Chapter 4. Tantrums

                                    

                                          
***Trigger warning Violence***

I opened my eyes and the only thing I registered was mind numbing pain as my blood leaked from every orifice. My bones ached my muscles burned, though still I managed to wield a small amount of Force energy. I had within me to dig myself out from beneath the stones. Everything hurt yet I knew I had been through much worse. I'd had mountains of rock upon me many years ago and I lived to talk about it. With a great heave of strength, I was finally free, but my body was still broken. I clenched my side a metal rod impaled me jutting out at an odd angle and my breath came in wet gasps. I needed to find a way to get off this planet and to find myself some help. 
My ears rang so loudly that I did not hear the sound of a ships approach. I only managed to take two steps towards the destroyed landing pad before I collapsed again. Laying in the red dirt I reached frantically for my bag I put my hand within the folds of fabric and pulled out the old wooden box clumsily I opened the lid the object of my desire still within its confines. I caressed the object reverently before lifting it with shaking hand and pressed the secondary switch a small light dagger burst from the end of the Great Uncle's lightsaber a modification, I was now very glad I had added in my years here. 
I took a deep crackling breath and quickly I pulled the metal rod from my side the blood a torrent now a steady stream seeped from me down my side drenching my trousers. Without pause I impaled the hole in my side with the light dagger effectively cauterizing the wound. My scream echoed across the barren landscape, but the bleeding stopped. My vision was edged with black but I was determined to forge onward.
My clothes were damp with sweat, and blood and tears fell from my eyes like a stream as the wound burned like lava. I tried to get up only to fail again. I let loose a cry of frustration as I tried to pull myself up on shaking arms. 
I felt myself being lifted my eyes blurred as I looked for the source afraid that it was the Night Mother back for revenge but when I turned, I was surprised and strangely relieved to see the masked figure of Commander Ren beside me pulling my arm up over his shoulder. 
"I don't know what happened down here, but if I don't get you back to the Finalizer you will die."
There was nothing to say, I looked to him and nodded my lightsaber still in hand. I disengaged the blade. It tumbled from my grasp the cry that fell from my lips gave him pause and he looked down to it and my discarded bag and using the force he pulled them easily to his hand and guided us back to his ship. 
There was little I could recall coherently for the next seventy-two hours as the medical officers repaired my body. Flashes of consciousness broke through fevered dreams of nearly strangling a medic who stitched my wounds, and I threw myself to the floor in an attempt to escape the corpses that chased me in my dreams. 
My body was wrecked but it healed, quickly and soon I awoke in a comfortable room clearly designed to meet First Order standards. Nowhere near sick bay where I was no longer welcome.  I could not complain however because the bed was wonderful. I paused  as my brain struggled to recall how long had it been since I slept on a comfortable mattress?  I turned my head and only with a quick glimpse out the window I could see that Dathomir was not even a spot in the distance.  
Good riddance. 
I could not recall a single reason I had stayed on that forsaken planet for as long as I did.  Hopefully the First Order still had use of me because currently I was in their debt, and I wanted nothing more that to see Dathomir crumble into space dust. 
I sat up slowly my body felt like a cloud too light to be alive. I swung my legs over the edge of the bed noting I was only in loose black shirt and underpants. I groaned as my body protested the movements. I stood taking small steps at a time my muscles ached in protest demanding I should lay down again. I moved to the refresher I took care of my bodily needs, and I placed my mouth under the tap drinking hungrily from the fountain of water my stomach feeling bloated and sloshing when I eased slowly from the refresher to sit on the edge of my bed exhausted.