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3 June 2002

The Third Layer (txt)


IP: 207.43.108.49
Posted on 06/03/02 at 03:04:15 by Cera Teag

Pain...so much pain. The harmless fight, Ric wasn't as skilled as some of the people she's faced down. Gilgamesh, ProFX, Gerrin, Iscariot...and other's. All with more training then Ric in the fighting arts. She always won through. Often with the damage to prove it, they usually had worse though. When Gerrin and Cera fought..they almost killed each other. He was the fighter of the family, but Cera was right there. She used the Force and her own street fighting skills to win though. She often survived situations that those light Jedi didn't because of her ability and willingness to use what's at hand.

She saw nothing wrong with using the Force lightening in her spar with Ric. He pulled a blaster on her, she thought it was only fair that she use one of her other weapons as well.

The pain...when Ric hit the wall, she remembered pain shooting through her left arm, then the explosion that managed to throw her into the opposite wall and dislocating her right shoulder. She fell to the ground and Gerrin used his connection with her to attack Ric and the pain got worse. Gerrin was the only one that seemed to truly understand her. Everyone else wanted to dominate her. She wouldn't let that happen.

Then..the force spirit arrived. During the pain and the confusion, one of the blocks in Cera's mind snapped. She remembered being with her father, Asia and another woman...her caretaker. Cera was only eight.

/That's not right./ was her only thought before passing out.

Now..in the medbay, Cera was sifting through her mind, searching for the blocks that would reveal the truth. After many hours in which she was healing, she succeeding in removing the blocks.

/When Cera was five, her little sister Fiona and her older brother Gerrin were taken away in the middle of the night. Cera however, was to stay with ProFX and train.

He trained her in the basic skills at first and quickly progressed to the more advanced ones. He seemed pleased with her mental abilities and more so when he discovered that her fighting abilities were a close second when combined with certain other skills. He worked on her fighting skills as Asia worked on her mental powers.

At eight, Asia took an ova from Cera, smiled and said, "Just an experiment. Our little secret. I'm going to give you a daughter Cera."

Cera kept the secret and Aidan was born nine months later to her caretaker, who died giving birth.

"She's your's to take care of Cera. If she dies, it will be your fault." ProFX gave her the child and left, leaving her with Asia.

"She's your child Cera. What do you want to call her?"

"Aidan."

Asia smiled, "Aidan it is. I'll show you how to take care of her, after all, she is our little secret."

When Cera blossomed into a teen, Asia started her training in the arts of seduction and manipulation. She insured that Cera would be able to twist any male around her little finger if she so chose. Aidan, Cera's daughter was five years old and already studying as Cera had.

At nineteen, after a particularly crueling session with her father, she walked away from the compound to practice. She was saddened to sense her daughter, now ten, following her, "Enough Aidan. You're going to get hurt."

"But Daddy said I had to stay with you."

Cera winced, by now she knew who's sperm Asia had used, Aidan was the child of Cera and ProFX. She sometimes wondered if her father knew, "He couldn't have meant it. He wanted me to practice the newest skill he taught me. Something called Force Lightening. You could get hurt and he'd kill me."

"I won't get hurt. I'll stay out of the way. I promise."

"Alright Aidan...You can stay, but you have to stay away from me. Okay?"

"Okay."

Cera focused on her rage and sent streaks of lightening out of her fingertips, Aidan seemed to enjoy the show and to please her little sister, she created a storm. ProFX stood nearby having snuck up on them and he was the one that directed the lightening to hit Aidan. When Cera saw it, she immediately dropped her concentration and ran to Aidan's side, the storm disappearing. ProFX stepped out of the brush and pushed Cera back violently with a Telekenetic shove. She fell on her back, tears in her eyes at Aidan's pain and her father's disapproval.

"You've failed me, Cera. I don't tolerate failure. You've grown to close to this child. She'll be strong one day and I can't allow your soft-heart effect that. You /know/ the rules."

He knelt next to Aidan and removed the child's pain. He then delved into her mind and removed Aidan's memory of Cera.

"Daddy, who's this strange lady?"

"She's no one, and you should treat her as such. Come along child."

Cera stood, tears falling freely from her eyes, she had angered her father and she was paying for it. She was surprised when Aidan turned back and smiled shyly at Cera, with a wave, she bounded after her father.

Heartbroken, Cera fled the planet and fled her father, knowing that she would never see Aidan again. A month later, she returned to take Aidan with her, she would train the child. Her father stopped her with a woman Cera knew as Asia Clorin, a sith.

"Cera..I know you're upset." Her father said gently, "Don't worry. Everything will be fine."

Without further ado, he delved into her mind and blocked her memories of Aidan.

Cera was turned loose a day later, with her memories of the past four years replaced with a story. She was a bounty hunter who took the name Ke'ala Ral. One year later, she was "found" by ProFX once more and submitted the training excercises again, picking up on them rather quickly. She never suspected the truth, she should have./

The memory free...she wakes and stares up at the ceiling with tears in her eyes. /Aidan../