Deomo Found (Present)
( I want to apologize for this one being so long, but I had fun writing it =) Enjoy)
I made it to the village late that afternoon. Lots of Ewok’s were about, and finding an elder of the village was fairly easy. Yes they had a Zebrak male in their camp, yes they had found him unconscious in the woods. They had brought him here for he was injured, they thought that he may have been attacked by an arachnid or a boar wolf, but after getting him to their camp, and when he was semi-conscious, his behavior was frightening to them. They had him placed in one of their Tee-pee style structures well away from the main group, so as to protect their loved ones.
I was directed to a tee-pee at the far end of the camp. “oh boy, here we go” I thought. The thought again came to me, of the last time I had direct contact with Deomo. It was on Lok, I had the silly idea, that I could be a bounty hunter, and was directed to track and kill Deomo. What a mistake I made!! I did indeed track Deomo to a secluded location on Lok, and we did fight each other, but in the end I couldn’t fulfill my contract, I didn’t have the mettle that it takes to do that kind of work. I am a Master Ranger, my primary responsibilities lie in hunting creature resources for the Empire, occasionally assisting in routing rebels, pirates, and other riff raff, and tracking, like I am now.
Deomo, what a mess. Bruised, bloodied, semi-conscious. He lay upon the floor of the shelter, moaning, curled up in a fetal position. Looking around the shelter I found his pike against the far wall. “Good” Deomo wouldn’t be able to get to it before I had a chance to defend myself if this turned ugly. “Deomo?, Its Ebe” I said quietly as I approached him. All I got from him was a painful groan, so I moved closer. “Deomo? Can you hear me? Its Ebe Lightcloud, I am here to help you, get you home safe” “Eb…? Wha…?” He tried to roll into a sitting position, but I had knelt down beside him and wouldn’t let him move, not until I could see how badly he was hurt. “Don’t move, hun, you have been hurt”. His head was covered in blood, but after swabbing at it with a damp cloth I had pulled from my pack, I didn’t see any serious wounds, mostly cuts and deep scratches. I carefully examined the rest of him, and though thoroughly bruised and battered he had no broken bones. As I continued to clean the blood off of him I kept talking. “Deomo, I was sent to find you, bring you home. Scarlet asked me if I would, and here I am” *smile*. “She told me to tell you Meela and her are safe, that you need not worry”.
“Moan”, I looked down at him and I could see the glaze in his eyes had faded, “Meela?…Meela!!, Ebe?, where…where did you come from?, where am I?” he asked. “Yes its me, Ebe, your on Endor hun”, I told him “I came here to get you home”. “uuhh” was all I got. “How do you feel? I’ve managed to clean you up a little, and I gave you a stim to help with the fog. I need to move you from here and set up a camp outside of the village to get you ready to travel”, I explained. “Travel?” (wince) as he again moved to sit up. I asked, “can you stand?” “yes I think so” he said. I helped him get to his feet, working to keep him steady, and slowly lead him to the edge of the village.
I set up a camp as soon as we were out of site of the village and had Deomo sit and try to relax while I applied bactapaks to his wounds. I guess I tend to hum while I work, Deomo asked me what that was I was humming. “huh?, what?” I replied. “that song, what is it?” he asked again. “oh!, I guess its one my mother sang to me when I was little” I said, “its called Far Away”. He nodded his head and then stared off into the distance. “Funny Zebrak” was my only thought.
Finally done with all I could do for Deomo in the field, I asked if he felt he could travel. He said he could, so I helped him once more to his feet and outlined my plan to get us back to the research outpost. That I would go slow, but if at anytime he needed to rest to tell me. I told him I would do what I could to circumvent any wild creatures and people, but that we had a long ways to go, and the possibility of an encounter was high. Once to the Reseach outpost we would catch a ride to the science outpost where my ship was parked, then fly it to Naboo, to get him proper medical attention.
Travel was slow, but steady, I felt we were making good time. Deomo was keeping up. He seemed to be getting stronger as we worked our way towards the outpost. We were almost to the outpost when I looked back to check on Deomo, but he wasn’t there. “Damn” I must have got ahead of him while traversing that last hill. I back tracked, and found him leaning up against a tree. Deomo had a pained expression on his face, and his body language, suggested he was struggling for control. “Deomo? what’s wrong? Are you OK?” His face contorted, his eyes took on a wild look, and his body convulsed. “No!, Not Now!!” he gasped. I watched, fascinated, and a bit scared by what was happening. I wonder if this is what Scarlet had told me about, that the pendant Deomo was wearing was in fact somehow able to possess this mans being.
“Deomo! Talk to me!” I demanded. He was definitely struggling for control, and I feared that he might run off and really get himself in trouble, maybe killed. “uhhgghh”, “I…must…fight!…for…con…No!…I…wont…” and at that moment his voice changed, something sinister, very threatening. “Muuhahahaha, We are in control now! Deomo is lost!”. “Deomo!” I screamed. “Come Back!”. He just stood there, the wild look still in his eyes. I backed away, keeping all my attention focused on him, frightened but not afraid.
“Deomo is with us!, we are one!” he said. “who is us?” I asked. His eyes focused on me, as if seeing me for the first time. He growled “We are the spirit ancestors, it was us that killed his father, and it is we who are forever in control of his son!”. I truly didn’t know if I could stand up to this evil spirit, and I knew I didn’t have time for this. I had to find a way if possible to get Deomo back into himself, and to a proper medical facility to tread his wounds, but how?.
The Spirit growled out, “We have much to do”, and turned to leave, when Deomo’s body again convulsed. “Aarrggghhh!!…Not this time!!, We wont….You are… ”, the spirit voice faded, and was replaced by a much quieter voice, one struggling to surface, “I will fight you every step of the way!!”, Deomo!! it was his voice!, he was fighting to regain control. “Deomo!” I shouted, “You have to fight them!! You have to come back!!”. I thought “hurry girl think” what can I do to help?. I hit me! I didn’t know if it would help, but it was all I could think of. “Deomo! Fight for what you love!! Fight for Meela, for Scarlet” I yelled. I could actually see a physical change come over him as he fought the spirit. “Meela!!, Scarlet !! he bellowed!. “Yes!, Deomo, fight damn it!! Come back to them!!”, I urged. With an anguished groan, it was over, Deomo’s body collapsed to the ground, spent. “Deomo?” I ventured quietly.”Yes, Ebe, it is I” he said. I was filled with relief, he had won, and sent the spirit back to where it had come. I sat next to Deomo and tried to comfort him, he was exhausted. He looked over towards me and said, ”give me a minute to get my strength back, and we can go”. I told him to take as much time as he needed, and gave him a reassuring smile.
We made it to the research outpost with no further problems, and were soon aboard my Sorosub heading to Naboo. Deomo was down in the main salon, whil e I busied myself with navigation, and other ship duties. I stepped from the bridge a few times during our passage, to check on him, and to see if he needed anything. He seemed to be in a lot better shape, and was recovering nicely. He even commented on my decorating of the main salon, saying it looked more like a cantina then a star ship. I laughed and he smiled. Definitely getting better I thought.
We landed in Theed, Naboo, and I had him taken to the medical center. After making sure he was in good hands, I left and made my way to the cantina. I ordered a Jawa beer and sat at a table away from the entertainers and musicians, to think.
I was intrigued now by this force that lives in Deomos pendant. During our trip to get of Endor, Deomo had said that he can’t take it off, that it would kill him to do so. I could only think there must be a way to get Deomo away from the cursed pendant, with killing him. He can’t even think of being near his little girl as long as he wears it. With a draw of my beer, I let the thoughts drift thoughts my mind….something will be done…
I made it to the village late that afternoon. Lots of Ewok’s were about, and finding an elder of the village was fairly easy. Yes they had a Zebrak male in their camp, yes they had found him unconscious in the woods. They had brought him here for he was injured, they thought that he may have been attacked by an arachnid or a boar wolf, but after getting him to their camp, and when he was semi-conscious, his behavior was frightening to them. They had him placed in one of their Tee-pee style structures well away from the main group, so as to protect their loved ones.
I was directed to a tee-pee at the far end of the camp. “oh boy, here we go” I thought. The thought again came to me, of the last time I had direct contact with Deomo. It was on Lok, I had the silly idea, that I could be a bounty hunter, and was directed to track and kill Deomo. What a mistake I made!! I did indeed track Deomo to a secluded location on Lok, and we did fight each other, but in the end I couldn’t fulfill my contract, I didn’t have the mettle that it takes to do that kind of work. I am a Master Ranger, my primary responsibilities lie in hunting creature resources for the Empire, occasionally assisting in routing rebels, pirates, and other riff raff, and tracking, like I am now.
Deomo, what a mess. Bruised, bloodied, semi-conscious. He lay upon the floor of the shelter, moaning, curled up in a fetal position. Looking around the shelter I found his pike against the far wall. “Good” Deomo wouldn’t be able to get to it before I had a chance to defend myself if this turned ugly. “Deomo?, Its Ebe” I said quietly as I approached him. All I got from him was a painful groan, so I moved closer. “Deomo? Can you hear me? Its Ebe Lightcloud, I am here to help you, get you home safe” “Eb…? Wha…?” He tried to roll into a sitting position, but I had knelt down beside him and wouldn’t let him move, not until I could see how badly he was hurt. “Don’t move, hun, you have been hurt”. His head was covered in blood, but after swabbing at it with a damp cloth I had pulled from my pack, I didn’t see any serious wounds, mostly cuts and deep scratches. I carefully examined the rest of him, and though thoroughly bruised and battered he had no broken bones. As I continued to clean the blood off of him I kept talking. “Deomo, I was sent to find you, bring you home. Scarlet asked me if I would, and here I am” *smile*. “She told me to tell you Meela and her are safe, that you need not worry”.
“Moan”, I looked down at him and I could see the glaze in his eyes had faded, “Meela?…Meela!!, Ebe?, where…where did you come from?, where am I?” he asked. “Yes its me, Ebe, your on Endor hun”, I told him “I came here to get you home”. “uuhh” was all I got. “How do you feel? I’ve managed to clean you up a little, and I gave you a stim to help with the fog. I need to move you from here and set up a camp outside of the village to get you ready to travel”, I explained. “Travel?” (wince) as he again moved to sit up. I asked, “can you stand?” “yes I think so” he said. I helped him get to his feet, working to keep him steady, and slowly lead him to the edge of the village.
I set up a camp as soon as we were out of site of the village and had Deomo sit and try to relax while I applied bactapaks to his wounds. I guess I tend to hum while I work, Deomo asked me what that was I was humming. “huh?, what?” I replied. “that song, what is it?” he asked again. “oh!, I guess its one my mother sang to me when I was little” I said, “its called Far Away”. He nodded his head and then stared off into the distance. “Funny Zebrak” was my only thought.
Finally done with all I could do for Deomo in the field, I asked if he felt he could travel. He said he could, so I helped him once more to his feet and outlined my plan to get us back to the research outpost. That I would go slow, but if at anytime he needed to rest to tell me. I told him I would do what I could to circumvent any wild creatures and people, but that we had a long ways to go, and the possibility of an encounter was high. Once to the Reseach outpost we would catch a ride to the science outpost where my ship was parked, then fly it to Naboo, to get him proper medical attention.
Travel was slow, but steady, I felt we were making good time. Deomo was keeping up. He seemed to be getting stronger as we worked our way towards the outpost. We were almost to the outpost when I looked back to check on Deomo, but he wasn’t there. “Damn” I must have got ahead of him while traversing that last hill. I back tracked, and found him leaning up against a tree. Deomo had a pained expression on his face, and his body language, suggested he was struggling for control. “Deomo? what’s wrong? Are you OK?” His face contorted, his eyes took on a wild look, and his body convulsed. “No!, Not Now!!” he gasped. I watched, fascinated, and a bit scared by what was happening. I wonder if this is what Scarlet had told me about, that the pendant Deomo was wearing was in fact somehow able to possess this mans being.
“Deomo! Talk to me!” I demanded. He was definitely struggling for control, and I feared that he might run off and really get himself in trouble, maybe killed. “uhhgghh”, “I…must…fight!…for…con…No!…I…wont…” and at that moment his voice changed, something sinister, very threatening. “Muuhahahaha, We are in control now! Deomo is lost!”. “Deomo!” I screamed. “Come Back!”. He just stood there, the wild look still in his eyes. I backed away, keeping all my attention focused on him, frightened but not afraid.
“Deomo is with us!, we are one!” he said. “who is us?” I asked. His eyes focused on me, as if seeing me for the first time. He growled “We are the spirit ancestors, it was us that killed his father, and it is we who are forever in control of his son!”. I truly didn’t know if I could stand up to this evil spirit, and I knew I didn’t have time for this. I had to find a way if possible to get Deomo back into himself, and to a proper medical facility to tread his wounds, but how?.
The Spirit growled out, “We have much to do”, and turned to leave, when Deomo’s body again convulsed. “Aarrggghhh!!…Not this time!!, We wont….You are… ”, the spirit voice faded, and was replaced by a much quieter voice, one struggling to surface, “I will fight you every step of the way!!”, Deomo!! it was his voice!, he was fighting to regain control. “Deomo!” I shouted, “You have to fight them!! You have to come back!!”. I thought “hurry girl think” what can I do to help?. I hit me! I didn’t know if it would help, but it was all I could think of. “Deomo! Fight for what you love!! Fight for Meela, for Scarlet” I yelled. I could actually see a physical change come over him as he fought the spirit. “Meela!!, Scarlet !! he bellowed!. “Yes!, Deomo, fight damn it!! Come back to them!!”, I urged. With an anguished groan, it was over, Deomo’s body collapsed to the ground, spent. “Deomo?” I ventured quietly.”Yes, Ebe, it is I” he said. I was filled with relief, he had won, and sent the spirit back to where it had come. I sat next to Deomo and tried to comfort him, he was exhausted. He looked over towards me and said, ”give me a minute to get my strength back, and we can go”. I told him to take as much time as he needed, and gave him a reassuring smile.
We made it to the research outpost with no further problems, and were soon aboard my Sorosub heading to Naboo. Deomo was down in the main salon, whil e I busied myself with navigation, and other ship duties. I stepped from the bridge a few times during our passage, to check on him, and to see if he needed anything. He seemed to be in a lot better shape, and was recovering nicely. He even commented on my decorating of the main salon, saying it looked more like a cantina then a star ship. I laughed and he smiled. Definitely getting better I thought.
We landed in Theed, Naboo, and I had him taken to the medical center. After making sure he was in good hands, I left and made my way to the cantina. I ordered a Jawa beer and sat at a table away from the entertainers and musicians, to think.
I was intrigued now by this force that lives in Deomos pendant. During our trip to get of Endor, Deomo had said that he can’t take it off, that it would kill him to do so. I could only think there must be a way to get Deomo away from the cursed pendant, with killing him. He can’t even think of being near his little girl as long as he wears it. With a draw of my beer, I let the thoughts drift thoughts my mind….something will be done…
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