I Will Be the One That's Gonna Find You

[Eenia Vahn]

Months had been spent fighting this moment. Months of resisting, months of attempting to talk herself down, months of trying to push the thoughts away and see clarity. And those months had turned into meditation that turned inward, which turned into research, to reaching out – to less than favorable people, to doing things that would not only be frowned upon but probably get her into some sort of trouble. But it didn’t matter, everything had lead up to this moment.

Eenia had tried to resist. She had done her best to ignore the need for revenge, to push it aside and move on with her life just like her big sister had done. But it had done her no good. Even with the help of a proper hand to help steer her, to help curb her and talk her down, the sensations festered until not even her bubbly façade was good enough anymore. The veil had broken, the mask cracked, and Nia gave in.

It had taken a great deal of effort for the younger Vahn sister to track down her older sibling. A great deal of effort and damn near every credit she had, had. But it was worth it – it would be worth it. She had no idea how often her sister actually boarded this rust bucket of a ship Nia was stood on now – or who would board it with her for that matter, but in that moment she didn’t care. She had manipulated some poor sod into hacking the lock and getting her inside and then to forget she had been seen, hopefully. She still wasn’t the greatest at that part, but what mattered was she had gotten onto the ship, and now she was there waiting, hopefully with the element of surprise on her side.

Or if not surprise, at the very least Anora would misinterpret why Eenia was there and have her guard down when she came to find her. Either option worked for Nia.

 

[Anora Vahn]

Honestly Tyran had some damn nerve. Asking if she was wasting their time just because she didn’t want to do something that he wanted her to for once? It was ridiculous, and she had meant every damn word she had said to him. It was ridiculous! Not to mention unfair, though Anora knew that fairness really had no place in the matter. But the brunette had honestly thought she and Tyran had at least become friends over these past two years. Yes, she understood the moments of having to be stern, and harsh, and whatever else due to being her mentor. But that, back in the bar? Totally uncalled for, and it sure as hell put a whole hell of a lot into perspective for Anora.

Which is why she didn’t go home – nope, didn’t go back to Tyran’s home. Maybe it was time to seriously consider getting her a place of her own, no matter how far down the proverbial ladder she had to go. For now, the ship seemed like a good place to go. It kept her out of her mentor’s hair, and kept space between them to boot until she could figure something else out.

And yet the closer she got to said ship, the more uneasy Anora became. A chill raced down her spine, and it made her frown in reaction. Her brow pulled down in the middle until it nearly touch, and her gaze found its way to the ship well before her feet did, and even then she didn’t have to look where she was going. She knew immediately something was off, and this was confirmed when she went to open the door and found it already unlocked, but she didn’t hesitate. Nora stepped right inside, and followed that feeling right to its source.

“Eenia…” she sighed out, and for a moment her rigid posture relaxed. But the unmistakable sound of a lightsaber igniting caused her to tense all over again, and the yellow glow pulled her focus immediately. And, in true Anora fashion, her head tipped a bit and when her gaze found her sister’s face again she was squinting at the younger girl a tad. “Not exactly a representation of what that yellow is supposed to stand for, are you?”

Clearly that was the wrong thing to say, for the younger Vahn sister let out an enraged yell and stepped forward swinging. It took quick footwork and some very creative shifting to keep from getting herself sliced or worse.

“Whoa, whoa! It was a joke, Nia!” The older sister tried, but that seemed to do her no good either. She was going to have to get creative, and quickly, if she didn’t want to end up hurt.

 

[Eenia Vahn]

Eenia felt it, the moment her sister had gotten close to the ship, and when she entered the space the younger of the sisters took a slow, steadying breath in through her nose and let it out just as slowly as the older girl came into view. Nia’s eyes swept over her big sister’s armored frame, and the corners of her mouth pulled down into an instant frown of distaste. No, it wasn’t at what she had become, it was the fact that Anora truly had given up one life for another. It was evident in everything from the armor adorning her skin, to the simple things like the filling out Anora had done physically.

It was enough to infuriate Eenia even more than she had already been before this point, and when the older woman spoke her name, the lightsaber Nia had, had in hand and on standby was ignited. Was it an unfair advantage? Yes, absolutely. Eeina was fully aware that her sister had never crafted a lightsaber, at least not while she had still been in training, and something had told her that her new friends hadn’t helped her to get one either. And by that brief look of horror that had flashed in Anora’s eyes? Nia had not been wrong. However, leave it to big sister to say something arrogant in the face of real danger.

It completely enraged Eenia to a point of seeing red, and she let out a yell that proved it. From there, she was moving. The goal was not to merely hurt her sister, no. Eenia wanted her dead. She wanted Anora to pay for everything that had happened, for everything that the older woman had done. Helping to get their parents killed, abandoning her, choosing some other life with nothing more than a ridiculous letter in response? It went further than that too. It had been Anora’s fault that she had the trouble with Kahlil that she had, and while it had not lasted, it was still Anora’s fault.

Everything was Anora’s fault.

And that fueled the blonde sister like kerosene to flame. She didn’t hear anything Anora was saying anymore, mostly because she didn’t care. Nothing was going to stop her from taking her older sister’s head clean off of her shoulders. Though a sudden piece of the ship being ripped from the ceiling and piercing into the floor right in front of her most definitely stalled her. For a moment there was surprise on Eenia’s face, and an expression on Anora’s between hardened and concerned, but even that wasn’t enough. Nia cut right through the obstacle and pressed forward again.

 

[Anora Vahn]

It didn’t take long for Anora to realize what was going on here. Eenia was not here to talk, or argue, or even just harm her. Little sister was here to take her out completely. Anora could feel it, that pulse of hatred that continuously slammed through Eenia. The more the younger sister came at the older, the more Anora could feel that hatred radiating off of her.

Nora tried to reason with her, tried to get through, to reach her and maybe even talk her down, but it was clear that the younger girl wasn’t hearing her. She wasn’t listening – she didn’t want to listen. Eenia was obviously here for a single purpose, and nothing was going to stand in her way.

So with no immediate weapon on hand that would do her any good, Anora reached for the first thing she could think of. Tyran was going to kill her of course – if Eenia didn’t do it first – but she used the Force to reach out and grab a support beam from the ceiling, and she yanked it down to stab it into the floor between herself and her sister. Admittedly it was a bit closer to Nia than it had to be, but Nora wanted her attention, and she seemed to get it for just a moment.

But it wasn’t enough. When Eenia cut through the beam with her saber, Anora cursed and continued to back up. Now however, she had an agenda. It was going to get her loads of grief from Tyran, but in that moment Anora didn’t care. She started using the Force to yank support beams and whatever else she could to block her sister’s path, and she did it until she more or less had Eenia caged in. The younger sister couldn’t go anywhere, and could barely move, and Anora used that to her advantage. Some wiring was manipulated to wrap Nia’s lightsaber wielding hand up and to disarm her, and sure enough the yellow saber hit the floor and deactivated.

The older sister was quick to bring the weapon to herself, but she didn’t activate it, she just kept a firm hand on it. “Damn it Eenia, stop!” the older girl instructed, frowning deeply now. But before she could say anything else, the younger woman quite literally disappeared from where she had been caged in, leaving Anora admittedly dumbfounded.

 

[Eenia Vahn]

Anora’s grasp of the Force was quickly getting on Eenia’s nerves. She hadn’t expected her sister to be any better with it than she had been when she had left. Really, Nia should have known better, but really what was she to think? She had no idea what Anora was out here doing, after all. But it didn’t matter. Eenia continued to cut her way through until she quite literally couldn’t move anymore. A series of frustrated noises escaped her, but the real rage was visible when her sister was able to pry her lightsaber from her hands.

When she was told to stop, Nia’s gaze went from the stolen saber in Anora’s hands, to the older girl’s face and she glared darkly. An instant later, there was a snap of displaced air and Eenia reappeared behind her sister. “Shut up, Anora!” she railed out, and before the older sister could get turned around, Eenia Force pushed her into the very barricade that Anora had made to protect herself. The loud clang of armor against metal didn’t please Eenia any, but the solid connection of her sister’s head to the same barricade sure did.

She watched her older sister collapse against the make-shift obstacle, but Eenia wasn’t done with her. If sister wanted to play with the Force, fine. Eenia was better at it than her. The chunks of metal and wire were manipulated, bent to form a cage around the older sister, and the younger began to shrink it. She was very much so aware of Anora claustrophobic ways, and because of that she took advantage of her sister’s currently loopy state to confine her and shrink that confinement. The ultimate goal was to crush her with it, gruesome sure, but Eenia wanted her sister to see that her death was coming.

 

[Anora Vahn]

That had not been something Anora had expected what so ever. Where the hell did Eenia learn to teleport?! Anora didn’t even know that, that was possible, much less doable! It had completely caught her off guard, a fact which let her sister get the upper hand. She was sent flying, and while her armor protected her body from becoming impaled or battered too badly, she had not ever put her helmet back on. Which she paid for as her head collided and her bell was thoroughly rang. She sank to the floor, and while she saw her sister approach, and saw what was happening, it was like watching it in some sort of dreamscape that was playing in slow motion. She couldn’t do anything but watch.

Nora could feel the constriction as the metal started to close in around and tighten on her body, and while she groaned in protest there wasn’t a whole lot she could do but that. She tried to speak, tried to protest and say something to her sister - anything at that point, but there was nothing. No words, only stressed sounds and labored breathing as her younger sister worked on crushing her to death.



[member="Tyran Numeck"]

 

[Tyran Numeck]

Tyran had spent the better part of an hour trying to figure out where Anora had gone after leaving the bar. She hadn't returned to his home because he'd checked the security feeds, he didn't think about checking the ship because it had been locked up and she had no way to board it. He wound up going back to the bar to see if she'd come back but she wasn't there either.

"Well where the hell did she go?" He said to himself as he bought himself another drink. After about ten minutes he stood up and decided to go and check out the ship just to be thorough. When he got to the hangar he knew that something was wrong because the level of activity was far crazier than normal. Technicians and emergency personnel were rushing past him and Tyran quickly found himself matching their pace until they came into his hangar.

His ship was sparking and twisting and Tyran was frozen where he stood by the terrifying spectacle of what he was seeing.

 

[Eenia Vahn]

Eenia merely stood there and watched as she worked to crush her sister. She could feel the activity bustling about outside, but it didn't matter. By the time anyone got on board and fought their way through the mess she and Anora had made, it would be too late. Big sister would be a twisted, bloody, crumpled mess, and Eenia would be long gone.

Before this point, she had thought of so many things she wanted to say - that she was convinced she would say as she watched the life leave her older sister's eyes. But in the moment? Nia was silent, merely satisfied to watch, and didn't even wince when metal scraped metal and Anora gave a loud cry of painful protest.

Eenia had definitely breached a dark place.

 

[Anora Vahn]

It was strange, to suddenly feel resigned to the fact of dying. It was there, right there in that moment, looking her in the face and nearly sneering in glee. Anora would have never guessed in a million years that it would be her younger sister who brought about her demise, but at least it wasn't some mundane, or embarrassing sort of death. It was poetic in a way, really. Anora had spent her years protecting her sister from anything and everything, and now here they were, with Nia literally crushing her.

At least it didn't hurt--

Metal against armor made quite the unforgiving sound, and the pain that came with it not only made Anora yell in protest, but rattled her right out of her head injury induced fog. Her mind cleared, even the searing pain in her left leg and side didn't pierce the sudden clarity, and Eenia didn't seem to notice either. The older sister pulled her focus and immediately she could feel the control her little sister had on the metal crushing her, and as soon as she felt it, Nora pushed against it.

There was a gasp from Eenia, clearly startled by this resistance, and then the younger sister's composure hardened. But by that point it was too late. Anora had found a chip in her focus, that pride little sister felt in finally having her revenge, and she used it to her advantage. The older sister pushed against the crushing pressure, and continued to push every time Eenia tried to beat her down again. But Anora's focus was beyond the metal that was now finally no longer crushing her. She had gotten to the flow of Nia's energy, and all at once her focus went to disturbing it, to manipulating and slowing it, and Nia's guard had been so lax that there was nothing she could do about it.

All at once the younger sister went rigid, and with the Force stun in place, her control dissipated. This left only Anora's pushing back in place, and once Eenia's control of the metal waned, Anora's grasp on it caused the metal to warp once, then more or less explode in every which direction. She tried to get up in time, tried to get control of it, but it happened too quickly.

Pieces flanked Eenia's frozen frame on either side, two of which grazed her viciously at her right side and luckily the outer most edge of the left side of her face. A third piece pierced the younger sister's leg, and a fourth's broad end collided with the smaller sister, and carried her backwards towards the nearest wall. Anora was at least able to get a Force shield up around her sister before Eenia could hit the wall full force, but the impact still rendered her unconscious immediately.

Yet despite her own injuries, despite the state of the ship, and the fact that Eenia had tried to kill her, Anora got to her feet and forced herself to walk to the younger sibling. She attempted to pry the support beam off of the blonde, but to no avail, and in that moment she wasn't thinking clearly enough anymore to use the Force to do it for her.

 

[Tyran Numeck]

Tyran finally snapped out of it and rushed up to the ship's ramp and when he saw the state of the inside of his ship he just about collapsed right then and there but he saw Anora at the far end trying to move a large support beam. The ship was clearly no longer stable and was groaning and shifting in a way that Tyran decided meant they needed to get out of it sooner rather than later. "Anora come we need to get out of here." He said as he ran up to her and the stopped when he saw the woman trapped underneath the beam.

It wasn't the fact that there was an unkown woman trapped inside his ship that gave him pause, but the resemblance the woman shared with Anora. This had to be Eenia, her wayward younger sister. Tyran moved Anora out of the way and then grabbed the beam and lifted it long enough for Anora to pull her little sister out from under the durasteel beam. When they were clear he dropped it, his forearms burning with the effort, and the proceeded to rush the two women down the ramp to the emergency staff that had gathered outside the ship.

Tyran let out a breath and turned back to face his ship just in time to watch it crack down the center and break in half. He threw his hands up and threaded his fingers through his hair before slowly turning his gaze to Anora in fashion that could only be described as unoly.

 

[Anora Vahn]

Anora hadn't heard anyone approach, it wasn't until she heard Tyran's voice that she even looked up to find him, and his words registered slowly. And once they did register, she shook her head. "No!" she wasn't going anywhere, not until she could get Eenia out of here too. A fact which seemed to dawn on Tyran as well since he had crossed the distance between them to see just what the hell she was doing. When he prompted her to move, she did so, but only far enough to be out of his way, and once she was able to pull Eenia from beneath the beam, she did as such.

It would take both of them to carry the blonde sister off of the ship. Small or not, Anora was hurt, and as her adrenaline wore off, she was quickly realizing how much. The medical team were a blessing, and while the majority took to Eenia first - considering the face that she was covered in blood, had metal protruding from her leg, and was unconscious - Anora wasn't left unattended.

By the time Tyran would turn about to give her whatever look, Anora was no longer paying attention. The armor she had been wearing was in the process of being cut off of her torso due to the way it had been crushed against her body, and that inward angle definitely suggested at least cracked ribs, if not worse. Her leg, while not in any better condition, at least had no visible broken bones. Damaged for sure, but not broken.

Eventually Nora's gaze found it's way to Tyran, but what could she say? If it weren't such a serious loss for him, she may have said something smart assed about how maybe he should have been nicer to her. But in all actuality, this wasn't her fault for once. And despite that fact, and despite nearly dying, and being in an insane amount of pain in that moment, and still being mad at him for earlier, she felt like complete and utter garbage about what had happened to his ship.

And it was plain as day on her face.

 

[Tyran Numeck]

It took everything Tyran had to let go of that immediate swell of anger that so very much wanted to burst from his chest and consume Anora. Instead he let out a long shuddering breath and turned back to his ship and tried to figure out just what the hell he was going to do now. Whatever it was he knew it wasn't going to be talking to Anora right away. It was for the best that he kept his mouth shut for a bit.

 

[Anora Vahn]

That in and of itself was enough to settle everything Anora had been mulling over before the situation with Eenia had gone down. Yes, by whatever holy powers were out there, she understood why he was angry. She wasn't an idiot, she knew. And she was also aware that he had no idea what had just happened, why it had happened - and in that moment she wanted for it to stay that way. He was mad? Well she was upset, hell she was somewhere between devastated and pissed off. But that wasn't going to help matters any, not when he didn't know why.

"She tried to kill me." she let out through grit teeth at him. "She almost did kill me." her gaze drifted over to where her sister was still being avidly worked on. "I didn't get pissed off and take it out on your damn ship." She made sure to add, because if she were in his shoes? After what happened at the bar between them, her first thoughts would have been that this was done on purpose.

 

[Tyran Numeck]

Tyran didn't turn around to face her after she spoke. "Doesn't exactly make me feel any better." He said to her without taking his eyes off the wreck that had been his ship. "Go to the medcenter and get checked out. I'm going to be dealing with the port manager for a while to get this sorted." and it won't be cheap either. He added silently.

 

[Anora Vahn]

Anora just shook her head at him. She already knew she was going to be drug off to the medcenter to get all the necessary scans and such to see just how bad the damage to her side and leg were. Both of which she would rather not know, but what choice did she have really? However in another instance of 'if the roles were reversed'? Anora at least wouldn't have been cold. Pissed off sure, but that was clearly where her misinterpretation of things reared up again.

So she said nothing else, in fact she didn't even look at him again. There was one point where she closed her eyes and reached out with her hands, but it sure as hell wasn't for him. Moments later, Eenia's lightsaber slammed into her palm, and the older sister examined it. The thing was tarnished and beaten up now, but it looked like it would still function. She kept it close to herself, and when they were ready to move her? Nora didn't complain, she still didn't even say a word and just let herself be taken to the medcenter.

 

[Tyran Numeck]

Tyran left the Port Manager's office in even more of a sour mood than he was already in. He'd had to pay damages to the hangar space his ship had been in when it was destroyed, pay for the removal of his ship and also would have to continue paying on an empty hangar stall because the Manager wouldn't let him out of the deal. All in all Tyran was going to be taking on a lot of jobs in the not so distant future to pay for all of this. He took a few minutes to calm down, he believed Anora when she had said that she hadn't done this out of revenge for what he'd said in the bar, he knew here well enough to know she wasn't that vindictive.

He made his way down to the medcenter and quickly found the room she'd been checked into and he stood silently in the doorway for a few moments looking at her. She'd definitely looked better, whatever had happened in that ship had really done a number on her. He stepped into the room and pulled up a chair beside her bed. "Well, I'd ask you how you feel but it's pretty obvious what the answer to that question is." He said as he looked her up and down. "What happened?" He asked her in a soft tone.

 

[Anora Vahn]

Anora had, had plenty of time to sit and stew about everything that had happened. And not just about what had happened tonight, either. She had thought back on all of it, all the way back to when she had decided to step from one path to another. The moment that had defined everything that was happening - had happened now. If she had said something different, done something different - not complied and listened to what was being said to her. Hell if she would have fought for her parents instead of against them...Things would be much different than they were now.

And now...What the hell could she say about now?

Not a whole lot, because by the time she had rounded to present thoughts, the pain meds had kicked in and she was out like a light.

It wasn't until she felt familiarity that Anora's eyes struggled to open again. She wasn't sure how long she had been sleeping, but it hadn't felt like nearly enough. Her brow creased when she was spoken to, and it took her a moment to think through the medication and sleep induced fog to place it. And once she did? "Tyran..." she sighed his name and turned her head to look away from him. "We destroyed your ship," she managed to answer him, though her voice was still slightly thick with sleep. "That's what happened."

Not that he didn't already know that. He had been there when it had really come apart, after all. And yes, even in this state she knew that wasn't what he was really asking her.

 

[Tyran Numeck]

"Yeah I kinda noticed that." He said dryly. "I'm curious about why you destroyed it though? What happened in there?" He asked her again even though it was clear that she was in some kind of med induced fog and probably wouldn't be giving him any straight answers tonight.

 

[Anora Vahn]

It took a bit of focus, well a lot of focus, but with a couple of deep steadying breaths Anora worked to clear her mind. It was one of the things she had learned from a mission she had been on with her former Master and classmates, to cleanse herself from the effects of these sorts of things. It wasn't one hundred percent, but it was at least easier for her to focus on the conversation she was supposed to be having.

"I wasn't going to go back to your house," his house, not home. "And when I went to the ship, it wasn't locked up, and Eenia was on board. Long story short, she tried to kill me with that." she pointed to a bedside table where the lightsaber she had taken was laying. "I didn't expect for the ship to become collateral damage, but by the end of it she was literally crushing me."

She sighed through her nose and closed her eyes, "Then I got a second wind, and a battle of wills ensued, and I blasted the cage she was crushing me with apart..."

 

[Tyran Numeck]

Tyran nodded his head softly. "Well I'm glad you didn't get crushed, what would I do if you weren't around to give me a headache?" He grinned at her. "You want me to put the lightsaber up somewhere until you're healed up? That's a pretty valuable weapon, don't need you coming back to the medcenter and ripping the place apart looking for some lowlife staff member."