed some on her face and offered the sunblock to Pavilla.

[pavilla-ren]

Taking the sunblock from Ooni @ooni-ren, Pavilla applied it to her arms as well. Nodding as she motions to the remnants of imperial and rebel ships that lay at rest in distance, she replies,” Do you want to go see some of the wrecks out there? I think there could be some good finds as no one has really been here since the whole incident with the Death Star plans that happened here decades ago.” “Of course,” she shrugs,” smugglers and treasure hunters could have already raided the place, but who knows what could still be here!”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni nodded, switching on her metal detector and plopping her sunhat on her head, “Let’s do this thing!” Ooni began to lead the way, letting the waves lap over her feet as she walked. She had a pair of sandals in her bag, but decided she wouldn’t put them on until they had to walk on rocks. She’d always loved the feeling of the cool water around her ankles as a child, “I really have missed the beach… There’s just something about it today, Pav @pavilla-ren, I don’t know what. I just feel like I’m supposed to be here.”

[pavilla-ren]

Arching a brow, she curiously looked over at her companion,” You feel like it’s pulling you toward it, don’t you?” The feeling of the cool water that washes over her feet as the soft sand envelops them is not lost on her, though. She has never felt anything like this before and finds that she likes it. Talking more to herself than to Ooni @ooni-ren, she confesses,” I think I know what you’re getting at, Ooni. There’s something about this place to me as well… it’s like I almost feel drawn here despite never having been to a beach, before. It’s strange, isn’t it?”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni scrunches her toes in the sand as she walks, breathing in the salty sea air, “The ocean does that to people. We used to come to the beach a lot, my family and I. That was before things changed, but it was fun. I never knew how much I’d appreciate the sea until all I had to look at outside my window was the black void of space.” They approach the entrance and Ooni leaned her metal detector against the cave wall before getting her sandals out of her bag.

[pavilla-ren]

Moving her gaze downward as she dips her head, she tries to keep the memories of her childhood from replaying in her head as the two girls walk along the jetty, the cool water suddenly feeling icy as it lapped at Pavilla’s feet. The memories that most had of childhood were not what she had, for hers left her hollow and numb for what had been cruelly stolen from her. Watching the slow rise and fall of the water, Pavilla somberly tells her companion,” I never knew my family. They were killed by Luke Skywalker.” She stops to take another breath, her vision blurring as a lone tear trails down her cheek. She shouldn’t be telling Ooni this, she knows, but she feels comfortable with her new friend. That is more than she can say for anyone else she’s met in her life. She’s never really had anyone to call a friend, anyway. Shaking her head, she gives Ooni @ooni-ren an apologetic look,” I’m sorry, Ooni. That just kind of… came out.” She finishes as she wipes at another tear.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was a bit surprised, nonetheless she felt compassion for her sister in arms. Ooni put her arm around Pavilla, feeling the churning sadness coming from her friend, much like the waves that pushed against the rocks ahead of them. The pull of the Force in this area must be impacting her, Ooni thought. She felt some tugging on her own heartstrings, but pushed the memories away.

“I’m so sorry Pavilla, I wasn’t aware of your situation… Is that why you joined the First Order? And you don’t have to be sorry for anything, it’s good to talk about things like that. It’s not good to keep those feelings in all the time,” Ooni replied, grabbing her metal detector again.

[pavilla-ren]

Taken aback at the sudden act of kindness, Pavilla goes rigid for a moment, settling into the comfort her friend offered her as Ooni’s gentle words lightly fall over the girl.

Sighing, Pavilla thinks over the many reasons why she’d joined the First Order. There were so many reasons, but that was one was the strongest next to her desire to learn the ways of the Force and find her purpose in life.

Drawing her brows together, she tries to think of what she should say to her sister in arms. What if Ooni thought her to be strange or weak?

Shaking her head, she finds her voice as softly replies,” I… I joined because I thought I would find my purpose, here. My grandfather… He told me to find Kylo Ren. He told me that once I found him, I would find people like me. That I would find out what I was meant to do and that I would be able to avenge myself and my family.”

[ooni-ren]

“He was right, then. That’s what we were put here to do. I feel a strong pull to the Force here, I think it may be evoking some powerful emotions in both of us. I think our ancestors wanted us to come here,” Ooni replied, gesturing to the jetty in front of them and the beach around them.

[pavilla-ren]

Taking a deep breath as she pushes away the feelings that run through her, she notices a large rocky mass far out onto the sea, a strange sensation falling over the girl as she feels the familiar presence of the Force course through her. “…Yeah, you’re right, Ooni.” She pauses as the sensation ebbs throughout the girl just as the waves around her do. It takes her a moment to center her bearings, following the strange pull to the rocky mass ahead of them. “I think we should get going, now.” She reluctantly tells her companion. Pavilla, unsure of what to say, remains silent as she follows the strange pull. Ooni @ooni-ren lead the way across the jetty, tense and noticeably careful as she chose which rocks to step upon. There were several many crashed ships sticking out of the water of varying sizes and shapes. The biggest one was farther out into the sea, a destroyer, it looked like. The ship was half-submerged in the inky, dark sea. It looked like the destroyer had crashed into what used to be Scarif’s archive building according to the map on the com they had brought with them. Pavilla and Ooni’s thoughts buzzed as they considered the potential of what they could find in the wreckage.

[ooni-ren]

“Look, Pav, it’s a destroyer! It seems to have crashed into the archive building, and now all of that stuff is under the water. Let’s try to find a way in, I brought aquata breathers. We can swim down there and find some artifacts from the ancient Force-users that used to be here. I bet they’ve got tons of stuff, it’s just below the surface!” Ooni babbled excitedly and pointed to the ship.

Even with her excitement, Ooni felt a dark presence around them. There were so many ships… Too many to be a simple battle, and there was something eerie about the air of the place. It was broad daylight, but Ooni felt as if she was approaching an abandoned building.

[pavilla-ren]

“Wait, Ooni-“ Pavilla holds out a hand to stop Ooni @ooni-ren from following her in, realizing it is too dark to proceed. “I have something else in mind, actually. I think we could use some gear that only Kylo @dating-kylo-ren has access to. I saw some of it in his personal storage when I returned from Al’Doleem,” she says. Closing her eyes to call to her master, she asks,”Kylo, if you can hear me, can you help us?”

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

I hear you @pavilla-ren

Hmm. Sounds like you and @ooni-ren could use some help.

I’m sending you a supply drop with two Lightsabers. They have underwater mods and were taken from the corpse of a foolish Jedi Master.

I’m also sending you soda and a porg and pineapple pizza. Get to work.

[ooni-ren]

“THANKS DAD @dating-kylo-ren!” Ooni yelled into the Force bond she had also tuned into before turning to Pavilla, “Porg and pineapple pizza! That’s one of my favorites.”

[pavilla-ren]

Nodding as a smirk peeks at the edges of her lips, she loudly calls out,” Thank you, Papa Ren!” She doesn’t look to see how her master @dating-kylo-ren will react to being named such a thing, but tries, unsuccessfully, to hide the small bout of laughter as she senses the amusement rolling off of her companion @ooni-ren in waves

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

You’re not children and don’t call me ‘Papa’ like I’m some Imperial Science Officer Hack.

I think you’ve both been in the sun too long.

Eat and rehydrate. You can go exploring once you sound less delirious.

[pavilla-ren]

After finishing their meal and collecting the gear that Kylo Ren had left them, the girls climb around the last remaining rocks, coming to stop as they stand before a triangular shape jutting from the sands that is twice as tall as them. It casts a large and foreboding shadow over them, each slowly moving closer to the jagged, torn opening on the underside of the ship that looks as though a lightsaber cut through it.

The opening is just wide enough for each of them to pass through at a time, and darkness shrouds Pavilla as she slides past the entrance, the only source of light filtering through the gap in the wall.

There is an ominous feeling that slowly creeps over the girl, the hairs on the back of her neck standing up as she tries to get her bearings in the darkness that wraps around her.

Her hand instinctively moving to the her hip to grab for her Riot Baton, she momentarily forgets that she is not in her usual attire, her fingers nonetheless unclipping the foreign, old saber hilt from its place by a holster strapped to her hip.

The saber that she now holds is not her own, the girl closing her eyes as she remembers the familiar visions and dreams of a blade as black as night that is flecked and shrouded by white.

Shaking her head, she ignites the blade, the dark space soon covered in blue light that reminds her of the water that now churns violently against the fallen ship.

She’d always hated the color of blue.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni walks into the old ship and the instant creaking noises chased by the ominous breeze that wafted through the ship’s rusty, twisting body instantly had her heart rate speeding up. Ooni switched on her flashlight and shone it around, suspicious of the stability of the metal they walked upon. The broken angles of metal twisted like maimed limbs, and when she took another step forward, the ship gave a loud groan. Ooni thought of a dying person with broken bones jutting out, moaning as death pressed them to move on from their worldly body. Ooni shuddered.

“Pav, I don’t like this. Why is the Force calling us here? This place seems dangerous…” Ooni whispered. Why she was whispering, she didn’t know. No one else was there, but it seemed like the sort of situation where one would want to whisper. Perhaps that was the effect the dark had on her. She walked deeper into the ship, finding a sturdy panel that lead up. She walked upwards and began to notice several smaller ships around them. By the looks of things, many resistance ships were jammed through the hull of the destroyer. Ooni was able to put two and two together once she saw an old helmet floating in the cockpit of a crushed X-Wing that blocked the way.

“Pavilla…These pilots crashed into the destroyer. This was a suicide mission,” Ooni choked out.

[pavilla-ren]

The saber casts an almost eerie glow upon her surroundings, strange shadows seeming to follow her as she moves about. The sounds of the waves that crash against the decrepit, broken ship and creaks of the old floorboards under her feet soon die out as the girl allows the Force to guide her along.

Pavilla finds herself moving through an alcove that she would’ve missed if not for the familiar pull of the Force, her feet almost moving on their own as she treads up a ramp that leads to what looks to be a small room up ahead. The metal beneath her hisses as she steps upon it, a small pang of fear striking her chest when she dips her head to look down.

It is not lost on her that below the ramp is a pit of darkness that she knows she will not survive if she were to lose her footing and fall, but she doesn’t care. She keeps moving despite her better senses that are screaming at her to get away, refusing to give in it them. The Force was calling her here. She could feel it.

Suddenly Pavilla hears a voice. Or rather, a combination of multiple voices into one that call her name. It echoes around her, the girl so taken aback at the onset of it that she jerks her head in the direction from which the voices had whispered her name.

It had come from the small room that is only a few steps ahead, and where she should have felt fear, it had gone away. It had been just as fleeting as the wind that now howled outside of the ship that screamed at its trespassers.

Taking a deep breath, the girl continued on until she took in what must have been an armory. Shelves that spanned the length of the room lined each wall, blasters of every sort and make abandoned as they sat unused amongst each and every rack. Her hand, almost as if being compelled by another force to move, rises toward a blaster called the Westar-35.

Pavilla doesn’t know how she knows the name of the weapon, but she absent-mindedly runs her hand over the space above it, a strange sensation passing over the girl as she does.

She does not hear her companion’s warning, for the two had separated and gone to two different sides of the war-torn ship. So when her hand finally lowers to touch the weapon, it is too late.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was busy looking at some mysterious and unsettling-looking claw marks on the wall of the ship when something didn’t seem right. Pavilla had gone in the other direction, but suddenly

Ooni had a sinking feeling in her stomach. Almost like a cat smelling the fear scent of it’s prey, Ooni could sense her friend’s distress. There was definitely something wrong, so Ooni decided to backtrack a bit, going towards the direction Pavilla had.

She got slapped in the face by a stray wire that came loose, but she brushed it off and kept going, “Pavilla?” Ooni called, hearing her voice echo in the damp cavern that the destroyer’s half-sunken shell had formed.

She heard another creaking noise coming from below her and a swishing sound in the water near the mouth of the entrance. It was like the Force did not want her to discover where her friend had gone, but Ooni pressed on. She couldn’t help but feel like something was wrong. She made it farther and picked up where Pavilla had been headed right before she heard a loud thud. Ooni broke into a run.

[pavilla-ren]

Flashes of black and white paired with high pitched screams and the familiar sounds of blaster fire take hold of her senses, for it is as if Pavilla is watching some kind of old holovid and at first, she doesn’t understand what she’s seeing. 

Dark shapes dot her vision, several rising from sands as white as the moon to resemble people, each with blasters in hand as her vision clears to watch the Battle of Scarif unfold.

It only takes Pavilla a moment to understand what had happened. She’d touched an old weapon in the armory that the Force had led her to, and now the Force was showing her segments of the past. It was showing her what had happened here.

There is a man who looks aged by years of battle, his greyed hair matching the long white cape that adorns him as he angrily orders TIE fighters to the beach where rogue rebels have landed and launched an assault as explosions dot the area behind him.

She sees the rebels fall one by one, each dying a brutal and horrifying death, the cries of agony and pain tearing through it all from voices indiscernible despite what she watches before her.

Blackened masses lay abandoned on sand stained with blood, the acrid stench of death filling her nose as the image changes and she sees what must have been the Battle of Scarif.

The scene shifts as Pavilla watches a familiar ship leave a command tower, it’s contents filled with relics and lost artifacts of the Sith and Jedi. She doesn’t have to think twice to know that the ships that kamikaze into the Star Destroyer one by one are Rebel ships, the Star Destroyer that Pavilla is now on eventually being brought down to the ocean after being pelted and hit by sixty X-Wings and a unyielding barrages of cannon fire.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni eventually locates the room Pavilla is in, igniting her blade and looking around to make sure her friend was not attacked before realizing that they were the only two there. It was the armory. Ooni sheathed her saber and knelt by Pavilla’s side, noticing she was shaking. Ooni’s blood ran cold, she pulled Pavilla’s head into her arms, not wanting her to get a concussion, “Pavilla? You with me?”

[pavilla-ren]

The scene shifts a final time, the environment fading to that of a console room with a viewport before a dark sky that is full of stars. There are two men that stand before the viewport, each clad in black.

One has his arms crossed as if he is thinking of something, deep and heavy breaths sounding from some kind of mechanized breathing apparatus that Pavilla knows to be a trademark of the legendary Sith, Darth Vader.

Beside him stands the man that had visited her on her ship following the days she had defected from the Resistance, his old and raspy voice echoing throughout the room,” See to it that you get those plans, apprentice… Make certain that your work and sacrifice will not have been in vain…”

A cruel bout of laughter falls from Sheev Palpatine’s aged lips after that as he turns, his topaz eyes fixing on hers as everything near him begins to fade away.

Extending a hand and pointing to Pavilla, his tone darkens in amusement when he speaks to his only granddaughter and last surviving descendant.

“And you, my young heiress,” He hisses as he hobbles closer to the girl before stopping in front of her to widen his grin,” you must awaken. Awaken, young heiress, to take what is yours and fulfill your destiny.”

At that, she is embraced by darkness once more.

[ooni-ren]

“Pavilla? Oh gosh…” Ooni opened up her com and began punching in a distress call, “Please wake up…”

[pavilla-ren]

Pavilla’s eyes snap open as she shoots up, one hand finding purchase on the floor beneath her while the other clutches at her chest as she breathes heavily. Not sure where she is, she looks around the dark space, not remembering where she’d been or what she’d been doing for a few moments.

She doesn’t register the movement of her companion beside her until Ooni calls her name, hesitance and…was it fear that marked her features as she quirked her head at Pavilla?

“Ooni? What happened to me? Where did you go? Where are we?”  

[ooni-ren]

Ooni stops typing in the emergency code and puts her com down when she sees her friend beginning to stir.

She rehearses in her head the protocol for emergencies, “Pavilla? Oh thank gosh you’re awake… I was walking in the other direction, I should have stayed closer to you. We’re on the mission, remember? In the sunken ship?”

Ooni surely hoped Pavilla wasn’t seriously hurt, but something told her the occurrence was largely Force-related and left her friend mostly unharmed. At least, physically, she was.

[pavilla-ren]

Releasing a deep breath, Pavilla moves a hand to her temple as she wills herself to recall the events leading up to the vision.

She’d been with Ooni, her friend. They’d found a fallen ship among a jetty, the Force drawing Pavilla as she’d lead Ooni to it. The two girls had then started to search the ship in their curiosity. She remembered it all, now.

Moving to stand up, the girl has to put a hand to the wall to catch herself, the room around slowly spinning as she tries to focus her vision.

Shaking her head to her companion, she tentatively replied,” Yes, I remember. I’m fine…”

She trails off when she notices the knowing look her friend gives her, instantly making Pavilla feel guilty for leaving her.

“I’m sorry, Ooni. I shouldn’t have left you either. It’s just… I think I attuned myself too strongly to the Force. I let it lead me here and, well… I had a vision. I know what happened here. The Force showed me.”

[ooni-ren]

“What did the Force show you? Maybe you should sit down for a moment,” Ooni replied.

“Do you want to go home, Pav? You look really shaken up, I thought we were having a seizure or something. I can talk to Lord Ren… He might understand if I explain what happened.” Ooni still felt the Force’s presence calling her, lower, this time. Towards the water.

But she wasn’t about to stick around on this creepy ship if her friend was negatively affected. She would only go on if Pavilla was ready.

[pavilla-ren]

“No, Ooni. Lord Ren doesn’t need to know about this.”

Her mind was clear of that as she spoke, her friend quick to see the sincerity to which Pavilla spoke as her gaze pierced Ooni’s with conviction.

Pavilla moves away from the wall, ignoring the way the room sways around her as she takes a step back. She has to keep moving, she decides.

Inaction was weakness in her mind, so she would not yield.

Considering her friend, she decided to confide in her and tell Ooni what she’d seen as she thinks back to the vision,” The Force showed me what happened here.”

She gestures to the room around her,” This ship… it was carrying relics and old artifacts of the Sith and Jedi when this system was attacked by the rebels in the Battle of Scarif. That’s why you saw so many destroyed ships around the bay,” Pavilla confessed.

Pavilla watches as Ooni’s look of concern grows, her brows drawing together as she thinks over what Pavilla has just told her.

It is lost on Pavilla why Ooni seems so perturbed, but she wants to help rid her friend of the feeling.

She gives a light smile to her friend, hoping that her companion will understand,” I’m fine,Ooni, really. Don’t worry!”

Turning away from Ooni, Pavilla’s vision catches the blaster she’d touched. She only considers it for a second, her hand moving to take the blaster from it’s abandoned place on the shelf as she clips it to her belt.

“Come on, Ooni, let’s get going,” She declared with more confidence than she felt.

[ooni-ren]

The Knight slowly got up, a bit suspicious of the air that had been created by the ordeal. But… Pavilla wanted to keep going, she seemed eager to keep exploring, even after likely being sore from taking such a hard fall on the floor. Ooni was swayed mostly by the fact that the Force had seemed to want to keep them there and also by the ongoing pull to the lower region of the ship.

“Alright, if you’re sure… Just, let me know if something else happens and you want to go. Lord Ren won’t have it if one of us dies or something,” Ooni remarked uneasily. She tightened her grip on the flashlight she brought and slung her pack over her shoulder.

“Let’s get out of this room, it’s giving me the creeps,” Ooni added.

[pavilla-ren]

Trying to keep her wonted playfulness in mind, Pavilla looked back at her friend, her usual grin on her face as she joked,” It’s just an old armory, Ooni… What, are you afraid these blasters are going to move from their places and follow you around?”

If she was being honest with herself, though, this place was definitely one that made her feel uneasy, but she wasn’t about to admit that to Ooni and worry her friend more than she already had.

The girl feels the familiar pull of the Force once more as she regains her bearings and the room she walks through no longer sways or spins as she moves, allowing its presence to move around her as it guides her again. It seemed that the Force wanted to show her something else, she mused.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni shook her head, “It’s not the blasters, it’s just the whole place has got this ominous feel to it. Like when you go to a cemetery, but worse.”

Ooni was the first one out of the room and noticed there were some collapsed panels that lead to the middle of the ship, from how high they were, she could see where the submerged part of the ship began and where the dry part ended.

 A large X-Wing was impaled right through the wall of the Destroyer a good drop below them, it was on the other side of the ship and it was very hard to see in the dark, but the reflective stickers were blinding as the flashlight’s glare raked across them.

“I think the Force wants me to go into that rebel ship, Pavilla. I keep feeling like I have to look at it or something… Can we go down there?” Ooni turned to her friend.

[pavilla-ren]

Moving to stand beside her friend, Pavilla looked on in wonderment at the destruction that was before her.

The vision she’d seen replays in her mind, the girl astounded at how much chaos and death had brought about the fate of the system and ship she was now on. Her grandfather, Sheev Palpatine, had been involved. She knew that to be true as she looked around the metal cavern at smaller X-Wings and dark, gaping holes in the walls.

When Ooni speaks, Pavilla can discern the curiosity paired with need that Ooni has to go  to the rebel ship. The Force was leading her companion there, she knew. If anyone understood the pull of the Force, it was Pavilla.

Nodding in agreement to Ooni, she answers,”Yes, we can go. I’ll follow behind you.”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni carefully chose her path down to where water met steel, giving a yelp as one of the steel panels gave way under her.

She ended up sliding down the rest of the way, which was luckily only a few feet. She stood up with disgust and tried to wipe the algae off of her pants to no avail, “Pavilla, you okay back there? We probably should have brought jet packs or something, it’s gonna be a karking pain to get out of here.”

Ooni reached into her bag and grabbed an aquata breather, “Maker… I sure hope there aren’t any really dangerous fish in these parts, I don’t see anything around here, though. Maybe we should check just to be safe.”

[pavilla-ren]

“OONI!”

Pavilla watched as her friend descended, fear gripping her as the floor gave out under Ooni and she disappeared into the chasm of water below with a splash.

It was only when Pavilla heard her friend cursing below that she released a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding, shaking her head at her friend’s clumsiness. It was just like Ooni to fall hundreds of feet and worry about a kriffing jet pack.

With a relieved sigh, she called out,” We’ll be fine, although I don’t see any fish or anything that would be a problem for us, water girl!”

With that, Pavilla jumps from the metal ledge and finds herself in the water after falling a few meters.

When she surfaces, she holds up one hand to reflexively catch the aquata breather her friend had thrown for her. Scanning her surroundings, she finds Ooni near an X-Wing that was lodged into wall just a little ways ahead of her. 

“Good luck, Ooni. I hope you find whatever it is that the Force is leading you to,” Pavilla calls out, her attention soon seized by the familiar tug of the Force. It seemed to want her to go down towards the ocean floor. 

Very well, Pavilla mused. She was determined to follow it. 

[ooni-ren]

Ooni had grabbed another aquata breather from the bag and put it on. She had also taken care to tuck her bag into a nook and put a small electric flare down to signal where her stuff was. Not that it mattered much anyway, she was bringing her waterproof com and flashlight, the only things that remained in the bag were an extra blaster and a bottle of water. She had tried to save an extra slice of pizza for later, but ended up eating it before she and Pavilla had split up earlier.

The Knight took a deep breath and dove into the water, keeping her flashlight on in front of her. The small ship was twisted up and Ooni couldn’t even see what had become of the cockpit. She swam around to the back and decided to enter in from that way. After taking a moment to compose herself, she used the Force to open the door of the ship and swam in, avoiding any wires that stuck out of place.

[pavilla-ren]

When Ooni disappeared under the water, Pavilla put on her own aquata breather as she unclipped the lightsaber from her belt.

She had a feeling she’d need it, soon.

Once the blade hisses to life, the girl dives, the blade doing little to light her way as she makes toward the bottom of the metal encased grotto.

From what she can see, there are various artifacts that lay abandoned on what used to be shelves that line each wall to either side of the girl, reminding her of the armory she’d just come from.

She stops at a row of lightsaber hilts, their kyber crystals long gone. She cannot feel any energy from the any of the hilts as she runs a hand over them.The Force was trying to pull her somewhere, to something, but it wasn’t this.

Continuing her descent, she notices broken pieces of various talismans and amulets, their energies also nonexistent when the girl waves her hand over them.

Shaking her head in annoyment, Pavilla moves downward once more, a glint catching her eye somewhere along the seafloor.  

[ooni-ren]

Ooni swam up to the crushed cockpit and wondered if she should open the door, but the throbbing yank of the Force compelled her to. When she did, she was almost recoiled by the skeleton that was plastered to the broken windshield. However, the deceased pilot’s gloved left hand had a length of string wrapped around the fingers. At the end of said string was a little clear crystal, and Ooni instantly knew that was the source of the pull toward this ship.

The Knight noticed that the purple crystal that was tied to the braid in her hair had began to glow and pull itself towards the clear crystal. Her Supreme Leader’s suspicions had been correct, her first kyber crystal had a twin and here it was. Ooni excitedly reached out to grasp the little crystal that had literally been in the wrong hands…

[pavilla-ren]

Pavilla feels the familiar tug from the Force as it pulls her further downward, her eyeline scanning along the dark floor of the old ship as she swims. The Force clearly wanted her to find something. Of that, she was certain.

The girl only stops at the very bottom, two small, metal masses flashing against the blue light that shines over them. Upon closer inspection, Pavilla realizes they are charms, each so small that they could be fitted to the side of a lightsaber as the girl slowly pulls them from the sand they had been covered by.

One is as red as blood while the other is as blue as the seas of Scarif, metal twining around each stone in circular patterns. They are set against silver metal that wraps around the front of them in thin arrangements. They are beautiful, she thinks as she puts each in the small satchel that is wrapped around her shoulder.

After she ensures that the charms are secure in her bag, she looks around the dark space, allowing the Force to draw her forward toward a large opening in the wall that looked to be a lair of some sort. Suddenly, as if something within the opening sensed her presence, a loud screech sounded, her ears ringing as she grimaced at the noise.

Where there should have been fear, there was none. She has faced worse.

Oh well, she muses, if anything lives in there, I will kill it. For she is not afraid of a measly sea creature.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was not in an X-Wing now. The Force had taken her to a sandy beach, and a man with eyes full of fear and love stood before her. Her body was not her own, she felt as if she was looking through the eyes of someone else. A huge blast sounded in the distance and a giant glowing light lit up the sky, harsh and unforgiving. Her body moved on it’s own and she embraced the man before her. The resonating explosion consumed them.

[pavilla-ren]

Her curiosity getting the better of her, she enters the large opening in the metal wall. It almost looks as if something crashed into it, for there are cracks that creep upwards and around the opening. She pays it no mind as she reaches out with the Force and tries to find what it had been trying to lead her to, her lightsaber doing little to light the way around her as she moves forward.

Pavilla hears the screech again, her head pounding at the onset of it as she rounds a corner. If not for the pull of the Force, she would have missed the small crack in the wall that is big enough only for her to fit through. Her ears still ringing from the sound, she shakes her head in effort to rid herself of the feeling.

Once through, she is met with a metal box, chains encasing and wrapping around it with no noticeable opening to the contraption. The sun’s rays shine upon the box that sits on a pedestal in the room, making it look like some kind of beacon as the girl swam forward to run her hand over the the chrome box.

Unlike before, there is strong energy that emanates from it. So taken aback at the raw energy that moves around the box, she would’ve gasped if not for the aquata breather she now wore. This must have been what the Force had been leading to her to, she realizes with a start.

[ooni-ren]

After the first vision, Ooni was thrown into blackness, hearing several voices. An older man’s voice screaming for someone, “Stardust!” He would call, and a little girl calling back.

A few moments passed where she was thrown through void of the vision, but then Ooni saw two crystals on a desk and an old Jedi repairing a long hilt. Her family’s crest hung on a tapestry against the wall by the man, who turned and looked at her.

“You must be careful with these crystals, young one. They are very fragile,” he told her before smiling and placing two fingers onto her forehead, a common gesture from her home planet, “Your path does not lie with the Dark side.”

[pavilla-ren]

This was no ordinary chest, the girl decided as she ran her hand over it once more. There were no locks or means to open the box, and Pavilla knew that she would have to use the Force to open it. Whatever was inside had to be of importance. Why else would it be in such a contraption as this?

Pavilla moved backwards, extending a hand out towards the box as she summoned the Force to her with practiced ease. Her days aboard the Legacy had been a help in her ability to wield it, after all. The familiar feeling of it wrapping around her fingers was satisfying as she willed the old, rusted chains to fall from the box, the simple things moving aside and falling to the ocean floor with a defeated thump.

With the chains no longer obstructing her view, Pavilla curled her fingers in, three clicks sounding throughout the small chamber as the lid of the chest slowly rose to reveal a some kind of amulet that had odd markings and symbols carved across it’s smooth, gold surface. In the middle there was a red stone that reminded her of fire as it glistened in the sun. She’d read about amulets from one of Kylo Ren’s holobooks, but she wasn’t sure what this one was or what it did as she tentatively took it from its resting place in the middle of the chest.

Something told her that Lord Ren would want this, though she didn’t know why. Without thinking twice, she gingerly places it in her satchel, curious at the strange find but mindful of how the relic might appeal to her master as she turns around and swims out of the small crevice in the wall. Kylo Ren liked to collect things, as it seemed.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was jerked out of the old Jedi’s room and before she knew it, she was before a middle-aged Sith woman who was polishing the double-bladed saber. She sat on a fancy throne in a familiar castle and looked down to Ooni, “Do not listen to him, he knows not the extent of the power this weapon has. Come to the Dark side, continue on the path you walk, child. You will find unspeakable power if you push the Light away.”

[pavilla-ren]

Taking care not to brush along the rough edges of the rock, Pavilla wriggled out of the small crack she’d come through.

Almost as soon as she’d pulled herself out, a shrill screech echoed throughout the cavern once more, the girl’s heart beginning to pound against her chest at the closeness to the origin of the noise as she kicked her legs faster to get out of the cave she’d entered.

“Kriff,” she thought. She needed to get out of here, else she had a nagging feeling that something very bad would happen to her.

Something stirred behind her, the sound of electricity and live wires crackling very loud as the girl’s heart raced, her legs beginning to burn from her efforts of trying to evade whatever was trailing behind her.

Fear threatened to wrap around her as it crawled along her spine when she sensed a large creature was following her, but she refused to allow that. She had gone against worse than this and told herself she would not go down to some measly sea creature. She was a proud Praetorian Guard and apprentice to Kylo Ren, and she would be damned if she didn’t fight and make good on her training.

The noise came again, the darkness that surrounded her slowly dissipating as she made her exit into the open space of the metal grotto.

When she turned around, her eyes widened as she took in the creature that slithered like a snake toward her, only it wasn’t a snake. It looked to resemble a  electric eel that was the size of six or so X-Wings, she realized as she readied herself to fight.

[ooni-ren]

Finally, Ooni was cast at the feet of another Force user. This one, should could not determine the alignment of. They helped her to her feet, she was shaking, she realized. The Force user was wearing a cowl and presented her with the saber, “Don’t be alarmed. I’m not here to give you a definition of your future. That is for you to decide, little one. I was put in the same place once, and I chose a different path. Now that the saber is to be remade, I want you to chose your own way of using it.”

“Who...Who are all of you?” Ooni asked, clearly confused.

“We are the previous masters of this precious weapon, I’m sure you know now that it was passed down in your family. Many different people have had the responsibility of wielding this saber, but I don’t believe any of them have honored it better than those who chose to use it to keep the balance,” the Force user replied, “Put it back together. You will see what it can do, after that, it is up to you how you chose to use its power.”

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

There’s something in the water…

The Force is telling me that there are buried objects off the Scarif shoreline. Some of them possess strange power. Others could be quite valuable.

I invite everyone to take a swim and look for these hidden gems.

In other words, get the hell off the beach so Rey @dating-rey-of-jakku and I can be alone.

[ooni-ren]

Yes, sir! @pavilla-ren, do you want to look for cool stuff in the shipwrecks?

[pavilla-ren]

I thought you’d never ask, @ooni-ren !! I’ve been wanting to go do that since we got here !

[ooni-ren]

Ooni and @pavilla-ren are drawn to the seas when ordered to leave the beach by Kylo Ren.

“Look at all these wrecks, there must have been something here for them to crash into, maybe there’s a cave  in the water somewhere?” Ooni pointed to the various hunks of misshapen, rusty ship parts poking out of the water.

[pavilla-ren]

Pavilla sprints ahead of Ooni @ooni-ren, relishing in the feel of the warm rays of the sun as the crisp air brushes along her face and the two span the length the beach. Releasing a breath as she puts a hand over her eyes to squint at the view before her, she exclaims, “I’m sensing something… I don’t know what, but it definitely seems to be coming from that direction!”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni got out her spray-on sunblock, “Just in case,” she told Pavilla @pavilla-ren  as she sprayed the sunscreen on her arms. “I sense something there too, from the sound of the way the wind is whistling, I think that big cliff-structure is hollow.” Ooni sprayed some more sunblock on her hands and began to rub it on her shoulders and neck. Afterword, she rubbed some on her face and offered the sunblock to Pavilla.

[pavilla-ren]

Taking the sunblock from Ooni @ooni-ren, Pavilla applied it to her arms as well. Nodding as she motions to the remnants of imperial and rebel ships that lay at rest in distance, she replies,” Do you want to go see some of the wrecks out there? I think there could be some good finds as no one has really been here since the whole incident with the Death Star plans that happened here decades ago.” “Of course,” she shrugs,” smugglers and treasure hunters could have already raided the place, but who knows what could still be here!”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni nodded, switching on her metal detector and plopping her sunhat on her head, “Let’s do this thing!” Ooni began to lead the way, letting the waves lap over her feet as she walked. She had a pair of sandals in her bag, but decided she wouldn’t put them on until they had to walk on rocks. She’d always loved the feeling of the cool water around her ankles as a child, “I really have missed the beach… There’s just something about it today, Pav @pavilla-ren, I don’t know what. I just feel like I’m supposed to be here.”

[pavilla-ren]

Arching a brow, she curiously looked over at her companion,” You feel like it’s pulling you toward it, don’t you?” The feeling of the cool water that washes over her feet as the soft sand envelops them is not lost on her, though. She has never felt anything like this before and finds that she likes it. Talking more to herself than to Ooni @ooni-ren, she confesses,” I think I know what you’re getting at, Ooni. There’s something about this place to me as well… it’s like I almost feel drawn here despite never having been to a beach, before. It’s strange, isn’t it?”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni scrunches her toes in the sand as she walks, breathing in the salty sea air, “The ocean does that to people. We used to come to the beach a lot, my family and I. That was before things changed, but it was fun. I never knew how much I’d appreciate the sea until all I had to look at outside my window was the black void of space.” They approach the entrance and Ooni leaned her metal detector against the cave wall before getting her sandals out of her bag.

[pavilla-ren]

Moving her gaze downward as she dips her head, she tries to keep the memories of her childhood from replaying in her head as the two girls walk along the jetty, the cool water suddenly feeling icy as it lapped at Pavilla’s feet. The memories that most had of childhood were not what she had, for hers left her hollow and numb for what had been cruelly stolen from her. Watching the slow rise and fall of the water, Pavilla somberly tells her companion,” I never knew my family. They were killed by Luke Skywalker.” She stops to take another breath, her vision blurring as a lone tear trails down her cheek. She shouldn’t be telling Ooni this, she knows, but she feels comfortable with her new friend. That is more than she can say for anyone else she’s met in her life. She’s never really had anyone to call a friend, anyway. Shaking her head, she gives Ooni @ooni-ren an apologetic look,” I’m sorry, Ooni. That just kind of… came out.” She finishes as she wipes at another tear.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was a bit surprised, nonetheless she felt compassion for her sister in arms. Ooni put her arm around Pavilla, feeling the churning sadness coming from her friend, much like the waves that pushed against the rocks ahead of them. The pull of the Force in this area must be impacting her, Ooni thought. She felt some tugging on her own heartstrings, but pushed the memories away.

“I’m so sorry Pavilla, I wasn’t aware of your situation… Is that why you joined the First Order? And you don’t have to be sorry for anything, it’s good to talk about things like that. It’s not good to keep those feelings in all the time,” Ooni replied, grabbing her metal detector again.

[pavilla-ren]

Taken aback at the sudden act of kindness, Pavilla goes rigid for a moment, settling into the comfort her friend offered her as Ooni’s gentle words lightly fall over the girl.

Sighing, Pavilla thinks over the many reasons why she’d joined the First Order. There were so many reasons, but that was one was the strongest next to her desire to learn the ways of the Force and find her purpose in life.

Drawing her brows together, she tries to think of what she should say to her sister in arms. What if Ooni thought her to be strange or weak?

Shaking her head, she finds her voice as softly replies,” I… I joined because I thought I would find my purpose, here. My grandfather… He told me to find Kylo Ren. He told me that once I found him, I would find people like me. That I would find out what I was meant to do and that I would be able to avenge myself and my family.”

[ooni-ren]

“He was right, then. That’s what we were put here to do. I feel a strong pull to the Force here, I think it may be evoking some powerful emotions in both of us. I think our ancestors wanted us to come here,” Ooni replied, gesturing to the jetty in front of them and the beach around them.

[pavilla-ren]

Taking a deep breath as she pushes away the feelings that run through her, she notices a large rocky mass far out onto the sea, a strange sensation falling over the girl as she feels the familiar presence of the Force course through her. “…Yeah, you’re right, Ooni.” She pauses as the sensation ebbs throughout the girl just as the waves around her do. It takes her a moment to center her bearings, following the strange pull to the rocky mass ahead of them. “I think we should get going, now.” She reluctantly tells her companion. Pavilla, unsure of what to say, remains silent as she follows the strange pull. Ooni @ooni-ren lead the way across the jetty, tense and noticeably careful as she chose which rocks to step upon. There were several many crashed ships sticking out of the water of varying sizes and shapes. The biggest one was farther out into the sea, a destroyer, it looked like. The ship was half-submerged in the inky, dark sea. It looked like the destroyer had crashed into what used to be Scarif’s archive building according to the map on the com they had brought with them. Pavilla and Ooni’s thoughts buzzed as they considered the potential of what they could find in the wreckage.

[ooni-ren]

“Look, Pav, it’s a destroyer! It seems to have crashed into the archive building, and now all of that stuff is under the water. Let’s try to find a way in, I brought aquata breathers. We can swim down there and find some artifacts from the ancient Force-users that used to be here. I bet they’ve got tons of stuff, it’s just below the surface!” Ooni babbled excitedly and pointed to the ship.

Even with her excitement, Ooni felt a dark presence around them. There were so many ships… Too many to be a simple battle, and there was something eerie about the air of the place. It was broad daylight, but Ooni felt as if she was approaching an abandoned building.

[pavilla-ren]

“Wait, Ooni-“ Pavilla holds out a hand to stop Ooni @ooni-ren from following her in, realizing it is too dark to proceed. “I have something else in mind, actually. I think we could use some gear that only Kylo @dating-kylo-ren has access to. I saw some of it in his personal storage when I returned from Al’Doleem,” she says. Closing her eyes to call to her master, she asks,”Kylo, if you can hear me, can you help us?”

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

I hear you @pavilla-ren

Hmm. Sounds like you and @ooni-ren could use some help.

I’m sending you a supply drop with two Lightsabers. They have underwater mods and were taken from the corpse of a foolish Jedi Master.

I’m also sending you soda and a porg and pineapple pizza. Get to work.

[ooni-ren]

“THANKS DAD @dating-kylo-ren!” Ooni yelled into the Force bond she had also tuned into before turning to Pavilla, “Porg and pineapple pizza! That’s one of my favorites.”

[pavilla-ren]

Nodding as a smirk peeks at the edges of her lips, she loudly calls out,” Thank you, Papa Ren!” She doesn’t look to see how her master @dating-kylo-ren will react to being named such a thing, but tries, unsuccessfully, to hide the small bout of laughter as she senses the amusement rolling off of her companion @ooni-ren in waves

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

You’re not children and don’t call me ‘Papa’ like I’m some Imperial Science Officer Hack.

I think you’ve both been in the sun too long.

Eat and rehydrate. You can go exploring once you sound less delirious.

[pavilla-ren]

After finishing their meal and collecting the gear that Kylo Ren had left them, the girls climb around the last remaining rocks, coming to stop as they stand before a triangular shape jutting from the sands that is twice as tall as them. It casts a large and foreboding shadow over them, each slowly moving closer to the jagged, torn opening on the underside of the ship that looks as though a lightsaber cut through it.

The opening is just wide enough for each of them to pass through at a time, and darkness shrouds Pavilla as she slides past the entrance, the only source of light filtering through the gap in the wall.

There is an ominous feeling that slowly creeps over the girl, the hairs on the back of her neck standing up as she tries to get her bearings in the darkness that wraps around her.

Her hand instinctively moving to the her hip to grab for her Riot Baton, she momentarily forgets that she is not in her usual attire, her fingers nonetheless unclipping the foreign, old saber hilt from its place by a holster strapped to her hip.

The saber that she now holds is not her own, the girl closing her eyes as she remembers the familiar visions and dreams of a blade as black as night that is flecked and shrouded by white.

Shaking her head, she ignites the blade, the dark space soon covered in blue light that reminds her of the water that now churns violently against the fallen ship.

She’d always hated the color of blue.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni walks into the old ship and the instant creaking noises chased by the ominous breeze that wafted through the ship’s rusty, twisting body instantly had her heart rate speeding up. Ooni switched on her flashlight and shone it around, suspicious of the stability of the metal they walked upon. The broken angles of metal twisted like maimed limbs, and when she took another step forward, the ship gave a loud groan. Ooni thought of a dying person with broken bones jutting out, moaning as death pressed them to move on from their worldly body. Ooni shuddered.

“Pav, I don’t like this. Why is the Force calling us here? This place seems dangerous…” Ooni whispered. Why she was whispering, she didn’t know. No one else was there, but it seemed like the sort of situation where one would want to whisper. Perhaps that was the effect the dark had on her. She walked deeper into the ship, finding a sturdy panel that lead up. She walked upwards and began to notice several smaller ships around them. By the looks of things, many resistance ships were jammed through the hull of the destroyer. Ooni was able to put two and two together once she saw an old helmet floating in the cockpit of a crushed X-Wing that blocked the way.

“Pavilla…These pilots crashed into the destroyer. This was a suicide mission,” Ooni choked out.

[pavilla-ren]

The saber casts an almost eerie glow upon her surroundings, strange shadows seeming to follow her as she moves about. The sounds of the waves that crash against the decrepit, broken ship and creaks of the old floorboards under her feet soon die out as the girl allows the Force to guide her along.

Pavilla finds herself moving through an alcove that she would’ve missed if not for the familiar pull of the Force, her feet almost moving on their own as she treads up a ramp that leads to what looks to be a small room up ahead. The metal beneath her hisses as she steps upon it, a small pang of fear striking her chest when she dips her head to look down.

It is not lost on her that below the ramp is a pit of darkness that she knows she will not survive if she were to lose her footing and fall, but she doesn’t care. She keeps moving despite her better senses that are screaming at her to get away, refusing to give in it them. The Force was calling her here. She could feel it.

Suddenly Pavilla hears a voice. Or rather, a combination of multiple voices into one that call her name. It echoes around her, the girl so taken aback at the onset of it that she jerks her head in the direction from which the voices had whispered her name.

It had come from the small room that is only a few steps ahead, and where she should have felt fear, it had gone away. It had been just as fleeting as the wind that now howled outside of the ship that screamed at its trespassers.

Taking a deep breath, the girl continued on until she took in what must have been an armory. Shelves that spanned the length of the room lined each wall, blasters of every sort and make abandoned as they sat unused amongst each and every rack. Her hand, almost as if being compelled by another force to move, rises toward a blaster called the Westar-35.

Pavilla doesn’t know how she knows the name of the weapon, but she absent-mindedly runs her hand over the space above it, a strange sensation passing over the girl as she does.

She does not hear her companion’s warning, for the two had separated and gone to two different sides of the war-torn ship. So when her hand finally lowers to touch the weapon, it is too late.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was busy looking at some mysterious and unsettling-looking claw marks on the wall of the ship when something didn’t seem right. Pavilla had gone in the other direction, but suddenly

Ooni had a sinking feeling in her stomach. Almost like a cat smelling the fear scent of it’s prey, Ooni could sense her friend’s distress. There was definitely something wrong, so Ooni decided to backtrack a bit, going towards the direction Pavilla had.

She got slapped in the face by a stray wire that came loose, but she brushed it off and kept going, “Pavilla?” Ooni called, hearing her voice echo in the damp cavern that the destroyer’s half-sunken shell had formed.

She heard another creaking noise coming from below her and a swishing sound in the water near the mouth of the entrance. It was like the Force did not want her to discover where her friend had gone, but Ooni pressed on. She couldn’t help but feel like something was wrong. She made it farther and picked up where Pavilla had been headed right before she heard a loud thud. Ooni broke into a run.

[pavilla-ren]

Flashes of black and white paired with high pitched screams and the familiar sounds of blaster fire take hold of her senses, for it is as if Pavilla is watching some kind of old holovid and at first, she doesn’t understand what she’s seeing. 

Dark shapes dot her vision, several rising from sands as white as the moon to resemble people, each with blasters in hand as her vision clears to watch the Battle of Scarif unfold.

It only takes Pavilla a moment to understand what had happened. She’d touched an old weapon in the armory that the Force had led her to, and now the Force was showing her segments of the past. It was showing her what had happened here.

There is a man who looks aged by years of battle, his greyed hair matching the long white cape that adorns him as he angrily orders TIE fighters to the beach where rogue rebels have landed and launched an assault as explosions dot the area behind him.

She sees the rebels fall one by one, each dying a brutal and horrifying death, the cries of agony and pain tearing through it all from voices indiscernible despite what she watches before her.

Blackened masses lay abandoned on sand stained with blood, the acrid stench of death filling her nose as the image changes and she sees what must have been the Battle of Scarif.

The scene shifts as Pavilla watches a familiar ship leave a command tower, it’s contents filled with relics and lost artifacts of the Sith and Jedi. She doesn’t have to think twice to know that the ships that kamikaze into the Star Destroyer one by one are Rebel ships, the Star Destroyer that Pavilla is now on eventually being brought down to the ocean after being pelted and hit by sixty X-Wings and a unyielding barrages of cannon fire.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni eventually locates the room Pavilla is in, igniting her blade and looking around to make sure her friend was not attacked before realizing that they were the only two there. It was the armory. Ooni sheathed her saber and knelt by Pavilla’s side, noticing she was shaking. Ooni’s blood ran cold, she pulled Pavilla’s head into her arms, not wanting her to get a concussion, “Pavilla? You with me?”

[pavilla-ren]

The scene shifts a final time, the environment fading to that of a console room with a viewport before a dark sky that is full of stars. There are two men that stand before the viewport, each clad in black.

One has his arms crossed as if he is thinking of something, deep and heavy breaths sounding from some kind of mechanized breathing apparatus that Pavilla knows to be a trademark of the legendary Sith, Darth Vader.

Beside him stands the man that had visited her on her ship following the days she had defected from the Resistance, his old and raspy voice echoing throughout the room,” See to it that you get those plans, apprentice… Make certain that your work and sacrifice will not have been in vain…”

A cruel bout of laughter falls from Sheev Palpatine’s aged lips after that as he turns, his topaz eyes fixing on hers as everything near him begins to fade away.

Extending a hand and pointing to Pavilla, his tone darkens in amusement when he speaks to his only granddaughter and last surviving descendant.

“And you, my young heiress,” He hisses as he hobbles closer to the girl before stopping in front of her to widen his grin,” you must awaken. Awaken, young heiress, to take what is yours and fulfill your destiny.”

At that, she is embraced by darkness once more.

[ooni-ren]

“Pavilla? Oh gosh…” Ooni opened up her com and began punching in a distress call, “Please wake up…”

[pavilla-ren]

Pavilla’s eyes snap open as she shoots up, one hand finding purchase on the floor beneath her while the other clutches at her chest as she breathes heavily. Not sure where she is, she looks around the dark space, not remembering where she’d been or what she’d been doing for a few moments.

She doesn’t register the movement of her companion beside her until Ooni calls her name, hesitance and…was it fear that marked her features as she quirked her head at Pavilla?

“Ooni? What happened to me? Where did you go? Where are we?”  

[ooni-ren]

Ooni stops typing in the emergency code and puts her com down when she sees her friend beginning to stir.

She rehearses in her head the protocol for emergencies, “Pavilla? Oh thank gosh you’re awake… I was walking in the other direction, I should have stayed closer to you. We’re on the mission, remember? In the sunken ship?”

Ooni surely hoped Pavilla wasn’t seriously hurt, but something told her the occurrence was largely Force-related and left her friend mostly unharmed. At least, physically, she was.

[pavilla-ren]

Releasing a deep breath, Pavilla moves a hand to her temple as she wills herself to recall the events leading up to the vision.

She’d been with Ooni, her friend. They’d found a fallen ship among a jetty, the Force drawing Pavilla as she’d lead Ooni to it. The two girls had then started to search the ship in their curiosity. She remembered it all, now.

Moving to stand up, the girl has to put a hand to the wall to catch herself, the room around slowly spinning as she tries to focus her vision.

Shaking her head to her companion, she tentatively replied,” Yes, I remember. I’m fine…”

She trails off when she notices the knowing look her friend gives her, instantly making Pavilla feel guilty for leaving her.

“I’m sorry, Ooni. I shouldn’t have left you either. It’s just… I think I attuned myself too strongly to the Force. I let it lead me here and, well… I had a vision. I know what happened here. The Force showed me.”

[ooni-ren]

“What did the Force show you? Maybe you should sit down for a moment,” Ooni replied.

“Do you want to go home, Pav? You look really shaken up, I thought we were having a seizure or something. I can talk to Lord Ren… He might understand if I explain what happened.” Ooni still felt the Force’s presence calling her, lower, this time. Towards the water.

But she wasn’t about to stick around on this creepy ship if her friend was negatively affected. She would only go on if Pavilla was ready.

[pavilla-ren]

“No, Ooni. Lord Ren doesn’t need to know about this.”

Her mind was clear of that as she spoke, her friend quick to see the sincerity to which Pavilla spoke as her gaze pierced Ooni’s with conviction.

Pavilla moves away from the wall, ignoring the way the room sways around her as she takes a step back. She has to keep moving, she decides.

Inaction was weakness in her mind, so she would not yield.

Considering her friend, she decided to confide in her and tell Ooni what she’d seen as she thinks back to the vision,” The Force showed me what happened here.”

She gestures to the room around her,” This ship… it was carrying relics and old artifacts of the Sith and Jedi when this system was attacked by the rebels in the Battle of Scarif. That’s why you saw so many destroyed ships around the bay,” Pavilla confessed.

Pavilla watches as Ooni’s look of concern grows, her brows drawing together as she thinks over what Pavilla has just told her.

It is lost on Pavilla why Ooni seems so perturbed, but she wants to help rid her friend of the feeling.

She gives a light smile to her friend, hoping that her companion will understand,” I’m fine,Ooni, really. Don’t worry!”

Turning away from Ooni, Pavilla’s vision catches the blaster she’d touched. She only considers it for a second, her hand moving to take the blaster from it’s abandoned place on the shelf as she clips it to her belt.

“Come on, Ooni, let’s get going,” She declared with more confidence than she felt.

[ooni-ren]

The Knight slowly got up, a bit suspicious of the air that had been created by the ordeal. But… Pavilla wanted to keep going, she seemed eager to keep exploring, even after likely being sore from taking such a hard fall on the floor. Ooni was swayed mostly by the fact that the Force had seemed to want to keep them there and also by the ongoing pull to the lower region of the ship.

“Alright, if you’re sure… Just, let me know if something else happens and you want to go. Lord Ren won’t have it if one of us dies or something,” Ooni remarked uneasily. She tightened her grip on the flashlight she brought and slung her pack over her shoulder.

“Let’s get out of this room, it’s giving me the creeps,” Ooni added.

[pavilla-ren]

Trying to keep her wonted playfulness in mind, Pavilla looked back at her friend, her usual grin on her face as she joked,” It’s just an old armory, Ooni… What, are you afraid these blasters are going to move from their places and follow you around?”

If she was being honest with herself, though, this place was definitely one that made her feel uneasy, but she wasn’t about to admit that to Ooni and worry her friend more than she already had.

The girl feels the familiar pull of the Force once more as she regains her bearings and the room she walks through no longer sways or spins as she moves, allowing its presence to move around her as it guides her again. It seemed that the Force wanted to show her something else, she mused.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni shook her head, “It’s not the blasters, it’s just the whole place has got this ominous feel to it. Like when you go to a cemetery, but worse.”

Ooni was the first one out of the room and noticed there were some collapsed panels that lead to the middle of the ship, from how high they were, she could see where the submerged part of the ship began and where the dry part ended.

 A large X-Wing was impaled right through the wall of the Destroyer a good drop below them, it was on the other side of the ship and it was very hard to see in the dark, but the reflective stickers were blinding as the flashlight’s glare raked across them.

“I think the Force wants me to go into that rebel ship, Pavilla. I keep feeling like I have to look at it or something… Can we go down there?” Ooni turned to her friend.

[pavilla-ren]

Moving to stand beside her friend, Pavilla looked on in wonderment at the destruction that was before her.

The vision she’d seen replays in her mind, the girl astounded at how much chaos and death had brought about the fate of the system and ship she was now on. Her grandfather, Sheev Palpatine, had been involved. She knew that to be true as she looked around the metal cavern at smaller X-Wings and dark, gaping holes in the walls.

When Ooni speaks, Pavilla can discern the curiosity paired with need that Ooni has to go  to the rebel ship. The Force was leading her companion there, she knew. If anyone understood the pull of the Force, it was Pavilla.

Nodding in agreement to Ooni, she answers,”Yes, we can go. I’ll follow behind you.”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni carefully chose her path down to where water met steel, giving a yelp as one of the steel panels gave way under her.

She ended up sliding down the rest of the way, which was luckily only a few feet. She stood up with disgust and tried to wipe the algae off of her pants to no avail, “Pavilla, you okay back there? We probably should have brought jet packs or something, it’s gonna be a karking pain to get out of here.”

Ooni reached into her bag and grabbed an aquata breather, “Maker… I sure hope there aren’t any really dangerous fish in these parts, I don’t see anything around here, though. Maybe we should check just to be safe.”

[pavilla-ren]

“OONI!”

Pavilla watched as her friend descended, fear gripping her as the floor gave out under Ooni and she disappeared into the chasm of water below with a splash.

It was only when Pavilla heard her friend cursing below that she released a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding, shaking her head at her friend’s clumsiness. It was just like Ooni to fall hundreds of feet and worry about a kriffing jet pack.

With a relieved sigh, she called out,” We’ll be fine, although I don’t see any fish or anything that would be a problem for us, water girl!”

With that, Pavilla jumps from the metal ledge and finds herself in the water after falling a few meters.

When she surfaces, she holds up one hand to reflexively catch the aquata breather her friend had thrown for her. Scanning her surroundings, she finds Ooni near an X-Wing that was lodged into wall just a little ways ahead of her. 

“Good luck, Ooni. I hope you find whatever it is that the Force is leading you to,” Pavilla calls out, her attention soon seized by the familiar tug of the Force. It seemed to want her to go down towards the ocean floor. 

Very well, Pavilla mused. She was determined to follow it. 

[ooni-ren]

Ooni had grabbed another aquata breather from the bag and put it on. She had also taken care to tuck her bag into a nook and put a small electric flare down to signal where her stuff was. Not that it mattered much anyway, she was bringing her waterproof com and flashlight, the only things that remained in the bag were an extra blaster and a bottle of water. She had tried to save an extra slice of pizza for later, but ended up eating it before she and Pavilla had split up earlier.

The Knight took a deep breath and dove into the water, keeping her flashlight on in front of her. The small ship was twisted up and Ooni couldn’t even see what had become of the cockpit. She swam around to the back and decided to enter in from that way. After taking a moment to compose herself, she used the Force to open the door of the ship and swam in, avoiding any wires that stuck out of place.

[pavilla-ren]

When Ooni disappeared under the water, Pavilla put on her own aquata breather as she unclipped the lightsaber from her belt.

She had a feeling she’d need it, soon.

Once the blade hisses to life, the girl dives, the blade doing little to light her way as she makes toward the bottom of the metal encased grotto.

From what she can see, there are various artifacts that lay abandoned on what used to be shelves that line each wall to either side of the girl, reminding her of the armory she’d just come from.

She stops at a row of lightsaber hilts, their kyber crystals long gone. She cannot feel any energy from the any of the hilts as she runs a hand over them.The Force was trying to pull her somewhere, to something, but it wasn’t this.

Continuing her descent, she notices broken pieces of various talismans and amulets, their energies also nonexistent when the girl waves her hand over them.

Shaking her head in annoyment, Pavilla moves downward once more, a glint catching her eye somewhere along the seafloor.  

[ooni-ren]

Ooni swam up to the crushed cockpit and wondered if she should open the door, but the throbbing yank of the Force compelled her to. When she did, she was almost recoiled by the skeleton that was plastered to the broken windshield. However, the deceased pilot’s gloved left hand had a length of string wrapped around the fingers. At the end of said string was a little clear crystal, and Ooni instantly knew that was the source of the pull toward this ship.

The Knight noticed that the purple crystal that was tied to the braid in her hair had began to glow and pull itself towards the clear crystal. Her Supreme Leader’s suspicions had been correct, her first kyber crystal had a twin and here it was. Ooni excitedly reached out to grasp the little crystal that had literally been in the wrong hands…

[pavilla-ren]

Pavilla feels the familiar tug from the Force as it pulls her further downward, her eyeline scanning along the dark floor of the old ship as she swims. The Force clearly wanted her to find something. Of that, she was certain.

The girl only stops at the very bottom, two small, metal masses flashing against the blue light that shines over them. Upon closer inspection, Pavilla realizes they are charms, each so small that they could be fitted to the side of a lightsaber as the girl slowly pulls them from the sand they had been covered by.

One is as red as blood while the other is as blue as the seas of Scarif, metal twining around each stone in circular patterns. They are set against silver metal that wraps around the front of them in thin arrangements. They are beautiful, she thinks as she puts each in the small satchel that is wrapped around her shoulder.

After she ensures that the charms are secure in her bag, she looks around the dark space, allowing the Force to draw her forward toward a large opening in the wall that looked to be a lair of some sort. Suddenly, as if something within the opening sensed her presence, a loud screech sounded, her ears ringing as she grimaced at the noise.

Where there should have been fear, there was none. She has faced worse.

Oh well, she muses, if anything lives in there, I will kill it. For she is not afraid of a measly sea creature.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was not in an X-Wing now. The Force had taken her to a sandy beach, and a man with eyes full of fear and love stood before her. Her body was not her own, she felt as if she was looking through the eyes of someone else. A huge blast sounded in the distance and a giant glowing light lit up the sky, harsh and unforgiving. Her body moved on it’s own and she embraced the man before her. The resonating explosion consumed them.

[pavilla-ren]

Her curiosity getting the better of her, she enters the large opening in the metal wall. It almost looks as if something crashed into it, for there are cracks that creep upwards and around the opening. She pays it no mind as she reaches out with the Force and tries to find what it had been trying to lead her to, her lightsaber doing little to light the way around her as she moves forward.

Pavilla hears the screech again, her head pounding at the onset of it as she rounds a corner. If not for the pull of the Force, she would have missed the small crack in the wall that is big enough only for her to fit through. Her ears still ringing from the sound, she shakes her head in effort to rid herself of the feeling.

Once through, she is met with a metal box, chains encasing and wrapping around it with no noticeable opening to the contraption. The sun’s rays shine upon the box that sits on a pedestal in the room, making it look like some kind of beacon as the girl swam forward to run her hand over the the chrome box.

Unlike before, there is strong energy that emanates from it. So taken aback at the raw energy that moves around the box, she would’ve gasped if not for the aquata breather she now wore. This must have been what the Force had been leading to her to, she realizes with a start.

[ooni-ren]

After the first vision, Ooni was thrown into blackness, hearing several voices. An older man’s voice screaming for someone, “Stardust!” He would call, and a little girl calling back.

A few moments passed where she was thrown through void of the vision, but then Ooni saw two crystals on a desk and an old Jedi repairing a long hilt. Her family’s crest hung on a tapestry against the wall by the man, who turned and looked at her.

“You must be careful with these crystals, young one. They are very fragile,” he told her before smiling and placing two fingers onto her forehead, a common gesture from her home planet, “Your path does not lie with the Dark side.”

[pavilla-ren]

This was no ordinary chest, the girl decided as she ran her hand over it once more. There were no locks or means to open the box, and Pavilla knew that she would have to use the Force to open it. Whatever was inside had to be of importance. Why else would it be in such a contraption as this?

Pavilla moved backwards, extending a hand out towards the box as she summoned the Force to her with practiced ease. Her days aboard the Legacy had been a help in her ability to wield it, after all. The familiar feeling of it wrapping around her fingers was satisfying as she willed the old, rusted chains to fall from the box, the simple things moving aside and falling to the ocean floor with a defeated thump.

With the chains no longer obstructing her view, Pavilla curled her fingers in, three clicks sounding throughout the small chamber as the lid of the chest slowly rose to reveal a some kind of amulet that had odd markings and symbols carved across it’s smooth, gold surface. In the middle there was a red stone that reminded her of fire as it glistened in the sun. She’d read about amulets from one of Kylo Ren’s holobooks, but she wasn’t sure what this one was or what it did as she tentatively took it from its resting place in the middle of the chest.

Something told her that Lord Ren would want this, though she didn’t know why. Without thinking twice, she gingerly places it in her satchel, curious at the strange find but mindful of how the relic might appeal to her master as she turns around and swims out of the small crevice in the wall. Kylo Ren liked to collect things, as it seemed.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was jerked out of the old Jedi’s room and before she knew it, she was before a middle-aged Sith woman who was polishing the double-bladed saber. She sat on a fancy throne in a familiar castle and looked down to Ooni, “Do not listen to him, he knows not the extent of the power this weapon has. Come to the Dark side, continue on the path you walk, child. You will find unspeakable power if you push the Light away.”

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

There’s something in the water…

The Force is telling me that there are buried objects off the Scarif shoreline. Some of them possess strange power. Others could be quite valuable.

I invite everyone to take a swim and look for these hidden gems.

In other words, get the hell off the beach so Rey @dating-rey-of-jakku and I can be alone.

[ooni-ren]

Yes, sir! @pavilla-ren, do you want to look for cool stuff in the shipwrecks?

[pavilla-ren]

I thought you’d never ask, @ooni-ren !! I’ve been wanting to go do that since we got here !

[ooni-ren]

Ooni and @pavilla-ren are drawn to the seas when ordered to leave the beach by Kylo Ren.

“Look at all these wrecks, there must have been something here for them to crash into, maybe there’s a cave  in the water somewhere?” Ooni pointed to the various hunks of misshapen, rusty ship parts poking out of the water.

[pavilla-ren]

Pavilla sprints ahead of Ooni @ooni-ren, relishing in the feel of the warm rays of the sun as the crisp air brushes along her face and the two span the length the beach. Releasing a breath as she puts a hand over her eyes to squint at the view before her, she exclaims, “I’m sensing something… I don’t know what, but it definitely seems to be coming from that direction!”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni got out her spray-on sunblock, “Just in case,” she told Pavilla @pavilla-ren  as she sprayed the sunscreen on her arms. “I sense something there too, from the sound of the way the wind is whistling, I think that big cliff-structure is hollow.” Ooni sprayed some more sunblock on her hands and began to rub it on her shoulders and neck. Afterword, she rubbed some on her face and offered the sunblock to Pavilla.

[pavilla-ren]

Taking the sunblock from Ooni @ooni-ren, Pavilla applied it to her arms as well. Nodding as she motions to the remnants of imperial and rebel ships that lay at rest in distance, she replies,” Do you want to go see some of the wrecks out there? I think there could be some good finds as no one has really been here since the whole incident with the Death Star plans that happened here decades ago.” “Of course,” she shrugs,” smugglers and treasure hunters could have already raided the place, but who knows what could still be here!”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni nodded, switching on her metal detector and plopping her sunhat on her head, “Let’s do this thing!” Ooni began to lead the way, letting the waves lap over her feet as she walked. She had a pair of sandals in her bag, but decided she wouldn’t put them on until they had to walk on rocks. She’d always loved the feeling of the cool water around her ankles as a child, “I really have missed the beach… There’s just something about it today, Pav @pavilla-ren, I don’t know what. I just feel like I’m supposed to be here.”

[pavilla-ren]

Arching a brow, she curiously looked over at her companion,” You feel like it’s pulling you toward it, don’t you?” The feeling of the cool water that washes over her feet as the soft sand envelops them is not lost on her, though. She has never felt anything like this before and finds that she likes it. Talking more to herself than to Ooni @ooni-ren, she confesses,” I think I know what you’re getting at, Ooni. There’s something about this place to me as well… it’s like I almost feel drawn here despite never having been to a beach, before. It’s strange, isn’t it?”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni scrunches her toes in the sand as she walks, breathing in the salty sea air, “The ocean does that to people. We used to come to the beach a lot, my family and I. That was before things changed, but it was fun. I never knew how much I’d appreciate the sea until all I had to look at outside my window was the black void of space.” They approach the entrance and Ooni leaned her metal detector against the cave wall before getting her sandals out of her bag.

[pavilla-ren]

Moving her gaze downward as she dips her head, she tries to keep the memories of her childhood from replaying in her head as the two girls walk along the jetty, the cool water suddenly feeling icy as it lapped at Pavilla’s feet. The memories that most had of childhood were not what she had, for hers left her hollow and numb for what had been cruelly stolen from her. Watching the slow rise and fall of the water, Pavilla somberly tells her companion,” I never knew my family. They were killed by Luke Skywalker.” She stops to take another breath, her vision blurring as a lone tear trails down her cheek. She shouldn’t be telling Ooni this, she knows, but she feels comfortable with her new friend. That is more than she can say for anyone else she’s met in her life. She’s never really had anyone to call a friend, anyway. Shaking her head, she gives Ooni @ooni-ren an apologetic look,” I’m sorry, Ooni. That just kind of… came out.” She finishes as she wipes at another tear.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was a bit surprised, nonetheless she felt compassion for her sister in arms. Ooni put her arm around Pavilla, feeling the churning sadness coming from her friend, much like the waves that pushed against the rocks ahead of them. The pull of the Force in this area must be impacting her, Ooni thought. She felt some tugging on her own heartstrings, but pushed the memories away.

“I’m so sorry Pavilla, I wasn’t aware of your situation… Is that why you joined the First Order? And you don’t have to be sorry for anything, it’s good to talk about things like that. It’s not good to keep those feelings in all the time,” Ooni replied, grabbing her metal detector again.

[pavilla-ren]

Taken aback at the sudden act of kindness, Pavilla goes rigid for a moment, settling into the comfort her friend offered her as Ooni’s gentle words lightly fall over the girl.

Sighing, Pavilla thinks over the many reasons why she’d joined the First Order. There were so many reasons, but that was one was the strongest next to her desire to learn the ways of the Force and find her purpose in life.

Drawing her brows together, she tries to think of what she should say to her sister in arms. What if Ooni thought her to be strange or weak?

Shaking her head, she finds her voice as softly replies,” I… I joined because I thought I would find my purpose, here. My grandfather… He told me to find Kylo Ren. He told me that once I found him, I would find people like me. That I would find out what I was meant to do and that I would be able to avenge myself and my family.”

[ooni-ren]

“He was right, then. That’s what we were put here to do. I feel a strong pull to the Force here, I think it may be evoking some powerful emotions in both of us. I think our ancestors wanted us to come here,” Ooni replied, gesturing to the jetty in front of them and the beach around them.

[pavilla-ren]

Taking a deep breath as she pushes away the feelings that run through her, she notices a large rocky mass far out onto the sea, a strange sensation falling over the girl as she feels the familiar presence of the Force course through her. “…Yeah, you’re right, Ooni.” She pauses as the sensation ebbs throughout the girl just as the waves around her do. It takes her a moment to center her bearings, following the strange pull to the rocky mass ahead of them. “I think we should get going, now.” She reluctantly tells her companion. Pavilla, unsure of what to say, remains silent as she follows the strange pull. Ooni @ooni-ren lead the way across the jetty, tense and noticeably careful as she chose which rocks to step upon. There were several many crashed ships sticking out of the water of varying sizes and shapes. The biggest one was farther out into the sea, a destroyer, it looked like. The ship was half-submerged in the inky, dark sea. It looked like the destroyer had crashed into what used to be Scarif’s archive building according to the map on the com they had brought with them. Pavilla and Ooni’s thoughts buzzed as they considered the potential of what they could find in the wreckage.

[ooni-ren]

“Look, Pav, it’s a destroyer! It seems to have crashed into the archive building, and now all of that stuff is under the water. Let’s try to find a way in, I brought aquata breathers. We can swim down there and find some artifacts from the ancient Force-users that used to be here. I bet they’ve got tons of stuff, it’s just below the surface!” Ooni babbled excitedly and pointed to the ship.

Even with her excitement, Ooni felt a dark presence around them. There were so many ships… Too many to be a simple battle, and there was something eerie about the air of the place. It was broad daylight, but Ooni felt as if she was approaching an abandoned building.

[pavilla-ren]

“Wait, Ooni-“ Pavilla holds out a hand to stop Ooni @ooni-ren from following her in, realizing it is too dark to proceed. “I have something else in mind, actually. I think we could use some gear that only Kylo @dating-kylo-ren has access to. I saw some of it in his personal storage when I returned from Al’Doleem,” she says. Closing her eyes to call to her master, she asks,”Kylo, if you can hear me, can you help us?”

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

I hear you @pavilla-ren

Hmm. Sounds like you and @ooni-ren could use some help.

I’m sending you a supply drop with two Lightsabers. They have underwater mods and were taken from the corpse of a foolish Jedi Master.

I’m also sending you soda and a porg and pineapple pizza. Get to work.

[ooni-ren]

“THANKS DAD @dating-kylo-ren!” Ooni yelled into the Force bond she had also tuned into before turning to Pavilla, “Porg and pineapple pizza! That’s one of my favorites.”

[pavilla-ren]

Nodding as a smirk peeks at the edges of her lips, she loudly calls out,” Thank you, Papa Ren!” She doesn’t look to see how her master @dating-kylo-ren will react to being named such a thing, but tries, unsuccessfully, to hide the small bout of laughter as she senses the amusement rolling off of her companion @ooni-ren in waves

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

You’re not children and don’t call me ‘Papa’ like I’m some Imperial Science Officer Hack.

I think you’ve both been in the sun too long.

Eat and rehydrate. You can go exploring once you sound less delirious.

[pavilla-ren]

After finishing their meal and collecting the gear that Kylo Ren had left them, the girls climb around the last remaining rocks, coming to stop as they stand before a triangular shape jutting from the sands that is twice as tall as them. It casts a large and foreboding shadow over them, each slowly moving closer to the jagged, torn opening on the underside of the ship that looks as though a lightsaber cut through it.

The opening is just wide enough for each of them to pass through at a time, and darkness shrouds Pavilla as she slides past the entrance, the only source of light filtering through the gap in the wall.

There is an ominous feeling that slowly creeps over the girl, the hairs on the back of her neck standing up as she tries to get her bearings in the darkness that wraps around her.

Her hand instinctively moving to the her hip to grab for her Riot Baton, she momentarily forgets that she is not in her usual attire, her fingers nonetheless unclipping the foreign, old saber hilt from its place by a holster strapped to her hip.

The saber that she now holds is not her own, the girl closing her eyes as she remembers the familiar visions and dreams of a blade as black as night that is flecked and shrouded by white.

Shaking her head, she ignites the blade, the dark space soon covered in blue light that reminds her of the water that now churns violently against the fallen ship.

She’d always hated the color of blue.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni walks into the old ship and the instant creaking noises chased by the ominous breeze that wafted through the ship’s rusty, twisting body instantly had her heart rate speeding up. Ooni switched on her flashlight and shone it around, suspicious of the stability of the metal they walked upon. The broken angles of metal twisted like maimed limbs, and when she took another step forward, the ship gave a loud groan. Ooni thought of a dying person with broken bones jutting out, moaning as death pressed them to move on from their worldly body. Ooni shuddered.

“Pav, I don’t like this. Why is the Force calling us here? This place seems dangerous…” Ooni whispered. Why she was whispering, she didn’t know. No one else was there, but it seemed like the sort of situation where one would want to whisper. Perhaps that was the effect the dark had on her. She walked deeper into the ship, finding a sturdy panel that lead up. She walked upwards and began to notice several smaller ships around them. By the looks of things, many resistance ships were jammed through the hull of the destroyer. Ooni was able to put two and two together once she saw an old helmet floating in the cockpit of a crushed X-Wing that blocked the way.

“Pavilla…These pilots crashed into the destroyer. This was a suicide mission,” Ooni choked out.

[pavilla-ren]

The saber casts an almost eerie glow upon her surroundings, strange shadows seeming to follow her as she moves about. The sounds of the waves that crash against the decrepit, broken ship and creaks of the old floorboards under her feet soon die out as the girl allows the Force to guide her along.

Pavilla finds herself moving through an alcove that she would’ve missed if not for the familiar pull of the Force, her feet almost moving on their own as she treads up a ramp that leads to what looks to be a small room up ahead. The metal beneath her hisses as she steps upon it, a small pang of fear striking her chest when she dips her head to look down.

It is not lost on her that below the ramp is a pit of darkness that she knows she will not survive if she were to lose her footing and fall, but she doesn’t care. She keeps moving despite her better senses that are screaming at her to get away, refusing to give in it them. The Force was calling her here. She could feel it.

Suddenly Pavilla hears a voice. Or rather, a combination of multiple voices into one that call her name. It echoes around her, the girl so taken aback at the onset of it that she jerks her head in the direction from which the voices had whispered her name.

It had come from the small room that is only a few steps ahead, and where she should have felt fear, it had gone away. It had been just as fleeting as the wind that now howled outside of the ship that screamed at its trespassers.

Taking a deep breath, the girl continued on until she took in what must have been an armory. Shelves that spanned the length of the room lined each wall, blasters of every sort and make abandoned as they sat unused amongst each and every rack. Her hand, almost as if being compelled by another force to move, rises toward a blaster called the Westar-35.

Pavilla doesn’t know how she knows the name of the weapon, but she absent-mindedly runs her hand over the space above it, a strange sensation passing over the girl as she does.

She does not hear her companion’s warning, for the two had separated and gone to two different sides of the war-torn ship. So when her hand finally lowers to touch the weapon, it is too late.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was busy looking at some mysterious and unsettling-looking claw marks on the wall of the ship when something didn’t seem right. Pavilla had gone in the other direction, but suddenly

Ooni had a sinking feeling in her stomach. Almost like a cat smelling the fear scent of it’s prey, Ooni could sense her friend’s distress. There was definitely something wrong, so Ooni decided to backtrack a bit, going towards the direction Pavilla had.

She got slapped in the face by a stray wire that came loose, but she brushed it off and kept going, “Pavilla?” Ooni called, hearing her voice echo in the damp cavern that the destroyer’s half-sunken shell had formed.

She heard another creaking noise coming from below her and a swishing sound in the water near the mouth of the entrance. It was like the Force did not want her to discover where her friend had gone, but Ooni pressed on. She couldn’t help but feel like something was wrong. She made it farther and picked up where Pavilla had been headed right before she heard a loud thud. Ooni broke into a run.

[pavilla-ren]

Flashes of black and white paired with high pitched screams and the familiar sounds of blaster fire take hold of her senses, for it is as if Pavilla is watching some kind of old holovid and at first, she doesn’t understand what she’s seeing. 

Dark shapes dot her vision, several rising from sands as white as the moon to resemble people, each with blasters in hand as her vision clears to watch the Battle of Scarif unfold.

It only takes Pavilla a moment to understand what had happened. She’d touched an old weapon in the armory that the Force had led her to, and now the Force was showing her segments of the past. It was showing her what had happened here.

There is a man who looks aged by years of battle, his greyed hair matching the long white cape that adorns him as he angrily orders TIE fighters to the beach where rogue rebels have landed and launched an assault as explosions dot the area behind him.

She sees the rebels fall one by one, each dying a brutal and horrifying death, the cries of agony and pain tearing through it all from voices indiscernible despite what she watches before her.

Blackened masses lay abandoned on sand stained with blood, the acrid stench of death filling her nose as the image changes and she sees what must have been the Battle of Scarif.

The scene shifts as Pavilla watches a familiar ship leave a command tower, it’s contents filled with relics and lost artifacts of the Sith and Jedi. She doesn’t have to think twice to know that the ships that kamikaze into the Star Destroyer one by one are Rebel ships, the Star Destroyer that Pavilla is now on eventually being brought down to the ocean after being pelted and hit by sixty X-Wings and a unyielding barrages of cannon fire.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni eventually locates the room Pavilla is in, igniting her blade and looking around to make sure her friend was not attacked before realizing that they were the only two there. It was the armory. Ooni sheathed her saber and knelt by Pavilla’s side, noticing she was shaking. Ooni’s blood ran cold, she pulled Pavilla’s head into her arms, not wanting her to get a concussion, “Pavilla? You with me?”

[pavilla-ren]

The scene shifts a final time, the environment fading to that of a console room with a viewport before a dark sky that is full of stars. There are two men that stand before the viewport, each clad in black.

One has his arms crossed as if he is thinking of something, deep and heavy breaths sounding from some kind of mechanized breathing apparatus that Pavilla knows to be a trademark of the legendary Sith, Darth Vader.

Beside him stands the man that had visited her on her ship following the days she had defected from the Resistance, his old and raspy voice echoing throughout the room,” See to it that you get those plans, apprentice… Make certain that your work and sacrifice will not have been in vain…”

A cruel bout of laughter falls from Sheev Palpatine’s aged lips after that as he turns, his topaz eyes fixing on hers as everything near him begins to fade away.

Extending a hand and pointing to Pavilla, his tone darkens in amusement when he speaks to his only granddaughter and last surviving descendant.

“And you, my young heiress,” He hisses as he hobbles closer to the girl before stopping in front of her to widen his grin,” you must awaken. Awaken, young heiress, to take what is yours and fulfill your destiny.”

At that, she is embraced by darkness once more.

[ooni-ren]

“Pavilla? Oh gosh…” Ooni opened up her com and began punching in a distress call, “Please wake up…”

[pavilla-ren]

Pavilla’s eyes snap open as she shoots up, one hand finding purchase on the floor beneath her while the other clutches at her chest as she breathes heavily. Not sure where she is, she looks around the dark space, not remembering where she’d been or what she’d been doing for a few moments.

She doesn’t register the movement of her companion beside her until Ooni calls her name, hesitance and…was it fear that marked her features as she quirked her head at Pavilla?

“Ooni? What happened to me? Where did you go? Where are we?”  

[ooni-ren]

Ooni stops typing in the emergency code and puts her com down when she sees her friend beginning to stir.

She rehearses in her head the protocol for emergencies, “Pavilla? Oh thank gosh you’re awake… I was walking in the other direction, I should have stayed closer to you. We’re on the mission, remember? In the sunken ship?”

Ooni surely hoped Pavilla wasn’t seriously hurt, but something told her the occurrence was largely Force-related and left her friend mostly unharmed. At least, physically, she was.

[pavilla-ren]

Releasing a deep breath, Pavilla moves a hand to her temple as she wills herself to recall the events leading up to the vision.

She’d been with Ooni, her friend. They’d found a fallen ship among a jetty, the Force drawing Pavilla as she’d lead Ooni to it. The two girls had then started to search the ship in their curiosity. She remembered it all, now.

Moving to stand up, the girl has to put a hand to the wall to catch herself, the room around slowly spinning as she tries to focus her vision.

Shaking her head to her companion, she tentatively replied,” Yes, I remember. I’m fine…”

She trails off when she notices the knowing look her friend gives her, instantly making Pavilla feel guilty for leaving her.

“I’m sorry, Ooni. I shouldn’t have left you either. It’s just… I think I attuned myself too strongly to the Force. I let it lead me here and, well… I had a vision. I know what happened here. The Force showed me.”

[ooni-ren]

“What did the Force show you? Maybe you should sit down for a moment,” Ooni replied.

“Do you want to go home, Pav? You look really shaken up, I thought we were having a seizure or something. I can talk to Lord Ren… He might understand if I explain what happened.” Ooni still felt the Force’s presence calling her, lower, this time. Towards the water.

But she wasn’t about to stick around on this creepy ship if her friend was negatively affected. She would only go on if Pavilla was ready.

[pavilla-ren]

“No, Ooni. Lord Ren doesn’t need to know about this.”

Her mind was clear of that as she spoke, her friend quick to see the sincerity to which Pavilla spoke as her gaze pierced Ooni’s with conviction.

Pavilla moves away from the wall, ignoring the way the room sways around her as she takes a step back. She has to keep moving, she decides.

Inaction was weakness in her mind, so she would not yield.

Considering her friend, she decided to confide in her and tell Ooni what she’d seen as she thinks back to the vision,” The Force showed me what happened here.”

She gestures to the room around her,” This ship… it was carrying relics and old artifacts of the Sith and Jedi when this system was attacked by the rebels in the Battle of Scarif. That’s why you saw so many destroyed ships around the bay,” Pavilla confessed.

Pavilla watches as Ooni’s look of concern grows, her brows drawing together as she thinks over what Pavilla has just told her.

It is lost on Pavilla why Ooni seems so perturbed, but she wants to help rid her friend of the feeling.

She gives a light smile to her friend, hoping that her companion will understand,” I’m fine,Ooni, really. Don’t worry!”

Turning away from Ooni, Pavilla’s vision catches the blaster she’d touched. She only considers it for a second, her hand moving to take the blaster from it’s abandoned place on the shelf as she clips it to her belt.

“Come on, Ooni, let’s get going,” She declared with more confidence than she felt.

[ooni-ren]

The Knight slowly got up, a bit suspicious of the air that had been created by the ordeal. But… Pavilla wanted to keep going, she seemed eager to keep exploring, even after likely being sore from taking such a hard fall on the floor. Ooni was swayed mostly by the fact that the Force had seemed to want to keep them there and also by the ongoing pull to the lower region of the ship.

“Alright, if you’re sure… Just, let me know if something else happens and you want to go. Lord Ren won’t have it if one of us dies or something,” Ooni remarked uneasily. She tightened her grip on the flashlight she brought and slung her pack over her shoulder.

“Let’s get out of this room, it’s giving me the creeps,” Ooni added.

[pavilla-ren]

Trying to keep her wonted playfulness in mind, Pavilla looked back at her friend, her usual grin on her face as she joked,” It’s just an old armory, Ooni… What, are you afraid these blasters are going to move from their places and follow you around?”

If she was being honest with herself, though, this place was definitely one that made her feel uneasy, but she wasn’t about to admit that to Ooni and worry her friend more than she already had.

The girl feels the familiar pull of the Force once more as she regains her bearings and the room she walks through no longer sways or spins as she moves, allowing its presence to move around her as it guides her again. It seemed that the Force wanted to show her something else, she mused.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni shook her head, “It’s not the blasters, it’s just the whole place has got this ominous feel to it. Like when you go to a cemetery, but worse.”

Ooni was the first one out of the room and noticed there were some collapsed panels that lead to the middle of the ship, from how high they were, she could see where the submerged part of the ship began and where the dry part ended.

 A large X-Wing was impaled right through the wall of the Destroyer a good drop below them, it was on the other side of the ship and it was very hard to see in the dark, but the reflective stickers were blinding as the flashlight’s glare raked across them.

“I think the Force wants me to go into that rebel ship, Pavilla. I keep feeling like I have to look at it or something… Can we go down there?” Ooni turned to her friend.

[pavilla-ren]

Moving to stand beside her friend, Pavilla looked on in wonderment at the destruction that was before her.

The vision she’d seen replays in her mind, the girl astounded at how much chaos and death had brought about the fate of the system and ship she was now on. Her grandfather, Sheev Palpatine, had been involved. She knew that to be true as she looked around the metal cavern at smaller X-Wings and dark, gaping holes in the walls.

When Ooni speaks, Pavilla can discern the curiosity paired with need that Ooni has to go  to the rebel ship. The Force was leading her companion there, she knew. If anyone understood the pull of the Force, it was Pavilla.

Nodding in agreement to Ooni, she answers,”Yes, we can go. I’ll follow behind you.”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni carefully chose her path down to where water met steel, giving a yelp as one of the steel panels gave way under her.

She ended up sliding down the rest of the way, which was luckily only a few feet. She stood up with disgust and tried to wipe the algae off of her pants to no avail, “Pavilla, you okay back there? We probably should have brought jet packs or something, it’s gonna be a karking pain to get out of here.”

Ooni reached into her bag and grabbed an aquata breather, “Maker… I sure hope there aren’t any really dangerous fish in these parts, I don’t see anything around here, though. Maybe we should check just to be safe.”

[pavilla-ren]

“OONI!”

Pavilla watched as her friend descended, fear gripping her as the floor gave out under Ooni and she disappeared into the chasm of water below with a splash.

It was only when Pavilla heard her friend cursing below that she released a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding, shaking her head at her friend’s clumsiness. It was just like Ooni to fall hundreds of feet and worry about a kriffing jet pack.

With a relieved sigh, she called out,” We’ll be fine, although I don’t see any fish or anything that would be a problem for us, water girl!”

With that, Pavilla jumps from the metal ledge and finds herself in the water after falling a few meters.

When she surfaces, she holds up one hand to reflexively catch the aquata breather her friend had thrown for her. Scanning her surroundings, she finds Ooni near an X-Wing that was lodged into wall just a little ways ahead of her. 

“Good luck, Ooni. I hope you find whatever it is that the Force is leading you to,” Pavilla calls out, her attention soon seized by the familiar tug of the Force. It seemed to want her to go down towards the ocean floor. 

Very well, Pavilla mused. She was determined to follow it. 

[ooni-ren]

Ooni had grabbed another aquata breather from the bag and put it on. She had also taken care to tuck her bag into a nook and put a small electric flare down to signal where her stuff was. Not that it mattered much anyway, she was bringing her waterproof com and flashlight, the only things that remained in the bag were an extra blaster and a bottle of water. She had tried to save an extra slice of pizza for later, but ended up eating it before she and Pavilla had split up earlier.

The Knight took a deep breath and dove into the water, keeping her flashlight on in front of her. The small ship was twisted up and Ooni couldn’t even see what had become of the cockpit. She swam around to the back and decided to enter in from that way. After taking a moment to compose herself, she used the Force to open the door of the ship and swam in, avoiding any wires that stuck out of place.

[pavilla-ren]

When Ooni disappeared under the water, Pavilla put on her own aquata breather as she unclipped the lightsaber from her belt.

She had a feeling she’d need it, soon.

Once the blade hisses to life, the girl dives, the blade doing little to light her way as she makes toward the bottom of the metal encased grotto.

From what she can see, there are various artifacts that lay abandoned on what used to be shelves that line each wall to either side of the girl, reminding her of the armory she’d just come from.

She stops at a row of lightsaber hilts, their kyber crystals long gone. She cannot feel any energy from the any of the hilts as she runs a hand over them.The Force was trying to pull her somewhere, to something, but it wasn’t this.

Continuing her descent, she notices broken pieces of various talismans and amulets, their energies also nonexistent when the girl waves her hand over them.

Shaking her head in annoyment, Pavilla moves downward once more, a glint catching her eye somewhere along the seafloor.  

[ooni-ren]

Ooni swam up to the crushed cockpit and wondered if she should open the door, but the throbbing yank of the Force compelled her to. When she did, she was almost recoiled by the skeleton that was plastered to the broken windshield. However, the deceased pilot’s gloved left hand had a length of string wrapped around the fingers. At the end of said string was a little clear crystal, and Ooni instantly knew that was the source of the pull toward this ship.

The Knight noticed that the purple crystal that was tied to the braid in her hair had began to glow and pull itself towards the clear crystal. Her Supreme Leader’s suspicions had been correct, her first kyber crystal had a twin and here it was. Ooni excitedly reached out to grasp the little crystal that had literally been in the wrong hands…

[pavilla-ren]

Pavilla feels the familiar tug from the Force as it pulls her further downward, her eyeline scanning along the dark floor of the old ship as she swims. The Force clearly wanted her to find something. Of that, she was certain.

The girl only stops at the very bottom, two small, metal masses flashing against the blue light that shines over them. Upon closer inspection, Pavilla realizes they are charms, each so small that they could be fitted to the side of a lightsaber as the girl slowly pulls them from the sand they had been covered by.

One is as red as blood while the other is as blue as the seas of Scarif, metal twining around each stone in circular patterns. They are set against silver metal that wraps around the front of them in thin arrangements. They are beautiful, she thinks as she puts each in the small satchel that is wrapped around her shoulder.

After she ensures that the charms are secure in her bag, she looks around the dark space, allowing the Force to draw her forward toward a large opening in the wall that looked to be a lair of some sort. Suddenly, as if something within the opening sensed her presence, a loud screech sounded, her ears ringing as she grimaced at the noise.

Where there should have been fear, there was none. She has faced worse.

Oh well, she muses, if anything lives in there, I will kill it. For she is not afraid of a measly sea creature.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was not in an X-Wing now. The Force had taken her to a sandy beach, and a man with eyes full of fear and love stood before her. Her body was not her own, she felt as if she was looking through the eyes of someone else. A huge blast sounded in the distance and a giant glowing light lit up the sky, harsh and unforgiving. Her body moved on it’s own and she embraced the man before her. The resonating explosion consumed them.

[pavilla-ren]

Her curiosity getting the better of her, she enters the large opening in the metal wall. It almost looks as if something crashed into it, for there are cracks that creep upwards and around the opening. She pays it no mind as she reaches out with the Force and tries to find what it had been trying to lead her to, her lightsaber doing little to light the way around her as she moves forward.

Pavilla hears the screech again, her head pounding at the onset of it as she rounds a corner. If not for the pull of the Force, she would have missed the small crack in the wall that is big enough only for her to fit through. Her ears still ringing from the sound, she shakes her head in effort to rid herself of the feeling.

Once through, she is met with a metal box, chains encasing and wrapping around it with no noticeable opening to the contraption. The sun’s rays shine upon the box that sits on a pedestal in the room, making it look like some kind of beacon as the girl swam forward to run her hand over the the chrome box.

Unlike before, there is strong energy that emanates from it. So taken aback at the raw energy that moves around the box, she would’ve gasped if not for the aquata breather she now wore. This must have been what the Force had been leading to her to, she realizes with a start.

[ooni-ren]

After the first vision, Ooni was thrown into blackness, hearing several voices. An older man’s voice screaming for someone, “Stardust!” He would call, and a little girl calling back.

A few moments passed where she was thrown through void of the vision, but then Ooni saw two crystals on a desk and an old Jedi repairing a long hilt. Her family’s crest hung on a tapestry against the wall by the man, who turned and looked at her.

“You must be careful with these crystals, young one. They are very fragile,” he told her before smiling and placing two fingers onto her forehead, a common gesture from her home planet, “Your path does not lie with the Dark side.”

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

There’s something in the water…

The Force is telling me that there are buried objects off the Scarif shoreline. Some of them possess strange power. Others could be quite valuable.

I invite everyone to take a swim and look for these hidden gems.

In other words, get the hell off the beach so Rey @dating-rey-of-jakku and I can be alone.

[ooni-ren]

Yes, sir! @pavilla-ren, do you want to look for cool stuff in the shipwrecks?

[pavilla-ren]

I thought you’d never ask, @ooni-ren !! I’ve been wanting to go do that since we got here !

[ooni-ren]

Ooni and @pavilla-ren are drawn to the seas when ordered to leave the beach by Kylo Ren.

“Look at all these wrecks, there must have been something here for them to crash into, maybe there’s a cave  in the water somewhere?” Ooni pointed to the various hunks of misshapen, rusty ship parts poking out of the water.

[pavilla-ren]

Pavilla sprints ahead of Ooni @ooni-ren, relishing in the feel of the warm rays of the sun as the crisp air brushes along her face and the two span the length the beach. Releasing a breath as she puts a hand over her eyes to squint at the view before her, she exclaims, “I’m sensing something… I don’t know what, but it definitely seems to be coming from that direction!”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni got out her spray-on sunblock, “Just in case,” she told Pavilla @pavilla-ren  as she sprayed the sunscreen on her arms. “I sense something there too, from the sound of the way the wind is whistling, I think that big cliff-structure is hollow.” Ooni sprayed some more sunblock on her hands and began to rub it on her shoulders and neck. Afterword, she rubbed some on her face and offered the sunblock to Pavilla.

[pavilla-ren]

Taking the sunblock from Ooni @ooni-ren, Pavilla applied it to her arms as well. Nodding as she motions to the remnants of imperial and rebel ships that lay at rest in distance, she replies,” Do you want to go see some of the wrecks out there? I think there could be some good finds as no one has really been here since the whole incident with the Death Star plans that happened here decades ago.” “Of course,” she shrugs,” smugglers and treasure hunters could have already raided the place, but who knows what could still be here!”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni nodded, switching on her metal detector and plopping her sunhat on her head, “Let’s do this thing!” Ooni began to lead the way, letting the waves lap over her feet as she walked. She had a pair of sandals in her bag, but decided she wouldn’t put them on until they had to walk on rocks. She’d always loved the feeling of the cool water around her ankles as a child, “I really have missed the beach… There’s just something about it today, Pav @pavilla-ren, I don’t know what. I just feel like I’m supposed to be here.”

[pavilla-ren]

Arching a brow, she curiously looked over at her companion,” You feel like it’s pulling you toward it, don’t you?” The feeling of the cool water that washes over her feet as the soft sand envelops them is not lost on her, though. She has never felt anything like this before and finds that she likes it. Talking more to herself than to Ooni @ooni-ren, she confesses,” I think I know what you’re getting at, Ooni. There’s something about this place to me as well… it’s like I almost feel drawn here despite never having been to a beach, before. It’s strange, isn’t it?”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni scrunches her toes in the sand as she walks, breathing in the salty sea air, “The ocean does that to people. We used to come to the beach a lot, my family and I. That was before things changed, but it was fun. I never knew how much I’d appreciate the sea until all I had to look at outside my window was the black void of space.” They approach the entrance and Ooni leaned her metal detector against the cave wall before getting her sandals out of her bag.

[pavilla-ren]

Moving her gaze downward as she dips her head, she tries to keep the memories of her childhood from replaying in her head as the two girls walk along the jetty, the cool water suddenly feeling icy as it lapped at Pavilla’s feet. The memories that most had of childhood were not what she had, for hers left her hollow and numb for what had been cruelly stolen from her. Watching the slow rise and fall of the water, Pavilla somberly tells her companion,” I never knew my family. They were killed by Luke Skywalker.” She stops to take another breath, her vision blurring as a lone tear trails down her cheek. She shouldn’t be telling Ooni this, she knows, but she feels comfortable with her new friend. That is more than she can say for anyone else she’s met in her life. She’s never really had anyone to call a friend, anyway. Shaking her head, she gives Ooni @ooni-ren an apologetic look,” I’m sorry, Ooni. That just kind of… came out.” She finishes as she wipes at another tear.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was a bit surprised, nonetheless she felt compassion for her sister in arms. Ooni put her arm around Pavilla, feeling the churning sadness coming from her friend, much like the waves that pushed against the rocks ahead of them. The pull of the Force in this area must be impacting her, Ooni thought. She felt some tugging on her own heartstrings, but pushed the memories away.

“I’m so sorry Pavilla, I wasn’t aware of your situation… Is that why you joined the First Order? And you don’t have to be sorry for anything, it’s good to talk about things like that. It’s not good to keep those feelings in all the time,” Ooni replied, grabbing her metal detector again.

[pavilla-ren]

Taken aback at the sudden act of kindness, Pavilla goes rigid for a moment, settling into the comfort her friend offered her as Ooni’s gentle words lightly fall over the girl.

Sighing, Pavilla thinks over the many reasons why she’d joined the First Order. There were so many reasons, but that was one was the strongest next to her desire to learn the ways of the Force and find her purpose in life.

Drawing her brows together, she tries to think of what she should say to her sister in arms. What if Ooni thought her to be strange or weak?

Shaking her head, she finds her voice as softly replies,” I… I joined because I thought I would find my purpose, here. My grandfather… He told me to find Kylo Ren. He told me that once I found him, I would find people like me. That I would find out what I was meant to do and that I would be able to avenge myself and my family.”

[ooni-ren]

“He was right, then. That’s what we were put here to do. I feel a strong pull to the Force here, I think it may be evoking some powerful emotions in both of us. I think our ancestors wanted us to come here,” Ooni replied, gesturing to the jetty in front of them and the beach around them.

[pavilla-ren]

Taking a deep breath as she pushes away the feelings that run through her, she notices a large rocky mass far out onto the sea, a strange sensation falling over the girl as she feels the familiar presence of the Force course through her. “…Yeah, you’re right, Ooni.” She pauses as the sensation ebbs throughout the girl just as the waves around her do. It takes her a moment to center her bearings, following the strange pull to the rocky mass ahead of them. “I think we should get going, now.” She reluctantly tells her companion. Pavilla, unsure of what to say, remains silent as she follows the strange pull. Ooni @ooni-ren lead the way across the jetty, tense and noticeably careful as she chose which rocks to step upon. There were several many crashed ships sticking out of the water of varying sizes and shapes. The biggest one was farther out into the sea, a destroyer, it looked like. The ship was half-submerged in the inky, dark sea. It looked like the destroyer had crashed into what used to be Scarif’s archive building according to the map on the com they had brought with them. Pavilla and Ooni’s thoughts buzzed as they considered the potential of what they could find in the wreckage.

[ooni-ren]

“Look, Pav, it’s a destroyer! It seems to have crashed into the archive building, and now all of that stuff is under the water. Let’s try to find a way in, I brought aquata breathers. We can swim down there and find some artifacts from the ancient Force-users that used to be here. I bet they’ve got tons of stuff, it’s just below the surface!” Ooni babbled excitedly and pointed to the ship.

Even with her excitement, Ooni felt a dark presence around them. There were so many ships… Too many to be a simple battle, and there was something eerie about the air of the place. It was broad daylight, but Ooni felt as if she was approaching an abandoned building.

[pavilla-ren]

“Wait, Ooni-“ Pavilla holds out a hand to stop Ooni @ooni-ren from following her in, realizing it is too dark to proceed. “I have something else in mind, actually. I think we could use some gear that only Kylo @dating-kylo-ren has access to. I saw some of it in his personal storage when I returned from Al’Doleem,” she says. Closing her eyes to call to her master, she asks,”Kylo, if you can hear me, can you help us?”

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

I hear you @pavilla-ren

Hmm. Sounds like you and @ooni-ren could use some help.

I’m sending you a supply drop with two Lightsabers. They have underwater mods and were taken from the corpse of a foolish Jedi Master.

I’m also sending you soda and a porg and pineapple pizza. Get to work.

[ooni-ren]

“THANKS DAD @dating-kylo-ren!” Ooni yelled into the Force bond she had also tuned into before turning to Pavilla, “Porg and pineapple pizza! That’s one of my favorites.”

[pavilla-ren]

Nodding as a smirk peeks at the edges of her lips, she loudly calls out,” Thank you, Papa Ren!” She doesn’t look to see how her master @dating-kylo-ren will react to being named such a thing, but tries, unsuccessfully, to hide the small bout of laughter as she senses the amusement rolling off of her companion @ooni-ren in waves

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

You’re not children and don’t call me ‘Papa’ like I’m some Imperial Science Officer Hack.

I think you’ve both been in the sun too long.

Eat and rehydrate. You can go exploring once you sound less delirious.

[pavilla-ren]

After finishing their meal and collecting the gear that Kylo Ren had left them, the girls climb around the last remaining rocks, coming to stop as they stand before a triangular shape jutting from the sands that is twice as tall as them. It casts a large and foreboding shadow over them, each slowly moving closer to the jagged, torn opening on the underside of the ship that looks as though a lightsaber cut through it.

The opening is just wide enough for each of them to pass through at a time, and darkness shrouds Pavilla as she slides past the entrance, the only source of light filtering through the gap in the wall.

There is an ominous feeling that slowly creeps over the girl, the hairs on the back of her neck standing up as she tries to get her bearings in the darkness that wraps around her.

Her hand instinctively moving to the her hip to grab for her Riot Baton, she momentarily forgets that she is not in her usual attire, her fingers nonetheless unclipping the foreign, old saber hilt from its place by a holster strapped to her hip.

The saber that she now holds is not her own, the girl closing her eyes as she remembers the familiar visions and dreams of a blade as black as night that is flecked and shrouded by white.

Shaking her head, she ignites the blade, the dark space soon covered in blue light that reminds her of the water that now churns violently against the fallen ship.

She’d always hated the color of blue.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni walks into the old ship and the instant creaking noises chased by the ominous breeze that wafted through the ship’s rusty, twisting body instantly had her heart rate speeding up. Ooni switched on her flashlight and shone it around, suspicious of the stability of the metal they walked upon. The broken angles of metal twisted like maimed limbs, and when she took another step forward, the ship gave a loud groan. Ooni thought of a dying person with broken bones jutting out, moaning as death pressed them to move on from their worldly body. Ooni shuddered.

“Pav, I don’t like this. Why is the Force calling us here? This place seems dangerous…” Ooni whispered. Why she was whispering, she didn’t know. No one else was there, but it seemed like the sort of situation where one would want to whisper. Perhaps that was the effect the dark had on her. She walked deeper into the ship, finding a sturdy panel that lead up. She walked upwards and began to notice several smaller ships around them. By the looks of things, many resistance ships were jammed through the hull of the destroyer. Ooni was able to put two and two together once she saw an old helmet floating in the cockpit of a crushed X-Wing that blocked the way.

“Pavilla…These pilots crashed into the destroyer. This was a suicide mission,” Ooni choked out.

[pavilla-ren]

The saber casts an almost eerie glow upon her surroundings, strange shadows seeming to follow her as she moves about. The sounds of the waves that crash against the decrepit, broken ship and creaks of the old floorboards under her feet soon die out as the girl allows the Force to guide her along.

Pavilla finds herself moving through an alcove that she would’ve missed if not for the familiar pull of the Force, her feet almost moving on their own as she treads up a ramp that leads to what looks to be a small room up ahead. The metal beneath her hisses as she steps upon it, a small pang of fear striking her chest when she dips her head to look down.

It is not lost on her that below the ramp is a pit of darkness that she knows she will not survive if she were to lose her footing and fall, but she doesn’t care. She keeps moving despite her better senses that are screaming at her to get away, refusing to give in it them. The Force was calling her here. She could feel it.

Suddenly Pavilla hears a voice. Or rather, a combination of multiple voices into one that call her name. It echoes around her, the girl so taken aback at the onset of it that she jerks her head in the direction from which the voices had whispered her name.

It had come from the small room that is only a few steps ahead, and where she should have felt fear, it had gone away. It had been just as fleeting as the wind that now howled outside of the ship that screamed at its trespassers.

Taking a deep breath, the girl continued on until she took in what must have been an armory. Shelves that spanned the length of the room lined each wall, blasters of every sort and make abandoned as they sat unused amongst each and every rack. Her hand, almost as if being compelled by another force to move, rises toward a blaster called the Westar-35.

Pavilla doesn’t know how she knows the name of the weapon, but she absent-mindedly runs her hand over the space above it, a strange sensation passing over the girl as she does.

She does not hear her companion’s warning, for the two had separated and gone to two different sides of the war-torn ship. So when her hand finally lowers to touch the weapon, it is too late.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was busy looking at some mysterious and unsettling-looking claw marks on the wall of the ship when something didn’t seem right. Pavilla had gone in the other direction, but suddenly

Ooni had a sinking feeling in her stomach. Almost like a cat smelling the fear scent of it’s prey, Ooni could sense her friend’s distress. There was definitely something wrong, so Ooni decided to backtrack a bit, going towards the direction Pavilla had.

She got slapped in the face by a stray wire that came loose, but she brushed it off and kept going, “Pavilla?” Ooni called, hearing her voice echo in the damp cavern that the destroyer’s half-sunken shell had formed.

She heard another creaking noise coming from below her and a swishing sound in the water near the mouth of the entrance. It was like the Force did not want her to discover where her friend had gone, but Ooni pressed on. She couldn’t help but feel like something was wrong. She made it farther and picked up where Pavilla had been headed right before she heard a loud thud. Ooni broke into a run.

[pavilla-ren]

Flashes of black and white paired with high pitched screams and the familiar sounds of blaster fire take hold of her senses, for it is as if Pavilla is watching some kind of old holovid and at first, she doesn’t understand what she’s seeing. 

Dark shapes dot her vision, several rising from sands as white as the moon to resemble people, each with blasters in hand as her vision clears to watch the Battle of Scarif unfold.

It only takes Pavilla a moment to understand what had happened. She’d touched an old weapon in the armory that the Force had led her to, and now the Force was showing her segments of the past. It was showing her what had happened here.

There is a man who looks aged by years of battle, his greyed hair matching the long white cape that adorns him as he angrily orders TIE fighters to the beach where rogue rebels have landed and launched an assault as explosions dot the area behind him.

She sees the rebels fall one by one, each dying a brutal and horrifying death, the cries of agony and pain tearing through it all from voices indiscernible despite what she watches before her.

Blackened masses lay abandoned on sand stained with blood, the acrid stench of death filling her nose as the image changes and she sees what must have been the Battle of Scarif.

The scene shifts as Pavilla watches a familiar ship leave a command tower, it’s contents filled with relics and lost artifacts of the Sith and Jedi. She doesn’t have to think twice to know that the ships that kamikaze into the Star Destroyer one by one are Rebel ships, the Star Destroyer that Pavilla is now on eventually being brought down to the ocean after being pelted and hit by sixty X-Wings and a unyielding barrages of cannon fire.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni eventually locates the room Pavilla is in, igniting her blade and looking around to make sure her friend was not attacked before realizing that they were the only two there. It was the armory. Ooni sheathed her saber and knelt by Pavilla’s side, noticing she was shaking. Ooni’s blood ran cold, she pulled Pavilla’s head into her arms, not wanting her to get a concussion, “Pavilla? You with me?”

[pavilla-ren]

The scene shifts a final time, the environment fading to that of a console room with a viewport before a dark sky that is full of stars. There are two men that stand before the viewport, each clad in black.

One has his arms crossed as if he is thinking of something, deep and heavy breaths sounding from some kind of mechanized breathing apparatus that Pavilla knows to be a trademark of the legendary Sith, Darth Vader.

Beside him stands the man that had visited her on her ship following the days she had defected from the Resistance, his old and raspy voice echoing throughout the room,” See to it that you get those plans, apprentice… Make certain that your work and sacrifice will not have been in vain…”

A cruel bout of laughter falls from Sheev Palpatine’s aged lips after that as he turns, his topaz eyes fixing on hers as everything near him begins to fade away.

Extending a hand and pointing to Pavilla, his tone darkens in amusement when he speaks to his only granddaughter and last surviving descendant.

“And you, my young heiress,” He hisses as he hobbles closer to the girl before stopping in front of her to widen his grin,” you must awaken. Awaken, young heiress, to take what is yours and fulfill your destiny.”

At that, she is embraced by darkness once more.

[ooni-ren]

“Pavilla? Oh gosh…” Ooni opened up her com and began punching in a distress call, “Please wake up…”

[pavilla-ren]

Pavilla’s eyes snap open as she shoots up, one hand finding purchase on the floor beneath her while the other clutches at her chest as she breathes heavily. Not sure where she is, she looks around the dark space, not remembering where she’d been or what she’d been doing for a few moments.

She doesn’t register the movement of her companion beside her until Ooni calls her name, hesitance and…was it fear that marked her features as she quirked her head at Pavilla?

“Ooni? What happened to me? Where did you go? Where are we?”  

[ooni-ren]

Ooni stops typing in the emergency code and puts her com down when she sees her friend beginning to stir.

She rehearses in her head the protocol for emergencies, “Pavilla? Oh thank gosh you’re awake… I was walking in the other direction, I should have stayed closer to you. We’re on the mission, remember? In the sunken ship?”

Ooni surely hoped Pavilla wasn’t seriously hurt, but something told her the occurrence was largely Force-related and left her friend mostly unharmed. At least, physically, she was.

[pavilla-ren]

Releasing a deep breath, Pavilla moves a hand to her temple as she wills herself to recall the events leading up to the vision.

She’d been with Ooni, her friend. They’d found a fallen ship among a jetty, the Force drawing Pavilla as she’d lead Ooni to it. The two girls had then started to search the ship in their curiosity. She remembered it all, now.

Moving to stand up, the girl has to put a hand to the wall to catch herself, the room around slowly spinning as she tries to focus her vision.

Shaking her head to her companion, she tentatively replied,” Yes, I remember. I’m fine…”

She trails off when she notices the knowing look her friend gives her, instantly making Pavilla feel guilty for leaving her.

“I’m sorry, Ooni. I shouldn’t have left you either. It’s just… I think I attuned myself too strongly to the Force. I let it lead me here and, well… I had a vision. I know what happened here. The Force showed me.”

[ooni-ren]

“What did the Force show you? Maybe you should sit down for a moment,” Ooni replied.

“Do you want to go home, Pav? You look really shaken up, I thought we were having a seizure or something. I can talk to Lord Ren… He might understand if I explain what happened.” Ooni still felt the Force’s presence calling her, lower, this time. Towards the water.

But she wasn’t about to stick around on this creepy ship if her friend was negatively affected. She would only go on if Pavilla was ready.

[pavilla-ren]

“No, Ooni. Lord Ren doesn’t need to know about this.”

Her mind was clear of that as she spoke, her friend quick to see the sincerity to which Pavilla spoke as her gaze pierced Ooni’s with conviction.

Pavilla moves away from the wall, ignoring the way the room sways around her as she takes a step back. She has to keep moving, she decides.

Inaction was weakness in her mind, so she would not yield.

Considering her friend, she decided to confide in her and tell Ooni what she’d seen as she thinks back to the vision,” The Force showed me what happened here.”

She gestures to the room around her,” This ship… it was carrying relics and old artifacts of the Sith and Jedi when this system was attacked by the rebels in the Battle of Scarif. That’s why you saw so many destroyed ships around the bay,” Pavilla confessed.

Pavilla watches as Ooni’s look of concern grows, her brows drawing together as she thinks over what Pavilla has just told her.

It is lost on Pavilla why Ooni seems so perturbed, but she wants to help rid her friend of the feeling.

She gives a light smile to her friend, hoping that her companion will understand,” I’m fine,Ooni, really. Don’t worry!”

Turning away from Ooni, Pavilla’s vision catches the blaster she’d touched. She only considers it for a second, her hand moving to take the blaster from it’s abandoned place on the shelf as she clips it to her belt.

“Come on, Ooni, let’s get going,” She declared with more confidence than she felt.

[ooni-ren]

The Knight slowly got up, a bit suspicious of the air that had been created by the ordeal. But… Pavilla wanted to keep going, she seemed eager to keep exploring, even after likely being sore from taking such a hard fall on the floor. Ooni was swayed mostly by the fact that the Force had seemed to want to keep them there and also by the ongoing pull to the lower region of the ship.

“Alright, if you’re sure… Just, let me know if something else happens and you want to go. Lord Ren won’t have it if one of us dies or something,” Ooni remarked uneasily. She tightened her grip on the flashlight she brought and slung her pack over her shoulder.

“Let’s get out of this room, it’s giving me the creeps,” Ooni added.

[pavilla-ren]

Trying to keep her wonted playfulness in mind, Pavilla looked back at her friend, her usual grin on her face as she joked,” It’s just an old armory, Ooni… What, are you afraid these blasters are going to move from their places and follow you around?”

If she was being honest with herself, though, this place was definitely one that made her feel uneasy, but she wasn’t about to admit that to Ooni and worry her friend more than she already had.

The girl feels the familiar pull of the Force once more as she regains her bearings and the room she walks through no longer sways or spins as she moves, allowing its presence to move around her as it guides her again. It seemed that the Force wanted to show her something else, she mused.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni shook her head, “It’s not the blasters, it’s just the whole place has got this ominous feel to it. Like when you go to a cemetery, but worse.”

Ooni was the first one out of the room and noticed there were some collapsed panels that lead to the middle of the ship, from how high they were, she could see where the submerged part of the ship began and where the dry part ended.

 A large X-Wing was impaled right through the wall of the Destroyer a good drop below them, it was on the other side of the ship and it was very hard to see in the dark, but the reflective stickers were blinding as the flashlight’s glare raked across them.

“I think the Force wants me to go into that rebel ship, Pavilla. I keep feeling like I have to look at it or something… Can we go down there?” Ooni turned to her friend.

[pavilla-ren]

Moving to stand beside her friend, Pavilla looked on in wonderment at the destruction that was before her.

The vision she’d seen replays in her mind, the girl astounded at how much chaos and death had brought about the fate of the system and ship she was now on. Her grandfather, Sheev Palpatine, had been involved. She knew that to be true as she looked around the metal cavern at smaller X-Wings and dark, gaping holes in the walls.

When Ooni speaks, Pavilla can discern the curiosity paired with need that Ooni has to go  to the rebel ship. The Force was leading her companion there, she knew. If anyone understood the pull of the Force, it was Pavilla.

Nodding in agreement to Ooni, she answers,”Yes, we can go. I’ll follow behind you.”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni carefully chose her path down to where water met steel, giving a yelp as one of the steel panels gave way under her.

She ended up sliding down the rest of the way, which was luckily only a few feet. She stood up with disgust and tried to wipe the algae off of her pants to no avail, “Pavilla, you okay back there? We probably should have brought jet packs or something, it’s gonna be a karking pain to get out of here.”

Ooni reached into her bag and grabbed an aquata breather, “Maker… I sure hope there aren’t any really dangerous fish in these parts, I don’t see anything around here, though. Maybe we should check just to be safe.”

[pavilla-ren]

“OONI!”

Pavilla watched as her friend descended, fear gripping her as the floor gave out under Ooni and she disappeared into the chasm of water below with a splash.

It was only when Pavilla heard her friend cursing below that she released a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding, shaking her head at her friend’s clumsiness. It was just like Ooni to fall hundreds of feet and worry about a kriffing jet pack.

With a relieved sigh, she called out,” We’ll be fine, although I don’t see any fish or anything that would be a problem for us, water girl!”

With that, Pavilla jumps from the metal ledge and finds herself in the water after falling a few meters.

When she surfaces, she holds up one hand to reflexively catch the aquata breather her friend had thrown for her. Scanning her surroundings, she finds Ooni near an X-Wing that was lodged into wall just a little ways ahead of her. 

“Good luck, Ooni. I hope you find whatever it is that the Force is leading you to,” Pavilla calls out, her attention soon seized by the familiar tug of the Force. It seemed to want her to go down towards the ocean floor. 

Very well, Pavilla mused. She was determined to follow it. 

[ooni-ren]

Ooni had grabbed another aquata breather from the bag and put it on. She had also taken care to tuck her bag into a nook and put a small electric flare down to signal where her stuff was. Not that it mattered much anyway, she was bringing her waterproof com and flashlight, the only things that remained in the bag were an extra blaster and a bottle of water. She had tried to save an extra slice of pizza for later, but ended up eating it before she and Pavilla had split up earlier.

The Knight took a deep breath and dove into the water, keeping her flashlight on in front of her. The small ship was twisted up and Ooni couldn’t even see what had become of the cockpit. She swam around to the back and decided to enter in from that way. After taking a moment to compose herself, she used the Force to open the door of the ship and swam in, avoiding any wires that stuck out of place.

[pavilla-ren]

When Ooni disappeared under the water, Pavilla put on her own aquata breather as she unclipped the lightsaber from her belt.

She had a feeling she’d need it, soon.

Once the blade hisses to life, the girl dives, the blade doing little to light her way as she makes toward the bottom of the metal encased grotto.

From what she can see, there are various artifacts that lay abandoned on what used to be shelves that line each wall to either side of the girl, reminding her of the armory she’d just come from.

She stops at a row of lightsaber hilts, their kyber crystals long gone. She cannot feel any energy from the any of the hilts as she runs a hand over them.The Force was trying to pull her somewhere, to something, but it wasn’t this.

Continuing her descent, she notices broken pieces of various talismans and amulets, their energies also nonexistent when the girl waves her hand over them.

Shaking her head in annoyment, Pavilla moves downward once more, a glint catching her eye somewhere along the seafloor.  

[ooni-ren]

Ooni swam up to the crushed cockpit and wondered if she should open the door, but the throbbing yank of the Force compelled her to. When she did, she was almost recoiled by the skeleton that was plastered to the broken windshield. However, the deceased pilot’s gloved left hand had a length of string wrapped around the fingers. At the end of said string was a little clear crystal, and Ooni instantly knew that was the source of the pull toward this ship.

The Knight noticed that the purple crystal that was tied to the braid in her hair had began to glow and pull itself towards the clear crystal. Her Supreme Leader’s suspicions had been correct, her first kyber crystal had a twin and here it was. Ooni excitedly reached out to grasp the little crystal that had literally been in the wrong hands…

[pavilla-ren]

Pavilla feels the familiar tug from the Force as it pulls her further downward, her eyeline scanning along the dark floor of the old ship as she swims. The Force clearly wanted her to find something. Of that, she was certain.

The girl only stops at the very bottom, two small, metal masses flashing against the blue light that shines over them. Upon closer inspection, Pavilla realizes they are charms, each so small that they could be fitted to the side of a lightsaber as the girl slowly pulls them from the sand they had been covered by.

One is as red as blood while the other is as blue as the seas of Scarif, metal twining around each stone in circular patterns. They are set against silver metal that wraps around the front of them in thin arrangements. They are beautiful, she thinks as she puts each in the small satchel that is wrapped around her shoulder.

After she ensures that the charms are secure in her bag, she looks around the dark space, allowing the Force to draw her forward toward a large opening in the wall that looked to be a lair of some sort. Suddenly, as if something within the opening sensed her presence, a loud screech sounded, her ears ringing as she grimaced at the noise.

Where there should have been fear, there was none. She has faced worse.

Oh well, she muses, if anything lives in there, I will kill it. For she is not afraid of a measly sea creature.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was not in an X-Wing now. The Force had taken her to a sandy beach, and a man with eyes full of fear and love stood before her. Her body was not her own, she felt as if she was looking through the eyes of someone else. A huge blast sounded in the distance and a giant glowing light lit up the sky, harsh and unforgiving. Her body moved on it’s own and she embraced the man before her. The resonating explosion consumed them.

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

There’s something in the water…

The Force is telling me that there are buried objects off the Scarif shoreline. Some of them possess strange power. Others could be quite valuable.

I invite everyone to take a swim and look for these hidden gems.

In other words, get the hell off the beach so Rey @dating-rey-of-jakku and I can be alone.

[ooni-ren]

Yes, sir! @pavilla-ren, do you want to look for cool stuff in the shipwrecks?

[pavilla-ren]

I thought you’d never ask, @ooni-ren !! I’ve been wanting to go do that since we got here !

[ooni-ren]

Ooni and @pavilla-ren are drawn to the seas when ordered to leave the beach by Kylo Ren.

“Look at all these wrecks, there must have been something here for them to crash into, maybe there’s a cave  in the water somewhere?” Ooni pointed to the various hunks of misshapen, rusty ship parts poking out of the water.

[pavilla-ren]

Pavilla sprints ahead of Ooni @ooni-ren, relishing in the feel of the warm rays of the sun as the crisp air brushes along her face and the two span the length the beach. Releasing a breath as she puts a hand over her eyes to squint at the view before her, she exclaims, “I’m sensing something… I don’t know what, but it definitely seems to be coming from that direction!”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni got out her spray-on sunblock, “Just in case,” she told Pavilla @pavilla-ren  as she sprayed the sunscreen on her arms. “I sense something there too, from the sound of the way the wind is whistling, I think that big cliff-structure is hollow.” Ooni sprayed some more sunblock on her hands and began to rub it on her shoulders and neck. Afterword, she rubbed some on her face and offered the sunblock to Pavilla.

[pavilla-ren]

Taking the sunblock from Ooni @ooni-ren, Pavilla applied it to her arms as well. Nodding as she motions to the remnants of imperial and rebel ships that lay at rest in distance, she replies,” Do you want to go see some of the wrecks out there? I think there could be some good finds as no one has really been here since the whole incident with the Death Star plans that happened here decades ago.” “Of course,” she shrugs,” smugglers and treasure hunters could have already raided the place, but who knows what could still be here!”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni nodded, switching on her metal detector and plopping her sunhat on her head, “Let’s do this thing!” Ooni began to lead the way, letting the waves lap over her feet as she walked. She had a pair of sandals in her bag, but decided she wouldn’t put them on until they had to walk on rocks. She’d always loved the feeling of the cool water around her ankles as a child, “I really have missed the beach… There’s just something about it today, Pav @pavilla-ren, I don’t know what. I just feel like I’m supposed to be here.”

[pavilla-ren]

Arching a brow, she curiously looked over at her companion,” You feel like it’s pulling you toward it, don’t you?” The feeling of the cool water that washes over her feet as the soft sand envelops them is not lost on her, though. She has never felt anything like this before and finds that she likes it. Talking more to herself than to Ooni @ooni-ren, she confesses,” I think I know what you’re getting at, Ooni. There’s something about this place to me as well… it’s like I almost feel drawn here despite never having been to a beach, before. It’s strange, isn’t it?”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni scrunches her toes in the sand as she walks, breathing in the salty sea air, “The ocean does that to people. We used to come to the beach a lot, my family and I. That was before things changed, but it was fun. I never knew how much I’d appreciate the sea until all I had to look at outside my window was the black void of space.” They approach the entrance and Ooni leaned her metal detector against the cave wall before getting her sandals out of her bag.

[pavilla-ren]

Moving her gaze downward as she dips her head, she tries to keep the memories of her childhood from replaying in her head as the two girls walk along the jetty, the cool water suddenly feeling icy as it lapped at Pavilla’s feet. The memories that most had of childhood were not what she had, for hers left her hollow and numb for what had been cruelly stolen from her. Watching the slow rise and fall of the water, Pavilla somberly tells her companion,” I never knew my family. They were killed by Luke Skywalker.” She stops to take another breath, her vision blurring as a lone tear trails down her cheek. She shouldn’t be telling Ooni this, she knows, but she feels comfortable with her new friend. That is more than she can say for anyone else she’s met in her life. She’s never really had anyone to call a friend, anyway. Shaking her head, she gives Ooni @ooni-ren an apologetic look,” I’m sorry, Ooni. That just kind of… came out.” She finishes as she wipes at another tear.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was a bit surprised, nonetheless she felt compassion for her sister in arms. Ooni put her arm around Pavilla, feeling the churning sadness coming from her friend, much like the waves that pushed against the rocks ahead of them. The pull of the Force in this area must be impacting her, Ooni thought. She felt some tugging on her own heartstrings, but pushed the memories away.

“I’m so sorry Pavilla, I wasn’t aware of your situation… Is that why you joined the First Order? And you don’t have to be sorry for anything, it’s good to talk about things like that. It’s not good to keep those feelings in all the time,” Ooni replied, grabbing her metal detector again.

[pavilla-ren]

Taken aback at the sudden act of kindness, Pavilla goes rigid for a moment, settling into the comfort her friend offered her as Ooni’s gentle words lightly fall over the girl.

Sighing, Pavilla thinks over the many reasons why she’d joined the First Order. There were so many reasons, but that was one was the strongest next to her desire to learn the ways of the Force and find her purpose in life.

Drawing her brows together, she tries to think of what she should say to her sister in arms. What if Ooni thought her to be strange or weak?

Shaking her head, she finds her voice as softly replies,” I… I joined because I thought I would find my purpose, here. My grandfather… He told me to find Kylo Ren. He told me that once I found him, I would find people like me. That I would find out what I was meant to do and that I would be able to avenge myself and my family.”

[ooni-ren]

“He was right, then. That’s what we were put here to do. I feel a strong pull to the Force here, I think it may be evoking some powerful emotions in both of us. I think our ancestors wanted us to come here,” Ooni replied, gesturing to the jetty in front of them and the beach around them.

[pavilla-ren]

Taking a deep breath as she pushes away the feelings that run through her, she notices a large rocky mass far out onto the sea, a strange sensation falling over the girl as she feels the familiar presence of the Force course through her. “…Yeah, you’re right, Ooni.” She pauses as the sensation ebbs throughout the girl just as the waves around her do. It takes her a moment to center her bearings, following the strange pull to the rocky mass ahead of them. “I think we should get going, now.” She reluctantly tells her companion. Pavilla, unsure of what to say, remains silent as she follows the strange pull. Ooni @ooni-ren lead the way across the jetty, tense and noticeably careful as she chose which rocks to step upon. There were several many crashed ships sticking out of the water of varying sizes and shapes. The biggest one was farther out into the sea, a destroyer, it looked like. The ship was half-submerged in the inky, dark sea. It looked like the destroyer had crashed into what used to be Scarif’s archive building according to the map on the com they had brought with them. Pavilla and Ooni’s thoughts buzzed as they considered the potential of what they could find in the wreckage.

[ooni-ren]

“Look, Pav, it’s a destroyer! It seems to have crashed into the archive building, and now all of that stuff is under the water. Let’s try to find a way in, I brought aquata breathers. We can swim down there and find some artifacts from the ancient Force-users that used to be here. I bet they’ve got tons of stuff, it’s just below the surface!” Ooni babbled excitedly and pointed to the ship.

Even with her excitement, Ooni felt a dark presence around them. There were so many ships… Too many to be a simple battle, and there was something eerie about the air of the place. It was broad daylight, but Ooni felt as if she was approaching an abandoned building.

[pavilla-ren]

“Wait, Ooni-“ Pavilla holds out a hand to stop Ooni @ooni-ren from following her in, realizing it is too dark to proceed. “I have something else in mind, actually. I think we could use some gear that only Kylo @dating-kylo-ren has access to. I saw some of it in his personal storage when I returned from Al’Doleem,” she says. Closing her eyes to call to her master, she asks,”Kylo, if you can hear me, can you help us?”

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

I hear you @pavilla-ren

Hmm. Sounds like you and @ooni-ren could use some help.

I’m sending you a supply drop with two Lightsabers. They have underwater mods and were taken from the corpse of a foolish Jedi Master.

I’m also sending you soda and a porg and pineapple pizza. Get to work.

[ooni-ren]

“THANKS DAD @dating-kylo-ren!” Ooni yelled into the Force bond she had also tuned into before turning to Pavilla, “Porg and pineapple pizza! That’s one of my favorites.”

[pavilla-ren]

Nodding as a smirk peeks at the edges of her lips, she loudly calls out,” Thank you, Papa Ren!” She doesn’t look to see how her master @dating-kylo-ren will react to being named such a thing, but tries, unsuccessfully, to hide the small bout of laughter as she senses the amusement rolling off of her companion @ooni-ren in waves

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

You’re not children and don’t call me ‘Papa’ like I’m some Imperial Science Officer Hack.

I think you’ve both been in the sun too long.

Eat and rehydrate. You can go exploring once you sound less delirious.

[pavilla-ren]

After finishing their meal and collecting the gear that Kylo Ren had left them, the girls climb around the last remaining rocks, coming to stop as they stand before a triangular shape jutting from the sands that is twice as tall as them. It casts a large and foreboding shadow over them, each slowly moving closer to the jagged, torn opening on the underside of the ship that looks as though a lightsaber cut through it.

The opening is just wide enough for each of them to pass through at a time, and darkness shrouds Pavilla as she slides past the entrance, the only source of light filtering through the gap in the wall.

There is an ominous feeling that slowly creeps over the girl, the hairs on the back of her neck standing up as she tries to get her bearings in the darkness that wraps around her.

Her hand instinctively moving to the her hip to grab for her Riot Baton, she momentarily forgets that she is not in her usual attire, her fingers nonetheless unclipping the foreign, old saber hilt from its place by a holster strapped to her hip.

The saber that she now holds is not her own, the girl closing her eyes as she remembers the familiar visions and dreams of a blade as black as night that is flecked and shrouded by white.

Shaking her head, she ignites the blade, the dark space soon covered in blue light that reminds her of the water that now churns violently against the fallen ship.

She’d always hated the color of blue.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni walks into the old ship and the instant creaking noises chased by the ominous breeze that wafted through the ship’s rusty, twisting body instantly had her heart rate speeding up. Ooni switched on her flashlight and shone it around, suspicious of the stability of the metal they walked upon. The broken angles of metal twisted like maimed limbs, and when she took another step forward, the ship gave a loud groan. Ooni thought of a dying person with broken bones jutting out, moaning as death pressed them to move on from their worldly body. Ooni shuddered.

“Pav, I don’t like this. Why is the Force calling us here? This place seems dangerous…” Ooni whispered. Why she was whispering, she didn’t know. No one else was there, but it seemed like the sort of situation where one would want to whisper. Perhaps that was the effect the dark had on her. She walked deeper into the ship, finding a sturdy panel that lead up. She walked upwards and began to notice several smaller ships around them. By the looks of things, many resistance ships were jammed through the hull of the destroyer. Ooni was able to put two and two together once she saw an old helmet floating in the cockpit of a crushed X-Wing that blocked the way.

“Pavilla…These pilots crashed into the destroyer. This was a suicide mission,” Ooni choked out.

[pavilla-ren]

The saber casts an almost eerie glow upon her surroundings, strange shadows seeming to follow her as she moves about. The sounds of the waves that crash against the decrepit, broken ship and creaks of the old floorboards under her feet soon die out as the girl allows the Force to guide her along.

Pavilla finds herself moving through an alcove that she would’ve missed if not for the familiar pull of the Force, her feet almost moving on their own as she treads up a ramp that leads to what looks to be a small room up ahead. The metal beneath her hisses as she steps upon it, a small pang of fear striking her chest when she dips her head to look down.

It is not lost on her that below the ramp is a pit of darkness that she knows she will not survive if she were to lose her footing and fall, but she doesn’t care. She keeps moving despite her better senses that are screaming at her to get away, refusing to give in it them. The Force was calling her here. She could feel it.

Suddenly Pavilla hears a voice. Or rather, a combination of multiple voices into one that call her name. It echoes around her, the girl so taken aback at the onset of it that she jerks her head in the direction from which the voices had whispered her name.

It had come from the small room that is only a few steps ahead, and where she should have felt fear, it had gone away. It had been just as fleeting as the wind that now howled outside of the ship that screamed at its trespassers.

Taking a deep breath, the girl continued on until she took in what must have been an armory. Shelves that spanned the length of the room lined each wall, blasters of every sort and make abandoned as they sat unused amongst each and every rack. Her hand, almost as if being compelled by another force to move, rises toward a blaster called the Westar-35.

Pavilla doesn’t know how she knows the name of the weapon, but she absent-mindedly runs her hand over the space above it, a strange sensation passing over the girl as she does.

She does not hear her companion’s warning, for the two had separated and gone to two different sides of the war-torn ship. So when her hand finally lowers to touch the weapon, it is too late.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was busy looking at some mysterious and unsettling-looking claw marks on the wall of the ship when something didn’t seem right. Pavilla had gone in the other direction, but suddenly

Ooni had a sinking feeling in her stomach. Almost like a cat smelling the fear scent of it’s prey, Ooni could sense her friend’s distress. There was definitely something wrong, so Ooni decided to backtrack a bit, going towards the direction Pavilla had.

She got slapped in the face by a stray wire that came loose, but she brushed it off and kept going, “Pavilla?” Ooni called, hearing her voice echo in the damp cavern that the destroyer’s half-sunken shell had formed.

She heard another creaking noise coming from below her and a swishing sound in the water near the mouth of the entrance. It was like the Force did not want her to discover where her friend had gone, but Ooni pressed on. She couldn’t help but feel like something was wrong. She made it farther and picked up where Pavilla had been headed right before she heard a loud thud. Ooni broke into a run.

[pavilla-ren]

Flashes of black and white paired with high pitched screams and the familiar sounds of blaster fire take hold of her senses, for it is as if Pavilla is watching some kind of old holovid and at first, she doesn’t understand what she’s seeing. 

Dark shapes dot her vision, several rising from sands as white as the moon to resemble people, each with blasters in hand as her vision clears to watch the Battle of Scarif unfold.

It only takes Pavilla a moment to understand what had happened. She’d touched an old weapon in the armory that the Force had led her to, and now the Force was showing her segments of the past. It was showing her what had happened here.

There is a man who looks aged by years of battle, his greyed hair matching the long white cape that adorns him as he angrily orders TIE fighters to the beach where rogue rebels have landed and launched an assault as explosions dot the area behind him.

She sees the rebels fall one by one, each dying a brutal and horrifying death, the cries of agony and pain tearing through it all from voices indiscernible despite what she watches before her.

Blackened masses lay abandoned on sand stained with blood, the acrid stench of death filling her nose as the image changes and she sees what must have been the Battle of Scarif.

The scene shifts as Pavilla watches a familiar ship leave a command tower, it’s contents filled with relics and lost artifacts of the Sith and Jedi. She doesn’t have to think twice to know that the ships that kamikaze into the Star Destroyer one by one are Rebel ships, the Star Destroyer that Pavilla is now on eventually being brought down to the ocean after being pelted and hit by sixty X-Wings and a unyielding barrages of cannon fire.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni eventually locates the room Pavilla is in, igniting her blade and looking around to make sure her friend was not attacked before realizing that they were the only two there. It was the armory. Ooni sheathed her saber and knelt by Pavilla’s side, noticing she was shaking. Ooni’s blood ran cold, she pulled Pavilla’s head into her arms, not wanting her to get a concussion, “Pavilla? You with me?”

[pavilla-ren]

The scene shifts a final time, the environment fading to that of a console room with a viewport before a dark sky that is full of stars. There are two men that stand before the viewport, each clad in black.

One has his arms crossed as if he is thinking of something, deep and heavy breaths sounding from some kind of mechanized breathing apparatus that Pavilla knows to be a trademark of the legendary Sith, Darth Vader.

Beside him stands the man that had visited her on her ship following the days she had defected from the Resistance, his old and raspy voice echoing throughout the room,” See to it that you get those plans, apprentice… Make certain that your work and sacrifice will not have been in vain…”

A cruel bout of laughter falls from Sheev Palpatine’s aged lips after that as he turns, his topaz eyes fixing on hers as everything near him begins to fade away.

Extending a hand and pointing to Pavilla, his tone darkens in amusement when he speaks to his only granddaughter and last surviving descendant.

“And you, my young heiress,” He hisses as he hobbles closer to the girl before stopping in front of her to widen his grin,” you must awaken. Awaken, young heiress, to take what is yours and fulfill your destiny.”

At that, she is embraced by darkness once more.

[ooni-ren]

“Pavilla? Oh gosh…” Ooni opened up her com and began punching in a distress call, “Please wake up…”

[pavilla-ren]

Pavilla’s eyes snap open as she shoots up, one hand finding purchase on the floor beneath her while the other clutches at her chest as she breathes heavily. Not sure where she is, she looks around the dark space, not remembering where she’d been or what she’d been doing for a few moments.

She doesn’t register the movement of her companion beside her until Ooni calls her name, hesitance and…was it fear that marked her features as she quirked her head at Pavilla?

“Ooni? What happened to me? Where did you go? Where are we?”  

[ooni-ren]

Ooni stops typing in the emergency code and puts her com down when she sees her friend beginning to stir.

She rehearses in her head the protocol for emergencies, “Pavilla? Oh thank gosh you’re awake… I was walking in the other direction, I should have stayed closer to you. We’re on the mission, remember? In the sunken ship?”

Ooni surely hoped Pavilla wasn’t seriously hurt, but something told her the occurrence was largely Force-related and left her friend mostly unharmed. At least, physically, she was.

[pavilla-ren]

Releasing a deep breath, Pavilla moves a hand to her temple as she wills herself to recall the events leading up to the vision.

She’d been with Ooni, her friend. They’d found a fallen ship among a jetty, the Force drawing Pavilla as she’d lead Ooni to it. The two girls had then started to search the ship in their curiosity. She remembered it all, now.

Moving to stand up, the girl has to put a hand to the wall to catch herself, the room around slowly spinning as she tries to focus her vision.

Shaking her head to her companion, she tentatively replied,” Yes, I remember. I’m fine…”

She trails off when she notices the knowing look her friend gives her, instantly making Pavilla feel guilty for leaving her.

“I’m sorry, Ooni. I shouldn’t have left you either. It’s just… I think I attuned myself too strongly to the Force. I let it lead me here and, well… I had a vision. I know what happened here. The Force showed me.”

[ooni-ren]

“What did the Force show you? Maybe you should sit down for a moment,” Ooni replied.

“Do you want to go home, Pav? You look really shaken up, I thought we were having a seizure or something. I can talk to Lord Ren… He might understand if I explain what happened.” Ooni still felt the Force’s presence calling her, lower, this time. Towards the water.

But she wasn’t about to stick around on this creepy ship if her friend was negatively affected. She would only go on if Pavilla was ready.

[pavilla-ren]

“No, Ooni. Lord Ren doesn’t need to know about this.”

Her mind was clear of that as she spoke, her friend quick to see the sincerity to which Pavilla spoke as her gaze pierced Ooni’s with conviction.

Pavilla moves away from the wall, ignoring the way the room sways around her as she takes a step back. She has to keep moving, she decides.

Inaction was weakness in her mind, so she would not yield.

Considering her friend, she decided to confide in her and tell Ooni what she’d seen as she thinks back to the vision,” The Force showed me what happened here.”

She gestures to the room around her,” This ship… it was carrying relics and old artifacts of the Sith and Jedi when this system was attacked by the rebels in the Battle of Scarif. That’s why you saw so many destroyed ships around the bay,” Pavilla confessed.

Pavilla watches as Ooni’s look of concern grows, her brows drawing together as she thinks over what Pavilla has just told her.

It is lost on Pavilla why Ooni seems so perturbed, but she wants to help rid her friend of the feeling.

She gives a light smile to her friend, hoping that her companion will understand,” I’m fine,Ooni, really. Don’t worry!”

Turning away from Ooni, Pavilla’s vision catches the blaster she’d touched. She only considers it for a second, her hand moving to take the blaster from it’s abandoned place on the shelf as she clips it to her belt.

“Come on, Ooni, let’s get going,” She declared with more confidence than she felt.

[ooni-ren]

The Knight slowly got up, a bit suspicious of the air that had been created by the ordeal. But… Pavilla wanted to keep going, she seemed eager to keep exploring, even after likely being sore from taking such a hard fall on the floor. Ooni was swayed mostly by the fact that the Force had seemed to want to keep them there and also by the ongoing pull to the lower region of the ship.

“Alright, if you’re sure… Just, let me know if something else happens and you want to go. Lord Ren won’t have it if one of us dies or something,” Ooni remarked uneasily. She tightened her grip on the flashlight she brought and slung her pack over her shoulder.

“Let’s get out of this room, it’s giving me the creeps,” Ooni added.

[pavilla-ren]

Trying to keep her wonted playfulness in mind, Pavilla looked back at her friend, her usual grin on her face as she joked,” It’s just an old armory, Ooni… What, are you afraid these blasters are going to move from their places and follow you around?”

If she was being honest with herself, though, this place was definitely one that made her feel uneasy, but she wasn’t about to admit that to Ooni and worry her friend more than she already had.

The girl feels the familiar pull of the Force once more as she regains her bearings and the room she walks through no longer sways or spins as she moves, allowing its presence to move around her as it guides her again. It seemed that the Force wanted to show her something else, she mused.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni shook her head, “It’s not the blasters, it’s just the whole place has got this ominous feel to it. Like when you go to a cemetery, but worse.”

Ooni was the first one out of the room and noticed there were some collapsed panels that lead to the middle of the ship, from how high they were, she could see where the submerged part of the ship began and where the dry part ended.

 A large X-Wing was impaled right through the wall of the Destroyer a good drop below them, it was on the other side of the ship and it was very hard to see in the dark, but the reflective stickers were blinding as the flashlight’s glare raked across them.

“I think the Force wants me to go into that rebel ship, Pavilla. I keep feeling like I have to look at it or something… Can we go down there?” Ooni turned to her friend.

[pavilla-ren]

Moving to stand beside her friend, Pavilla looked on in wonderment at the destruction that was before her.

The vision she’d seen replays in her mind, the girl astounded at how much chaos and death had brought about the fate of the system and ship she was now on. Her grandfather, Sheev Palpatine, had been involved. She knew that to be true as she looked around the metal cavern at smaller X-Wings and dark, gaping holes in the walls.

When Ooni speaks, Pavilla can discern the curiosity paired with need that Ooni has to go  to the rebel ship. The Force was leading her companion there, she knew. If anyone understood the pull of the Force, it was Pavilla.

Nodding in agreement to Ooni, she answers,”Yes, we can go. I’ll follow behind you.”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni carefully chose her path down to where water met steel, giving a yelp as one of the steel panels gave way under her.

She ended up sliding down the rest of the way, which was luckily only a few feet. She stood up with disgust and tried to wipe the algae off of her pants to no avail, “Pavilla, you okay back there? We probably should have brought jet packs or something, it’s gonna be a karking pain to get out of here.”

Ooni reached into her bag and grabbed an aquata breather, “Maker… I sure hope there aren’t any really dangerous fish in these parts, I don’t see anything around here, though. Maybe we should check just to be safe.”

[pavilla-ren]

“OONI!”

Pavilla watched as her friend descended, fear gripping her as the floor gave out under Ooni and she disappeared into the chasm of water below with a splash.

It was only when Pavilla heard her friend cursing below that she released a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding, shaking her head at her friend’s clumsiness. It was just like Ooni to fall hundreds of feet and worry about a kriffing jet pack.

With a relieved sigh, she called out,” We’ll be fine, although I don’t see any fish or anything that would be a problem for us, water girl!”

With that, Pavilla jumps from the metal ledge and finds herself in the water after falling a few meters.

When she surfaces, she holds up one hand to reflexively catch the aquata breather her friend had thrown for her. Scanning her surroundings, she finds Ooni near an X-Wing that was lodged into wall just a little ways ahead of her. 

“Good luck, Ooni. I hope you find whatever it is that the Force is leading you to,” Pavilla calls out, her attention soon seized by the familiar tug of the Force. It seemed to want her to go down towards the ocean floor. 

Very well, Pavilla mused. She was determined to follow it. 

[ooni-ren]

Ooni had grabbed another aquata breather from the bag and put it on. She had also taken care to tuck her bag into a nook and put a small electric flare down to signal where her stuff was. Not that it mattered much anyway, she was bringing her waterproof com and flashlight, the only things that remained in the bag were an extra blaster and a bottle of water. She had tried to save an extra slice of pizza for later, but ended up eating it before she and Pavilla had split up earlier.

The Knight took a deep breath and dove into the water, keeping her flashlight on in front of her. The small ship was twisted up and Ooni couldn’t even see what had become of the cockpit. She swam around to the back and decided to enter in from that way. After taking a moment to compose herself, she used the Force to open the door of the ship and swam in, avoiding any wires that stuck out of place.

[pavilla-ren]

When Ooni disappeared under the water, Pavilla put on her own aquata breather as she unclipped the lightsaber from her belt.

She had a feeling she’d need it, soon.

Once the blade hisses to life, the girl dives, the blade doing little to light her way as she makes toward the bottom of the metal encased grotto.

From what she can see, there are various artifacts that lay abandoned on what used to be shelves that line each wall to either side of the girl, reminding her of the armory she’d just come from.

She stops at a row of lightsaber hilts, their kyber crystals long gone. She cannot feel any energy from the any of the hilts as she runs a hand over them.The Force was trying to pull her somewhere, to something, but it wasn’t this.

Continuing her descent, she notices broken pieces of various talismans and amulets, their energies also nonexistent when the girl waves her hand over them.

Shaking her head in annoyment, Pavilla moves downward once more, a glint catching her eye somewhere along the seafloor.  

[ooni-ren]

Ooni swam up to the crushed cockpit and wondered if she should open the door, but the throbbing yank of the Force compelled her to. When she did, she was almost recoiled by the skeleton that was plastered to the broken windshield. However, the deceased pilot’s gloved left hand had a length of string wrapped around the fingers. At the end of said string was a little clear crystal, and Ooni instantly knew that was the source of the pull toward this ship.

The Knight noticed that the purple crystal that was tied to the braid in her hair had began to glow and pull itself towards the clear crystal. Her Supreme Leader’s suspicions had been correct, her first kyber crystal had a twin and here it was. Ooni excitedly reached out to grasp the little crystal that had literally been in the wrong hands...

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

There’s something in the water…

The Force is telling me that there are buried objects off the Scarif shoreline. Some of them possess strange power. Others could be quite valuable.

I invite everyone to take a swim and look for these hidden gems.

In other words, get the hell off the beach so Rey @dating-rey-of-jakku and I can be alone.

[ooni-ren]

Yes, sir! @pavilla-ren, do you want to look for cool stuff in the shipwrecks?

[pavilla-ren]

I thought you’d never ask, @ooni-ren !! I’ve been wanting to go do that since we got here !

[ooni-ren]

Ooni and @pavilla-ren are drawn to the seas when ordered to leave the beach by Kylo Ren.

“Look at all these wrecks, there must have been something here for them to crash into, maybe there’s a cave  in the water somewhere?” Ooni pointed to the various hunks of misshapen, rusty ship parts poking out of the water.

[pavilla-ren]

Pavilla sprints ahead of Ooni @ooni-ren, relishing in the feel of the warm rays of the sun as the crisp air brushes along her face and the two span the length the beach. Releasing a breath as she puts a hand over her eyes to squint at the view before her, she exclaims, “I’m sensing something… I don’t know what, but it definitely seems to be coming from that direction!”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni got out her spray-on sunblock, “Just in case,” she told Pavilla @pavilla-ren  as she sprayed the sunscreen on her arms. “I sense something there too, from the sound of the way the wind is whistling, I think that big cliff-structure is hollow.” Ooni sprayed some more sunblock on her hands and began to rub it on her shoulders and neck. Afterword, she rubbed some on her face and offered the sunblock to Pavilla.

[pavilla-ren]

Taking the sunblock from Ooni @ooni-ren, Pavilla applied it to her arms as well. Nodding as she motions to the remnants of imperial and rebel ships that lay at rest in distance, she replies,” Do you want to go see some of the wrecks out there? I think there could be some good finds as no one has really been here since the whole incident with the Death Star plans that happened here decades ago.” “Of course,” she shrugs,” smugglers and treasure hunters could have already raided the place, but who knows what could still be here!”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni nodded, switching on her metal detector and plopping her sunhat on her head, “Let’s do this thing!” Ooni began to lead the way, letting the waves lap over her feet as she walked. She had a pair of sandals in her bag, but decided she wouldn’t put them on until they had to walk on rocks. She’d always loved the feeling of the cool water around her ankles as a child, “I really have missed the beach… There’s just something about it today, Pav @pavilla-ren, I don’t know what. I just feel like I’m supposed to be here.”

[pavilla-ren]

Arching a brow, she curiously looked over at her companion,” You feel like it’s pulling you toward it, don’t you?” The feeling of the cool water that washes over her feet as the soft sand envelops them is not lost on her, though. She has never felt anything like this before and finds that she likes it. Talking more to herself than to Ooni @ooni-ren, she confesses,” I think I know what you’re getting at, Ooni. There’s something about this place to me as well… it’s like I almost feel drawn here despite never having been to a beach, before. It’s strange, isn’t it?”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni scrunches her toes in the sand as she walks, breathing in the salty sea air, “The ocean does that to people. We used to come to the beach a lot, my family and I. That was before things changed, but it was fun. I never knew how much I’d appreciate the sea until all I had to look at outside my window was the black void of space.” They approach the entrance and Ooni leaned her metal detector against the cave wall before getting her sandals out of her bag.

[pavilla-ren]

Moving her gaze downward as she dips her head, she tries to keep the memories of her childhood from replaying in her head as the two girls walk along the jetty, the cool water suddenly feeling icy as it lapped at Pavilla’s feet. The memories that most had of childhood were not what she had, for hers left her hollow and numb for what had been cruelly stolen from her. Watching the slow rise and fall of the water, Pavilla somberly tells her companion,” I never knew my family. They were killed by Luke Skywalker.” She stops to take another breath, her vision blurring as a lone tear trails down her cheek. She shouldn’t be telling Ooni this, she knows, but she feels comfortable with her new friend. That is more than she can say for anyone else she’s met in her life. She’s never really had anyone to call a friend, anyway. Shaking her head, she gives Ooni @ooni-ren an apologetic look,” I’m sorry, Ooni. That just kind of… came out.” She finishes as she wipes at another tear.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was a bit surprised, nonetheless she felt compassion for her sister in arms. Ooni put her arm around Pavilla, feeling the churning sadness coming from her friend, much like the waves that pushed against the rocks ahead of them. The pull of the Force in this area must be impacting her, Ooni thought. She felt some tugging on her own heartstrings, but pushed the memories away.

“I’m so sorry Pavilla, I wasn’t aware of your situation… Is that why you joined the First Order? And you don’t have to be sorry for anything, it’s good to talk about things like that. It’s not good to keep those feelings in all the time,” Ooni replied, grabbing her metal detector again.

[pavilla-ren]

Taken aback at the sudden act of kindness, Pavilla goes rigid for a moment, settling into the comfort her friend offered her as Ooni’s gentle words lightly fall over the girl.

Sighing, Pavilla thinks over the many reasons why she’d joined the First Order. There were so many reasons, but that was one was the strongest next to her desire to learn the ways of the Force and find her purpose in life.

Drawing her brows together, she tries to think of what she should say to her sister in arms. What if Ooni thought her to be strange or weak?

Shaking her head, she finds her voice as softly replies,” I… I joined because I thought I would find my purpose, here. My grandfather… He told me to find Kylo Ren. He told me that once I found him, I would find people like me. That I would find out what I was meant to do and that I would be able to avenge myself and my family.”

[ooni-ren]

“He was right, then. That’s what we were put here to do. I feel a strong pull to the Force here, I think it may be evoking some powerful emotions in both of us. I think our ancestors wanted us to come here,” Ooni replied, gesturing to the jetty in front of them and the beach around them.

[pavilla-ren]

Taking a deep breath as she pushes away the feelings that run through her, she notices a large rocky mass far out onto the sea, a strange sensation falling over the girl as she feels the familiar presence of the Force course through her. “…Yeah, you’re right, Ooni.” She pauses as the sensation ebbs throughout the girl just as the waves around her do. It takes her a moment to center her bearings, following the strange pull to the rocky mass ahead of them. “I think we should get going, now.” She reluctantly tells her companion. Pavilla, unsure of what to say, remains silent as she follows the strange pull. Ooni @ooni-ren lead the way across the jetty, tense and noticeably careful as she chose which rocks to step upon. There were several many crashed ships sticking out of the water of varying sizes and shapes. The biggest one was farther out into the sea, a destroyer, it looked like. The ship was half-submerged in the inky, dark sea. It looked like the destroyer had crashed into what used to be Scarif’s archive building according to the map on the com they had brought with them. Pavilla and Ooni’s thoughts buzzed as they considered the potential of what they could find in the wreckage.

[ooni-ren]

“Look, Pav, it’s a destroyer! It seems to have crashed into the archive building, and now all of that stuff is under the water. Let’s try to find a way in, I brought aquata breathers. We can swim down there and find some artifacts from the ancient Force-users that used to be here. I bet they’ve got tons of stuff, it’s just below the surface!” Ooni babbled excitedly and pointed to the ship.

Even with her excitement, Ooni felt a dark presence around them. There were so many ships… Too many to be a simple battle, and there was something eerie about the air of the place. It was broad daylight, but Ooni felt as if she was approaching an abandoned building.

[pavilla-ren]

“Wait, Ooni-“ Pavilla holds out a hand to stop Ooni @ooni-ren from following her in, realizing it is too dark to proceed. “I have something else in mind, actually. I think we could use some gear that only Kylo @dating-kylo-ren has access to. I saw some of it in his personal storage when I returned from Al’Doleem,” she says. Closing her eyes to call to her master, she asks,”Kylo, if you can hear me, can you help us?”

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

I hear you @pavilla-ren

Hmm. Sounds like you and @ooni-ren could use some help.

I’m sending you a supply drop with two Lightsabers. They have underwater mods and were taken from the corpse of a foolish Jedi Master.

I’m also sending you soda and a porg and pineapple pizza. Get to work.

[ooni-ren]

“THANKS DAD @dating-kylo-ren!” Ooni yelled into the Force bond she had also tuned into before turning to Pavilla, “Porg and pineapple pizza! That’s one of my favorites.”

[pavilla-ren]

Nodding as a smirk peeks at the edges of her lips, she loudly calls out,” Thank you, Papa Ren!” She doesn’t look to see how her master @dating-kylo-ren will react to being named such a thing, but tries, unsuccessfully, to hide the small bout of laughter as she senses the amusement rolling off of her companion @ooni-ren in waves

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

You’re not children and don’t call me ‘Papa’ like I’m some Imperial Science Officer Hack.

I think you’ve both been in the sun too long.

Eat and rehydrate. You can go exploring once you sound less delirious.

[pavilla-ren]

After finishing their meal and collecting the gear that Kylo Ren had left them, the girls climb around the last remaining rocks, coming to stop as they stand before a triangular shape jutting from the sands that is twice as tall as them. It casts a large and foreboding shadow over them, each slowly moving closer to the jagged, torn opening on the underside of the ship that looks as though a lightsaber cut through it.

The opening is just wide enough for each of them to pass through at a time, and darkness shrouds Pavilla as she slides past the entrance, the only source of light filtering through the gap in the wall.

There is an ominous feeling that slowly creeps over the girl, the hairs on the back of her neck standing up as she tries to get her bearings in the darkness that wraps around her.

Her hand instinctively moving to the her hip to grab for her Riot Baton, she momentarily forgets that she is not in her usual attire, her fingers nonetheless unclipping the foreign, old saber hilt from its place by a holster strapped to her hip.

The saber that she now holds is not her own, the girl closing her eyes as she remembers the familiar visions and dreams of a blade as black as night that is flecked and shrouded by white.

Shaking her head, she ignites the blade, the dark space soon covered in blue light that reminds her of the water that now churns violently against the fallen ship.

She’d always hated the color of blue.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni walks into the old ship and the instant creaking noises chased by the ominous breeze that wafted through the ship’s rusty, twisting body instantly had her heart rate speeding up. Ooni switched on her flashlight and shone it around, suspicious of the stability of the metal they walked upon. The broken angles of metal twisted like maimed limbs, and when she took another step forward, the ship gave a loud groan. Ooni thought of a dying person with broken bones jutting out, moaning as death pressed them to move on from their worldly body. Ooni shuddered.

“Pav, I don’t like this. Why is the Force calling us here? This place seems dangerous…” Ooni whispered. Why she was whispering, she didn’t know. No one else was there, but it seemed like the sort of situation where one would want to whisper. Perhaps that was the effect the dark had on her. She walked deeper into the ship, finding a sturdy panel that lead up. She walked upwards and began to notice several smaller ships around them. By the looks of things, many resistance ships were jammed through the hull of the destroyer. Ooni was able to put two and two together once she saw an old helmet floating in the cockpit of a crushed X-Wing that blocked the way.

“Pavilla…These pilots crashed into the destroyer. This was a suicide mission,” Ooni choked out.

[pavilla-ren]

The saber casts an almost eerie glow upon her surroundings, strange shadows seeming to follow her as she moves about. The sounds of the waves that crash against the decrepit, broken ship and creaks of the old floorboards under her feet soon die out as the girl allows the Force to guide her along.

Pavilla finds herself moving through an alcove that she would’ve missed if not for the familiar pull of the Force, her feet almost moving on their own as she treads up a ramp that leads to what looks to be a small room up ahead. The metal beneath her hisses as she steps upon it, a small pang of fear striking her chest when she dips her head to look down.

It is not lost on her that below the ramp is a pit of darkness that she knows she will not survive if she were to lose her footing and fall, but she doesn’t care. She keeps moving despite her better senses that are screaming at her to get away, refusing to give in it them. The Force was calling her here. She could feel it.

Suddenly Pavilla hears a voice. Or rather, a combination of multiple voices into one that call her name. It echoes around her, the girl so taken aback at the onset of it that she jerks her head in the direction from which the voices had whispered her name.

It had come from the small room that is only a few steps ahead, and where she should have felt fear, it had gone away. It had been just as fleeting as the wind that now howled outside of the ship that screamed at its trespassers.

Taking a deep breath, the girl continued on until she took in what must have been an armory. Shelves that spanned the length of the room lined each wall, blasters of every sort and make abandoned as they sat unused amongst each and every rack. Her hand, almost as if being compelled by another force to move, rises toward a blaster called the Westar-35.

Pavilla doesn’t know how she knows the name of the weapon, but she absent-mindedly runs her hand over the space above it, a strange sensation passing over the girl as she does.

She does not hear her companion’s warning, for the two had separated and gone to two different sides of the war-torn ship. So when her hand finally lowers to touch the weapon, it is too late.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was busy looking at some mysterious and unsettling-looking claw marks on the wall of the ship when something didn’t seem right. Pavilla had gone in the other direction, but suddenly

Ooni had a sinking feeling in her stomach. Almost like a cat smelling the fear scent of it’s prey, Ooni could sense her friend’s distress. There was definitely something wrong, so Ooni decided to backtrack a bit, going towards the direction Pavilla had.

She got slapped in the face by a stray wire that came loose, but she brushed it off and kept going, “Pavilla?” Ooni called, hearing her voice echo in the damp cavern that the destroyer’s half-sunken shell had formed.

She heard another creaking noise coming from below her and a swishing sound in the water near the mouth of the entrance. It was like the Force did not want her to discover where her friend had gone, but Ooni pressed on. She couldn’t help but feel like something was wrong. She made it farther and picked up where Pavilla had been headed right before she heard a loud thud. Ooni broke into a run.

[pavilla-ren]

Flashes of black and white paired with high pitched screams and the familiar sounds of blaster fire take hold of her senses, for it is as if Pavilla is watching some kind of old holovid and at first, she doesn’t understand what she’s seeing. 

Dark shapes dot her vision, several rising from sands as white as the moon to resemble people, each with blasters in hand as her vision clears to watch the Battle of Scarif unfold.

It only takes Pavilla a moment to understand what had happened. She’d touched an old weapon in the armory that the Force had led her to, and now the Force was showing her segments of the past. It was showing her what had happened here.

There is a man who looks aged by years of battle, his greyed hair matching the long white cape that adorns him as he angrily orders TIE fighters to the beach where rogue rebels have landed and launched an assault as explosions dot the area behind him.

She sees the rebels fall one by one, each dying a brutal and horrifying death, the cries of agony and pain tearing through it all from voices indiscernible despite what she watches before her.

Blackened masses lay abandoned on sand stained with blood, the acrid stench of death filling her nose as the image changes and she sees what must have been the Battle of Scarif.

The scene shifts as Pavilla watches a familiar ship leave a command tower, it’s contents filled with relics and lost artifacts of the Sith and Jedi. She doesn’t have to think twice to know that the ships that kamikaze into the Star Destroyer one by one are Rebel ships, the Star Destroyer that Pavilla is now on eventually being brought down to the ocean after being pelted and hit by sixty X-Wings and a unyielding barrages of cannon fire.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni eventually locates the room Pavilla is in, igniting her blade and looking around to make sure her friend was not attacked before realizing that they were the only two there. It was the armory. Ooni sheathed her saber and knelt by Pavilla’s side, noticing she was shaking. Ooni’s blood ran cold, she pulled Pavilla’s head into her arms, not wanting her to get a concussion, “Pavilla? You with me?”

[pavilla-ren]

The scene shifts a final time, the environment fading to that of a console room with a viewport before a dark sky that is full of stars. There are two men that stand before the viewport, each clad in black.

One has his arms crossed as if he is thinking of something, deep and heavy breaths sounding from some kind of mechanized breathing apparatus that Pavilla knows to be a trademark of the legendary Sith, Darth Vader.

Beside him stands the man that had visited her on her ship following the days she had defected from the Resistance, his old and raspy voice echoing throughout the room,” See to it that you get those plans, apprentice… Make certain that your work and sacrifice will not have been in vain…”

A cruel bout of laughter falls from Sheev Palpatine’s aged lips after that as he turns, his topaz eyes fixing on hers as everything near him begins to fade away.

Extending a hand and pointing to Pavilla, his tone darkens in amusement when he speaks to his only granddaughter and last surviving descendant.

“And you, my young heiress,” He hisses as he hobbles closer to the girl before stopping in front of her to widen his grin,” you must awaken. Awaken, young heiress, to take what is yours and fulfill your destiny.”

At that, she is embraced by darkness once more.

[ooni-ren]

“Pavilla? Oh gosh…” Ooni opened up her com and began punching in a distress call, “Please wake up…”

[pavilla-ren]

Pavilla’s eyes snap open as she shoots up, one hand finding purchase on the floor beneath her while the other clutches at her chest as she breathes heavily. Not sure where she is, she looks around the dark space, not remembering where she’d been or what she’d been doing for a few moments.

She doesn’t register the movement of her companion beside her until Ooni calls her name, hesitance and…was it fear that marked her features as she quirked her head at Pavilla?

“Ooni? What happened to me? Where did you go? Where are we?”  

[ooni-ren]

Ooni stops typing in the emergency code and puts her com down when she sees her friend beginning to stir.

She rehearses in her head the protocol for emergencies, “Pavilla? Oh thank gosh you’re awake… I was walking in the other direction, I should have stayed closer to you. We’re on the mission, remember? In the sunken ship?”

Ooni surely hoped Pavilla wasn’t seriously hurt, but something told her the occurrence was largely Force-related and left her friend mostly unharmed. At least, physically, she was.

[pavilla-ren]

Releasing a deep breath, Pavilla moves a hand to her temple as she wills herself to recall the events leading up to the vision.

She’d been with Ooni, her friend. They’d found a fallen ship among a jetty, the Force drawing Pavilla as she’d lead Ooni to it. The two girls had then started to search the ship in their curiosity. She remembered it all, now.

Moving to stand up, the girl has to put a hand to the wall to catch herself, the room around slowly spinning as she tries to focus her vision.

Shaking her head to her companion, she tentatively replied,” Yes, I remember. I’m fine…”

She trails off when she notices the knowing look her friend gives her, instantly making Pavilla feel guilty for leaving her.

“I’m sorry, Ooni. I shouldn’t have left you either. It’s just… I think I attuned myself too strongly to the Force. I let it lead me here and, well… I had a vision. I know what happened here. The Force showed me.”

[ooni-ren]

“What did the Force show you? Maybe you should sit down for a moment,” Ooni replied.

“Do you want to go home, Pav? You look really shaken up, I thought we were having a seizure or something. I can talk to Lord Ren… He might understand if I explain what happened.” Ooni still felt the Force’s presence calling her, lower, this time. Towards the water.

But she wasn’t about to stick around on this creepy ship if her friend was negatively affected. She would only go on if Pavilla was ready.

[pavilla-ren]

“No, Ooni. Lord Ren doesn’t need to know about this.”

Her mind was clear of that as she spoke, her friend quick to see the sincerity to which Pavilla spoke as her gaze pierced Ooni’s with conviction.

Pavilla moves away from the wall, ignoring the way the room sways around her as she takes a step back. She has to keep moving, she decides.

Inaction was weakness in her mind, so she would not yield.

Considering her friend, she decided to confide in her and tell Ooni what she’d seen as she thinks back to the vision,” The Force showed me what happened here.”

She gestures to the room around her,” This ship… it was carrying relics and old artifacts of the Sith and Jedi when this system was attacked by the rebels in the Battle of Scarif. That’s why you saw so many destroyed ships around the bay,” Pavilla confessed.

Pavilla watches as Ooni’s look of concern grows, her brows drawing together as she thinks over what Pavilla has just told her.

It is lost on Pavilla why Ooni seems so perturbed, but she wants to help rid her friend of the feeling.

She gives a light smile to her friend, hoping that her companion will understand,” I’m fine,Ooni, really. Don’t worry!”

Turning away from Ooni, Pavilla’s vision catches the blaster she’d touched. She only considers it for a second, her hand moving to take the blaster from it’s abandoned place on the shelf as she clips it to her belt.

“Come on, Ooni, let’s get going,” She declared with more confidence than she felt.

[ooni-ren]

The Knight slowly got up, a bit suspicious of the air that had been created by the ordeal. But… Pavilla wanted to keep going, she seemed eager to keep exploring, even after likely being sore from taking such a hard fall on the floor. Ooni was swayed mostly by the fact that the Force had seemed to want to keep them there and also by the ongoing pull to the lower region of the ship.

“Alright, if you’re sure… Just, let me know if something else happens and you want to go. Lord Ren won’t have it if one of us dies or something,” Ooni remarked uneasily. She tightened her grip on the flashlight she brought and slung her pack over her shoulder.

“Let’s get out of this room, it’s giving me the creeps,” Ooni added.

[pavilla-ren]

Trying to keep her wonted playfulness in mind, Pavilla looked back at her friend, her usual grin on her face as she joked,” It’s just an old armory, Ooni… What, are you afraid these blasters are going to move from their places and follow you around?”

If she was being honest with herself, though, this place was definitely one that made her feel uneasy, but she wasn’t about to admit that to Ooni and worry her friend more than she already had.

The girl feels the familiar pull of the Force once more as she regains her bearings and the room she walks through no longer sways or spins as she moves, allowing its presence to move around her as it guides her again. It seemed that the Force wanted to show her something else, she mused.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni shook her head, “It’s not the blasters, it’s just the whole place has got this ominous feel to it. Like when you go to a cemetery, but worse.”

Ooni was the first one out of the room and noticed there were some collapsed panels that lead to the middle of the ship, from how high they were, she could see where the submerged part of the ship began and where the dry part ended.

 A large X-Wing was impaled right through the wall of the Destroyer a good drop below them, it was on the other side of the ship and it was very hard to see in the dark, but the reflective stickers were blinding as the flashlight’s glare raked across them.

“I think the Force wants me to go into that rebel ship, Pavilla. I keep feeling like I have to look at it or something… Can we go down there?” Ooni turned to her friend.

[pavilla-ren]

Moving to stand beside her friend, Pavilla looked on in wonderment at the destruction that was before her.

The vision she’d seen replays in her mind, the girl astounded at how much chaos and death had brought about the fate of the system and ship she was now on. Her grandfather, Sheev Palpatine, had been involved. She knew that to be true as she looked around the metal cavern at smaller X-Wings and dark, gaping holes in the walls.

When Ooni speaks, Pavilla can discern the curiosity paired with need that Ooni has to go  to the rebel ship. The Force was leading her companion there, she knew. If anyone understood the pull of the Force, it was Pavilla.

Nodding in agreement to Ooni, she answers,”Yes, we can go. I’ll follow behind you.”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni carefully chose her path down to where water met steel, giving a yelp as one of the steel panels gave way under her.

She ended up sliding down the rest of the way, which was luckily only a few feet. She stood up with disgust and tried to wipe the algae off of her pants to no avail, “Pavilla, you okay back there? We probably should have brought jet packs or something, it’s gonna be a karking pain to get out of here.”

Ooni reached into her bag and grabbed an aquata breather, “Maker… I sure hope there aren’t any really dangerous fish in these parts, I don’t see anything around here, though. Maybe we should check just to be safe.”

[pavilla-ren]

“OONI!”

Pavilla watched as her friend descended, fear gripping her as the floor gave out under Ooni and she disappeared into the chasm of water below with a splash.

It was only when Pavilla heard her friend cursing below that she released a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding, shaking her head at her friend’s clumsiness. It was just like Ooni to fall hundreds of feet and worry about a kriffing jet pack.

With a relieved sigh, she called out,” We’ll be fine, although I don’t see any fish or anything that would be a problem for us, water girl!”

With that, Pavilla jumps from the metal ledge and finds herself in the water after falling a few meters.

When she surfaces, she holds up one hand to reflexively catch the aquata breather her friend had thrown for her. Scanning her surroundings, she finds Ooni near an X-Wing that was lodged into wall just a little ways ahead of her. 

“Good luck, Ooni. I hope you find whatever it is that the Force is leading you to,” Pavilla calls out, her attention soon seized by the familiar tug of the Force. It seemed to want her to go down towards the ocean floor. 

Very well, Pavilla mused. She was determined to follow it. 

[ooni-ren]

Ooni had grabbed another aquata breather from the bag and put it on. She had also taken care to tuck her bag into a nook and put a small electric flare down to signal where her stuff was. Not that it mattered much anyway, she was bringing her waterproof com and flashlight, the only things that remained in the bag were an extra blaster and a bottle of water. She had tried to save an extra slice of pizza for later, but ended up eating it before she and Pavilla had split up earlier.

The Knight took a deep breath and dove into the water, keeping her flashlight on in front of her. The small ship was twisted up and Ooni couldn’t even see what had become of the cockpit. She swam around to the back and decided to enter in from that way. After taking a moment to compose herself, she used the Force to open the door of the ship and swam in, avoiding any wires that stuck out of place.

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

There’s something in the water…

The Force is telling me that there are buried objects off the Scarif shoreline. Some of them possess strange power. Others could be quite valuable.

I invite everyone to take a swim and look for these hidden gems.

In other words, get the hell off the beach so Rey @dating-rey-of-jakku and I can be alone.

[ooni-ren]

Yes, sir! @pavilla-ren, do you want to look for cool stuff in the shipwrecks?

[pavilla-ren]

I thought you’d never ask, @ooni-ren !! I’ve been wanting to go do that since we got here !

[ooni-ren]

Ooni and @pavilla-ren are drawn to the seas when ordered to leave the beach by Kylo Ren.

“Look at all these wrecks, there must have been something here for them to crash into, maybe there’s a cave  in the water somewhere?” Ooni pointed to the various hunks of misshapen, rusty ship parts poking out of the water.

[pavilla-ren]

Pavilla sprints ahead of Ooni @ooni-ren, relishing in the feel of the warm rays of the sun as the crisp air brushes along her face and the two span the length the beach. Releasing a breath as she puts a hand over her eyes to squint at the view before her, she exclaims, “I’m sensing something… I don’t know what, but it definitely seems to be coming from that direction!”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni got out her spray-on sunblock, “Just in case,” she told Pavilla @pavilla-ren  as she sprayed the sunscreen on her arms. “I sense something there too, from the sound of the way the wind is whistling, I think that big cliff-structure is hollow.” Ooni sprayed some more sunblock on her hands and began to rub it on her shoulders and neck. Afterword, she rubbed some on her face and offered the sunblock to Pavilla.

[pavilla-ren]

Taking the sunblock from Ooni @ooni-ren, Pavilla applied it to her arms as well. Nodding as she motions to the remnants of imperial and rebel ships that lay at rest in distance, she replies,” Do you want to go see some of the wrecks out there? I think there could be some good finds as no one has really been here since the whole incident with the Death Star plans that happened here decades ago.” “Of course,” she shrugs,” smugglers and treasure hunters could have already raided the place, but who knows what could still be here!”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni nodded, switching on her metal detector and plopping her sunhat on her head, “Let’s do this thing!” Ooni began to lead the way, letting the waves lap over her feet as she walked. She had a pair of sandals in her bag, but decided she wouldn’t put them on until they had to walk on rocks. She’d always loved the feeling of the cool water around her ankles as a child, “I really have missed the beach… There’s just something about it today, Pav @pavilla-ren, I don’t know what. I just feel like I’m supposed to be here.”

[pavilla-ren]

Arching a brow, she curiously looked over at her companion,” You feel like it’s pulling you toward it, don’t you?” The feeling of the cool water that washes over her feet as the soft sand envelops them is not lost on her, though. She has never felt anything like this before and finds that she likes it. Talking more to herself than to Ooni @ooni-ren, she confesses,” I think I know what you’re getting at, Ooni. There’s something about this place to me as well… it’s like I almost feel drawn here despite never having been to a beach, before. It’s strange, isn’t it?”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni scrunches her toes in the sand as she walks, breathing in the salty sea air, “The ocean does that to people. We used to come to the beach a lot, my family and I. That was before things changed, but it was fun. I never knew how much I’d appreciate the sea until all I had to look at outside my window was the black void of space.” They approach the entrance and Ooni leaned her metal detector against the cave wall before getting her sandals out of her bag.

[pavilla-ren]

Moving her gaze downward as she dips her head, she tries to keep the memories of her childhood from replaying in her head as the two girls walk along the jetty, the cool water suddenly feeling icy as it lapped at Pavilla’s feet. The memories that most had of childhood were not what she had, for hers left her hollow and numb for what had been cruelly stolen from her. Watching the slow rise and fall of the water, Pavilla somberly tells her companion,” I never knew my family. They were killed by Luke Skywalker.” She stops to take another breath, her vision blurring as a lone tear trails down her cheek. She shouldn’t be telling Ooni this, she knows, but she feels comfortable with her new friend. That is more than she can say for anyone else she’s met in her life. She’s never really had anyone to call a friend, anyway. Shaking her head, she gives Ooni @ooni-ren an apologetic look,” I’m sorry, Ooni. That just kind of… came out.” She finishes as she wipes at another tear.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was a bit surprised, nonetheless she felt compassion for her sister in arms. Ooni put her arm around Pavilla, feeling the churning sadness coming from her friend, much like the waves that pushed against the rocks ahead of them. The pull of the Force in this area must be impacting her, Ooni thought. She felt some tugging on her own heartstrings, but pushed the memories away.

“I’m so sorry Pavilla, I wasn’t aware of your situation… Is that why you joined the First Order? And you don’t have to be sorry for anything, it’s good to talk about things like that. It’s not good to keep those feelings in all the time,” Ooni replied, grabbing her metal detector again.

[pavilla-ren]

Taken aback at the sudden act of kindness, Pavilla goes rigid for a moment, settling into the comfort her friend offered her as Ooni’s gentle words lightly fall over the girl.

Sighing, Pavilla thinks over the many reasons why she’d joined the First Order. There were so many reasons, but that was one was the strongest next to her desire to learn the ways of the Force and find her purpose in life.

Drawing her brows together, she tries to think of what she should say to her sister in arms. What if Ooni thought her to be strange or weak?

Shaking her head, she finds her voice as softly replies,” I… I joined because I thought I would find my purpose, here. My grandfather… He told me to find Kylo Ren. He told me that once I found him, I would find people like me. That I would find out what I was meant to do and that I would be able to avenge myself and my family.”

[ooni-ren]

“He was right, then. That’s what we were put here to do. I feel a strong pull to the Force here, I think it may be evoking some powerful emotions in both of us. I think our ancestors wanted us to come here,” Ooni replied, gesturing to the jetty in front of them and the beach around them.

[pavilla-ren]

Taking a deep breath as she pushes away the feelings that run through her, she notices a large rocky mass far out onto the sea, a strange sensation falling over the girl as she feels the familiar presence of the Force course through her. “…Yeah, you’re right, Ooni.” She pauses as the sensation ebbs throughout the girl just as the waves around her do. It takes her a moment to center her bearings, following the strange pull to the rocky mass ahead of them. “I think we should get going, now.” She reluctantly tells her companion. Pavilla, unsure of what to say, remains silent as she follows the strange pull. Ooni @ooni-ren lead the way across the jetty, tense and noticeably careful as she chose which rocks to step upon. There were several many crashed ships sticking out of the water of varying sizes and shapes. The biggest one was farther out into the sea, a destroyer, it looked like. The ship was half-submerged in the inky, dark sea. It looked like the destroyer had crashed into what used to be Scarif’s archive building according to the map on the com they had brought with them. Pavilla and Ooni’s thoughts buzzed as they considered the potential of what they could find in the wreckage.

[ooni-ren]

“Look, Pav, it’s a destroyer! It seems to have crashed into the archive building, and now all of that stuff is under the water. Let’s try to find a way in, I brought aquata breathers. We can swim down there and find some artifacts from the ancient Force-users that used to be here. I bet they’ve got tons of stuff, it’s just below the surface!” Ooni babbled excitedly and pointed to the ship.

Even with her excitement, Ooni felt a dark presence around them. There were so many ships… Too many to be a simple battle, and there was something eerie about the air of the place. It was broad daylight, but Ooni felt as if she was approaching an abandoned building.

[pavilla-ren]

“Wait, Ooni-“ Pavilla holds out a hand to stop Ooni @ooni-ren from following her in, realizing it is too dark to proceed. “I have something else in mind, actually. I think we could use some gear that only Kylo @dating-kylo-ren has access to. I saw some of it in his personal storage when I returned from Al’Doleem,” she says. Closing her eyes to call to her master, she asks,”Kylo, if you can hear me, can you help us?”

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

I hear you @pavilla-ren

Hmm. Sounds like you and @ooni-ren could use some help.

I’m sending you a supply drop with two Lightsabers. They have underwater mods and were taken from the corpse of a foolish Jedi Master.

I’m also sending you soda and a porg and pineapple pizza. Get to work.

[ooni-ren]

“THANKS DAD @dating-kylo-ren!” Ooni yelled into the Force bond she had also tuned into before turning to Pavilla, “Porg and pineapple pizza! That’s one of my favorites.”

[pavilla-ren]

Nodding as a smirk peeks at the edges of her lips, she loudly calls out,” Thank you, Papa Ren!” She doesn’t look to see how her master @dating-kylo-ren will react to being named such a thing, but tries, unsuccessfully, to hide the small bout of laughter as she senses the amusement rolling off of her companion @ooni-ren in waves

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

You’re not children and don’t call me ‘Papa’ like I’m some Imperial Science Officer Hack.

I think you’ve both been in the sun too long.

Eat and rehydrate. You can go exploring once you sound less delirious.

[pavilla-ren]

After finishing their meal and collecting the gear that Kylo Ren had left them, the girls climb around the last remaining rocks, coming to stop as they stand before a triangular shape jutting from the sands that is twice as tall as them. It casts a large and foreboding shadow over them, each slowly moving closer to the jagged, torn opening on the underside of the ship that looks as though a lightsaber cut through it.

The opening is just wide enough for each of them to pass through at a time, and darkness shrouds Pavilla as she slides past the entrance, the only source of light filtering through the gap in the wall.

There is an ominous feeling that slowly creeps over the girl, the hairs on the back of her neck standing up as she tries to get her bearings in the darkness that wraps around her.

Her hand instinctively moving to the her hip to grab for her Riot Baton, she momentarily forgets that she is not in her usual attire, her fingers nonetheless unclipping the foreign, old saber hilt from its place by a holster strapped to her hip.

The saber that she now holds is not her own, the girl closing her eyes as she remembers the familiar visions and dreams of a blade as black as night that is flecked and shrouded by white.

Shaking her head, she ignites the blade, the dark space soon covered in blue light that reminds her of the water that now churns violently against the fallen ship.

She’d always hated the color of blue.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni walks into the old ship and the instant creaking noises chased by the ominous breeze that wafted through the ship’s rusty, twisting body instantly had her heart rate speeding up. Ooni switched on her flashlight and shone it around, suspicious of the stability of the metal they walked upon. The broken angles of metal twisted like maimed limbs, and when she took another step forward, the ship gave a loud groan. Ooni thought of a dying person with broken bones jutting out, moaning as death pressed them to move on from their worldly body. Ooni shuddered.

“Pav, I don’t like this. Why is the Force calling us here? This place seems dangerous…” Ooni whispered. Why she was whispering, she didn’t know. No one else was there, but it seemed like the sort of situation where one would want to whisper. Perhaps that was the effect the dark had on her. She walked deeper into the ship, finding a sturdy panel that lead up. She walked upwards and began to notice several smaller ships around them. By the looks of things, many resistance ships were jammed through the hull of the destroyer. Ooni was able to put two and two together once she saw an old helmet floating in the cockpit of a crushed X-Wing that blocked the way.

“Pavilla…These pilots crashed into the destroyer. This was a suicide mission,” Ooni choked out.

[pavilla-ren]

The saber casts an almost eerie glow upon her surroundings, strange shadows seeming to follow her as she moves about. The sounds of the waves that crash against the decrepit, broken ship and creaks of the old floorboards under her feet soon die out as the girl allows the Force to guide her along.

Pavilla finds herself moving through an alcove that she would’ve missed if not for the familiar pull of the Force, her feet almost moving on their own as she treads up a ramp that leads to what looks to be a small room up ahead. The metal beneath her hisses as she steps upon it, a small pang of fear striking her chest when she dips her head to look down.

It is not lost on her that below the ramp is a pit of darkness that she knows she will not survive if she were to lose her footing and fall, but she doesn’t care. She keeps moving despite her better senses that are screaming at her to get away, refusing to give in it them. The Force was calling her here. She could feel it.

Suddenly Pavilla hears a voice. Or rather, a combination of multiple voices into one that call her name. It echoes around her, the girl so taken aback at the onset of it that she jerks her head in the direction from which the voices had whispered her name.

It had come from the small room that is only a few steps ahead, and where she should have felt fear, it had gone away. It had been just as fleeting as the wind that now howled outside of the ship that screamed at its trespassers.

Taking a deep breath, the girl continued on until she took in what must have been an armory. Shelves that spanned the length of the room lined each wall, blasters of every sort and make abandoned as they sat unused amongst each and every rack. Her hand, almost as if being compelled by another force to move, rises toward a blaster called the Westar-35.

Pavilla doesn’t know how she knows the name of the weapon, but she absent-mindedly runs her hand over the space above it, a strange sensation passing over the girl as she does.

She does not hear her companion’s warning, for the two had separated and gone to two different sides of the war-torn ship. So when her hand finally lowers to touch the weapon, it is too late.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was busy looking at some mysterious and unsettling-looking claw marks on the wall of the ship when something didn’t seem right. Pavilla had gone in the other direction, but suddenly

Ooni had a sinking feeling in her stomach. Almost like a cat smelling the fear scent of it’s prey, Ooni could sense her friend’s distress. There was definitely something wrong, so Ooni decided to backtrack a bit, going towards the direction Pavilla had.

She got slapped in the face by a stray wire that came loose, but she brushed it off and kept going, “Pavilla?” Ooni called, hearing her voice echo in the damp cavern that the destroyer’s half-sunken shell had formed.

She heard another creaking noise coming from below her and a swishing sound in the water near the mouth of the entrance. It was like the Force did not want her to discover where her friend had gone, but Ooni pressed on. She couldn’t help but feel like something was wrong. She made it farther and picked up where Pavilla had been headed right before she heard a loud thud. Ooni broke into a run.

[pavilla-ren]

Flashes of black and white paired with high pitched screams and the familiar sounds of blaster fire take hold of her senses, for it is as if Pavilla is watching some kind of old holovid and at first, she doesn’t understand what she’s seeing. 

Dark shapes dot her vision, several rising from sands as white as the moon to resemble people, each with blasters in hand as her vision clears to watch the Battle of Scarif unfold.

It only takes Pavilla a moment to understand what had happened. She’d touched an old weapon in the armory that the Force had led her to, and now the Force was showing her segments of the past. It was showing her what had happened here.

There is a man who looks aged by years of battle, his greyed hair matching the long white cape that adorns him as he angrily orders TIE fighters to the beach where rogue rebels have landed and launched an assault as explosions dot the area behind him.

She sees the rebels fall one by one, each dying a brutal and horrifying death, the cries of agony and pain tearing through it all from voices indiscernible despite what she watches before her.

Blackened masses lay abandoned on sand stained with blood, the acrid stench of death filling her nose as the image changes and she sees what must have been the Battle of Scarif.

The scene shifts as Pavilla watches a familiar ship leave a command tower, it’s contents filled with relics and lost artifacts of the Sith and Jedi. She doesn’t have to think twice to know that the ships that kamikaze into the Star Destroyer one by one are Rebel ships, the Star Destroyer that Pavilla is now on eventually being brought down to the ocean after being pelted and hit by sixty X-Wings and a unyielding barrages of cannon fire.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni eventually locates the room Pavilla is in, igniting her blade and looking around to make sure her friend was not attacked before realizing that they were the only two there. It was the armory. Ooni sheathed her saber and knelt by Pavilla’s side, noticing she was shaking. Ooni’s blood ran cold, she pulled Pavilla’s head into her arms, not wanting her to get a concussion, “Pavilla? You with me?”

[pavilla-ren]

The scene shifts a final time, the environment fading to that of a console room with a viewport before a dark sky that is full of stars. There are two men that stand before the viewport, each clad in black.

One has his arms crossed as if he is thinking of something, deep and heavy breaths sounding from some kind of mechanized breathing apparatus that Pavilla knows to be a trademark of the legendary Sith, Darth Vader.

Beside him stands the man that had visited her on her ship following the days she had defected from the Resistance, his old and raspy voice echoing throughout the room,” See to it that you get those plans, apprentice… Make certain that your work and sacrifice will not have been in vain…”

A cruel bout of laughter falls from Sheev Palpatine’s aged lips after that as he turns, his topaz eyes fixing on hers as everything near him begins to fade away.

Extending a hand and pointing to Pavilla, his tone darkens in amusement when he speaks to his only granddaughter and last surviving descendant.

“And you, my young heiress,” He hisses as he hobbles closer to the girl before stopping in front of her to widen his grin,” you must awaken. Awaken, young heiress, to take what is yours and fulfill your destiny.”

At that, she is embraced by darkness once more.

[ooni-ren]

“Pavilla? Oh gosh…” Ooni opened up her com and began punching in a distress call, “Please wake up…”

[pavilla-ren]

Pavilla’s eyes snap open as she shoots up, one hand finding purchase on the floor beneath her while the other clutches at her chest as she breathes heavily. Not sure where she is, she looks around the dark space, not remembering where she’d been or what she’d been doing for a few moments.

She doesn’t register the movement of her companion beside her until Ooni calls her name, hesitance and…was it fear that marked her features as she quirked her head at Pavilla?

“Ooni? What happened to me? Where did you go? Where are we?”  

[ooni-ren]

Ooni stops typing in the emergency code and puts her com down when she sees her friend beginning to stir.

She rehearses in her head the protocol for emergencies, “Pavilla? Oh thank gosh you’re awake… I was walking in the other direction, I should have stayed closer to you. We’re on the mission, remember? In the sunken ship?”

Ooni surely hoped Pavilla wasn’t seriously hurt, but something told her the occurrence was largely Force-related and left her friend mostly unharmed. At least, physically, she was.

[pavilla-ren]

Releasing a deep breath, Pavilla moves a hand to her temple as she wills herself to recall the events leading up to the vision.

She’d been with Ooni, her friend. They’d found a fallen ship among a jetty, the Force drawing Pavilla as she’d lead Ooni to it. The two girls had then started to search the ship in their curiosity. She remembered it all, now.

Moving to stand up, the girl has to put a hand to the wall to catch herself, the room around slowly spinning as she tries to focus her vision.

Shaking her head to her companion, she tentatively replied,” Yes, I remember. I’m fine…”

She trails off when she notices the knowing look her friend gives her, instantly making Pavilla feel guilty for leaving her.

“I’m sorry, Ooni. I shouldn’t have left you either. It’s just… I think I attuned myself too strongly to the Force. I let it lead me here and, well… I had a vision. I know what happened here. The Force showed me.”

[ooni-ren]

“What did the Force show you? Maybe you should sit down for a moment,” Ooni replied.

“Do you want to go home, Pav? You look really shaken up, I thought we were having a seizure or something. I can talk to Lord Ren… He might understand if I explain what happened.” Ooni still felt the Force’s presence calling her, lower, this time. Towards the water.

But she wasn’t about to stick around on this creepy ship if her friend was negatively affected. She would only go on if Pavilla was ready.

[pavilla-ren]

“No, Ooni. Lord Ren doesn’t need to know about this.”

Her mind was clear of that as she spoke, her friend quick to see the sincerity to which Pavilla spoke as her gaze pierced Ooni’s with conviction.

Pavilla moves away from the wall, ignoring the way the room sways around her as she takes a step back. She has to keep moving, she decides.

Inaction was weakness in her mind, so she would not yield.

Considering her friend, she decided to confide in her and tell Ooni what she’d seen as she thinks back to the vision,” The Force showed me what happened here.”

She gestures to the room around her,” This ship… it was carrying relics and old artifacts of the Sith and Jedi when this system was attacked by the rebels in the Battle of Scarif. That’s why you saw so many destroyed ships around the bay,” Pavilla confessed.

Pavilla watches as Ooni’s look of concern grows, her brows drawing together as she thinks over what Pavilla has just told her.

It is lost on Pavilla why Ooni seems so perturbed, but she wants to help rid her friend of the feeling.

She gives a light smile to her friend, hoping that her companion will understand,” I’m fine,Ooni, really. Don’t worry!”

Turning away from Ooni, Pavilla’s vision catches the blaster she’d touched. She only considers it for a second, her hand moving to take the blaster from it’s abandoned place on the shelf as she clips it to her belt.

“Come on, Ooni, let’s get going,” She declared with more confidence than she felt.

[ooni-ren]

The Knight slowly got up, a bit suspicious of the air that had been created by the ordeal. But… Pavilla wanted to keep going, she seemed eager to keep exploring, even after likely being sore from taking such a hard fall on the floor. Ooni was swayed mostly by the fact that the Force had seemed to want to keep them there and also by the ongoing pull to the lower region of the ship.

“Alright, if you’re sure… Just, let me know if something else happens and you want to go. Lord Ren won’t have it if one of us dies or something,” Ooni remarked uneasily. She tightened her grip on the flashlight she brought and slung her pack over her shoulder.

“Let’s get out of this room, it’s giving me the creeps,” Ooni added.

[pavilla-ren]

Trying to keep her wonted playfulness in mind, Pavilla looked back at her friend, her usual grin on her face as she joked,” It’s just an old armory, Ooni… What, are you afraid these blasters are going to move from their places and follow you around?”

If she was being honest with herself, though, this place was definitely one that made her feel uneasy, but she wasn’t about to admit that to Ooni and worry her friend more than she already had.

The girl feels the familiar pull of the Force once more as she regains her bearings and the room she walks through no longer sways or spins as she moves, allowing its presence to move around her as it guides her again. It seemed that the Force wanted to show her something else, she mused.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni shook her head, “It’s not the blasters, it’s just the whole place has got this ominous feel to it. Like when you go to a cemetery, but worse.”

Ooni was the first one out of the room and noticed there were some collapsed panels that lead to the middle of the ship, from how high they were, she could see where the submerged part of the ship began and where the dry part ended.

 A large X-Wing was impaled right through the wall of the Destroyer a good drop below them, it was on the other side of the ship and it was very hard to see in the dark, but the reflective stickers were blinding as the flashlight’s glare raked across them.

“I think the Force wants me to go into that rebel ship, Pavilla. I keep feeling like I have to look at it or something… Can we go down there?” Ooni turned to her friend.

[pavilla-ren]

Moving to stand beside her friend, Pavilla looked on in wonderment at the destruction that was before her.

The vision she’d seen replays in her mind, the girl astounded at how much chaos and death had brought about the fate of the system and ship she was now on. Her grandfather, Sheev Palpatine, had been involved. She knew that to be true as she looked around the metal cavern at smaller X-Wings and dark, gaping holes in the walls.

When Ooni speaks, Pavilla can discern the curiosity paired with need that Ooni has to go  to the rebel ship. The Force was leading her companion there, she knew. If anyone understood the pull of the Force, it was Pavilla.

Nodding in agreement to Ooni, she answers,”Yes, we can go. I’ll follow behind you.”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni carefully chose her path down to where water met steel, giving a yelp as one of the steel panels gave way under her.

She ended up sliding down the rest of the way, which was luckily only a few feet. She stood up with disgust and tried to wipe the algae off of her pants to no avail, “Pavilla, you okay back there? We probably should have brought jet packs or something, it’s gonna be a karking pain to get out of here.”

Ooni reached into her bag and grabbed an aquata breather, “Maker… I sure hope there aren’t any really dangerous fish in these parts, I don’t see anything around here, though. Maybe we should check just to be safe.”

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

There’s something in the water…

The Force is telling me that there are buried objects off the Scarif shoreline. Some of them possess strange power. Others could be quite valuable.

I invite everyone to take a swim and look for these hidden gems.

In other words, get the hell off the beach so Rey @dating-rey-of-jakku and I can be alone.

[ooni-ren]

Yes, sir! @pavilla-ren, do you want to look for cool stuff in the shipwrecks?

[pavilla-ren]

I thought you’d never ask, @ooni-ren !! I’ve been wanting to go do that since we got here !

[ooni-ren]

Ooni and @pavilla-ren are drawn to the seas when ordered to leave the beach by Kylo Ren.

“Look at all these wrecks, there must have been something here for them to crash into, maybe there’s a cave  in the water somewhere?” Ooni pointed to the various hunks of misshapen, rusty ship parts poking out of the water.

[pavilla-ren]

Pavilla sprints ahead of Ooni @ooni-ren, relishing in the feel of the warm rays of the sun as the crisp air brushes along her face and the two span the length the beach. Releasing a breath as she puts a hand over her eyes to squint at the view before her, she exclaims, “I’m sensing something… I don’t know what, but it definitely seems to be coming from that direction!”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni got out her spray-on sunblock, “Just in case,” she told Pavilla @pavilla-ren  as she sprayed the sunscreen on her arms. “I sense something there too, from the sound of the way the wind is whistling, I think that big cliff-structure is hollow.” Ooni sprayed some more sunblock on her hands and began to rub it on her shoulders and neck. Afterword, she rubbed some on her face and offered the sunblock to Pavilla.

[pavilla-ren]

Taking the sunblock from Ooni @ooni-ren, Pavilla applied it to her arms as well. Nodding as she motions to the remnants of imperial and rebel ships that lay at rest in distance, she replies,” Do you want to go see some of the wrecks out there? I think there could be some good finds as no one has really been here since the whole incident with the Death Star plans that happened here decades ago.” “Of course,” she shrugs,” smugglers and treasure hunters could have already raided the place, but who knows what could still be here!”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni nodded, switching on her metal detector and plopping her sunhat on her head, “Let’s do this thing!” Ooni began to lead the way, letting the waves lap over her feet as she walked. She had a pair of sandals in her bag, but decided she wouldn’t put them on until they had to walk on rocks. She’d always loved the feeling of the cool water around her ankles as a child, “I really have missed the beach… There’s just something about it today, Pav @pavilla-ren, I don’t know what. I just feel like I’m supposed to be here.”

[pavilla-ren]

Arching a brow, she curiously looked over at her companion,” You feel like it’s pulling you toward it, don’t you?” The feeling of the cool water that washes over her feet as the soft sand envelops them is not lost on her, though. She has never felt anything like this before and finds that she likes it. Talking more to herself than to Ooni @ooni-ren, she confesses,” I think I know what you’re getting at, Ooni. There’s something about this place to me as well… it’s like I almost feel drawn here despite never having been to a beach, before. It’s strange, isn’t it?”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni scrunches her toes in the sand as she walks, breathing in the salty sea air, “The ocean does that to people. We used to come to the beach a lot, my family and I. That was before things changed, but it was fun. I never knew how much I’d appreciate the sea until all I had to look at outside my window was the black void of space.” They approach the entrance and Ooni leaned her metal detector against the cave wall before getting her sandals out of her bag.

[pavilla-ren]

Moving her gaze downward as she dips her head, she tries to keep the memories of her childhood from replaying in her head as the two girls walk along the jetty, the cool water suddenly feeling icy as it lapped at Pavilla’s feet. The memories that most had of childhood were not what she had, for hers left her hollow and numb for what had been cruelly stolen from her. Watching the slow rise and fall of the water, Pavilla somberly tells her companion,” I never knew my family. They were killed by Luke Skywalker.” She stops to take another breath, her vision blurring as a lone tear trails down her cheek. She shouldn’t be telling Ooni this, she knows, but she feels comfortable with her new friend. That is more than she can say for anyone else she’s met in her life. She’s never really had anyone to call a friend, anyway. Shaking her head, she gives Ooni @ooni-ren an apologetic look,” I’m sorry, Ooni. That just kind of… came out.” She finishes as she wipes at another tear.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was a bit surprised, nonetheless she felt compassion for her sister in arms. Ooni put her arm around Pavilla, feeling the churning sadness coming from her friend, much like the waves that pushed against the rocks ahead of them. The pull of the Force in this area must be impacting her, Ooni thought. She felt some tugging on her own heartstrings, but pushed the memories away.

“I’m so sorry Pavilla, I wasn’t aware of your situation… Is that why you joined the First Order? And you don’t have to be sorry for anything, it’s good to talk about things like that. It’s not good to keep those feelings in all the time,” Ooni replied, grabbing her metal detector again.

[pavilla-ren]

Taken aback at the sudden act of kindness, Pavilla goes rigid for a moment, settling into the comfort her friend offered her as Ooni’s gentle words lightly fall over the girl.

Sighing, Pavilla thinks over the many reasons why she’d joined the First Order. There were so many reasons, but that was one was the strongest next to her desire to learn the ways of the Force and find her purpose in life.

Drawing her brows together, she tries to think of what she should say to her sister in arms. What if Ooni thought her to be strange or weak?

Shaking her head, she finds her voice as softly replies,” I… I joined because I thought I would find my purpose, here. My grandfather… He told me to find Kylo Ren. He told me that once I found him, I would find people like me. That I would find out what I was meant to do and that I would be able to avenge myself and my family.”

[ooni-ren]

“He was right, then. That’s what we were put here to do. I feel a strong pull to the Force here, I think it may be evoking some powerful emotions in both of us. I think our ancestors wanted us to come here,” Ooni replied, gesturing to the jetty in front of them and the beach around them.

[pavilla-ren]

Taking a deep breath as she pushes away the feelings that run through her, she notices a large rocky mass far out onto the sea, a strange sensation falling over the girl as she feels the familiar presence of the Force course through her. “…Yeah, you’re right, Ooni.” She pauses as the sensation ebbs throughout the girl just as the waves around her do. It takes her a moment to center her bearings, following the strange pull to the rocky mass ahead of them. “I think we should get going, now.” She reluctantly tells her companion. Pavilla, unsure of what to say, remains silent as she follows the strange pull. Ooni @ooni-ren lead the way across the jetty, tense and noticeably careful as she chose which rocks to step upon. There were several many crashed ships sticking out of the water of varying sizes and shapes. The biggest one was farther out into the sea, a destroyer, it looked like. The ship was half-submerged in the inky, dark sea. It looked like the destroyer had crashed into what used to be Scarif’s archive building according to the map on the com they had brought with them. Pavilla and Ooni’s thoughts buzzed as they considered the potential of what they could find in the wreckage.

[ooni-ren]

“Look, Pav, it’s a destroyer! It seems to have crashed into the archive building, and now all of that stuff is under the water. Let’s try to find a way in, I brought aquata breathers. We can swim down there and find some artifacts from the ancient Force-users that used to be here. I bet they’ve got tons of stuff, it’s just below the surface!” Ooni babbled excitedly and pointed to the ship.

Even with her excitement, Ooni felt a dark presence around them. There were so many ships… Too many to be a simple battle, and there was something eerie about the air of the place. It was broad daylight, but Ooni felt as if she was approaching an abandoned building.

[pavilla-ren]

“Wait, Ooni-“ Pavilla holds out a hand to stop Ooni @ooni-ren from following her in, realizing it is too dark to proceed. “I have something else in mind, actually. I think we could use some gear that only Kylo @dating-kylo-ren has access to. I saw some of it in his personal storage when I returned from Al’Doleem,” she says. Closing her eyes to call to her master, she asks,”Kylo, if you can hear me, can you help us?”

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

I hear you @pavilla-ren

Hmm. Sounds like you and @ooni-ren could use some help.

I’m sending you a supply drop with two Lightsabers. They have underwater mods and were taken from the corpse of a foolish Jedi Master.

I’m also sending you soda and a porg and pineapple pizza. Get to work.

[ooni-ren]

“THANKS DAD @dating-kylo-ren!” Ooni yelled into the Force bond she had also tuned into before turning to Pavilla, “Porg and pineapple pizza! That’s one of my favorites.”

[pavilla-ren]

Nodding as a smirk peeks at the edges of her lips, she loudly calls out,” Thank you, Papa Ren!” She doesn’t look to see how her master @dating-kylo-ren will react to being named such a thing, but tries, unsuccessfully, to hide the small bout of laughter as she senses the amusement rolling off of her companion @ooni-ren in waves

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

You’re not children and don’t call me ‘Papa’ like I’m some Imperial Science Officer Hack.

I think you’ve both been in the sun too long.

Eat and rehydrate. You can go exploring once you sound less delirious.

[pavilla-ren]

After finishing their meal and collecting the gear that Kylo Ren had left them, the girls climb around the last remaining rocks, coming to stop as they stand before a triangular shape jutting from the sands that is twice as tall as them. It casts a large and foreboding shadow over them, each slowly moving closer to the jagged, torn opening on the underside of the ship that looks as though a lightsaber cut through it.

The opening is just wide enough for each of them to pass through at a time, and darkness shrouds Pavilla as she slides past the entrance, the only source of light filtering through the gap in the wall.

There is an ominous feeling that slowly creeps over the girl, the hairs on the back of her neck standing up as she tries to get her bearings in the darkness that wraps around her.

Her hand instinctively moving to the her hip to grab for her Riot Baton, she momentarily forgets that she is not in her usual attire, her fingers nonetheless unclipping the foreign, old saber hilt from its place by a holster strapped to her hip.

The saber that she now holds is not her own, the girl closing her eyes as she remembers the familiar visions and dreams of a blade as black as night that is flecked and shrouded by white.

Shaking her head, she ignites the blade, the dark space soon covered in blue light that reminds her of the water that now churns violently against the fallen ship.

She’d always hated the color of blue.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni walks into the old ship and the instant creaking noises chased by the ominous breeze that wafted through the ship’s rusty, twisting body instantly had her heart rate speeding up. Ooni switched on her flashlight and shone it around, suspicious of the stability of the metal they walked upon. The broken angles of metal twisted like maimed limbs, and when she took another step forward, the ship gave a loud groan. Ooni thought of a dying person with broken bones jutting out, moaning as death pressed them to move on from their worldly body. Ooni shuddered.

“Pav, I don’t like this. Why is the Force calling us here? This place seems dangerous…” Ooni whispered. Why she was whispering, she didn’t know. No one else was there, but it seemed like the sort of situation where one would want to whisper. Perhaps that was the effect the dark had on her. She walked deeper into the ship, finding a sturdy panel that lead up. She walked upwards and began to notice several smaller ships around them. By the looks of things, many resistance ships were jammed through the hull of the destroyer. Ooni was able to put two and two together once she saw an old helmet floating in the cockpit of a crushed X-Wing that blocked the way.

“Pavilla…These pilots crashed into the destroyer. This was a suicide mission,” Ooni choked out.

[pavilla-ren]

The saber casts an almost eerie glow upon her surroundings, strange shadows seeming to follow her as she moves about. The sounds of the waves that crash against the decrepit, broken ship and creaks of the old floorboards under her feet soon die out as the girl allows the Force to guide her along.

Pavilla finds herself moving through an alcove that she would’ve missed if not for the familiar pull of the Force, her feet almost moving on their own as she treads up a ramp that leads to what looks to be a small room up ahead. The metal beneath her hisses as she steps upon it, a small pang of fear striking her chest when she dips her head to look down.

It is not lost on her that below the ramp is a pit of darkness that she knows she will not survive if she were to lose her footing and fall, but she doesn’t care. She keeps moving despite her better senses that are screaming at her to get away, refusing to give in it them. The Force was calling her here. She could feel it.

Suddenly Pavilla hears a voice. Or rather, a combination of multiple voices into one that call her name. It echoes around her, the girl so taken aback at the onset of it that she jerks her head in the direction from which the voices had whispered her name.

It had come from the small room that is only a few steps ahead, and where she should have felt fear, it had gone away. It had been just as fleeting as the wind that now howled outside of the ship that screamed at its trespassers.

Taking a deep breath, the girl continued on until she took in what must have been an armory. Shelves that spanned the length of the room lined each wall, blasters of every sort and make abandoned as they sat unused amongst each and every rack. Her hand, almost as if being compelled by another force to move, rises toward a blaster called the Westar-35.

Pavilla doesn’t know how she knows the name of the weapon, but she absent-mindedly runs her hand over the space above it, a strange sensation passing over the girl as she does.

She does not hear her companion’s warning, for the two had separated and gone to two different sides of the war-torn ship. So when her hand finally lowers to touch the weapon, it is too late.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was busy looking at some mysterious and unsettling-looking claw marks on the wall of the ship when something didn’t seem right. Pavilla had gone in the other direction, but suddenly

Ooni had a sinking feeling in her stomach. Almost like a cat smelling the fear scent of it’s prey, Ooni could sense her friend’s distress. There was definitely something wrong, so Ooni decided to backtrack a bit, going towards the direction Pavilla had.

She got slapped in the face by a stray wire that came loose, but she brushed it off and kept going, “Pavilla?” Ooni called, hearing her voice echo in the damp cavern that the destroyer’s half-sunken shell had formed.

She heard another creaking noise coming from below her and a swishing sound in the water near the mouth of the entrance. It was like the Force did not want her to discover where her friend had gone, but Ooni pressed on. She couldn’t help but feel like something was wrong. She made it farther and picked up where Pavilla had been headed right before she heard a loud thud. Ooni broke into a run.

[pavilla-ren]

Flashes of black and white paired with high pitched screams and the familiar sounds of blaster fire take hold of her senses, for it is as if Pavilla is watching some kind of old holovid and at first, she doesn’t understand what she’s seeing. 

Dark shapes dot her vision, several rising from sands as white as the moon to resemble people, each with blasters in hand as her vision clears to watch the Battle of Scarif unfold.

It only takes Pavilla a moment to understand what had happened. She’d touched an old weapon in the armory that the Force had led her to, and now the Force was showing her segments of the past. It was showing her what had happened here.

There is a man who looks aged by years of battle, his greyed hair matching the long white cape that adorns him as he angrily orders TIE fighters to the beach where rogue rebels have landed and launched an assault as explosions dot the area behind him.

She sees the rebels fall one by one, each dying a brutal and horrifying death, the cries of agony and pain tearing through it all from voices indiscernible despite what she watches before her.

Blackened masses lay abandoned on sand stained with blood, the acrid stench of death filling her nose as the image changes and she sees what must have been the Battle of Scarif.

The scene shifts as Pavilla watches a familiar ship leave a command tower, it’s contents filled with relics and lost artifacts of the Sith and Jedi. She doesn’t have to think twice to know that the ships that kamikaze into the Star Destroyer one by one are Rebel ships, the Star Destroyer that Pavilla is now on eventually being brought down to the ocean after being pelted and hit by sixty X-Wings and a unyielding barrages of cannon fire.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni eventually locates the room Pavilla is in, igniting her blade and looking around to make sure her friend was not attacked before realizing that they were the only two there. It was the armory. Ooni sheathed her saber and knelt by Pavilla’s side, noticing she was shaking. Ooni’s blood ran cold, she pulled Pavilla’s head into her arms, not wanting her to get a concussion, “Pavilla? You with me?”

[pavilla-ren]

The scene shifts a final time, the environment fading to that of a console room with a viewport before a dark sky that is full of stars. There are two men that stand before the viewport, each clad in black.

One has his arms crossed as if he is thinking of something, deep and heavy breaths sounding from some kind of mechanized breathing apparatus that Pavilla knows to be a trademark of the legendary Sith, Darth Vader.

Beside him stands the man that had visited her on her ship following the days she had defected from the Resistance, his old and raspy voice echoing throughout the room,” See to it that you get those plans, apprentice… Make certain that your work and sacrifice will not have been in vain…”

A cruel bout of laughter falls from Sheev Palpatine’s aged lips after that as he turns, his topaz eyes fixing on hers as everything near him begins to fade away.

Extending a hand and pointing to Pavilla, his tone darkens in amusement when he speaks to his only granddaughter and last surviving descendant.

“And you, my young heiress,” He hisses as he hobbles closer to the girl before stopping in front of her to widen his grin,” you must awaken. Awaken, young heiress, to take what is yours and fulfill your destiny.”

At that, she is embraced by darkness once more.

[ooni-ren]

“Pavilla? Oh gosh…” Ooni opened up her com and began punching in a distress call, “Please wake up…”

[pavilla-ren]

Pavilla’s eyes snap open as she shoots up, one hand finding purchase on the floor beneath her while the other clutches at her chest as she breathes heavily. Not sure where she is, she looks around the dark space, not remembering where she’d been or what she’d been doing for a few moments.

She doesn’t register the movement of her companion beside her until Ooni calls her name, hesitance and…was it fear that marked her features as she quirked her head at Pavilla?

“Ooni? What happened to me? Where did you go? Where are we?”  

[ooni-ren]

Ooni stops typing in the emergency code and puts her com down when she sees her friend beginning to stir.

She rehearses in her head the protocol for emergencies, “Pavilla? Oh thank gosh you’re awake… I was walking in the other direction, I should have stayed closer to you. We’re on the mission, remember? In the sunken ship?”

Ooni surely hoped Pavilla wasn’t seriously hurt, but something told her the occurrence was largely Force-related and left her friend mostly unharmed. At least, physically, she was.

[pavilla-ren]

Releasing a deep breath, Pavilla moves a hand to her temple as she wills herself to recall the events leading up to the vision.

She’d been with Ooni, her friend. They’d found a fallen ship among a jetty, the Force drawing Pavilla as she’d lead Ooni to it. The two girls had then started to search the ship in their curiosity. She remembered it all, now.

Moving to stand up, the girl has to put a hand to the wall to catch herself, the room around slowly spinning as she tries to focus her vision.

Shaking her head to her companion, she tentatively replied,” Yes, I remember. I’m fine…”

She trails off when she notices the knowing look her friend gives her, instantly making Pavilla feel guilty for leaving her.

“I’m sorry, Ooni. I shouldn’t have left you either. It’s just… I think I attuned myself too strongly to the Force. I let it lead me here and, well… I had a vision. I know what happened here. The Force showed me.”

[ooni-ren]

“What did the Force show you? Maybe you should sit down for a moment,” Ooni replied.

“Do you want to go home, Pav? You look really shaken up, I thought we were having a seizure or something. I can talk to Lord Ren… He might understand if I explain what happened.” Ooni still felt the Force’s presence calling her, lower, this time. Towards the water.

But she wasn’t about to stick around on this creepy ship if her friend was negatively affected. She would only go on if Pavilla was ready.

[pavilla-ren]

“No, Ooni. Lord Ren doesn’t need to know about this.”

Her mind was clear of that as she spoke, her friend quick to see the sincerity to which Pavilla spoke as her gaze pierced Ooni’s with conviction.

Pavilla moves away from the wall, ignoring the way the room sways around her as she takes a step back. She has to keep moving, she decides.

Inaction was weakness in her mind, so she would not yield.

Considering her friend, she decided to confide in her and tell Ooni what she’d seen as she thinks back to the vision,” The Force showed me what happened here.”

She gestures to the room around her,” This ship… it was carrying relics and old artifacts of the Sith and Jedi when this system was attacked by the rebels in the Battle of Scarif. That’s why you saw so many destroyed ships around the bay,” Pavilla confessed.

Pavilla watches as Ooni’s look of concern grows, her brows drawing together as she thinks over what Pavilla has just told her.

It is lost on Pavilla why Ooni seems so perturbed, but she wants to help rid her friend of the feeling.

She gives a light smile to her friend, hoping that her companion will understand,” I’m fine,Ooni, really. Don’t worry!”

Turning away from Ooni, Pavilla’s vision catches the blaster she’d touched. She only considers it for a second, her hand moving to take the blaster from it’s abandoned place on the shelf as she clips it to her belt.

“Come on, Ooni, let’s get going,” She declared with more confidence than she felt.

[ooni-ren]

The Knight slowly got up, a bit suspicious of the air that had been created by the ordeal. But… Pavilla wanted to keep going, she seemed eager to keep exploring, even after likely being sore from taking such a hard fall on the floor. Ooni was swayed mostly by the fact that the Force had seemed to want to keep them there and also by the ongoing pull to the lower region of the ship.

“Alright, if you’re sure… Just, let me know if something else happens and you want to go. Lord Ren won’t have it if one of us dies or something,” Ooni remarked uneasily. She tightened her grip on the flashlight she brought and slung her pack over her shoulder.

“Let’s get out of this room, it’s giving me the creeps,” Ooni added.

[pavilla-ren]

Trying to keep her wonted playfulness in mind, Pavilla looked back at her friend, her usual grin on her face as she joked,” It’s just an old armory, Ooni… What, are you afraid these blasters are going to move from their places and follow you around?”

If she was being honest with herself, though, this place was definitely one that made her feel uneasy, but she wasn’t about to admit that to Ooni and worry her friend more than she already had.

The girl feels the familiar pull of the Force once more as she regains her bearings and the room she walks through no longer sways or spins as she moves, allowing its presence to move around her as it guides her again. It seemed that the Force wanted to show her something else, she mused.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni shook her head, “It’s not the blasters, it’s just the whole place has got this ominous feel to it. Like when you go to a cemetery, but worse.”

Ooni was the first one out of the room and noticed there were some collapsed panels that lead to the middle of the ship, from how high they were, she could see where the submerged part of the ship began and where the dry part ended.

 A large X-Wing was impaled right through the wall of the Destroyer a good drop below them, it was on the other side of the ship and it was very hard to see in the dark, but the reflective stickers were blinding as the flashlight’s glare raked across them.

“I think the Force wants me to go into that rebel ship, Pavilla. I keep feeling like I have to look at it or something… Can we go down there?” Ooni turned to her friend.

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

There’s something in the water…

The Force is telling me that there are buried objects off the Scarif shoreline. Some of them possess strange power. Others could be quite valuable.

I invite everyone to take a swim and look for these hidden gems.

In other words, get the hell off the beach so Rey @dating-rey-of-jakku and I can be alone.

[ooni-ren]

Yes, sir! @pavilla-ren, do you want to look for cool stuff in the shipwrecks?

[pavilla-ren]

I thought you’d never ask, @ooni-ren !! I’ve been wanting to go do that since we got here !

[ooni-ren]

Ooni and @pavilla-ren are drawn to the seas when ordered to leave the beach by Kylo Ren.

“Look at all these wrecks, there must have been something here for them to crash into, maybe there’s a cave  in the water somewhere?” Ooni pointed to the various hunks of misshapen, rusty ship parts poking out of the water.

[pavilla-ren]

Pavilla sprints ahead of Ooni @ooni-ren, relishing in the feel of the warm rays of the sun as the crisp air brushes along her face and the two span the length the beach. Releasing a breath as she puts a hand over her eyes to squint at the view before her, she exclaims, “I’m sensing something… I don’t know what, but it definitely seems to be coming from that direction!”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni got out her spray-on sunblock, “Just in case,” she told Pavilla @pavilla-ren  as she sprayed the sunscreen on her arms. “I sense something there too, from the sound of the way the wind is whistling, I think that big cliff-structure is hollow.” Ooni sprayed some more sunblock on her hands and began to rub it on her shoulders and neck. Afterword, she rubbed some on her face and offered the sunblock to Pavilla.

[pavilla-ren]

Taking the sunblock from Ooni @ooni-ren, Pavilla applied it to her arms as well. Nodding as she motions to the remnants of imperial and rebel ships that lay at rest in distance, she replies,” Do you want to go see some of the wrecks out there? I think there could be some good finds as no one has really been here since the whole incident with the Death Star plans that happened here decades ago.” “Of course,” she shrugs,” smugglers and treasure hunters could have already raided the place, but who knows what could still be here!”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni nodded, switching on her metal detector and plopping her sunhat on her head, “Let’s do this thing!” Ooni began to lead the way, letting the waves lap over her feet as she walked. She had a pair of sandals in her bag, but decided she wouldn’t put them on until they had to walk on rocks. She’d always loved the feeling of the cool water around her ankles as a child, “I really have missed the beach… There’s just something about it today, Pav @pavilla-ren, I don’t know what. I just feel like I’m supposed to be here.”

[pavilla-ren]

Arching a brow, she curiously looked over at her companion,” You feel like it’s pulling you toward it, don’t you?” The feeling of the cool water that washes over her feet as the soft sand envelops them is not lost on her, though. She has never felt anything like this before and finds that she likes it. Talking more to herself than to Ooni @ooni-ren, she confesses,” I think I know what you’re getting at, Ooni. There’s something about this place to me as well… it’s like I almost feel drawn here despite never having been to a beach, before. It’s strange, isn’t it?”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni scrunches her toes in the sand as she walks, breathing in the salty sea air, “The ocean does that to people. We used to come to the beach a lot, my family and I. That was before things changed, but it was fun. I never knew how much I’d appreciate the sea until all I had to look at outside my window was the black void of space.” They approach the entrance and Ooni leaned her metal detector against the cave wall before getting her sandals out of her bag.

[pavilla-ren]

Moving her gaze downward as she dips her head, she tries to keep the memories of her childhood from replaying in her head as the two girls walk along the jetty, the cool water suddenly feeling icy as it lapped at Pavilla’s feet. The memories that most had of childhood were not what she had, for hers left her hollow and numb for what had been cruelly stolen from her. Watching the slow rise and fall of the water, Pavilla somberly tells her companion,” I never knew my family. They were killed by Luke Skywalker.” She stops to take another breath, her vision blurring as a lone tear trails down her cheek. She shouldn’t be telling Ooni this, she knows, but she feels comfortable with her new friend. That is more than she can say for anyone else she’s met in her life. She’s never really had anyone to call a friend, anyway. Shaking her head, she gives Ooni @ooni-ren an apologetic look,” I’m sorry, Ooni. That just kind of… came out.” She finishes as she wipes at another tear.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was a bit surprised, nonetheless she felt compassion for her sister in arms. Ooni put her arm around Pavilla, feeling the churning sadness coming from her friend, much like the waves that pushed against the rocks ahead of them. The pull of the Force in this area must be impacting her, Ooni thought. She felt some tugging on her own heartstrings, but pushed the memories away.

“I’m so sorry Pavilla, I wasn’t aware of your situation… Is that why you joined the First Order? And you don’t have to be sorry for anything, it’s good to talk about things like that. It’s not good to keep those feelings in all the time,” Ooni replied, grabbing her metal detector again.

[pavilla-ren]

Taken aback at the sudden act of kindness, Pavilla goes rigid for a moment, settling into the comfort her friend offered her as Ooni’s gentle words lightly fall over the girl.

Sighing, Pavilla thinks over the many reasons why she’d joined the First Order. There were so many reasons, but that was one was the strongest next to her desire to learn the ways of the Force and find her purpose in life.

Drawing her brows together, she tries to think of what she should say to her sister in arms. What if Ooni thought her to be strange or weak?

Shaking her head, she finds her voice as softly replies,” I… I joined because I thought I would find my purpose, here. My grandfather… He told me to find Kylo Ren. He told me that once I found him, I would find people like me. That I would find out what I was meant to do and that I would be able to avenge myself and my family.”

[ooni-ren]

“He was right, then. That’s what we were put here to do. I feel a strong pull to the Force here, I think it may be evoking some powerful emotions in both of us. I think our ancestors wanted us to come here,” Ooni replied, gesturing to the jetty in front of them and the beach around them.

[pavilla-ren]

Taking a deep breath as she pushes away the feelings that run through her, she notices a large rocky mass far out onto the sea, a strange sensation falling over the girl as she feels the familiar presence of the Force course through her. “…Yeah, you’re right, Ooni.” She pauses as the sensation ebbs throughout the girl just as the waves around her do. It takes her a moment to center her bearings, following the strange pull to the rocky mass ahead of them. “I think we should get going, now.” She reluctantly tells her companion. Pavilla, unsure of what to say, remains silent as she follows the strange pull. Ooni @ooni-ren lead the way across the jetty, tense and noticeably careful as she chose which rocks to step upon. There were several many crashed ships sticking out of the water of varying sizes and shapes. The biggest one was farther out into the sea, a destroyer, it looked like. The ship was half-submerged in the inky, dark sea. It looked like the destroyer had crashed into what used to be Scarif’s archive building according to the map on the com they had brought with them. Pavilla and Ooni’s thoughts buzzed as they considered the potential of what they could find in the wreckage.

[ooni-ren]

“Look, Pav, it’s a destroyer! It seems to have crashed into the archive building, and now all of that stuff is under the water. Let’s try to find a way in, I brought aquata breathers. We can swim down there and find some artifacts from the ancient Force-users that used to be here. I bet they’ve got tons of stuff, it’s just below the surface!” Ooni babbled excitedly and pointed to the ship.

Even with her excitement, Ooni felt a dark presence around them. There were so many ships… Too many to be a simple battle, and there was something eerie about the air of the place. It was broad daylight, but Ooni felt as if she was approaching an abandoned building.

[pavilla-ren]

“Wait, Ooni-“ Pavilla holds out a hand to stop Ooni @ooni-ren from following her in, realizing it is too dark to proceed. “I have something else in mind, actually. I think we could use some gear that only Kylo @dating-kylo-ren has access to. I saw some of it in his personal storage when I returned from Al’Doleem,” she says. Closing her eyes to call to her master, she asks,”Kylo, if you can hear me, can you help us?”

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

I hear you @pavilla-ren

Hmm. Sounds like you and @ooni-ren could use some help.

I’m sending you a supply drop with two Lightsabers. They have underwater mods and were taken from the corpse of a foolish Jedi Master.

I’m also sending you soda and a porg and pineapple pizza. Get to work.

[ooni-ren]

“THANKS DAD @dating-kylo-ren!” Ooni yelled into the Force bond she had also tuned into before turning to Pavilla, “Porg and pineapple pizza! That’s one of my favorites.”

[pavilla-ren]

Nodding as a smirk peeks at the edges of her lips, she loudly calls out,” Thank you, Papa Ren!” She doesn’t look to see how her master @dating-kylo-ren will react to being named such a thing, but tries, unsuccessfully, to hide the small bout of laughter as she senses the amusement rolling off of her companion @ooni-ren in waves

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

You’re not children and don’t call me ‘Papa’ like I’m some Imperial Science Officer Hack.

I think you’ve both been in the sun too long.

Eat and rehydrate. You can go exploring once you sound less delirious.

[pavilla-ren]

After finishing their meal and collecting the gear that Kylo Ren had left them, the girls climb around the last remaining rocks, coming to stop as they stand before a triangular shape jutting from the sands that is twice as tall as them. It casts a large and foreboding shadow over them, each slowly moving closer to the jagged, torn opening on the underside of the ship that looks as though a lightsaber cut through it.

The opening is just wide enough for each of them to pass through at a time, and darkness shrouds Pavilla as she slides past the entrance, the only source of light filtering through the gap in the wall.

There is an ominous feeling that slowly creeps over the girl, the hairs on the back of her neck standing up as she tries to get her bearings in the darkness that wraps around her.

Her hand instinctively moving to the her hip to grab for her Riot Baton, she momentarily forgets that she is not in her usual attire, her fingers nonetheless unclipping the foreign, old saber hilt from its place by a holster strapped to her hip.

The saber that she now holds is not her own, the girl closing her eyes as she remembers the familiar visions and dreams of a blade as black as night that is flecked and shrouded by white.

Shaking her head, she ignites the blade, the dark space soon covered in blue light that reminds her of the water that now churns violently against the fallen ship.

She’d always hated the color of blue.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni walks into the old ship and the instant creaking noises chased by the ominous breeze that wafted through the ship’s rusty, twisting body instantly had her heart rate speeding up. Ooni switched on her flashlight and shone it around, suspicious of the stability of the metal they walked upon. The broken angles of metal twisted like maimed limbs, and when she took another step forward, the ship gave a loud groan. Ooni thought of a dying person with broken bones jutting out, moaning as death pressed them to move on from their worldly body. Ooni shuddered.

“Pav, I don’t like this. Why is the Force calling us here? This place seems dangerous…” Ooni whispered. Why she was whispering, she didn’t know. No one else was there, but it seemed like the sort of situation where one would want to whisper. Perhaps that was the effect the dark had on her. She walked deeper into the ship, finding a sturdy panel that lead up. She walked upwards and began to notice several smaller ships around them. By the looks of things, many resistance ships were jammed through the hull of the destroyer. Ooni was able to put two and two together once she saw an old helmet floating in the cockpit of a crushed X-Wing that blocked the way.

“Pavilla…These pilots crashed into the destroyer. This was a suicide mission,” Ooni choked out.

[pavilla-ren]

The saber casts an almost eerie glow upon her surroundings, strange shadows seeming to follow her as she moves about. The sounds of the waves that crash against the decrepit, broken ship and creaks of the old floorboards under her feet soon die out as the girl allows the Force to guide her along.

Pavilla finds herself moving through an alcove that she would’ve missed if not for the familiar pull of the Force, her feet almost moving on their own as she treads up a ramp that leads to what looks to be a small room up ahead. The metal beneath her hisses as she steps upon it, a small pang of fear striking her chest when she dips her head to look down.

It is not lost on her that below the ramp is a pit of darkness that she knows she will not survive if she were to lose her footing and fall, but she doesn’t care. She keeps moving despite her better senses that are screaming at her to get away, refusing to give in it them. The Force was calling her here. She could feel it.

Suddenly Pavilla hears a voice. Or rather, a combination of multiple voices into one that call her name. It echoes around her, the girl so taken aback at the onset of it that she jerks her head in the direction from which the voices had whispered her name.

It had come from the small room that is only a few steps ahead, and where she should have felt fear, it had gone away. It had been just as fleeting as the wind that now howled outside of the ship that screamed at its trespassers.

Taking a deep breath, the girl continued on until she took in what must have been an armory. Shelves that spanned the length of the room lined each wall, blasters of every sort and make abandoned as they sat unused amongst each and every rack. Her hand, almost as if being compelled by another force to move, rises toward a blaster called the Westar-35.

Pavilla doesn’t know how she knows the name of the weapon, but she absent-mindedly runs her hand over the space above it, a strange sensation passing over the girl as she does.

She does not hear her companion’s warning, for the two had separated and gone to two different sides of the war-torn ship. So when her hand finally lowers to touch the weapon, it is too late.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was busy looking at some mysterious and unsettling-looking claw marks on the wall of the ship when something didn’t seem right. Pavilla had gone in the other direction, but suddenly

Ooni had a sinking feeling in her stomach. Almost like a cat smelling the fear scent of it’s prey, Ooni could sense her friend’s distress. There was definitely something wrong, so Ooni decided to backtrack a bit, going towards the direction Pavilla had.

She got slapped in the face by a stray wire that came loose, but she brushed it off and kept going, “Pavilla?” Ooni called, hearing her voice echo in the damp cavern that the destroyer’s half-sunken shell had formed.

She heard another creaking noise coming from below her and a swishing sound in the water near the mouth of the entrance. It was like the Force did not want her to discover where her friend had gone, but Ooni pressed on. She couldn’t help but feel like something was wrong. She made it farther and picked up where Pavilla had been headed right before she heard a loud thud. Ooni broke into a run.

[pavilla-ren]

Flashes of black and white paired with high pitched screams and the familiar sounds of blaster fire take hold of her senses, for it is as if Pavilla is watching some kind of old holovid and at first, she doesn’t understand what she’s seeing. 

Dark shapes dot her vision, several rising from sands as white as the moon to resemble people, each with blasters in hand as her vision clears to watch the Battle of Scarif unfold.

It only takes Pavilla a moment to understand what had happened. She’d touched an old weapon in the armory that the Force had led her to, and now the Force was showing her segments of the past. It was showing her what had happened here.

There is a man who looks aged by years of battle, his greyed hair matching the long white cape that adorns him as he angrily orders TIE fighters to the beach where rogue rebels have landed and launched an assault as explosions dot the area behind him.

She sees the rebels fall one by one, each dying a brutal and horrifying death, the cries of agony and pain tearing through it all from voices indiscernible despite what she watches before her.

Blackened masses lay abandoned on sand stained with blood, the acrid stench of death filling her nose as the image changes and she sees what must have been the Battle of Scarif.

The scene shifts as Pavilla watches a familiar ship leave a command tower, it’s contents filled with relics and lost artifacts of the Sith and Jedi. She doesn’t have to think twice to know that the ships that kamikaze into the Star Destroyer one by one are Rebel ships, the Star Destroyer that Pavilla is now on eventually being brought down to the ocean after being pelted and hit by sixty X-Wings and a unyielding barrages of cannon fire.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni eventually locates the room Pavilla is in, igniting her blade and looking around to make sure her friend was not attacked before realizing that they were the only two there. It was the armory. Ooni sheathed her saber and knelt by Pavilla’s side, noticing she was shaking. Ooni’s blood ran cold, she pulled Pavilla’s head into her arms, not wanting her to get a concussion, “Pavilla? You with me?”

[pavilla-ren]

The scene shifts a final time, the environment fading to that of a console room with a viewport before a dark sky that is full of stars. There are two men that stand before the viewport, each clad in black.

One has his arms crossed as if he is thinking of something, deep and heavy breaths sounding from some kind of mechanized breathing apparatus that Pavilla knows to be a trademark of the legendary Sith, Darth Vader.

Beside him stands the man that had visited her on her ship following the days she had defected from the Resistance, his old and raspy voice echoing throughout the room,” See to it that you get those plans, apprentice… Make certain that your work and sacrifice will not have been in vain…”

A cruel bout of laughter falls from Sheev Palpatine’s aged lips after that as he turns, his topaz eyes fixing on hers as everything near him begins to fade away.

Extending a hand and pointing to Pavilla, his tone darkens in amusement when he speaks to his only granddaughter and last surviving descendant.

“And you, my young heiress,” He hisses as he hobbles closer to the girl before stopping in front of her to widen his grin,” you must awaken. Awaken, young heiress, to take what is yours and fulfill your destiny.”

At that, she is embraced by darkness once more.

[ooni-ren]

“Pavilla? Oh gosh…” Ooni opened up her com and began punching in a distress call, “Please wake up…”

[pavilla-ren]

Pavilla’s eyes snap open as she shoots up, one hand finding purchase on the floor beneath her while the other clutches at her chest as she breathes heavily. Not sure where she is, she looks around the dark space, not remembering where she’d been or what she’d been doing for a few moments.

She doesn’t register the movement of her companion beside her until Ooni calls her name, hesitance and…was it fear that marked her features as she quirked her head at Pavilla?

“Ooni? What happened to me? Where did you go? Where are we?”  

[ooni-ren]

Ooni stops typing in the emergency code and puts her com down when she sees her friend beginning to stir.

She rehearses in her head the protocol for emergencies, “Pavilla? Oh thank gosh you’re awake… I was walking in the other direction, I should have stayed closer to you. We’re on the mission, remember? In the sunken ship?”

Ooni surely hoped Pavilla wasn’t seriously hurt, but something told her the occurrence was largely Force-related and left her friend mostly unharmed. At least, physically, she was.

[pavilla-ren]

Releasing a deep breath, Pavilla moves a hand to her temple as she wills herself to recall the events leading up to the vision.

She’d been with Ooni, her friend. They’d found a fallen ship among a jetty, the Force drawing Pavilla as she’d lead Ooni to it. The two girls had then started to search the ship in their curiosity. She remembered it all, now.

Moving to stand up, the girl has to put a hand to the wall to catch herself, the room around slowly spinning as she tries to focus her vision.

Shaking her head to her companion, she tentatively replied,” Yes, I remember. I’m fine…”

She trails off when she notices the knowing look her friend gives her, instantly making Pavilla feel guilty for leaving her.

“I’m sorry, Ooni. I shouldn’t have left you either. It’s just… I think I attuned myself too strongly to the Force. I let it lead me here and, well… I had a vision. I know what happened here. The Force showed me.”

[ooni-ren]

“What did the Force show you? Maybe you should sit down for a moment,” Ooni replied.

“Do you want to go home, Pav? You look really shaken up, I thought we were having a seizure or something. I can talk to Lord Ren… He might understand if I explain what happened.” Ooni still felt the Force’s presence calling her, lower, this time. Towards the water.

But she wasn’t about to stick around on this creepy ship if her friend was negatively affected. She would only go on if Pavilla was ready.

[pavilla-ren]

“No, Ooni. Lord Ren doesn’t need to know about this.”

Her mind was clear of that as she spoke, her friend quick to see the sincerity to which Pavilla spoke as her gaze pierced Ooni’s with conviction.

Pavilla moves away from the wall, ignoring the way the room sways around her as she takes a step back. She has to keep moving, she decides.

Inaction was weakness in her mind, so she would not yield.

Considering her friend, she decided to confide in her and tell Ooni what she’d seen as she thinks back to the vision,” The Force showed me what happened here.”

She gestures to the room around her,” This ship… it was carrying relics and old artifacts of the Sith and Jedi when this system was attacked by the rebels in the Battle of Scarif. That’s why you saw so many destroyed ships around the bay,” Pavilla confessed.

Pavilla watches as Ooni’s look of concern grows, her brows drawing together as she thinks over what Pavilla has just told her.

It is lost on Pavilla why Ooni seems so perturbed, but she wants to help rid her friend of the feeling.

She gives a light smile to her friend, hoping that her companion will understand,” I’m fine,Ooni, really. Don’t worry!”

Turning away from Ooni, Pavilla’s vision catches the blaster she’d touched. She only considers it for a second, her hand moving to take the blaster from it’s abandoned place on the shelf as she clips it to her belt.

“Come on, Ooni, let’s get going,” She declared with more confidence than she felt.

[ooni-ren]

The Knight slowly got up, a bit suspicious of the air that had been created by the ordeal. But… Pavilla wanted to keep going, she seemed eager to keep exploring, even after likely being sore from taking such a hard fall on the floor. Ooni was swayed mostly by the fact that the Force had seemed to want to keep them there and also by the ongoing pull to the lower region of the ship.

“Alright, if you’re sure… Just, let me know if something else happens and you want to go. Lord Ren won’t have it if one of us dies or something,” Ooni remarked uneasily. She tightened her grip on the flashlight she brought and slung her pack over her shoulder.

“Let’s get out of this room, it’s giving me the creeps,” Ooni added.

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

There’s something in the water…

The Force is telling me that there are buried objects off the Scarif shoreline. Some of them possess strange power. Others could be quite valuable.

I invite everyone to take a swim and look for these hidden gems.

In other words, get the hell off the beach so Rey @dating-rey-of-jakku and I can be alone.

[ooni-ren]

Yes, sir! @pavilla-ren, do you want to look for cool stuff in the shipwrecks?

[pavilla-ren]

I thought you’d never ask, @ooni-ren !! I’ve been wanting to go do that since we got here !

[ooni-ren]

Ooni and @pavilla-ren are drawn to the seas when ordered to leave the beach by Kylo Ren.

“Look at all these wrecks, there must have been something here for them to crash into, maybe there’s a cave  in the water somewhere?” Ooni pointed to the various hunks of misshapen, rusty ship parts poking out of the water.

[pavilla-ren]

Pavilla sprints ahead of Ooni @ooni-ren, relishing in the feel of the warm rays of the sun as the crisp air brushes along her face and the two span the length the beach. Releasing a breath as she puts a hand over her eyes to squint at the view before her, she exclaims, “I’m sensing something… I don’t know what, but it definitely seems to be coming from that direction!”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni got out her spray-on sunblock, “Just in case,” she told Pavilla @pavilla-ren  as she sprayed the sunscreen on her arms. “I sense something there too, from the sound of the way the wind is whistling, I think that big cliff-structure is hollow.” Ooni sprayed some more sunblock on her hands and began to rub it on her shoulders and neck. Afterword, she rubbed some on her face and offered the sunblock to Pavilla.

[pavilla-ren]

Taking the sunblock from Ooni @ooni-ren, Pavilla applied it to her arms as well. Nodding as she motions to the remnants of imperial and rebel ships that lay at rest in distance, she replies,” Do you want to go see some of the wrecks out there? I think there could be some good finds as no one has really been here since the whole incident with the Death Star plans that happened here decades ago.” “Of course,” she shrugs,” smugglers and treasure hunters could have already raided the place, but who knows what could still be here!”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni nodded, switching on her metal detector and plopping her sunhat on her head, “Let’s do this thing!” Ooni began to lead the way, letting the waves lap over her feet as she walked. She had a pair of sandals in her bag, but decided she wouldn’t put them on until they had to walk on rocks. She’d always loved the feeling of the cool water around her ankles as a child, “I really have missed the beach… There’s just something about it today, Pav @pavilla-ren, I don’t know what. I just feel like I’m supposed to be here.”

[pavilla-ren]

Arching a brow, she curiously looked over at her companion,” You feel like it’s pulling you toward it, don’t you?” The feeling of the cool water that washes over her feet as the soft sand envelops them is not lost on her, though. She has never felt anything like this before and finds that she likes it. Talking more to herself than to Ooni @ooni-ren, she confesses,” I think I know what you’re getting at, Ooni. There’s something about this place to me as well… it’s like I almost feel drawn here despite never having been to a beach, before. It’s strange, isn’t it?”

[ooni-ren]

Ooni scrunches her toes in the sand as she walks, breathing in the salty sea air, “The ocean does that to people. We used to come to the beach a lot, my family and I. That was before things changed, but it was fun. I never knew how much I’d appreciate the sea until all I had to look at outside my window was the black void of space.” They approach the entrance and Ooni leaned her metal detector against the cave wall before getting her sandals out of her bag.

[pavilla-ren]

Moving her gaze downward as she dips her head, she tries to keep the memories of her childhood from replaying in her head as the two girls walk along the jetty, the cool water suddenly feeling icy as it lapped at Pavilla’s feet. The memories that most had of childhood were not what she had, for hers left her hollow and numb for what had been cruelly stolen from her. Watching the slow rise and fall of the water, Pavilla somberly tells her companion,” I never knew my family. They were killed by Luke Skywalker.” She stops to take another breath, her vision blurring as a lone tear trails down her cheek. She shouldn’t be telling Ooni this, she knows, but she feels comfortable with her new friend. That is more than she can say for anyone else she’s met in her life. She’s never really had anyone to call a friend, anyway. Shaking her head, she gives Ooni @ooni-ren an apologetic look,” I’m sorry, Ooni. That just kind of… came out.” She finishes as she wipes at another tear.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was a bit surprised, nonetheless she felt compassion for her sister in arms. Ooni put her arm around Pavilla, feeling the churning sadness coming from her friend, much like the waves that pushed against the rocks ahead of them. The pull of the Force in this area must be impacting her, Ooni thought. She felt some tugging on her own heartstrings, but pushed the memories away.

“I’m so sorry Pavilla, I wasn’t aware of your situation… Is that why you joined the First Order? And you don’t have to be sorry for anything, it’s good to talk about things like that. It’s not good to keep those feelings in all the time,” Ooni replied, grabbing her metal detector again.

[pavilla-ren]

Taken aback at the sudden act of kindness, Pavilla goes rigid for a moment, settling into the comfort her friend offered her as Ooni’s gentle words lightly fall over the girl.

Sighing, Pavilla thinks over the many reasons why she’d joined the First Order. There were so many reasons, but that was one was the strongest next to her desire to learn the ways of the Force and find her purpose in life.

Drawing her brows together, she tries to think of what she should say to her sister in arms. What if Ooni thought her to be strange or weak?

Shaking her head, she finds her voice as softly replies,” I… I joined because I thought I would find my purpose, here. My grandfather… He told me to find Kylo Ren. He told me that once I found him, I would find people like me. That I would find out what I was meant to do and that I would be able to avenge myself and my family.”

[ooni-ren]

“He was right, then. That’s what we were put here to do. I feel a strong pull to the Force here, I think it may be evoking some powerful emotions in both of us. I think our ancestors wanted us to come here,” Ooni replied, gesturing to the jetty in front of them and the beach around them.

[pavilla-ren]

Taking a deep breath as she pushes away the feelings that run through her, she notices a large rocky mass far out onto the sea, a strange sensation falling over the girl as she feels the familiar presence of the Force course through her. “…Yeah, you’re right, Ooni.” She pauses as the sensation ebbs throughout the girl just as the waves around her do. It takes her a moment to center her bearings, following the strange pull to the rocky mass ahead of them. “I think we should get going, now.” She reluctantly tells her companion. Pavilla, unsure of what to say, remains silent as she follows the strange pull. Ooni @ooni-ren lead the way across the jetty, tense and noticeably careful as she chose which rocks to step upon. There were several many crashed ships sticking out of the water of varying sizes and shapes. The biggest one was farther out into the sea, a destroyer, it looked like. The ship was half-submerged in the inky, dark sea. It looked like the destroyer had crashed into what used to be Scarif’s archive building according to the map on the com they had brought with them. Pavilla and Ooni’s thoughts buzzed as they considered the potential of what they could find in the wreckage.

[ooni-ren]

“Look, Pav, it’s a destroyer! It seems to have crashed into the archive building, and now all of that stuff is under the water. Let’s try to find a way in, I brought aquata breathers. We can swim down there and find some artifacts from the ancient Force-users that used to be here. I bet they’ve got tons of stuff, it’s just below the surface!” Ooni babbled excitedly and pointed to the ship.

Even with her excitement, Ooni felt a dark presence around them. There were so many ships… Too many to be a simple battle, and there was something eerie about the air of the place. It was broad daylight, but Ooni felt as if she was approaching an abandoned building.

[pavilla-ren]

“Wait, Ooni-“ Pavilla holds out a hand to stop Ooni @ooni-ren from following her in, realizing it is too dark to proceed. “I have something else in mind, actually. I think we could use some gear that only Kylo @dating-kylo-ren has access to. I saw some of it in his personal storage when I returned from Al’Doleem,” she says. Closing her eyes to call to her master, she asks,”Kylo, if you can hear me, can you help us?”

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

I hear you @pavilla-ren

Hmm. Sounds like you and @ooni-ren could use some help.

I’m sending you a supply drop with two Lightsabers. They have underwater mods and were taken from the corpse of a foolish Jedi Master.

I’m also sending you soda and a porg and pineapple pizza. Get to work.

[ooni-ren]

“THANKS DAD @dating-kylo-ren!” Ooni yelled into the Force bond she had also tuned into before turning to Pavilla, “Porg and pineapple pizza! That’s one of my favorites.”

[pavilla-ren]

Nodding as a smirk peeks at the edges of her lips, she loudly calls out,” Thank you, Papa Ren!” She doesn’t look to see how her master @dating-kylo-ren will react to being named such a thing, but tries, unsuccessfully, to hide the small bout of laughter as she senses the amusement rolling off of her companion @ooni-ren in waves

[dating-kylo-ren-deactivated2019]

You’re not children and don’t call me ‘Papa’ like I’m some Imperial Science Officer Hack.

I think you’ve both been in the sun too long.

Eat and rehydrate. You can go exploring once you sound less delirious.

[pavilla-ren]

After finishing their meal and collecting the gear that Kylo Ren had left them, the girls climb around the last remaining rocks, coming to stop as they stand before a triangular shape jutting from the sands that is twice as tall as them. It casts a large and foreboding shadow over them, each slowly moving closer to the jagged, torn opening on the underside of the ship that looks as though a lightsaber cut through it.

The opening is just wide enough for each of them to pass through at a time, and darkness shrouds Pavilla as she slides past the entrance, the only source of light filtering through the gap in the wall.

There is an ominous feeling that slowly creeps over the girl, the hairs on the back of her neck standing up as she tries to get her bearings in the darkness that wraps around her.

Her hand instinctively moving to the her hip to grab for her Riot Baton, she momentarily forgets that she is not in her usual attire, her fingers nonetheless unclipping the foreign, old saber hilt from its place by a holster strapped to her hip.

The saber that she now holds is not her own, the girl closing her eyes as she remembers the familiar visions and dreams of a blade as black as night that is flecked and shrouded by white.

Shaking her head, she ignites the blade, the dark space soon covered in blue light that reminds her of the water that now churns violently against the fallen ship.

She’d always hated the color of blue.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni walks into the old ship and the instant creaking noises chased by the ominous breeze that wafted through the ship’s rusty, twisting body instantly had her heart rate speeding up. Ooni switched on her flashlight and shone it around, suspicious of the stability of the metal they walked upon. The broken angles of metal twisted like maimed limbs, and when she took another step forward, the ship gave a loud groan. Ooni thought of a dying person with broken bones jutting out, moaning as death pressed them to move on from their worldly body. Ooni shuddered.

“Pav, I don’t like this. Why is the Force calling us here? This place seems dangerous…” Ooni whispered. Why she was whispering, she didn’t know. No one else was there, but it seemed like the sort of situation where one would want to whisper. Perhaps that was the effect the dark had on her. She walked deeper into the ship, finding a sturdy panel that lead up. She walked upwards and began to notice several smaller ships around them. By the looks of things, many resistance ships were jammed through the hull of the destroyer. Ooni was able to put two and two together once she saw an old helmet floating in the cockpit of a crushed X-Wing that blocked the way.

“Pavilla…These pilots crashed into the destroyer. This was a suicide mission,” Ooni choked out.

[pavilla-ren]

The saber casts an almost eerie glow upon her surroundings, strange shadows seeming to follow her as she moves about. The sounds of the waves that crash against the decrepit, broken ship and creaks of the old floorboards under her feet soon die out as the girl allows the Force to guide her along.

Pavilla finds herself moving through an alcove that she would’ve missed if not for the familiar pull of the Force, her feet almost moving on their own as she treads up a ramp that leads to what looks to be a small room up ahead. The metal beneath her hisses as she steps upon it, a small pang of fear striking her chest when she dips her head to look down.

It is not lost on her that below the ramp is a pit of darkness that she knows she will not survive if she were to lose her footing and fall, but she doesn’t care. She keeps moving despite her better senses that are screaming at her to get away, refusing to give in it them. The Force was calling her here. She could feel it.

Suddenly Pavilla hears a voice. Or rather, a combination of multiple voices into one that call her name. It echoes around her, the girl so taken aback at the onset of it that she jerks her head in the direction from which the voices had whispered her name.

It had come from the small room that is only a few steps ahead, and where she should have felt fear, it had gone away. It had been just as fleeting as the wind that now howled outside of the ship that screamed at its trespassers.

Taking a deep breath, the girl continued on until she took in what must have been an armory. Shelves that spanned the length of the room lined each wall, blasters of every sort and make abandoned as they sat unused amongst each and every rack. Her hand, almost as if being compelled by another force to move, rises toward a blaster called the Westar-35.

Pavilla doesn’t know how she knows the name of the weapon, but she absent-mindedly runs her hand over the space above it, a strange sensation passing over the girl as she does.

She does not hear her companion’s warning, for the two had separated and gone to two different sides of the war-torn ship. So when her hand finally lowers to touch the weapon, it is too late.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni was busy looking at some mysterious and unsettling-looking claw marks on the wall of the ship when something didn’t seem right. Pavilla had gone in the other direction, but suddenly

Ooni had a sinking feeling in her stomach. Almost like a cat smelling the fear scent of it’s prey, Ooni could sense her friend’s distress. There was definitely something wrong, so Ooni decided to backtrack a bit, going towards the direction Pavilla had.

She got slapped in the face by a stray wire that came loose, but she brushed it off and kept going, “Pavilla?” Ooni called, hearing her voice echo in the damp cavern that the destroyer’s half-sunken shell had formed.

She heard another creaking noise coming from below her and a swishing sound in the water near the mouth of the entrance. It was like the Force did not want her to discover where her friend had gone, but Ooni pressed on. She couldn’t help but feel like something was wrong. She made it farther and picked up where Pavilla had been headed right before she heard a loud thud. Ooni broke into a run.

[pavilla-ren]

Flashes of black and white paired with high pitched screams and the familiar sounds of blaster fire take hold of her senses, for it is as if Pavilla is watching some kind of old holovid and at first, she doesn’t understand what she’s seeing. 

Dark shapes dot her vision, several rising from sands as white as the moon to resemble people, each with blasters in hand as her vision clears to watch the Battle of Scarif unfold.

It only takes Pavilla a moment to understand what had happened. She’d touched an old weapon in the armory that the Force had led her to, and now the Force was showing her segments of the past. It was showing her what had happened here.

There is a man who looks aged by years of battle, his greyed hair matching the long white cape that adorns him as he angrily orders TIE fighters to the beach where rogue rebels have landed and launched an assault as explosions dot the area behind him.

She sees the rebels fall one by one, each dying a brutal and horrifying death, the cries of agony and pain tearing through it all from voices indiscernible despite what she watches before her.

Blackened masses lay abandoned on sand stained with blood, the acrid stench of death filling her nose as the image changes and she sees what must have been the Battle of Scarif.

The scene shifts as Pavilla watches a familiar ship leave a command tower, it’s contents filled with relics and lost artifacts of the Sith and Jedi. She doesn’t have to think twice to know that the ships that kamikaze into the Star Destroyer one by one are Rebel ships, the Star Destroyer that Pavilla is now on eventually being brought down to the ocean after being pelted and hit by sixty X-Wings and a unyielding barrages of cannon fire.

[ooni-ren]

Ooni eventually locates the room Pavilla is in, igniting her blade and looking around to make sure her friend was not attacked before realizing that they were the only two there. It was the armory. Ooni sheathed her saber and knelt by Pavilla’s side, noticing she was shaking. Ooni’s blood ran cold, she pulled Pavilla’s head into her arms, not wanting her to get a concussion, “Pavilla? You with me?”

[pavilla-ren]

The scene shifts a final time, the environment fading to that of a console room with a viewport before a dark sky that is full of stars. There are two men that stand before the viewport, each clad in black.

One has his arms crossed as if he is thinking of something, deep and heavy breaths sounding from some kind of mechanized breathing apparatus that Pavilla knows to be a trademark of the legendary Sith, Darth Vader.

Beside him stands the man that had visited her on her ship following the days she had defected from the Resistance, his old and raspy voice echoing throughout the room,” See to it that you get those plans, apprentice… Make certain that your work and sacrifice will not have been in vain…”

A cruel bout of laughter falls from Sheev Palpatine’s aged lips after that as he turns, his topaz eyes fixing on hers as everything near him begins to fade away.

Extending a hand and pointing to Pavilla, his tone darkens in amusement when he speaks to his only granddaughter and last surviving descendant.

“And you, my young heiress,” He hisses as he hobbles closer to the girl before stopping in front of her to widen his grin,” you must awaken. Awaken, young heiress, to take what is yours and fulfill your destiny.”

At that, she is embraced by darkness once more.

[ooni-ren]

“Pavilla? Oh gosh…” Ooni opened up her com and began punching in a distress call, “Please wake up…”

[pavilla-ren]

Pavilla’s eyes snap open as she shoots up, one hand finding purchase on the floor beneath her while the other clutches at her chest as she breathes heavily. Not sure where she is, she looks around the dark space, not remembering where she’d been or what she’d been doing for a few moments.

She doesn’t register the movement of her companion beside her until Ooni calls her name, hesitance and…was it fear that marked her features as she quirked her head at Pavilla?

“Ooni? What happened to me? Where did you go? Where are we?”  

[ooni-ren]

Ooni stops typing in the emergency code and puts her com down when she sees her friend beginning to stir.

She rehearses in her head the protocol for emergencies, “Pavilla? Oh thank gosh you’re awake… I was walking in the other direction, I should have stayed closer to you. We’re on the mission, remember? In the sunken ship?”

Ooni surely hoped Pavilla wasn’t seriously hurt, but something told her the occurrence was largely Force-related and left her friend mostly unharmed. At least, physically, she was.

[pavilla-ren]

Releasing a deep breath, Pavilla moves a hand to her temple as she wills herself to recall the events leading up to the vision.

She’d been with Ooni, her friend. They’d found a fallen ship among a jetty, the Force drawing Pavilla as she’d lead Ooni to it. The two girls had then started to search the ship in their curiosity. She remembered it all, now.

Moving to stand up, the girl has to put a hand to the wall to catch herself, the room around slowly spinning as she tries to focus her vision.

Shaking her head to her companion, she tentatively replied,” Yes, I remember. I’m fine…”

She trails off when she notices the knowing look her friend gives her, instantly making Pavilla feel guilty for leaving her.

“I’m sorry, Ooni. I shouldn’t have left you either. It’s just… I think I attuned myself too strongly to the Force. I let it lead me here and, well… I had a vision. I know what happened here. The Force showed me.”

[ooni-ren]

“What did the Force show you? Maybe you should sit down for a moment,” Ooni replied.

“Do you want to go home, Pav? You look really shaken up, I thought we were having a seizure or something. I can talk to Lord Ren… He might understand if I explain what happened.” Ooni still felt the Force’s presence calling her, lower, this time. Towards the water.

But she wasn’t about to stick around on this creepy ship if her friend was negatively affected. She would only go on if Pavilla was ready.