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Star Wars: Dark One's Chapter 1
("The Force. Such a powerful thing it is, one can destroy planets and control galaxies at their fingertips. Many many years ago the darkness rose up, the forces of light stood ready to defend the innocent. Sadly it was not enough, the our only hope left in the world Luke Skywalker fell to Lord Vader and the Emperor. Shortly after the rest of the rebel forces were quickly and swiftly hunted down by Vader and his army and wiped out. My great great ancestor Jedi master Yoda, strong with the force was he. Sadly he passed long before the fall of the jedi. None remain, not the light side nor the rebels, only the dark side.)
(Planet: Kamino)
The planets appearance and inhabitants have changed. Large cities and building replace the hospitals and sick bay's. People in hoods and Wookie's now dwell therein.
Two hooded figures are seen walking through the city, light sabers at their side.
"..." The older man sits at a bar, his young friend sits beside him.
The bartender walks out, he is not human but also not wookie. His appearance seems to be a mixture of the two, a hybrid of sorts.
He speaks in a very deep raspy voice. "Your young friend here is looks underage. I'm gonna need to see some I.D. from the both of you."
"Of course." The older gentleman pulled out two empire state official passes. "Will these do."
The wookie man began to sweat. "Y...your Jedi. W...what are you doing here?"
"It's official business. I'll take a whiskey. My friend will have nothing."
The bartender pours a glass and gives it to the man. "It's on the house, free of charge."
"Thank you." He drinks the whiskey.
The bartenders eyes shift to the young man who's been sitting quietly this whole time. "And um what will you be having sir?"
The young man stayed silent. Then finally he spoke up. "I'll take a hybrid's head." He quickly grabs his lightsaber and cuts the bartenders head clean off.
The older gentleman finishes his whiskey. "Ah. Thank you for your services."
The two walk out and continue on their way.
(Planet: Hoth)
The two Jedi walk through the frozen winter tundra. They stop in a small hut and sit by an open fire.
"...Master. How did I do today." The young Jedi asked.
His master sat for a while gathering his thoughts. "...Your killing has gotten much better. But you still lack discipline. Cracking a joke to your target before killing them can leave you wide open. Do you understand Zakara?"
"Yes master.