«Forward! We’re warriors of God and we’re gonna fight untill the end. The word will show us the way. With his armor, we will receive victory.»
«Isha! Isha!» Hagar was shaking in her younger sister, «Isha wake up! You are talking in your sleep again.»
The twelve year old opened her eyes, «What a blessed dream.» she looked around, «Huh?» before quickly sitting up, «Where… where are we?» her eyes scanned the room, the table before them, the walls and the couch wich they were on.
«I guess we’re still on Coruscant. In the same room that Skywalker told us to wait, but I think we must both have fallen asleep while he was gone.» she studied the stuff wich were placed on the table, «It looks like he has been here with things. But I wonder why we didn’t notice him.»
Isha also put her gaze to look at them, before exclaiming,
«Hot chocolate!» and reach her hands towards one off the cups.
«Isha, waith…» Hagar hesitated, but Isha had already put it to her mouth and took a large sip,
«It tastes pretty nice, Hagar.» she said with chocolate around her mouth, «You should take yours too.» nodding to the other cup.
«We don’t know if it’s safe too drink…»
«Nonsense.» Isha bursted out with as she poured in more of the drink in delight.
«Well…» the door opened, and that Jedi from yesterday came walking in, carrying on a bundle of clothes.
«Good morning, girls.» he said with a smile.
Hagar stared confused at him, before rubbing her eyes,
«Is it morning?»
Skywalker laughed warmly,
«Yes. You have been asleep for hours.»
Isha put her cup down, and leaned in close to her older sister,
«Huh?»
«We don’t remember falling asleep.» Hagar said. Holding her gaze at him as he laid down the bundle of clothes on the table.
«That’s okay. I brought you some new clothes.»
«We don’t need new clothes.» Isha burst out with, embracing her poor rag, «We have our clothes with the pirates.»
Skywalker just smiled amazed at her,
«You want me too go out while you change?»
Hagar stood up, reached out her hand towards the bundle, felt the texture with her fingers,
«These are Jedi-robes.» she exlaimed in wonder, «But… we can’t take them. We aren’t worthy too dress up in those.»
«Nonsense and stupidity.» he replied, walking towards the door again, «Just say if you want something else. I be right outside the door.» And then he stepped out off the room and were gone. The door closed shut.
Isha moved towards the little bundle, taking one tunic up in her hands,
«Should we take them?»
«If that Jedi insist. Which I think he does.»
«Allright then.» She grabbed the clothing with her, and moved to one corner of the room. Were she began to pull her rag over her head.
«Say if you want me to help you Isha.» Hagar called from the couch.
«No thanks. I be just fine.»
Hagar decided to try the other cup of hot chocolate and lifted it carefully towards her mouth. Isha came walking towards her in her new clothing,
«I think it fits me.» she said proudly.
«That’s great.» sipping chocolate.
«Why don’t you take yours on, and we’ll be alike.»
«Yeah.» setting the cup down, «Maybe I shall do that.»
«I don’t feel like a pirate-girl anymore.» Isha proclaimed as Hagar went over to the corner to change, «I feel… I feel like a honorable Jedi.»
Hagar smiled as she put on the tunic and robe
«That’s all have to do with the clothing I think.» she let her hand run through her hair, «I wonder who it belongs too.»
«They’re all new.» Skywalker said, who came walking into the room again. Hagar wondered if he had been listening to their chat.
«What’s your name, Sir?» Isha wanted to know, but the Jedi didn’t seem to want to reveal it proper to them. He just gave them a smile, saying,
«You can call me Skywalker.» he let out with, «It’s Master Skywalker for you two.»
The sisters huddled close together,
«I wonder what that means…?» Isha mumbled.
«You want a tour?» He asked. And they silently nodded in insecurity.
«Then follow me.» he made a gesture with his arm towards the door, and Hagar and Isha slowly walked past him, as they clinged to each other.
«I…» Hagar began with a lump in her throat as the door closed behind them, «I think there’s been a misunderstanding or a mistake, kind sir.» she swallowed, «We were originally on our way home, and…»
Skywalker shaked his head,
«No mistake, girls.» he stated, «I have gotten everything out of Hondo. He relieved everything for me.» he breathed out, «I know everything about Zygeria, the false pirate-hood, and everything what it is to know.»
Isha stopped up, as sorrow entered her face,
«Our crew-ment wasen’t false.» she said with a tiny voice, «It was very much real. The pirates were our family.»
«I’m afraid the rest of us don’t see it that way.» he said putting an arm around her.
«But…»
«Besides, your real family are on they way here. We have contacted your father, and he too knows everything now.»
Isha widened her eyes, a joyous feeling entered through Hagar,
«Abid.» she mumbled relieved.
«But…» Isha wondered, «Does that mean… are we going home to our planet then?»
Skywalker let his hand rest on her shoulder,
«Coruscant will be our new home now.» he stated, «You’re all going to live here now. You’re all going to serve a better purpose than the pirates could ever give you.»
Isha put her hands up to her eyes,
«I… I don’t understand…» looking confused up at him.
Skywalker sighed slowly, before continuing, explaining
«Both Master Koon and Master Windu has volunteered to take each of you girls as their Apprentice.» he paused, studying them, «Because the force-powers that we discovered that you have, it does matter. And with it, comes great responsibility. We’re gonna make sure that that gift’s stays a blessing and do not become a curse.»
The two sisters looked at each other,
«What about Abid?» they asked.
Skywalker smiled,
«We’re gonna put him in a Youngling-clan, which would be for the best. And your father, he’ll just will be around.»
Isha tried to stare him down, with her intense, blue, eyes. Suddenly she burst out with,
«Ay! ay! We are pirates! We don’t even know what it means.»
Skywalker stared surprised at her, but Hagar took her close by an embrace, saying in agreement,
«Once a pirate, always a pirate. No one can take that from us.»