DREAMER part 5
Author:
Lia
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Rating: NC-17 or M
Timeline: shortly after ROTJ
Disclaimer: Luke, Han and the whole Star Wars Universe belongs to George Lucas.
Pity.
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Han was pounding desperately
at the window. When he woke up and saw that Luke had gone out all by himself
he decided to go after the kid. Even with security system in maximum levels
it was no good to wander around alone in the open.
But the door was locked. So were the windows. And when he ordered the central
computer to unlock, he found out somebody had overriden it. To make things worse,
Artoo was nowhere to be seen.
“Dammit! Luke! Luke!” through the living room window he could see
the beach. He could only watch helplessly as the tall man approached the kid,
subdued him, and then carried the unconscious boy away. The Corellian all but
screamed in frustration.
Come on, don't loose your head now, with great effort he controlled his
temper, Think! The guy didn't kill him, if he did he would simply leave the
body behind; he didn't kill him, gods, he didn't, he can't...
Drawing a deep breath, Han headed to the comp terminal with a look of determination
in his eyes. You cursed mech, ya ain't keep me busted here, I'm gonna get
out no matter what!
Big, colorful spots were dancing before his eyes. A gentle voice said something
he couldn't understand. The bed was warm and comfortable. His fingers felt a
soft fur blanket.
“Ah! You're awake!”
Slowly the spots stopped dancing and formed recognizable shapes: a lamp, a bedside
table, a holographic picture of a young man that seemed vaguely familiar. It
was a large bedroom, decorated in an overrefined fashion. Curiously, it had
no windows.
“Where...” Luke tried to move and realized his body was having difficulties
to understand what his brain was ordering. Then he saw the Dark Hunter sitting
beside the bed and remembered.
“I wouldn't try to escape now.” Julian Dronn smirked a little as the
boy's blue eyes widened in alarm. “It will take some hours until the drug
wear completely off. You aren't able to stand on your feet right now.”
“What do you want? Why are you doing this?”
“I told you I had work to do on you, didn't I?”
“Work? On me? What kind of work?”
“This virus you carry, child, will never be off your system.” Dronn
pointed to Luke's chest. “In one or two days it will reactivate itself
and it will take over your body, this time for good.”
Luke paled visibly. Somehow he knew the man wasn't lying.
“How do you know that?” his voice sounded pathetic to his own ears.
“I know that because I am the primary source of your little bug. They made
it using some unusual bloodcells my kind has.”
“Your kind?”
“Dark Hunters. We are few but very well known and hated in Corellia and
some other worlds. Do you know why?”
Feeling suddenly cold, Luke pulled the blanket up to his chin.
“I'm afraid I won't like what you're gonna say.”
Julian Dronn smiled; this time it wasn't a smirk but a genuine, almost affectionate
smile, and the young Jedi was taken aback by how gentle that hard, unnatural
face could look.
“You have a lot of spirit; pity it won't help.” the tall man took
a small memo unit from his pocket and threw it on the bed. “Here. If you
show these records to any scientist in the Galaxy he will say the same as I
did.”
Luke caught the memo unit cautiously, without taking his eyes off Dronn.
“Why are you doing this? Why do people hate you?”
“Answering the first question: it's part of my mission. Answering the second
question: people hate us because we prey on humanoids.”
“You prey...?”
Seven hells, how could one travel half of the Galaxy, defeat powerful enemies
such as Darth Vader and Emperor Palpatine and be so ignorant and slow? Julian
Dronn leaned back on his chair and gave a small exhasperated sigh.
“We eat human flesh, we drink human blood.”
“Oh.”
“And once the virus reactivate itself you will either die or become one
of us.”
It took some seconds until the words actually sank in.
Eat human flesh. Drink human blood.
No.
Luke shook his head violently, his eyes wide in panic.
“No!”