SON OF THE CHOSEN.
Sequel to 'Tortured Soul'.
Palpatine kidnapped Rexan to escape when he was exposed; fourteen years later, Rexan Skywalker returns. He is angry, resentful, withdrawn_
Is he just a troubled, tortured, young man? Or is he something more sinister?
Rexan: 3 -17.
Mara smiled at Luke, "I haven't seen you since Rexan was shot." She'd been beginning to think he was onto her,
"I'm sorry," Luke bit his lip and shrugged, "It's been a bit hectic since then..." Everyone was on high alert, "... We still haven't found the shooter."
They wouldn't find him either, Mara squeezed Luke's hand. "Is Rexan, ok?"
"He's great," Luke smiled and relaxed. "Of course, Dad's still being overprotective." It was hilarious - and annoying - "He has to know where all of us are at all times."
"Oh, no!" Mara laughed, her eyes gleaming. "He must be driving you crazy!"
"Well, it's not like we don't understand why he's doing it,' The knowledge that Palpatine had someone spying on them had everyone worried.
"So, there's no news on Palpatine?" Mara asked, gently pushing him for information.
"I'm sorry, Mara." Luke smiled at her, "I'm not allowed to tell you anything about him." He shouldn't be telling her about Rexan's shooting either... "I really am sorry," He hated keeping things from her.
"Don't worry about it," Mara smiled, hiding her disappointment as she took Luke's hand. "I wouldn't want to get you into trouble."
"I was surprised when you asked to see me," Luke shrugged, looking at her hopefully, "you said you were busy when I contacted you earlier."
Cocking her head, Mara grinned, "Well, it gave me reason to see you."
"You..." Luke stared at her, swallowing, he licked his lips. "You like me?"
Grinning, Mara leaned over and kissed Luke - a quick, gentle peck - pulling back, Mara shrugged. "Does that answer your question?"
He ran, sobbing as he heard him pursuing him. He staggered, tripping over the uneven, rocking ground. He had to escape, had to get away from him! Sobbing in terror, pulling himself to his feet, he ran again-
He was knocked to the ground, held immobile by an unseen force... Then the burning lightning came, followed by the evil voice of his captor. "You will not escape me!"
Rexan surged awake, his heart hammering in his chest from the remembered pain and fear. Swallowing he stood, his breathing shaky and unsteady. In the dream - memory - he had been eight or nine, he had tried to escape...
Striding out of his room, he headed for the front door of the apartment - his father was at the Temple. he opened the door-
And ran into Tiffara
Tiffara let out a small, startled cry as she staggered back.
Rexan smiled weakly. "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you."
"I'm ok..." She stared at him, frowning, "Are you alright?" He looked... Scared-
"I'm fine," Rexan silently cursed as his voice shook. Swallowing, he shook his head and tried again, "I'm f-fine..." His shoulders were shaking as he choked on a sob.
"Shhh..." Tiffara hugged him, holding him as she gently lead him back into the apartment, guiding him to the couch, she sat beside him. "... what's wrong?"
Shaking his head, Rexan closed his eyes. "It was a dream..." Swallowing, he licked his lips and looked at Tiffara. "... A memory."
"What happened?" There was a little fear in her gaze now, uncertainty, but she still wanted to help him.
Taking a deep breath, Rexan let it out slowly, trying to calm his own fear. "I tried to escape..." At Tiffara's gasp, he smiled tightly. "... I was about nine years old..." he told her, his hands shaking as he remembered the 'punishment' that had followed. "... Palpatine caught me... he hurt me for hours afterwards..." He still didn't understand how he could have forgotten how much Palpatine had hurt him.
"Oh, Rexan..." Tiffara stared at him, her eyes wide as she held him, he'd suffered so much. "... I'm so sorry."
Closing his eyes, Rexan leaned his head on Tiffara's shoulder, and took a deep, calming breath. "Thank you, for being here."
Smiling at him, Tiffara took his hand. "Are you sure you're ok?"
"I am now," Rexan smiled, opening his eyes to look at her. He still couldn't believe that it was her he'd seen two years ago, that it was her he had fallen in love with.
"What's that look for?"
Grinning at her, Rexan cocked his head. "Leia didn't tell you?" When Tiffara frowned at him, Rexan chuckled and shrugged. "Ever since I saw you on Avirandel, I haven't stopped thinking about you..." Tiffara's eyes were wide as Rexan reached out to brush back a lock of her hair, "... I heard you laughing, and it was the most beautiful thing I've ever heard."
Sitting forward, Tiffara kissed him, wrapping her arms around Rexan's neck as she leaned against him.
Anakin gasped, his eyes widening as he felt the intense love swell through his bond with Rexan.
As he staggered, Obi-wan caught his arm. "Are you okay?" Obi-wan asked, looking at him in concern.
"Whoa," Leaning against the wall of the Temple, Anakin opened his eyes. "I haven't felt anything like that since Padme and my wedding."
Obi-wan frowned in confusion, "Anything like what?"
"Spinning into infinity," Anakin shrugged staring off into space,"You know, that headlong spiral that steals your breath and stops your heart."
Now Obi-wan was truly confused as he shook his head, "What are you talking about?"
Anakin grinned at Obi-wan, "Rexan's falling in love."
Pulling away from Tiffara, Rexan closed his eyes, he wasn't used to kindness, didn't know how to respond-
"It's ok." Tiffara's hand cupped his cheek, turning his face so he was looking at her. "You don't have to be afraid anymore."
He'd been afraid for so long - He didn't know how else to be. "I don't know what to do..."
"Then trust us," Tiffara smiled at him. "Trust that we know what we're doing." She gently stroked his cheek, "We're all scared sometimes, Rexan..." Sighing, she hugged him, leaning her head against his chest. "... There's nothing wrong with needing help."
Mara grinned as she entered her room, Luke had no idea who she really was, had no clue that she was the 'spy'... As usual,Palpatine answered the moment she contacted him.
"What is happening?"
"They still have no idea who's behind Rexan's attack," Mara laughed, rolling her eyes. "His shooting has them all jumping at shadows."
Palpatine's hologram smiled, "Then you are doing very well."
Mara sighed and shook her head, "We may have a problem though," she said quietly, "Luke said that Rexan asked to see the Council about something urgently, but he would tell me what it was...' she lifted her head, "... Which is why i think it has something to do with you."
Palpatine frowned, "Rexan doesn't know anything about me... Not really."
Mara shook her head, "the only times he's closed up, is when I've asked about anything involving you."
"Then you must be careful, Mara." Palpatine sighed and shook his head, "Do not contact me again, until you know what Rexan told them."