It had been a rough few years for the young, excitable, Vessel. There was that whole being possessed by an Angel thing. And the joining the Jedi thing. And then a whole war... She had to admit to herself, she was tired. Tired of all of it. Not that Hael blamed her. The Angel was tired too. Tired of watching friends die. Tired of causing those deaths. . .
You did no such thing, Hael. We couldn't have stopped him. Katrin's voice spoke in the Angel's mind. They had to stop those kinds of thoughts, or they'd go down a rabbit hole no one could rescue them from. She couldn't really argue though. It was exhausting. She had seen all of these things happen. She had known what would happen. And yet, she couldn't stop it. Had even contributed to the ending results. Her Master dead. Her friend turned, another close friend dead. A whole war started. She'd seen peace be completely and absolutely destroyed. All because of forbidden love. But then, that was another story for another time.
No. Today was different. There hadn't been anything more she could do for them. Not for a long while anyway. She supposed she'd return when the children were grown. Perhaps she could guide them. At least, show them their father wasn't evil. Not really. No. For now, she was left looking for something to do. Somewhere else to go.
What about Infinity?Hael's voice interrupted her stream of thoughts. She knew she could entice her excitable Vessel with the promise of another fandom. The girl did love her books. Did love experiencing them. And, as she knew it would, Katrin's face lit up. Her eyes sparkled. She grinned mischievously. Now there's the best idea we've had in a loooong while! She chuckles to herself. It had been an obscure, little known, book she had read while in the hospital over the years. It had ended on such a cliffhanger too! She nods once to herself, this was a good idea indeed.
Her eyes flash blue as Hael takes control. The sound of rustling wings is heard for a brief moment, and then she disappears. . .
In a forest in the middle of nowhere. Late evening, even the animals were quiet. A light breeze swept through the leaves. Suddenly, the sound of rustling wings. As if a great bird had suddenly taken flight. A young woman appears. She was, perhaps, 25. Short, averaging 5". Her hair long and blond, braided down her back. She wore a Graphics T-shirt and jeans. This one reading simply, "Star Wars". Her eyes, oh her eyes. They held a depth all their own. A blue that was almost grey. Like a stormy sky. They told a different story. Old. Much older than she seemed. They held pain, and wisdom. What they could tell you of what they'd seen. It made one weep just to consider.
She looks around, seemingly showing no emotions. Unconcerned. She picks a random direction and begins walking. Wondering what they would find. . . .
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