Cruel World
Shin Hati x Fem!Reader
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a/n: i hope you all enjoy!!
warnings: swearing, mentions of death and violence, tell me if i missed anything!!
Chapter Two - Wretched Mirrors
Chapter Two - Wretched Mirrors
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There is a fine line between the worlds you have known. Sometimes, you wonder if it’s wrong to be like this, to search for power and materialistic things, but this is all you have ever known.
You are a wretched mirror of your mother, destined to reflect her and her wants.
You have gotten a taste of the cruel life, and you don’t want it. And if you don’t fight it, how will you cross that fine line? How will you get back to your old life?
The ruins are covered in fine black sand, random spots still burning. Random parts of old homes, with cracks in the walls lay strewn about the ground. You cannot help but wonder if those cracks were born of people living inside a well-loved home, or apart of the doom of the Nightsisters.
Shin kicks the ground, still adorned in her armor and a brown cloak- a wretched mirror of her master.
You crouch and pick up some of the black sand. It’s warm from the sun. You wonder if another Nightsister, hundreds of years ago, had done the same thing.
“What was this place?” Shin asks, stirring up dirt as she stands next to you. You squint up at her.
“The planet of Dathomir. Home to the Nightsisters.” You flick your hand, sending a small whirl of sand flying in a flash of green. “My ancestors.”
She watches the specks of sand fall back to the ground, before her eyes meet yours, a cutting glare.
“You’re a witch?”
“Yes,” you say, tilting your head to the side with a sticky-sweet smile. She glares at you and tilts her chin down, studying you, and it makes your stomach twist as much as it annoys you.
Your mother turns around, her eyes meeting yours, and you stand up, wind whipping your in your face.
“We are survivors,” she says to Shin. She turns back around as Baylan and a droid approaches.
You shoot one more sly smile to a now very disturbed Shin before listening to Baylan.
“There’s not much left back there,” he says, referring to the temple that held the star map. “Either the Jedi has the map or it was vaporized.”
You can see your mothers shoulders tense, and you heart squeezes, but she quickly regains herself and you try to do the same.
Shin takes a few careful steps forward, and you lean against the fallen pillar of some long forgotten building.
“She has it.”
“Well, if she does, you’re lucky.”
Morgan turns to Baylan, her grey-blonde hair shining in the sunlight.
“Luck has nothing to do with it,” she hisses. “Fate has decided our next move.”
She turns around to you and Shin. Her eyes are cold and calculating, always planning the next move so you don’t have to.
“You both will go to the planet Lothal.” Her eyes fix to you, and she smiles, if you can even call it that. More like some sort of promise. “May the Winged Goddess be with you, my daughter.”
“Mother-” you start, but your voice is eaten up by the wind, and she is already gone.
She walks off towards the ruins, leaving you slightly confused and shocked. Shin can surely do whatever it is herself, right? Why can’t you stay with your mother? What is on Lothal?
Shin seems to have the same questions, because she approaches Baylan. The two of them watch Morgan walk away, and you have to urge to kick the ground like a crying child.
“Master?”
“Do as she says.”
“Why Lothal?” she looks at you over her shoulder. “What thread is she spinning?”
“No, it’s not witchcraft,” Baylan sighs. “Ahsoka Tano’s former apprentice is on Lothal. You’re looking for Sabine Wren.”
Baylan meets Shin’s eyes, then yours, and the emptiness inside of you lights up with a fire at the sound of the Jedi’s name. The woman you imprisoned you and you mother- who has led you to this cruel new reality.
You flex your fingers, and Shin brushes the handle of her lightsaber, nodding to you as she walks past. And after a moment, you follow her.
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The ship is small and practical, but the memories of your mother’s look ring in your mind. It was a silent promise. Not to you, but one to her. Without even knowing it, you had promised to bring back the star map- but you didn’t even now if you could.
The droid takes over the ship, leaving you and Shin to sit in silence as you get closer and closer to Lothal.
You can feel her piercing eyes on you, judging you, and finally you turn to her after you’re sick of feeling like this. You already feel on edge, this test from your mother making you nervous and doubtful.
“What?” you spit after a moment. Her eyes remain wide and on you, her expression unchanging. “I’m not gonna use my magick on you if you look away, you know.”
She looks you up and down. “I know.”
You scoff and turn away. Both her and her master are overfilling with arrogance.
“Because your mother and my master are in an agreement. Which means we are too.”
You turn to her and level your best glare, but it’s nothing compared to hers. “And? Stop staring at me.”
“I’m wondering how your powers will work in battle.”
You shuffle your feet against the floor, crossing your arms, again feeling like a spoiled stupid child.
Your mother did not have a lot of time to teach you offensive magick. When the Empire fell, she had only taught you a bit beyond the basics- and now she was testing to see what you had learned.
“I’ll be fine,” you mutter. You don’t know if you will.
You did grow up spoiled and entitled, but this new cruel world has changed you more than you could ever imagine. After the death of the Nightsisters, you mother already had some sort of prebuilt humility, humanity inside of her. But she had buried it down. She had used that pain to make a life for you and her.
You were learning that hard lesson now.
“We’re close to Lothal, now,” Shin says, leaning back into her chair, a rare moment of softness for her. “We’ll send out the probe and then make a plan from there.”
You blink hard and try to take a subtle deep breath. It’s embarrassing to be like this in front of her. To be stupid and childish, to let simple feelings rise to the surface and effect your actions.
But something about her stupid blue eyes makes you feel at peace.
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You land on Lothal, waiting in the rustling brush for the probe droid to return. Here, back on solid ground, neither of you talk.
Maybe it’s the fact that you’re both young girls around the same age. It’s natural for you to be drawn together, two girls raised in between knives, brought up learning how to jump each serrated edge. And for all of the venom your tongue spits, you don’t bear any ill-will towards her.
Why jump from knife to knife when you can land on a silver spoon?
The probe flys up the hill and towards the two of you. Shin looks at her arm, the decide beeping, her cloak blowing in the wind.
“What is it?” you ask, eager to get this all over with.
“Sabine Wren,” she says simply. And you follow her, saying a prayer to the Winged Goddess that she knows what she’s doing- and you do as well.
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