Saga A Simpler Wish - Dear Diary Entry - updated 5/2

Title: A Simpler Wish
Author: VaderLVR64
Characters: OCs
Notes: This is the diary of a character from this story: [link=http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/24208852]The Foundlings[/link]


A Simpler Wish


My name is Tikkie and I was supposed to be a Jedi.

No matter how many times I say those words to myself they don?t really feel true. I don?t remember much of the Temple, or the life we had there. I have flashes of memory - of a dark, smiling face leaning over my bed and tucking me in, or the laughing sound of the waters in the Fountain Room. Those are happy memories and I try very hard to hold onto them.

There are other memories that I hope will one day fade away.

I can remember the smell of burning flesh, the cries of those struck down, the stench of death. And the blood. So much blood.

And I remember the marching of those feet as they stalked into the Temple. It had sounded like thunder at first and I remember being a little afraid because I didn?t like storms. Then there were screams and the crèche masters were gathering us together. I don?t remember much after that, I just remember being alone.

I was crying, I remember that. And then Kaldor was there, plucking me up from the garbage heap and whispering in my ear.

I knew then that everything would be all right. I was no longer alone and that changed everything. I remember burying my face in his neck and smelling smoke. And I knew I was safe.

Of course, I was only two at the time, so I had no idea that the evil that had struck the Temple was by no means defeated. It is alive and well and it wants to kill me.

I am an outlaw by my very existence. I am sentenced to die because of something that I was born with, a power that I didn?t ask for or even want. I have the Force, not that it does me much good now. It?s more a burden than a gift.

But we all have it, and we live together, our lives threatened by a power so much bigger than ourselves that we cannot stop to think about it or we?ll give up.

Sometimes, Kal will tell us the stories that Master Nyyla used to tell in the crèche. Every now and then, I will remember a soft, husky voice saying the words and the happiness I felt in those long ago moments. She?s dead now, like all the rest.

Some kids talk about what they want to be when they grow up.

I have a simpler wish - I just want to grow up.

 

Wow, Vadey that was amazing and now I can?t wait until I get to read more.

My name is Tikkie and I was supposed to be a Jedi.

I was hooked after that.

If you make a pm list for this fic, could you add me to it? Thanks.

 

Beautifully creepy, as usual for you, VaderLVR64. That she probably won't survive that long is frighteningly unsaid.

-Misti

 

Man, oh, man - what a story. As usual!

Some kids talk about what they want to be when they grow up.

I have a simpler wish - I just want to grow up.

You, too, know how to wring the heart.

 

What a nice OC Btw what timeframe is this. Can you PM me when you have an update?

 

I was wondering if you were to do a diary. Foundlings I missed that one have to go look it up. I love the start.

Oh! Does what happens in Florida stay in Florida?

 

Oh, I absolutely adore Tikkie in "The Foundings." I can't wait to see you explore her a little more - she's a wonderful OC, one of my all-time favorites!

Please put me high on the PM list for this one, Vadey. I can already tell I'm going to love it!!

 

That was so sad. She just wants to grow up. I remember the Foundlings stories. As always, well done.

 

Wow! That first line alone just grabbed me. It was so simple, but there were so many emotions attached and just, it was incredible. And the last line was heart-breaking. It reminded me how lucky I am to live where I do, far out of the range of war and the other tragedies people around the world are involved in. Thank you.

 

I have a simpler wish - I just want to grow up.

Very poignant.


So this little Jedi survived the attack at the temple, quite interesting.

 

Very beautiful but then again when are your stories not !!

Please add me to your PM list if you continue this !!

 

Whoa, a Temple survivor. That's an angle I've never seen covered in the realm of OC's. A very simple yet quite powerful first entry.

 

"i just want to grow up."



Oh the poor baby!

Such a tragic beginning but it's nice to she is able to remember the happy memories.

Looking forward to more

 

Whoa this is good!

I want a PM too.

 

Some kids talk about what they want to be when they grow up.

I have a simpler wish - I just want to grow up.

That's beautiful! Please add me to your Pm list! I can't wait for more!

 

Sad, yet interesting. Can't wait to see where you take it.

 

Star_Angel I will, and thanks for reading!

MistiWhitesun And she knows it.

Valairy_Scot Thank you.

earlybird-obi-wan This is about ten years after RoTS. And sure.

Lea-El Thanks for reading! And whatever happened in Florida is never that interesting. It was a visit to see family.

VA_Parky I love her, too!

dianethx I actually have a chapter of Foundlings ready to post, and it was from Tikkie's POV, but I'll post this instead for now.

DancesWithBlasters It's true, most of us are very lucky.

slow_dawn Her survival was actually part of a plot bunny I adopted. There's a group of younglings who survived in that story.

randomangel22 Thank you! And I will.

leiamoody I can't take credit for the premise. It was a plot bunny I adopted.

KELIA I actually had a story all written out for my foundlings, and Tikkie's story is central to that. So I'm just taking that and making it into her diary. We'll see if it works!

David_Skywalker01 Thanks!

Chilla I will and thank you!

BigFatty Well, I know what I had planned for Tikkie. We'll have to see how it works out.










[b]Entry #2[/b]


I?m almost eleven years old. To a lot of folks, that would make me still just a kid. But I don?t think anyone can live through what we?ve been through and remain a child for too long. I?m not complaining, just telling it like I see it.

I was cursed with an overly vivid imagination and blessed with good friends. All in all, I guess I?ve done okay.

I?m still breathing and there?s something to be said for that.

Kal once told me that any night I could lay my head down on my pillow, still free and alive, was a good day by [i]any[/i] standards. I guess he was right about that. The way I see it, if your dreams are simple, they?re easier to achieve. Dream big, fall big. A smaller dream is easier to hold onto when things look bad. A little dream is much more likely to escape the notice of the Empire and that?s all I ask. I want a life ? a [i]real[/i] life.

And life [i]does[/i] go on, even after the Purges.

Children still grow up, babies are still born, and beings fall in love and join their lives. The Empire hasn?t taken it [i]all[/i] away. Just most of it, at least for us.

When Myrsa first joined us, she told me that keeping a diary was a good way to remember these years. I?m still not sure that I [i]want[/i] to remember them, but just in case, I?m keeping this diary.

It?s carefully encrypted of course; I?m no dummy. I know the others sometimes think I don?t realize what a mess we?re in, but I do. I?m not stupid, no matter what they might think. I guess that?s unfair, they don?t really think I?m stupid exactly. Just clueless.

They call me their little sunshine. How annoying is that? They say I make them smile, and I guess [i]that?s[/i] not so bad. I?m a happy person, I suppose. Why be sad when I might not get a tomorrow? Being sad about it won?t keep the bad stuff from happening. So I laugh while I can.

There are some things I do miss that other kids have. I miss having a mother. I know that if I had stayed in the Temple, I might have had a male master. But there would have been older girls around, girls I could talk to and ask questions. There are certain things a girl my age wants to know and as much as I love Kal and the others, I?m not really anxious to ask them some of those more embarrassing questions. I?d die, I?m sure. The blush alone would cause spontaneous combustion. And poof! I?d be gone.

I suppose I could ask Myrsa, but sometimes I think she?s got enough problems of her own. What happened to her before she found us? I know it still hurts her. I can see it in her eyes when she thinks no one is looking. What if that happens to me, too? If the Empire finds me, they?re not going to be easy on me because I?m a youngling.

I miss knowing that I?ll live in the same pla>

 

Poor girl. I'd like to hug her now.

Again a sad, but very beautiful chapter! You've managed to catch her emotions perfectly. (Or at least how I think someone would feel in her case)

More soon?

 

Aw, she's so sweet.

There are certain things a girl my age wants to know and as much as I love Kal and the others, I?m not really anxious to ask them some of those more embarrassing questions. I?d die, I?m sure. The blush alone would cause spontaneous combustion. And poof! I?d be gone.

I know that kind of blush. It really makes you want to go poof.

At least, she seems to handle her situation pretty well. I think a lot of people would have taken the road to sadness instead.

One day I hope I can save someone, too. Maybe not in the literal sense, but that would be okay, too. It would mean that Kal saved me for a reason. It would mean that my life meant something.

Isn?t that what everyone wants?

She is so right there.

 

Aww, I feel for the girl and I?m with Chilla, I just want to give her a hug.

Amazing, emotional and beautiful update Vadey.

 

Thanks for the PM and I hope she will survive well after the end of ROTJ and the Yuuzhan Vong

 

Oh my word - my heart is shattering all over the place for poor Tikkie. What a way to have to live your life! But as always, she is finding the bright spot - and it makes me extra-glad the group has someone like her to help them through the rough times. In a way, she may have already accomplished her goal of saving someone!

I'm really loving this, Vadey! Can I adopt Tikkie?

 

A great update!

Thanks for the PM!

 

Awww I just want to give a great big hug to little Tikkie !!

I've always wondered what happened to the kids that did survive the Purge ...

 

Chilla Had this post ready to go and forgot to actually post it. Oops.

MsLanna Tikkie is a smart girl!

Star_Angel Thank you!

earlybird-obi-wan Not sure how long I'll follow her story or what the future holds for her. Okay, I DO know what the future holds for her, but I'm not telling.

VA_Parky Well, you'll have to fight me for her. I've always wanted another daughter to even out the odds with my three boys.

David_Skywalker01 Thank you!

randomangel22 I adopted the plot bunny and now I'm just using that idea here.




[b]Entry #3[/b]


I suppose if I had to pick a favorite memory, I would choose the time we spent with Mr. Slemm and Mrs. Kytiri. I still have the little statue of the torku crane she gave me. I keep it wrapped in a soft cloth, stuffed under my clothes in my bag. If I could only save one thing from a fire, I would save that little crane.

Sorry, diary, but the crane would be first choice.

My thoughts aren?t that important, but that statue was special to Mrs. Kytiri and she cared about me enough to give it to me. I like to put my hand in my bag and feel the hard familiar outlines of it. I don?t even need to see it to know if I?m touching the crane?s bill or its feet.

I know every line of it by heart. Sometimes, after the others are asleep, I take it out and roll it around on my palm in the darkness. It almost makes me feel like I could go downstairs to see Mrs. Kytiri cooking a meal or hear Slemm out in the fields, telling the boys what to do.

Those months on the farm were the happiest I?ve ever known, and if I get the chance to grow up and make my own life, I want a life just like that. I want to have lots of animals and grow things. Growing things is a good way to spend your life.

I like to imagine that my own parents, whoever they are, are a lot like Slemm and Kytiri. I hope they were. I pretend they are.

I wonder if my parents, my [i]real[/i] parents, think about me now that being a Jedi is a death sentence. They probably think I died in the Temple, no reason for them not to think so. But I wonder if they have some sort of sixth sense, a strange way of knowing that I survived?

Probably not.

But sometimes, it?s nice to pretend that they do and that they are out there ? somewhere ? looking for me.

If they found me, I wonder if they?d like me.

I pretend that they would.
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