Introducing Mary Jane Skyler - Prologue and Part 1 - PG13
Introducing Mary Jane Skyler
Summary: After the events of Sacrifice, Mara Jade wakes up in a world she doesn't know, in a body that is not her own. Yet people try to convince her that she simply doesn't remember her life before an accident. What's going on?
Time: Sometime after the events of Sacrifice.
Setting: Earth
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the names and settings involving Star Wars characters. They belong to George Lucas and Timothy Zahn.
Prologue
The universe is a vast area. It has its own destiny; its own brand of fate. It creates new lives when old ones have been expired. In this instance, it focuses on a woman recently separated from her physical form. In her particular section of the universe, she had the choice of joining nature in an entirely alternate existence. For purposes of her own, she denied that existence. For now her spirit is free flowing with no focus or aim. Her need is not required in her own world of her time. Therefore, the universe has to place her spirit somewhere in the meantime. Somewhere where she is needed.
The memories of her past will not be forgotten; just not easily remembered. Her spirit is then projected through the continuum onto a planet inside another galaxy far, far away. It is the third planet from its sun. The only planet in its system that is inhabited.
It is time for the new spirit to awaken. Time for new loves, new challenges, and new hopes. This is just until her world needs her back.
Or until the new world drives her crazy.
Part I
Awake.
She felt her first feeling in the form of cold air all around her. She did not care that it was too cold. She could feel. How long had it been since she had felt? She didn’t think she had an answer. Wait, I can think. That means I am conscious. What was her last thought?
It is done. Don’t fight it. Just let go...
Suddenly, her upper thigh began to sting in a particular place. By instinct, she jerked her hand to it to massage the pain. By the time her hands covered the area, the sting was gone. She opened her eyes to a brightly lit room. Sounds of mechanical beeps could be heard all around her. They were sounds of medical equipment. She was in a medic room. Though, the equipment did not seem familiar to her. There are no med-droids, she found herself wondering. Med-droid? She paused at why she would choose those words. She was lying in a bed and was hooked to one of the machines through a thin clear hose ending in a needle going into the inside of her arm.
Needle. Stang! What did you do to me?
She looked over at the other side of her bed and saw a figure standing there. A tall man, past middle age with white-grey hair. He wore a white lab coat. What was that contraption around his neck looking like an avant-garde necklace? She had surmised that he was a doctor.
He greeted her. “Welcome back. We thought you’d never come back.”
She thought of speech. She could only focus on one word. One word that she felt meant everything to her. “Ben. Where is Ben?”
The doctor looked puzzled for a moment and then said in recognition, “Ah, yes. Benjamin. Well, he’ll be along later. I read your EKG this morning and had a feeling you might wake up sometime soon. I had you on alert ever since. I took the liberty of contacting your immediate family first.”
Family. Husband. She said her next word with longing. “Luke.”
The doctor coughed briefly and said bitterly, “Yes, well, I did say immediate family, but he somehow found out. He’s never left since this morning. I didn’t think it was best seeing him first.” The doctor considered a moment. “It’s good that you remember his name.”
She muttered, “I...I want to see him. I need to see him.”
The doctor nodded. “I understand. I’ll go tell him you’re awake.”
She repeated the name in her mind. Luke. She knew the name, yet she could not recall the man visually. Would she be able to recognize him? For that matter, she could not form a mental picture of Ben, either. But, the doctor said Benjamin.
What in kriffing Hell has happened to me?
That question hovered inside her mind as she saw another figure inside the doorway. He was a heavy-set man with what looked like flowers in his hand. He wore an intricately designed and brightly colored striped button down shirt that barely covered his extended belly. He kept a scraggly dark beard that looked as unkept as his clothing. As he closed in on her bed, he moved-no, waddled, over. He then spoke in the strangest accent she had ever heard.
“Hey, cutie-pie! The doc says you woke up. How ya feelin’?”
She stared at the man puzzled and shook her head with no recognition. “And you are...?”
He gave a puzzled look of his own and replied, “I’m Luke. Your husband.”
Summary: After the events of Sacrifice, Mara Jade wakes up in a world she doesn't know, in a body that is not her own. Yet people try to convince her that she simply doesn't remember her life before an accident. What's going on?
Time: Sometime after the events of Sacrifice.
Setting: Earth
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the names and settings involving Star Wars characters. They belong to George Lucas and Timothy Zahn.
Prologue
The universe is a vast area. It has its own destiny; its own brand of fate. It creates new lives when old ones have been expired. In this instance, it focuses on a woman recently separated from her physical form. In her particular section of the universe, she had the choice of joining nature in an entirely alternate existence. For purposes of her own, she denied that existence. For now her spirit is free flowing with no focus or aim. Her need is not required in her own world of her time. Therefore, the universe has to place her spirit somewhere in the meantime. Somewhere where she is needed.
The memories of her past will not be forgotten; just not easily remembered. Her spirit is then projected through the continuum onto a planet inside another galaxy far, far away. It is the third planet from its sun. The only planet in its system that is inhabited.
It is time for the new spirit to awaken. Time for new loves, new challenges, and new hopes. This is just until her world needs her back.
Or until the new world drives her crazy.
Part I
Awake.
She felt her first feeling in the form of cold air all around her. She did not care that it was too cold. She could feel. How long had it been since she had felt? She didn’t think she had an answer. Wait, I can think. That means I am conscious. What was her last thought?
It is done. Don’t fight it. Just let go...
Suddenly, her upper thigh began to sting in a particular place. By instinct, she jerked her hand to it to massage the pain. By the time her hands covered the area, the sting was gone. She opened her eyes to a brightly lit room. Sounds of mechanical beeps could be heard all around her. They were sounds of medical equipment. She was in a medic room. Though, the equipment did not seem familiar to her. There are no med-droids, she found herself wondering. Med-droid? She paused at why she would choose those words. She was lying in a bed and was hooked to one of the machines through a thin clear hose ending in a needle going into the inside of her arm.
Needle. Stang! What did you do to me?
She looked over at the other side of her bed and saw a figure standing there. A tall man, past middle age with white-grey hair. He wore a white lab coat. What was that contraption around his neck looking like an avant-garde necklace? She had surmised that he was a doctor.
He greeted her. “Welcome back. We thought you’d never come back.”
She thought of speech. She could only focus on one word. One word that she felt meant everything to her. “Ben. Where is Ben?”
The doctor looked puzzled for a moment and then said in recognition, “Ah, yes. Benjamin. Well, he’ll be along later. I read your EKG this morning and had a feeling you might wake up sometime soon. I had you on alert ever since. I took the liberty of contacting your immediate family first.”
Family. Husband. She said her next word with longing. “Luke.”
The doctor coughed briefly and said bitterly, “Yes, well, I did say immediate family, but he somehow found out. He’s never left since this morning. I didn’t think it was best seeing him first.” The doctor considered a moment. “It’s good that you remember his name.”
She muttered, “I...I want to see him. I need to see him.”
The doctor nodded. “I understand. I’ll go tell him you’re awake.”
She repeated the name in her mind. Luke. She knew the name, yet she could not recall the man visually. Would she be able to recognize him? For that matter, she could not form a mental picture of Ben, either. But, the doctor said Benjamin.
What in kriffing Hell has happened to me?
That question hovered inside her mind as she saw another figure inside the doorway. He was a heavy-set man with what looked like flowers in his hand. He wore an intricately designed and brightly colored striped button down shirt that barely covered his extended belly. He kept a scraggly dark beard that looked as unkept as his clothing. As he closed in on her bed, he moved-no, waddled, over. He then spoke in the strangest accent she had ever heard.
“Hey, cutie-pie! The doc says you woke up. How ya feelin’?”
She stared at the man puzzled and shook her head with no recognition. “And you are...?”
He gave a puzzled look of his own and replied, “I’m Luke. Your husband.”