Saega remained in a semi-conscious state as Black Dove carried her through the sewers, her wing temporarily bandaged. Her eyes were not open, but she was still able to hear his heartbeat, his breath, his footsteps, and the echoes he made as he trudged through the endless tunnels. She was numb inside, as she always was after a temporary breakdown. In this state, she couldn't control the Force from carrying her thoughts. They rippled outward, washing into Dove's mind. Saega was remembering her life. The days spent on a cold steel table in a windowless room, being poked and prodded and tweaked by mindless droids. The nights in a force cage just big enough for her to hug her knees to her chest and wrap her wings around her. The endless training sessions, where each movement meant death if not preformed perfectly. The immunity tests, where snakes and spiders and all manner of deadly venomous things bit her again and again, the pain excruciating but not able to kill her. And then, her thoughts turned to her Flock. Her purposely grown mate, Frenan, who looked up to her for guidance and comfort even though they were relatively equal in every way. She remembered watching him succumb to the toxins of the immunity tests, and knowing that there was nothing she could do to take away the pain except to end his suffering. She remembered the twins, Haylon and Istor, and how they could always make her smile. They died in battle, side-by-side until the end. She remembered Gothyn, the strongest of her kind. The training drove him to madness, and forced him to be executed. Lastly, there was Mina. She was the youngest, and most innocent. She died not three weeks after being released from her growth tank.
Saega's pain echoed through the Force with a voice of it's own, crying out to Dove, begging him, anyone, to listen. She wanted to hide this torment, but she was too weak to hold it in at the moment. It washed through the mind like a violent ocean, driving all who were submerged in it into a black epitome of chaos, guilt, and agony. This was the pain that Saega had learned to hide and forget. This was the thing she fought to bury deep within herself, every second of every day.
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