KESTRI | TOR VALUM
1 WEEK AFTER RETURN
Shai looked around her, at the reinforced cell she was housed in. It was made to house the most dangerous people in the galaxy, with no hopes of them escaping without help from the outside. She helped to put Sith Lords, pirates, and all manner of other scum in there herself.
To sit in one now, it felt surreal. But it was to be expected.
The wedding and honeymoon with Xyoz was nothing short of perfect. And to have Runi there as well, after helping to mend the Shistavanen’s mind, was simply the cherry on top. She was whole again, in mind and in body, she had come to terms with what she did under the Maw’s banner. She wanted to make things right, come home and be with her family again. It was a naïve hope to think that she wouldn’t be facing consequences for her actions, even if it technically wasn’t her fault. She did it all willingly. Her mind might have been warped by the Mongrel and his Taskmaster, but she drew her weapons by her own volition.
Soft footsteps drew her attention from her thoughts as she waited to see who it was. She already knew, but to see him again was a mixture of joy and worry as she waited for him to arrive. The figure finally emerged from the hallway, standing behind the ray shield keeping her in, and the Shistavanen couldn’t help but give a gentle smile as she looked up at his imposing stature.
”Hey, Jos.” She greeted him softly, still sitting on the bunk. The Kel Dor’s empty visor gave no expression or emotion as he watched her for a moment, but she knew how to read him.
”Hello Shai. It is a surprise to see you again.”
”A pleasant one, I hope?” She asked, but Jos remained silent. Her smile faltered as she looked down again.
”Runi told us what happened. What she did to mend your mind. She does not lie, but I wished to tell you the council's decision in person.”
Shai blinked at the comment, looking up at him again.
”Decision on what?” She asked softly, already knowing the answer.
”Whether to let you live… and whether you are allowed to still call Kestri your home.”
A spark of anger flickered at his words. Shai stood up and closed the distance between them, staring up at him with a mixture of disgust and desperation.
”I came back to be with my family again. Did any of y’all even bother to read up on Runi’s report on me? What was wrong with me?” She spoke up as a hard glare set in. Jos let out a sigh as he looked away for a moment. She knew he was hurt. He never was good at showing emotions, always keeping a solid stance and a calm tone, for the sake of the clan. Shai was the leader, but he was the one keeping them solid.
She was under no illusion that he didn’t feel betrayed as well.
”They… we… understand what you went through. What they did to you for months. Your mind was broken. While you were conscious of your actions, they were not your own. But that does not change what you did, Shai. You killed and injured dozens of our best warriors on Tython. You mutilated Kranak. You set Empress Teta on fire and waged war against our Allies. The only reason you are here now and not in pieces is because of what you did for the Enclave… and what Runi told us about your condition.”
Shai looked away as he named her sins against her people, against their allies. She made a promise long ago to help her people and fight for them. To get revenge for what the Sith did to them all. The guilt of breaking that promise weighed heavily on her shoulders.
”Okay… so, what? You just gonna keep judging me on that side or are you gonna actually ask something important for once?” She hissed with a scowl as she looked back at Jos.
The Kel Dor lifted his head, and Shai already knew what kind of smile was behind his mask.
”Well… you are still alive, so I already did ask something important at least. The rest of the clan is not very happy, but I do not care.”
He had a smile in his voice, devoid of malice or arrogance.
”You stopped the Enclave from executing me?” She asked him, though there was no response. None was needed. She knew him long enough to know his answers without hearing them.
”The situation now is what to do with you. Some wish to brand you Dar’manda and send you into exile. Others feel that you must be forgiven for your actions. It was a harsh and long argument, but the final decision fell upon my shoulders.”
Shai stepped back as a hopeful smile took hold. There was a chance for her to be clean, to be welcomed back and get a chance to make things right. With the clan, with her family, and with her people…
”You know our words, Shai. We do not forgive, and we do not forget. You were not in your right mind in your time under the Maw’s banners. But… repercussions must be faced.”
Shai’s smile faltered as she sat down again, worrying over where this was going.
”You are allowed to remain on Kestri. But you are stripped of your honour and titles. As Alor of clan Krayt, it is with a heavy heart that I brand you as excommunicated-”
”What?” She stood up again with wide eyes, wanting to reach out and grab hold of his collar.
”What do you mean?!” She demanded, staring into his lifeless visor. Another heavy sigh came from him as his shoulders slumped.
”Your personal effects will all be ferried back to Tor Valum, under your supervision. But you are no longer Shai of clan Krayt. Your title of Rallymaster is stripped. Your achievements as a Si’kahya, struck.”
Shai’s eyes teared up as she stumbled back to the bed, her gaze glued to his as he flinched for a moment, wanting to catch her.
”You… you are no longer… part of the military. You… are but a citizen.”
”I’m nothing. I’m… Jos… don’t do this. Please. I-I’m here to make things right! Don’t… I made the clan! I rebuilt it from nothing!” She pleaded as tears rolled down her cheeks.
”You will have that chance, Shai. You are allowed to move freely through Tor Valum, but I can not guarantee your safety. I shall bring this up again when we feel that enough time has passed for you. We can call a vote then, to restore all of your achievements and honours. But for now… I am sorry, Shai. It is the best compromise I could get everyone to agree on.”
Shai felt like a blade had been driven through her, like her heart was ripped from her chest. She sat unmoving, with a defeat all over her features.
”I… I’m nothing… I just wanted to come home. I wanted to make things right…”
The ray shield powered off and the Kel Dor stepped in, sitting down to wrap an arm around in an attempt to comfort her.
”I am sorry, Shai. I wanted to clear your name… but that is sadly not possible… I missed you, old friend.”
His words were gentle and his touch was sincere. But the shock of his words paralyzed the woman. Jos gently helped her to her feet and led her out of the prison towards the exit. Once she had her personal effects and stood outside, she looked around the massive underground city.
She wanted to argue, she wanted to fight Jos and the rest of the council, she wanted to march up to the Quartermaster and smack her around as well… but he was right. She had to face the consequences of her actions.
With a defeated sigh, she got into his speeder and drove off with him. But there was one silver lining. Faint, almost too small to even think about. She was rock bottom… that meant only one last way of approach. She left with Runi to make things right…
She was going to see it through.