Chapitre 82: An Abandoned Son
~~~(POV: Theron Shan)~~~
~~~(Location: SIS Headquarters, Coruscant)~~~
The sight of my mother brings great pain to me... I'll never forget the day that I was discovered to be a none Force-Sensitive. Being ejected from The Order and thrown aside by my own mom... "What do you want, Satele. I'm a busy man, and I don't have a lot of time." She remains stoic and has the same Jedi uncaringness all over her.
She wouldn't Holo me for no reason at all. "I was hoping I could get your help with a mission that I'm taking on." Where does she get off asking me to help her after what she's done to me? I fold my arms, and I give an unmistakable, displeased look. "I know that you hold a lot of resentment for me, Theron." That's an understatement.
I've heard many things about my mom over the years and a lot about Nathan Opal. I'd be lying if I said I didn't loathe him. "Just get to the point, Satele. I'm not in the mood to deal with your Jedi Way Rancor crap." She cringes just a little at my words, and I can't help feeling a little bit of a victory. She sighs and lets her arms hang by her side.
Satele picks up a datapad and starts to input some commands. "I'm sending a mission. I want you to meet me on Ord Mantell. Don't bring anyone else. Just you, and when you've landed, Holo me." Before I can reject it, she looks me in the eyes. "Please don't make me order you, Theron." A boiling rage starts in me, and I have to do a lot to keep it from showing.
In the span of a couple of seconds, my own datapad beeps, and I pick it up. She's authorized the SIS to fund my trip. "I want you to know that I'm not happy about this and if I don't like what we're doing there. I'm leaving, and I don't care if you order me or not." Before she can say anything, I turn off the Holo, and I'm left alone in my quarters.
My hand reaches for my blaster, and my shaking hand grips the handle. I draw it fast, and I unleash a whole clip into my wall. "I HATE MY JOB!!!" I yell out as the blaster doesn't let out any more shots, and I throw it against the wall. After riding that high, I take a seat on my bed, and I run a hand through my hair. This is the worst.
~~~(POV: Satele Shan)~~~
~~~(Location: Senate Building, Coruscant)~~~
I didn't realize how much it would hurt to see Theron again... What hurt the most was how much he hated me... The Jedi are my life, but it's cost me everything else... "Grandmaster, shall I prepare your ship to Ord Mantell?" I give a single nod, and I exit the Senate Building and make my way towards the spaceport.
Nathan is the son that I always wanted, and Theron is the son I never got to have. Being with both of them on Ord Mantell gives me feelings that I've rarely had. "What do you and Nathan plan to do on Ord Mantell?" Master Leyra Porsar asks me a question I'm not sure about. Nathan wouldn't do anything without a meaning behind it.
He's changed since the last time I saw him... He doesn't have so much chaos in him... It's like he's come to understand a lot about himself. Come to accept things he refused to before. "There is something that I must speak to him about." He doesn't know that he's not an Opal. At least, I don't think he does. I don't know who his parents are, but he's unnaturally powerful.
I wish that Theron inherited my Force Abilities... I resent myself for not being able to impart some power to him through blood. "When do you think the war will start again?" Master Leyra brings up something I've been thinking about. The Senate will make a move only when there is no longer a choice, which will be soon.
The Empire is gaining strength every day, and we're stagnated and unable to prepare for them. Hopefully, whatever Nathan wants to do on Ord Mantell can benefit the Republic just as much as him.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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