Nomi's sleep was fitful. In her dream she saw the burning academy and a black-clad figure with a helmet and a bizarre mask hiding the face completely.
The figure wielded a cross guarded lightsaber, which looked imperfect, because it had a choppy blade. They looked like the cross guards, she had seen on old weapons in a museum on Coruscant.
But despite the lightsaber's obvious imperfection the figure killed one Jedi pupil after the other. Suddenly she saw Tasherit attacking the figure with activated lightsaber.
They fought, but the assailant was stronger than her and hold the upper hand. Tasherit fell to the ground and looked up, anticipating the killing stroke.
It seemed she had sensed something, when she despite her obviously fear of death wrinkled her forehead. "Ben?" She said nothing else, only this name.
Her adversary hissed angrily: "This name doesn't mean anything to me. I am Kylo Ren. And now prepare to face the Force." He lifted the lightsaber for the killing stroke, when Dash jr.
leapt with activated lightsaber between them. Kylo's lightsaber swished down...
Nomi had awoke with a scream. Being half asleep she heard Luke's starting X-wing. She fumbled for Dash, but his part of the bed was empty.
When she was about to leave the cabin, her husband came her way. "The kid has wanted to go. I don't know whereto. He gave me this.
" Then he mumbled: "We should never have sent our children to him at this damn academy."
"Yes, maybe it had would been better, Dash. But who else should have taught them the ways of the Force?"
Dash shrugged and looked at his wife with a knowing look.
"Oh no, Darling, certainly not me."
Thoughtful she turned the antique data store in her hand, Dash had gave her.
"What's this, Dash?"
"I've no idea. But Luke asked me that you bring this thing to a man named Lor San Tekka on Jakku."
Nomi looked quizzically at her husband.
"I don't know why he doesn't hands it over by himself. If it was up to me, we would better search for our children." Dash sighed. "Why are we always in such mess?"
During breakfast Dash's faithful droid Leebo came in.
"Nomi, there had some New Republic officer sent a message."
Nomi Darklighter interrupted her meal that she had prepared after an old recipe of Master Yoda and cast a glance at the droid. The old droid staggered slightly.
There seemed something wrong with his balance sensors. But this wasn't her problem. Leebo was Dash's droid and he should take care of this issue. Deliberately she continued eating.
The New Republic doesn't cared for her and her family for years, had forgotten about them. So it doesn't matter, if the ominous officer have to wait a little bit longer for an answer.
"It had sounded urgent, Nomi."
Dash nudged his wife with the elbow. "Maybe they know something about our children."
Nomi shook her head. "The triplets and Tasherit would have contacted us. Why should they contact the New Republic?"
But she stood up nevertheless heading to the tiny com unit situated in a corner and settled in front of it.
The transmission was hardly audible and the officer's image flickered.
"Comman... Darkl..." Nomi adjusted the decrepit com unit, dating from the era of the Galactic Civil War and started the recorded message again.
Now the image, showing a young man, was stable and the message was loud and clear.
'Commander Darklighter' - it was long ago when she was addressed by her rank the last time.
The officer continued: "Your attendance at Hosnian Prime is required. You should come without delay. Major Starr, over!"
Nomi reclined thoughtful in the small chair standing before the com unit.
This Major Starr was young, too young for having combat experience. Certainly one of those so called victory kids, conceived in the flush of victory after the Battle of Endor.
Nomi hated those automatic promotions, that were common since the end of the Rebellion and the inception of the New Republic.
She had earned her rank through combat missions as pilot and sighed when she thought at the many friends and comrades she had lost during such missions.
It were hard times and the fight against the Empire had a high blood toll in the ranks of the Alliance.
And what for? Even on Dagobah they knew about the politics on the new Capitol planet Hosnian Prime.
The senate was divided in Centrists and Populists, who accused each other, when something was in a sorry state.
Those arguments and intrigues had cost Senator Leia Organa her appointment and had hindered her candidacy for the newly created position of the First Senator.
A senator named Lady Carise Sindian had played intel in the hands of a young unexperienced Centrists senator which revealed that Leia was Darth Vader's daughter.
Nomi recalled vividly the look on Leia's face, when she had reported her, how the senate members had reacted to Senator Ransolm Casterfo's revelation.
She had trusted Casterfo, even almost seen a friend in him. And he stabbed her in front of the whole senate in a metaphorical sense a vibro knife in the back. Leia became a persona non grata.
Nobody, with some exceptions wanted to be seen with the daughter of the loathsome Darth Vader. Leia's merits during the Rebellion doesn't counted any longer.
In Tai-Lin Karr the Populists found a new candidate for the post as First Senator, who fell shortly afterwards victim to an assassination performed by an Imperial sympathizer.
According to Leia certain files were manipulated so Casterfo was as alleged accomplice extradited to his home planet for trial.
She was pretty sure that he was sentenced to death because of high treason.
The irony in this sad affaire was that Casterfo himself had voted for the reintroduction of death penalty on Riosa.
Leia was sure, that there would be a new war and that Senator Casterfo was its first innocent victim. Maybe Nomi would learn more on Hosnian Prime.
Early in the morning Nomi and Dash had prepared for the flight. Leebo carried the last crate aboard the Outrider. Nomi clipped her lightsaber at her belt, when Dash entered the little bunk.
He grinned broadly. "Seems you can't wait to go to Hosnian Prime, Darling."
His wife casted a mischievous look at him. "Have you ever seen that I jump, when someone snap his fingers? Hosnian Prime and the New Republic can wait. Our old friend's assignment comes first.
Furthermore is Jakku on our way. It will be better if you carry your blaster, Dash."
Still grinning Dash pointed at the heavy blaster in a holster dangling from his belt.
"My baby comes with me. You know how careful I am."
Dash slumped in the Outrider's pilot seat shortly afterwards. After a rigorous systems check he started the engines, while Nomi settled down in the co-pilot's seat.
The freighter slowly lifted in Dagobah's cloudy sky. When they reached the jump point, Dash punched Jakku's co-ordinates in and they entered hyperspace.