T E M P E S T
The last few months had been crazy. Really, the last few years. Ever since she'd left with that first Jedi from her small farm town on Pamarthe. But Jakku was where things really took off. For the worse. She'd attacked the only Master who hadn't outright given up on her and ran away from the Order. The two knights that had found her holed up at her parents' farm had said things would get better, and she'd really thought that when she stopped the Skyeels from devouring everything on the island. But where were Aaran Tafo and Khefiir now? One vanished without a trace almost immediately after the Trandoshan had taken her on, the other left her behind to fight in a war and never came back for her. Just like all the rest. Just like Zark San Tekka .
It was dark by the time she arrived at her destination. The old Jakku Enclave. She'd been dropped off by Kaska Arden. Another role model that up and vanished on her. The names continued to pile up until she couldn't take it anymore, staring at the burned-out enclave. It was mostly underground so it was odd, looking up at it from the dunes. Inside she spied the chimes Jend-Ro Quill had used to help bring out her abilities with telekenesis and the tears came. She balled her right hand into a fist and swung, a blast of power striking the chimes so awkwardly and so hard that the sound came out distorted, echoing in the hollowed-out chamber and into the dunes around. She swung again and again until she couldn't stand and curled up in a ball on the sand overlooking the enclave. Not because she was tired, but because the sobs just wouldn't stop.
"Why doesn't anybody want me?" she whimpered.