Saga - ST Drabble Challenge [UDC VIII] Is it Veila or Is it Ren? Drabbles Complete! August 3, 2017

[h2]Week 17[/h2]
History

Dellmera Kinh of the Burz tours coughed, and fished out the megapad from her trouser.

“Welcome to the Historical Veila homestead. It was right here where the savage Sand People attacked. They killed the parents first. The wife was probably the first victim. We do know for certain that they did not even spare the toddler. She was only three.”

“The barbarity of the sand people are well known on this planet, that is why Burz is a proud member of the Sand People Elimination Foundation. Donations are welcome.

“Liar!” A young green eyed blonde man screamed from the back.

Write

Dorli was in trouble.

She missed the deadline for the holonovel, again.

The holopublisher appeared sympathetic when Dorli told her the bad news via holonet, but Dorli knew the implications. If she didn’t submit the last two chapters within the month, production of the Detective Turg: A Knights of Ren Mystery would stop. This means immediate unemployment for the leading holoactor, Dorli’s own boyfriend.

How could she write about the Knights of Ren again when Dorli now knew what they were? What they did?

Someone knocked at the door. Lint came in, a cup of hot caf in his hands.

Archive

“Hello? Someone there? Who’s down there?”

The avatars stopped their perusing of the archive information immediately. They did not know who was with them inside the old building. No guard was supposed to be here at this hour.

The avatars stood like stones, waiting. Minutes later, the light turned on, someone was with them in the room. It was female, by the sound of her yawning.

“Wha-- Miss Honor, is that you? What are you doing here? Aren’t you with your class on holid—Never mind, come with me, and bring your friend.”

“Wait till your great grandaunt sees you!”

Artifact

“You are telling me this wasn’t a Sith Holocron?” Jaina Solo looked incredulously at the blinking Mon Calamari Jedi Master.

“Whatever that thing is, it almost got my daughter killed!” Han complained.

“It’s actually a journal of some sort. Shaped like a pyramid,” Cilghal explained, “As you know, private journals can be shaped in whatever form it user want. To become a holocron, the Force user needs to consciously put her essence and will inside a vessel. This Honor Tur-Hazy simply just wanted to organize her thoughts, no more, no less.”

“Whatever tried to kill you didn’t come from this.”

Memory

The Grand Master gave permission to use the Force weeks ago, after the incident. But Nesstor Mook preferred doing thing manually now. If he concentrated within his own memories, Nessa was still by his side, joking with that Jelucani bumpkin.

Nesstor watched as two figures walked out of the shuttle. He could hear words of their conversation. Maybe his Force skills were improving.

“Why did the avatar spare the old woman?”

“It did. Leave it be.”

Moments later, They approached Nesstor. He noticed the lightsabers on their belts. Where were they two months ago when his sister was still alive?

 

You really seem to conjure your drabbles out of a magical head! I am still dizzy from reading and all the impressions that rained on me, but it was good stuff. Your Jaina certainly is a wilful personality with a lot of skills.

 

I need to get around to reading your long!fic because I didn't understand everything here, but each drabble was lovely on its own and there was a definite vibe of creepiness/redemption throughout the series.

Some drabbles I particularly liked were those dealing with Tahiri's Tusken upbringing. You really conveyed the sense that she grew up in an environment that was harsh and brutal, yet in which she was loved and cared for. The drabble where she was shown killing her adoptive father was terrifying -- on the one hand she came across as being as fierce as a Tusken, on the other it was clear that she was destroying a family bond that she didn't want to destroy.

 

Yay! Reviews! Thanks for reading everyone. And I am grateful that you guys liked them enough to review.


AzureAngel2
Thanks. I liked Jaya. So hopefully I don't write her too out of character

Chyntuck
Main fic is The Bounty. I'm actually on Chapter 16, and the fic is updated to Chapter 13? I think? Anyway, The Bounty, Is it Veila or Is it Ren?, Legitimate Salvage, and Captain's Word is all connected one way or another. But there is no "correct" order to read them.

The Bounty is EU vs Disney Canon
Is it Veila or Is it Ren is about Tahiri, her friend Honor, and other related characters (you are here!)
Legitimate Salvage is Honor Tur-Hazy's personal journal
Captain's Word is a sequel to Lost Stars and Prequel to The Bounty

 

[h2]Week 18[/h2]
Air

“Nice and slow, Veila Ren. Keep walking backwards. That’s it.”

Thus Kylo Ren instructed Tahiri while holding the unusual red lightsaber at her neck.

Ben was being held by his father, the Grandmaster of the Jedi Order, who also watched helplessly as Tahiri was held at lightsaber point of this abomination, being kidnapped in front of everyone.

The abomination wore Anakin’s face, said things with Anakin’s voice. Said Things.

The air around Tahiri’s neck was sickeningly hot. She could feel the hairs on the neck of the skin curled.

Ben’s shaking stopped Tahiri from what she was determined to do.

Life

“The asteroid field you see around us is the remains of the Starkiller base. It was a small planet with iron core. Fifty years ago it was destroyed by the heroes of the Resistance. A battle between the glorious New Republic and a First Order scum’s command ship also took place here. Myth said travel between dimensions happened between dimensions for about a year and a half.”

Indeed. Tahiri thought. More than half of her life was spent here.

“Kraff and Kanta! Emergency power to the engines! Get us out of here!”

It looks like she’s going home after all.

Hair

“This is a nightmare!” complained Cassie. “It was a mistake to curl them because everyone else did!

“Just have to wait a few days, sweetie.” Tahiri told her granddaughter.

“But the latest fashion in the school is the ultra Germoz dlerd, and they need straight hair to pull off!

“I want straight hair now! I want straight hair NOW NOW!”

Ben walked into the room, and gave Tahiri a kiss, putting a cup of caf on the table.

Tahiri blinked, Ben was gone, and so was the cup of caf.

She closed her eyes, and Cassie’s hairs started to straighten.

Conviction

The Jedi came in their terrible ships and bombarded the planet

The Jedi came to their family island villa and killed her parents.

The Jedi came and tried to kidnap Tahiri in the middle of the night, but was saved by the First Order.

The Supreme Leader is wise.

The Supreme Leader Snoke saved Tahiri Veila even though the evil Jedi tried to destroy her.

Tahiri Veila is now Veila Ren.

Veila Ren.

“Lights!”

Tah... Veila blinked.

“What is your name?”

“Veila Ren”

“And who am I”

“An... Kylo. Kylo Ren.”

Kylo grinned the Ren smirk. “Welcome back, Veila Ren.”

Sunshine

“What do we know?” Veila Ren asked Garz Ren.

“Reports of possible Force sensitives on planet.” Garz Ren said. “More than one. And pretty strong ones at that.”

Garz Ren paused, squinting at Veila Ren.

“Could it actually be Jedi? Are they for real? Have anyone actually seen a Jedi, ever?

The Jedi came to their family island villa and killed her paren--”

“Say, what’s with the scars on your head? And when did you start wearing shoes?”

“I just hope they are Jedi.” Veila Ren said, and jumped from the dropship.

Twin suns shone simultaneously into her eyes.

 

You also write Tahiri pretty well and, on top of all, cool.

 

I think I'm beginning to get what is happening here -- this isn't just a Disney-Canon fic where Tahiri exists, this is a fic where the two universes exist in parallel and she was transported from one to the other, right? It clicked together when I read Air; Kylo Ren went and kidnapped her from the Legends-verse if I'm reading this correctly. It's interesting that you made him look like Anakin Solo, no wonder it gave Ben the creeps!

 

AzureAngel2

Oh thank you. She's my favourite character in the entire New Jedi Order. Followed by Riina Kwaad, of course

Chyntuck

Yep. The two universes exist in parallel! And I figured since Ben Solo is Han and Leia's kid. There have to be some close resemblance between them. Then I thought, why not make Ben/Kylo Ren look exactly like Anakin Solo?
And in "Life" you will find that Tahiri wasn't able to go back for half a century. What will she find when she get home? Will she find Ben waiting for her? Or will Ben be feeding his kid by Abee instead?

 

[h2]Week 19[/h2]
Banter

“I have had enough!” Honor fumed. “There’s no way this scenario would work! The Wookiees always win.”

“Fact. I cannot find the correct solutions either.” Tenel Ka said.

“It would help if they actually translated Shyriwook. But Master Skywalker said no talking to Lowie for this assignment.” Tahiri scratched her head. “I know a few words learned from some Wookiee traders to Tatooine, I think I see the words smell, and hair, but that’s it.

Zekk walked into the room. “Hey guys, have you figured out the Wookiees assignment yet? Turned out all those strange insults were just Shyriiwook bantering.”

Accuse

“It’s over. Imposter.” Garz’s activated his blade, pointing it at Tahiri.

“Garz. It’s still me. We saved those kids from slavery, broke up that Hutt spice cartel, that’s what all of us Force sensitives do. What the Knights of Ren is supposed to stand for. Your Supreme Leader told you so., Justice and....”

“And death to the Jedi! So shut up!

“I knew something was wrong the first time I saw you. No one can make their lightsaber light up with that colour. Those strange scars. The fact that you let that Jedi go. I should have reported you then.”

Offend

“This Tahiri proves very useful, Supreme Leader.” Kylo Ren said.

“For once, I am in agreement with Kylo. The Stormtrooper corp shows 13 percent better performance in hand to hand training.” Hux reluctantly muttered.

“Very well. And She still thinks she is Veila Ren?”

Hux reported, “So far. The trial mission with Garz Ren proved successful. Or so Kylo says. Kylo?”

Kylo shook off the obvious attempt to offend. “There were no Jedi on Tatooine. However, there was a spice cartel that was eliminated.”

A trick of the light perhaps, but the Supreme Leader did not look happy to Hux.

Compliment

For Kyp and the beautiful yellow haired scar lady Ren in their big space ship.

I have a family again. Die and Niang feed me very well and I gained 19 units!

Someone from something called First Order always come to the Farm and collect something called Fish Dakth. Sometimes they beat Die for reasons. Then they always come back when the Moon is full again. I want some big Knight Renny and come and help. Then he can beat the bad man in the mask. I can’t wait until I grow up and be a Knight Renny myself.

Gate

Confide

Veila Ren didn’t know what to do.

The last dream from last night was the worst. There was water everywhere. Then someone called Ben was screaming the name Tahiri and pulling her up and out of the waters. The red haired kid, Ben? Became Kylo, she was kissing him after being pushed.

She still doesn’t know where she got the scars on her head. And why her lightsaber colour is different.

Veila Ren knocked on the door.

“Come in.”

“Something’s wrong.” Veila said when she entered the room. “I need to talk to you.”

Anakin would know what to do.

 

[h2]Week 20[/h2]
Outrage

“Welcome to Coruscant. The local time is 0930. Thank you for choosing Aghdoh Galactic Transport.

At last. Tahiri is on Coruscant. She grabbed her travel bag, and waited her turn to get off the ship.

Fifteen minutes later, she found herself alone in a booth in the tavern. She didn’t have to wait long for her ride.

“Hi, you must be Miss Veila?” A young girl with auburn bangs, clad in a gray overall, asked, “my name is Allisun, I’m your Gudel chauffeur.”

Engaging Allisun in small talk during the ride, Tahiri found out there was no Jedi Temple. Outrageous!

Outright

“Please,” Her father begged. “There’s no Jedi here on Mandalore. We are good, lawful people. If there were any Jedi, we would have--”

The Reptilian bounty hunter slapped her father on the face with the back of her hand. Her dad, so tall and so strong, went down like a sack of mushrooms.

Honor shivered, and crawled to her father.

“[Boona is tired of your outright lies]”, the Reptilian hissed, “[girl. Tell me where the Jedi is! Tell where the one called Scout is hiding.”]

“I don’t know.” Tears flowed down Honor’s cheeks. “There’s no one by that name.”

Maps

The way my Grandma Honor tells it, they blamed it on the Jedi. Riots everywhere on the planet.” Allisun explained. “That’s why there is no official Jedi presence on planet.”

“There is five accommodations in your price range. I’m transferring the maps to your datapad.”

Tahiri browsed the data. Sabatyne Zoo Hostel. Imperial Center Mall Casino. Skywalker Twin Towers.

“Tell me more about the Skywalker Twin Towers.”

“That’s run by old man Ben Skywalker and his wife. They say she never ages. Hey! I just realized, you have the same name! What are the odds?”

“Stop the speeder.” Tahiri grated.

Keys

Veila Ren turned the keys.

The smell of ti’haar filled the refresher. Stronger than the wedding alcohol Veila was forced to imbibe on K’uthel.

“MISSUS Valin Horn.” Honor slurred.

“My FRIEND, TAKE everything from me! My kriffing hand, I destroyed the only relative I had left because YOU weren’t satisfied with being a Jetii! I don’t give a shabuir osik about Snoke! Ben, that or’dinii can kiss my shebs!”

Veila put her hands around the mess in front of her and rubbed.

“Hey, Tahiri, we are friends, right?” Honor mumbled, “I’m going away for a while. Feed Tangy for me.”

Home

“How did you like the holofilm?” Abee asked her grandson.

“It was a blast!” Cade said. “Will you help me build my own Kylo Ren mask?”

“If you be a good boy, we can start by the end of the week.”

“Deal.” The child agreed, “smoky promise.” Ben Skywalker smiled familiar black tendril extended from the love of his life shook the small pinky.

The drizzle stopped by the time the Sklywalkers arrived home. Someone was waiting.

“Hello, Ben. Beautiful wife. Cute kid.” The figure brushed aside her wet, gray hair, revealing three long scars on her forehead. “introduce us?”