Lucid

Slowly Ammit opened her sleepy eyes, something had woken her up, a sound, a voice. Staring at the ceiling of her new quarters on Korriban she listened, ‘was Khara awake?’ she thought. It wouldn’t be strange, the little S’kytri girl had been waking up often at night. But it wasn’t Khara who had woken her, she was sleeping, Ammit could hear her soft breathing coming from the cradle next to her bed. She closed her eyes again, but a sudden coldness came over her and then she heard it again. The voice was more clearly now, it was a familiar voice slowly whispering her name “Ammit...” The room suddenly filled with a bright light and immediately she sat up straight in bed and looked around. There was no one there but the wall of her room was missing, she saw a frozen landscape, an empty dock on a icy lake. Slowly she got out of her bed, and walked to where the wall used to be. 
Confused she stared at the dock, with her hand she reached to feel of the wall was there or not. It wasn’t, instead she felt the cold air brush over her skin. Her feet hurt when she stepped on the frozen wood of the dock. It wasn’t a hallucination because she hadn’t used any drugs for a while now. In fact she had send her entire stash to her Master, Knight Pallas. It was part of the deal if she wanted to raise Khara.
The golden horned Iktotchi looked over her shoulder, Khara was still sleeping peacefully. “Ammit...” she heard the whisper once more. But now when she looked at the end of the wooden dock she saw a red curtain. “come.... to.... me.....” the slow whisper was pulling her closer. She walked bare feet, towards the red curtain. The crisp air smelled fresh, the Ice covered lake was so clear she could see fish swim underneath. “Come..” the voice became louder as she came closer to the curtain. 
As she stood in front of the curtain, shivering from the cold, she could hear someone directly behind it. “Ammit, come before me! Open the curtain.. COME!!!” the voice screamed. Her hand trembled as she reached for the deep red curtain, the fabric was smooth like silk and it moved like breathing came from the other side. With a strong pull she opened the curtain, and at once the scene had changed. 
~*~
Everything was dark, a red glow, the curtain  was gone, so was the wooden dock and the frozen landscape. She stood in front of a pool, dark and red. A metallic smell hung in the air, so strong she could taste it. A gushing sound was heard, and when she looked down she saw both her wrists were slid open, it was her blood that filled the pool. She felt no pain, just panic. The bloody pool rippled, something was inside. Slowly a figure of a man risen up, it was Dra’kris’styion, the father of her son. “Kriss?” she said as she stepped closer to the pool, wanting to go to him. He held his hand up to her, waiting for her to take it. Without hesitation she carefully steps into the pool, the blood was warm and thick, reaching up to her knees. When she finally reached the Chiss male she took his hand and instantly he pulled her closer, kissing her. His mouth tasted like a Corelian spiced brandy, the kiss was soft and gentle. But he drew back quickly, smiling at her. “why are we here?” she asked him feeling confused. “this is your doing.” He replied and all of a sudden his face changed, the Chiss looked like he was suffering. 
At that moment a blue blade with a black core pierced through the Chiss' chest, and was instantly pulled out again “Kriss! Noo!!” Ammit screamed as he fell into the bloody pool. Behind him stood a shadowy giant, holding a blue glowing lightpike “you belong to me!!!” he growled to her. Then be raised his hand and she felt a coldness coming from within. “Kneel before me" he said as moved closer. She could see his fiery eyes look down at her. Intimidated she kneeled in the pool of her own blood. “Who are you?” her voice trembled and she didn’t dare to look up. “you know who I am.” The coldness became stronger, she felt her heart rate dropping. Slowly her body went limp, and floated in the red pool embraced by the warmth of the fresh blood.
~*~ 
When she opened her eyes she stared at the ceiling of her room once more. The sound of Khara crying had woken her and the smell of a dirty diaper brought her back to reality.....
~End~
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