Post by Thayta on Jan 31, 2015 13:10:39 GMT -5
Log 1: age 7
"They're dead kid, sorry about your luck, now focus on your god damn mind trick", Those are the comforting words of my father when I ask about my mother and brother. I knew the real story.... I knew they didnt die. My memories of them barely exist, no faces or names, just... a knowing.. like when someones making noise behind you, you cant see them but you feel them being there. I can remember a time when I knew they were there, feeling safe. According to my father they "died", said mom was sick with something and won't tell me how my older brother died. "Stop hanging on to it, god damn it!", insists I look forward, won't even tell me their names...
But I know what happened... I "force" pushed my veggies off the table when I was two and my smuggling father grabbed his little force sensitive meal ticket and ran... "We're gonna be rich!" he tells me.. "your going to use that mind trick on the dock security, we can hull more cargo than any other smuggler!, wont even have to hide it!"... it doesnt work that way you bastard... It takes training that you cant scream into me!
Log 2: age 12
After years of trying to beat the force into me he finally took me to the temple. Must have used his only talent to stage it, amazing what he can do with forged ID's. I dont even know what he did or said to get me in but it worked. I spent the last three years learning from the Jedi, amazing people.. never hit me once. But the Jedi are smarter than my father, they felt the truth and kicked me out. can I blame them? Dad doesnt lose hope that easy, he said there is another place that will teach me.. we're on our way there now. "Deep cover" he said, our employer is coming to collect our ship for a while.
Log 3: age 14
Sith!? Did he know it was like this? Did he know where he was taking me....
We arrived to Korriban.. he tried the same trick to get me in.. last trick he ever tried. They killed him, not five feet in front of me. I thought I was next, trying to think of a reason to beg.. there was none. But they didnt kill me... I wish they would have. They took me, took my name, took my identity. Mysery.. was it just a cool sounding name? or were they warning me what I was in for? They trained me all right.. "Embrace your hatred" oh I had plenty to embrace...
Log 4: age 19
I ran... still running. I dont care if they catch me anymore. It was between escape and suicide. I thought this way there was atleast a glimmer of an actual life. Im going to Nar Shaddaa, a place for refugees. I have been a tool in my fathers eyes my whole life, the jedi saw it and just cast me out, the sith saw it and gave me an upgrade.. what sort of galaxy is this!? I hate it, and I hate my father for what he did, I hate you Thaxis Lagats.
"They're dead kid, sorry about your luck, now focus on your god damn mind trick", Those are the comforting words of my father when I ask about my mother and brother. I knew the real story.... I knew they didnt die. My memories of them barely exist, no faces or names, just... a knowing.. like when someones making noise behind you, you cant see them but you feel them being there. I can remember a time when I knew they were there, feeling safe. According to my father they "died", said mom was sick with something and won't tell me how my older brother died. "Stop hanging on to it, god damn it!", insists I look forward, won't even tell me their names...
But I know what happened... I "force" pushed my veggies off the table when I was two and my smuggling father grabbed his little force sensitive meal ticket and ran... "We're gonna be rich!" he tells me.. "your going to use that mind trick on the dock security, we can hull more cargo than any other smuggler!, wont even have to hide it!"... it doesnt work that way you bastard... It takes training that you cant scream into me!
Log 2: age 12
After years of trying to beat the force into me he finally took me to the temple. Must have used his only talent to stage it, amazing what he can do with forged ID's. I dont even know what he did or said to get me in but it worked. I spent the last three years learning from the Jedi, amazing people.. never hit me once. But the Jedi are smarter than my father, they felt the truth and kicked me out. can I blame them? Dad doesnt lose hope that easy, he said there is another place that will teach me.. we're on our way there now. "Deep cover" he said, our employer is coming to collect our ship for a while.
Log 3: age 14
Sith!? Did he know it was like this? Did he know where he was taking me....
We arrived to Korriban.. he tried the same trick to get me in.. last trick he ever tried. They killed him, not five feet in front of me. I thought I was next, trying to think of a reason to beg.. there was none. But they didnt kill me... I wish they would have. They took me, took my name, took my identity. Mysery.. was it just a cool sounding name? or were they warning me what I was in for? They trained me all right.. "Embrace your hatred" oh I had plenty to embrace...
Log 4: age 19
I ran... still running. I dont care if they catch me anymore. It was between escape and suicide. I thought this way there was atleast a glimmer of an actual life. Im going to Nar Shaddaa, a place for refugees. I have been a tool in my fathers eyes my whole life, the jedi saw it and just cast me out, the sith saw it and gave me an upgrade.. what sort of galaxy is this!? I hate it, and I hate my father for what he did, I hate you Thaxis Lagats.