Epilogue: Life As A Rebel
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ladyofleithianIn which a new life begins for Mara.
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Author's Notes: Merry Christmas, everyone!
Mara Lars-Kenobi’s Log, Day One.
This is pretty much my first log. I don’t think I’ve ever tried keeping things like this, if we’re going to be perfectly honest here. I mean, the most I’ve tried to do was try and keep some stuff on flimsiplast when I was probably thirteen years old, and I can’t say that that lasted very long. But I think considering that I’m going to be in the Rebellion for a very long time, keeping a log is definitely going to be coming in handy.
It’s been two days since the Battle of Yavin IV. It’s still strange, knowing that I’m part of the Rebellion now. Knowing that for all intents and purposes, that I’m a hero. After the celebration, we had a funeral for the people who died in the battle. Even seeing all these people come up and pay their respects, even making a speech myself – I can’t say that I knew them terribly well. I felt them die. It was almost as if just for a moment, I was inside their heads, feeling what they felt. The gunner – I can’t say I even knew his name. That’s the worst part; I killed that man and I didn’t even so much as know his name – and his guilt over destroying Alderaan (and I just wonder what sort of lies and threats they fed him to make him do something like this. It’s one of many reasons that the Empire has to be stopped. I know that), all those people fleeing the Death Star – not to mention Red Leader and some of the pilots who died. Garven Dreis. John D. Branon. Jek Tono Porkins. Elyhek Rue. Bren Quersey. Nozzo Naytaan. Theron Nett. Wenton Chan. Puck Naeco. Jon Vander. Tiree. So many others during the Battle of Yavin. We also held a ceremony for the people who died during the battle of Alderaan. Even just watching the funeral, watching Ben and Leia pay their respects and say a few Alderaanian prayers, it’s enough to make me wonder why the Empire would do such a thing. What they would hope to accomplish.
It’s things like this that remind me why the Empire has to be fought. It’s not glamorous, it’s not beautiful, it’s not glorious, but someone has to fight in it for others who can’t or won’t. Someone has to free them. And damn, in times like these, who else are you going to call but us?
The Empire can call us terrorists – from what I can gather, they’ve already found a way to make it look like we were the villains and they were the heroes, the little schuttas – all they want. But in the end, we’re fighting if only so the galaxy won’t have to live in fear anymore.
No Empire should be built on the backs of fear.
And there’s plenty of other things that I have to do while I’m in the Rebellion. I can’t run off yet. I still have things to do. I have to perfect my Jedi skills. I might have taken off Terminus’ leg in our first fight – and I wonder, if I had known that he was my father, would I have done it? I know I would have done anything if only to save Mom and Dad, but even so…would I have done it? – and done my share of damage during Yavin, but I still have a lot of training to do. I can’t go against the Empire untrained, in more ways than one. Acting on instinct. And if Padme’s words are anything to go by, controlling my darker impulses.
That’s definitely important.
And another thing – I have to learn more about my family history. Why Terminus fell, for one thing. And I have to learn more about Obi-Wan Kenobi himself, not Terminus, as well as Sabe, my mother, and Padme. There is still so much that I have yet to know. There is still so much I want to know. So much stuff about my origins, about who I am, about who the Jedi are.
I need to know that.
And I need to know how to defeat the Empire. I might have defeated Ventress – as she’s been identified as. I just took out two of the Empire’s enforcers. I guess that’s not bad for a first attempt – but I have a lot to learn before I can defeat the Emperor.
And I’m going to learn as much as I can. Because everything the Emperor did, to civilians and Rebels and even the Imps – I don’t know if others will believe me, but I felt it, just when they were about to die – it has to be stopped. It has to end. For all those people who died, and those, like Luke, who still live and are still no doubt threatened by the Empire.
It will be a long road before I’m fully a Jedi like my father before me. But whatever it takes, I will meet these challenges nonetheless. And with others behind me, with my families, Rebel, Tatooinian, and biological, behind me, I feel more than prepared.
And whatever challenges arise, I will meet them nonetheless.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Author's Notes: Merry Christmas, everyone!
Mara Lars-Kenobi’s Log, Day One.
This is pretty much my first log. I don’t think I’ve ever tried keeping things like this, if we’re going to be perfectly honest here. I mean, the most I’ve tried to do was try and keep some stuff on flimsiplast when I was probably thirteen years old, and I can’t say that that lasted very long. But I think considering that I’m going to be in the Rebellion for a very long time, keeping a log is definitely going to be coming in handy.
It’s been two days since the Battle of Yavin IV. It’s still strange, knowing that I’m part of the Rebellion now. Knowing that for all intents and purposes, that I’m a hero. After the celebration, we had a funeral for the people who died in the battle. Even seeing all these people come up and pay their respects, even making a speech myself – I can’t say that I knew them terribly well. I felt them die. It was almost as if just for a moment, I was inside their heads, feeling what they felt. The gunner – I can’t say I even knew his name. That’s the worst part; I killed that man and I didn’t even so much as know his name – and his guilt over destroying Alderaan (and I just wonder what sort of lies and threats they fed him to make him do something like this. It’s one of many reasons that the Empire has to be stopped. I know that), all those people fleeing the Death Star – not to mention Red Leader and some of the pilots who died. Garven Dreis. John D. Branon. Jek Tono Porkins. Elyhek Rue. Bren Quersey. Nozzo Naytaan. Theron Nett. Wenton Chan. Puck Naeco. Jon Vander. Tiree. So many others during the Battle of Yavin. We also held a ceremony for the people who died during the battle of Alderaan. Even just watching the funeral, watching Ben and Leia pay their respects and say a few Alderaanian prayers, it’s enough to make me wonder why the Empire would do such a thing. What they would hope to accomplish.
It’s things like this that remind me why the Empire has to be fought. It’s not glamorous, it’s not beautiful, it’s not glorious, but someone has to fight in it for others who can’t or won’t. Someone has to free them. And damn, in times like these, who else are you going to call but us?
The Empire can call us terrorists – from what I can gather, they’ve already found a way to make it look like we were the villains and they were the heroes, the little schuttas – all they want. But in the end, we’re fighting if only so the galaxy won’t have to live in fear anymore.
No Empire should be built on the backs of fear.
And there’s plenty of other things that I have to do while I’m in the Rebellion. I can’t run off yet. I still have things to do. I have to perfect my Jedi skills. I might have taken off Terminus’ leg in our first fight – and I wonder, if I had known that he was my father, would I have done it? I know I would have done anything if only to save Mom and Dad, but even so…would I have done it? – and done my share of damage during Yavin, but I still have a lot of training to do. I can’t go against the Empire untrained, in more ways than one. Acting on instinct. And if Padme’s words are anything to go by, controlling my darker impulses.
That’s definitely important.
And another thing – I have to learn more about my family history. Why Terminus fell, for one thing. And I have to learn more about Obi-Wan Kenobi himself, not Terminus, as well as Sabe, my mother, and Padme. There is still so much that I have yet to know. There is still so much I want to know. So much stuff about my origins, about who I am, about who the Jedi are.
I need to know that.
And I need to know how to defeat the Empire. I might have defeated Ventress – as she’s been identified as. I just took out two of the Empire’s enforcers. I guess that’s not bad for a first attempt – but I have a lot to learn before I can defeat the Emperor.
And I’m going to learn as much as I can. Because everything the Emperor did, to civilians and Rebels and even the Imps – I don’t know if others will believe me, but I felt it, just when they were about to die – it has to be stopped. It has to end. For all those people who died, and those, like Luke, who still live and are still no doubt threatened by the Empire.
It will be a long road before I’m fully a Jedi like my father before me. But whatever it takes, I will meet these challenges nonetheless. And with others behind me, with my families, Rebel, Tatooinian, and biological, behind me, I feel more than prepared.
And whatever challenges arise, I will meet them nonetheless.
