Family Secret

[Hawk Solo]

[member="Brad Solo"] @Delilia Castillon

It been a few weeks, since Hawk lightsaber battle with his father. He had to tell his brother what had happen. What had become of their father? Hawk still didn't buy Nathan story about being undercover. Mhe hoped that Brad could shed some light on it.
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He sent his brother and his ex a message to meet him on Corellia at their childhood house that their mom still owned. Mom wasn't there. She was watching Hawk's kids.

Hawk sits outside on the front porch in his Jedi robes deep in thoughts. This would be the first time that Brad would see him as a Jedi. He was curious about his s reaction.

 

[Brad Solo]

Brad had got the message to come and had no clue to what this was about or that Delila was invited. Driving the air speeder to the old family home Brad thought back to the last time he was here. He was just a kid them, such a long time ago. So many things had happened since then.

Pulling up Brad had pulled over to the side of the road in this small quiet rural town. Getting out of the speeder he looked at the old tree just a few feet from him. Smiling Brad shook his head as he thought of his first kiss. Alisha Sweeney a girl who had lived two houses down. How old was he then, he thought. Yes he was only nine and really it was a innocent kiss, more like peek. The kiss had only lasted seconds and it was over.

Walking past the tree there was [member="Hawk Solo"] up on the porch. He was in Jedi robes? What scheme was he playing at now? “So whose robes did you steal”, Brad smirked at the though, what was Hawk doing?

 

[Delila Castillon]

[member="Brad Solo"] | [member="Hawk Solo"]


Delila grumbled when she got the invite. Hawk Solo was a childhood friend. Her parents had been relatively friendly with his parents and as such they families mingled together every so often. They weren't close but Delila didn't have many friendships -- it was probably best to cultivate and maintain the ones she had. The location was taking her to the old family home Delila knew fairly well. She had been over several times in her youth.


Driving through the rural scene was a step back in time. Nothing had particularly changed, although she was fairly certain the Parus Family had built a new barn. The redhead didn't remember seeing it there before. As she pulled up in the rented speeder there was another on the expansive land. She could make out another man on the porch -- Brad.

Ugh.


Parking the speeder, Delila got out and very slowly made her way to the house. As she approached, the shadow of the porch falling over her, Delila decided to be crude. There was no sense in beating around the bush.


"Why am I here?"

 

[Hawk Solo]

[member="Delila Castillon"][member="Brad Solo"]

Hawk gave a half smile to his brother's reaction. Brad never disappointed. "Hi Brad. This is mine."

He was going to say more but was stopped when he sense Dells coming. He always had a little crush on her. Dells had firmly place him in the friend zone. It killed him when she married his older brother. Even though they had divorce, Hawk and her had remained good friends.

He gave her a lopsided smile. "You are here to give moral support."

 

[Brad Solo]

His robes, yes right what the hell was he playing at now? “Ya, right”, Brad started to laugh at Hawk’s answer, clearly poking fun at his little brother. The laughter suddenly stopped. Not just by the other speeder pulling up. It was the feelings Brad got through the Force.

Brad was hit hard. He sensed [member="Delila Castillon"] . How the hell you could be happy to feel to see someone and still feel a over whelming hate for that same person was, it was monstrous. He felt monstrous that he had felt that way. There was no work to bury his feelings behind. There was no time of preparation to hide behind lies, saying yes that is old new I have moved on. There was just ambush on a porch just under the early hours of twilight.


Without a once of control in him Brad emotionally snapped. His first though was to turn and dart for his speeder. Dell was that way, hell no he was not going that way. There was Hawk slightly ajar from the front door. “I hate you”, Brad pointed right at [member="Hawk Solo"] . He did not yell but there was definite emotions displayed.

Brad went for the door. He turned the handle at first. It did not open. Fumbling he kept on trying. It was not locked he was clearly having issues. The door open and Brad tripped on through into the poorly lit entryway. Brad did not hit the floor. He hit his mom’s end table. The real cute antique one, short white table cloth, and the adorable white and blue ceramic bowl for keys. His body weight destroyed the table as he slammed into the wall.

Brad bounced off the wall went straight into the living room and past, straight past and was in the kitchen before he knew it. A bit in a panic still he paced a couple time deciding if he was going to go through the back door or check his mom’s kitchen for a bottle of wine. Clearly he did the unwise thing. He looked for something to drink and started to look through the kitchen for anything that was alcohol.

 

[Delila Castillon]

[member="Hawk Solo"] | [member="Brad Solo"]


"Moral support?" She echoed, confused. Frown graced her features. She had flown all the way out here, spent good credits on a speeder, all for moral support? What about the Solo Family? They bred like rabbits. Surely there was someone in the middle of pregnancies that could be of better use than herself. About to protest her presence, Brad nearly had a heart attack and fumbled to escape into the old homestead.


Distantly, Delila could have sworn she heard a crash. Odd.


"I'll be waiting over here when one of you decide to fill me in."


No way was she stepping foot into that house. Everything seemed off about the entire situation. Stepping away from the porch, Dells went and sat in homemade swing that hung from the large tree off in the side yard. It overlooked the porch at a diagonal angle, so she could keep an eye on the comings and goings. She kicked off and swung lightly, debating if she should turn around and go home. Or at least head to the beach. Clearly she was not needed here.

 

[Hawk Solo]

[member="Brad Solo"][member="Delila Castillon"]

Hawk arches an eyebrow at Brad reaction to Dells. He knew they got a divorce but for Brad to react like that was nuts. Did Brad still have feeling for his ex? Hawk really didn't know why they got divorce. He wasn't in the mood to deal with Brad 's moody behavior. If he reacts likes this to Dells being there wait until he hears about Father.

"What the hell? Brad! ". Hawk stood up. "Yeah I have heard horrible news to tell about Father. And stupid me thought that Brad and,myself would need a friend here. Didn't realize that seeing you would freak Brad out. I'll be right back."

Hawk walks in the house. He frowns at mom's broken table. He hears Brad rummaging in the kitchen. "What are you.... Never mind you aren't drinking yet. I need you sober for this."

 

[Brad Solo]

So far he had been through a quarter of the kitchen and nothing. Well not nothing but nothing he was looking for. Right before [member="Hawk Solo"] walked in the was a bottle of Whyren’s Whiskey in the cupboard right above the kitchen stove.

“O-hell no”, he flat out right telling Hawk, when Hawk requested that he, Hawk, needed him Brad , to be sober for this. Why was [member="Delila Castillon"] here? Was this some sort of sick ambush, where the younger brother was trying to fix the older more handsome and charming brother’s life?

After Brad said o-hell no, Brad popped the cork and took a took a huge drink. Coming back for a breath, the sounded like more of a gasp for air with a twinge of pain from that burning feeling from the whiskey. Brad looked right at Hawk. “What the frill Hawk”, Brad’s mind racing thinking about a dozens of scenarios what the frill was going on. If Sam was going to pop out of somewhere to help Hawk with this nightmare. Also glad he took off something and had placed it in his pocket. What the frill!

 

[Delila Castillon]

[member="Brad Solo"] | [member="Hawk Solo"]


While the Solo brothers argued, Delila pulled the comm out of her pocket and started playing Angry Ewoks on the device. It was mindless entertainment, where one had to hurl cutesy little Ewoks at structures that normally housed Rancors or Nerfs or some creature. There was something satisfying about sending cartoon Ewoks to their doom in trying to knock down the little structures.

 

[Hawk Solo]

[member="Delila Castillon"][member="Brad Solo"]

Hawk was worried about Brad. His brother seemed so unhinged at the moment. It was going to be difficult to tell him about their father. Hawk scratches his forehead thinking about how to begin.

"It's about Father." He says the pain showing in his eyes. "He turned. He's....went rouge. This is hard." He breaks off and looks away fighting control over his own emotion and guilt. If Brad was paying attention he would notice that Hawk had two sabers on his belt. One of the sabers were their father.

 

[Brad Solo]

Even from here Brad could smell [member="Delila Castillon"] conditioner, she always used and her perfume. That is even with the strong smell of the whiskey right under his nose. OK maybe it had to do with memory sensory perception and the unconscious comfort it used to bring. It tore at Brad, reminding him what he had lost. Would that surprise anyone? He would have not married Dell if he had not truly loved her.

Looking at [member="Hawk Solo"], Brad truly marveled at Hawk’s cynical view. Went rouge at the time held several different meanings to Brad when it came to his father. The last, no the one thing that did not come to his mind that it had to deal with the Force. “Hawk”, Brad shook his head, “I do not really want to know if dad has gone rouge again at left to Nar Shadda to be with a Twi’lek stripper who actually double as a hooker. I might actually hit you if you try to tell me something like, dad went rouge and he is at Spria with a Zeltronain cross dresser named Vic. Id that is the case I do not really, really do not wish to know.”

Brad looked to the door and in the direction to the front of the house. “I should go apologize to Dell, excuse me.” leaving the room so suddenly without word from Hawk, after the statements Brad had just made, it seemed a bit erratic and unlike Brad. He was normally so engaging and held the ability to convey to others active interest in the conversation without seeming like a anxiety driven loon.

Brad went out, through the living room and out onto the porch, all the while not realizing he still had the bottle in his hand. “I’m sorry Dell”, Brad walked over, “You did not deserve that”, he sat down, a bit more relaxed feeling a little bit of the warmth of the whiskey running through him. “You were ambushed just as much I was. Drink?”, he finely realized he was still holding the bottle and offered a peace offering to Dell.

 

[Delila Castillon]

Delila shut down her comm as [member="Brad Solo"] wandered over. It was hard to gauge what had been going on. In all honesty it seemed like some type of family drama. Dells wasn't family anymore. Sure, there may have been some things she should be included in but that list was very small. Funerals and hospital visits for some members of the family were the only two things that came to mind.


"No need to apologize. I firmly blame [member="Hawk Solo"] for this little...field trip." Taking the bottle, Delila took a swig and almost choked. She didn't expect to to be as strong as it was. Apparently someone in the home was springing for the high-quality stuff. Coughing slightly, it took a moment to get the burn out of her throat to actually speak like a normal person once more.


"Thanks. Keep drinking that and you'll have to keep your breath away from open flames."

 

[Hawk Solo]

[member="Delila Castillon"][member="Brad Solo"]

Hawk had to bite his tongue from laughing at Brad description of rouge. Hawk wishes it was that simple. He was about to reply when Brad went to talk to Dells.

Hawk sighs as he follows after him. "Hate to break up the party. This is serious what I have to say. Father gone to the dark side. He is running around with the Black Sun kidnapping Jedi kids. He and I had a confrontation .....ok. A duel... I....took off Father's hand." That is when he shows Brad their father lightsaber.

 

[Brad Solo]

Sitting there with [member="Delila Castillon"], well in her own way she did help Brad to prepare for what he was about to here from [member="Hawk Solo"]. After all in the end it was not her fault how he felt. In the end he knew he was responsible for his actions.

He did catch her joke about open flames. He thought of one in return. So keep them away from yours? He thought of it but did not say it. For Brad her lips was very much playing with fire. A mix of the good and the bad. Funny thing is how the bad could be so tempting.

It was a small positive moment there with Dell. Then Hawk happened again. It is normally safe to say it is his fault for a wide range of reason, mostly because it was fun. This time it was as there was just, well it felt like a small moment there.

“You cut dad’s hand off”, Brad looked very confused. “What kind of son are you”, he was a little bit baffled. What dad feel to the Drakside? He is working for Balk Sun and kidnapping children? “Ok explain to me, how did he fall and why is he with Balk Sun? Also for the love of frill why is he kidnapping children?”

 

[Delila Castillon]

[member="Brad Solo"] | [member="Hawk Solo"]


Dells reached across and took the whiskey bottle taking a few more swigs. Talk about as the galaxy turned. Eyebrows raised, suspicious of the entire story set forth from Hawk. More importantly, many aspects of the conversation were lost on her. She knew the Black Sun to sell exotic things but slaves and children were rarely one of them. Perhaps someone was going rouge so to speak.


"So, Jedi go Dark constantly. I was hearing from a friend one went batcrap insane during a battle and went all Sith in the middle of it. Battle of Coruscant...I think. Or was it Alderaan? One of those Republic planets. Doesn't seem the the Black Sun's type of work but what do I know. Lastly this seems more or less a family issue. No, a Jedi issue. I can be of no help to either of you."

 

[Hawk Solo]

[member="Brad Solo"][member="Delila Castillon"]

"It was hands. I took both. I had too. I had no choice. I hated doing that. I....don't know how he fell. He gave me some story that he was working undercover trying to break the ring." He grabs the bottle of whiskey from Brad and takes a long drink from it.

"Dells, Prince Xizor was there. We captured him. He isn't talking. We still have no idea who is buying the kids."

 

[Brad Solo]

“Both hands”, Brad blurted out while looking at Hawk. “You cut off both of his hands”, he was honestly trying to imagine why [member="Hawk Solo"] had to cut off both hands of a fallen Jedi Master. The saber was not a hand and a half or a two handed light saber. The saber had a standard one handed hilt.

He shook his head trying to come with grips of this whole scenario. “Dell I think I know how you can help and I will explain it here in a moment”, the entirety of this was just mind blowing to Brad. As always he was there for his family and he had a plan, at least he was forming one.

“I really won’t know how to help him unless I go to see him Hawk. I think I need to talk to him. However I’m going to have to be honest with you. I think it is best we try to avoid conflict and you did cut off both of his hands. I think it is best if we do not travel together. He must believe that you’re not nearby. That means you be nearby just in cause there is an issue and we need a fast exit.”

"Before we go and do this there is something I have to be up front about to you Hawk. Just because it could effect the mission. I have been emotional unstable and because of that I will not be using the Force as much as possible.”

Brad turned a bit in the swing to directly speak to [member="Delila Castillon"], “Dell, will you please come with me. There is no one I trust more then you. If I have to have someone at my six in a fire fight with the Black Sun you would be my first choice. Will you please come with me?”

 

[Delila Castillon]

[member="Brad Solo"] | [member="Hawk Solo"]


Delila blinked as she took in the information. Eyebrow raised in a skeptical slant as she thought of the possibilities. Instantly she knew she was out. There were personal and professional reasons not to get involved in the fray. Carefully she stood up and stretched, surveying the two men.


"My apologies but I am out. I find your intelligence faulty. The Black Sun holds Kessel, Nar Shadda, Toydaria to name a few. They have a nice sized pocked of territory that borders the Republic. For personal and professional reasons I'm not going. Best of luck finding your crazy father if he hasn't bled out and died somewhere or succumbed to shock. I don't believe the Black Sun has anything to do with it at all. They're a quiet group."


Delila pulled the speeder keys out of her pocket and made her way off the porch. She turned to speak one more time though.


"Good luck. I'll see you guys around maybe."

 

[Hawk Solo]

[member="Delila Castillon"][member="Brad Solo"]

Hawk raises an eyebrow. His brother was emotional unstable. Was it because of Dells? Had she broken his spirit along with Brad's heart. What had happened between them. One minute they married the next divorced.

"What the FRAK is wrong with you guys? Dells you are actually leaving over faulty intell? Let me explain one thing. Father is still alive. I can sense through the force now." He make a face. It didn't make sense to him. Why couldn't he before...when he thought Father was dead?

"Brad, did Father ever teach you to cut yourself off from the force? It the only thing that make sense..." He trails off....his eyes goes unfocused as he see a vision of the future. He see death. Brad's death ..if Dells doesn't go with him.

 

[Brad Solo]

Yes and not really. Not broken, just impassioned!

This really does change everything and Brad really had to change plans. “Hawk severing yourself of from the Force is a really serious thing to do. If I had though it was something I should do don’t you think I would do it?” , Brad got up out of the swing. If Dell was not coming the there really was no need to have a transport on stand by with a expert pilot at the helm.

Brad was pretty convinced their day would take his call and even agree to met. He was also pretty convinced their dad would not kill him as long as he did not give Nathan a reason to kill. As long as there was a possibility he believed Brad would turn and help it would be enough to keep their father from trying to kill him. “Don’t Hawk. Once she has made up her mind there is no changing it. She has the right to not go if that is what she wishes. Though the plan has changed. I will let you know what I find out Hawk. I will go as soon I get clean up excuse me”, Brad went back into the house to use the restroom.

[member="Hawk Solo"] [member="Delila Castillon"]