Realm of the storm
Ventress scoffed, while Zilla tried to comfort her,
«Enough of this!» the witch barked, «Go, scatter, get lost.»
But Zilla sighed and just shaked her head,
«I won’t leave you like this, your highness. Even if the other’s do.»
«And why is that?» she was holding her hand over the place where the bullet had hit.
«You’re the only family I got,» Zilla began, «And you never lost faith in me… I want to return the favor.»
Ventress stared at her,
«Really?» she tilted her head, «Are you sure you’re in your right mind? That I haven’t cast a spell on you?»
Zilla furrowed her brow,
«Why would you do that?»
Ventress placed a hand on her shoulder,
«Go and find the others.» she said, «Follow Anakin and Ahsoka back to the their realm.»
Zilla gave her a confused look,
«But I want to follow you,» she protested, «You’re everything I have.»
The Mayor stared her into the eyes,
«If I really mean that much to you, you have to let me go.»
«But…»
«No but… You go now…» pushing her aside, «Hurry, before its to late…»
«I will remember this.» Zilla said, «I will always remember you…»
«I’m not your family,» Ventress tried to end, «They are: Anakin and Ahsoka.»
«That’s not true, because I first knew you.»
«I would keep that in mind.» She nodded, «Goodbye.»
And before Zilla could do anything more, a storm came and swept her away.
Swept everything away.