Who: Meetra Surik What: A Wound in the Force When/where: Some when in a galaxy far far away Status: Complete Rating PG-13
She'd never seen anything like it. Or felt it. Ally and enemy alike, ripped to shreds, their life force snuffed out like a candle. A hundred, a thousand, tens of thousands. Friends, comrades, foes she'd grown to respect, the weapon didn't discriminate. Life snuffed out, the Force itself wounded. The effect of each death rippled through the Force and straight into her. She screamed, and clawing her way out of her own death something snapped within her.
Her connection to the force was gone. Though she ached, she no longer felt ten thousand deaths as if they were her own.
Instead there was this vast emptiness inside her heart, an isolation worse than any she could imagine.