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'Newbie'

Day 1-07:01:11

Syndulla House, Tann province

Unlike most other days of my life, I know very well where I am, and what I'm doing. I have to report to Cham once I'm up. But still, I kept on wondering, if running away from the majority for a noble cause was such a good idea.

I wasn't even planning to join the Movement. When I first had the idea of leaving Earth, I was planning to be a freelance rebel, fighting wherever I go to free the galaxy the best I can. But things were far from I expected, and now I'm waiting to be tested by Cham Syndulla himself and the harsh environments of Ryloth.

I was supposed to be a student, learning from(and being brainwashed by) the Empire and find a decent job and probably have my own servant(aka slave, which is NOT something I'll ever be proud of). But I had to convince myself to stop thinking about it, for I've now got better problems to worry about.

I got up from my rugged mattress on the ground and grabbed my DC-15S leaning against the wall. It wasn't the usual type of blaster seen by the armed forces of the Republic. Instead of having a standard-issued look, it was modded and filled with attachments on it, which was probably the reason I was less of a poor shot.

I reached my backpack with my other arm, swung it onto my back and clipped the straps together, even though half the galaxy taught me that carrying extra weight isn't a good idea.I never really believed in that, and that was thanks to the misery I've encountered before. To me, the contents of my backpack is my lifeline, especially in dry, smoking hot environments like Ryloth.

Before I knew it, I was at the door of Cham's office. It wasn't even really an office. It's more like his own private room. With his name written in twi'leki on the side of the door.

I hit the button next to the door, and it hissed open. Cham was sitting there at his working table, staring at the numerous documents and news report of the Empire and (probably)his contacts within the system.

"Good to see you soldier. We got an operation today. Hope you can keep up. Get yourself ready and go find the rest outside." He said. I didn't pay much attention to his words. I was more worried about taking racism from the veterans head on. I've heard my share of stories of horrid partners and creepy crew mates during my days as a student from my homeworld, and I knew it would most likely be the case here.

But being the rational person I am, I know that slavery is a far worse problem compared to what I'm looking at. I used to read news and reports about the slavery on Ryloth before the Empire banned them, and even those who stood against the system. I admire those people, some say they were foolish, naive, or even arrogant. "...think they could take on half the Galaxy..." That's what my parents used to say to me a lot. At some point they even urged me to find one for myself to make my life 'better'.

But from what I see, the only way to make my life better is to make theirs better. It's what I've signed up for.

I pulled up my balaclava as I walked out the front door towards the Y-wing(or what's left of it), where the other veterans gathered. A few of them glanced at me as I headed towards them, as if I was a criminal or something.

"Over here, Terran!" I heard one of them call. It was Gobi Glie. He's served under Cham's command for almost thirty years. Cham told me he knows a lot, but I didn't expect him to know where exactly I'm from. I joined the vets, and we gathered around a hologram showing what seems to be an imperial outpost. "Same as usual my friends. A hit and run op on this outpost. The people there receive their everyday supplies at 0900, they don't come late, they don't come early."

"By supplies he means food, weapons, ammo, that kind of thing. Just so you know." One of the twi'leks whispered to me. "No stealing critical info?" I asked back. "Watch your mouth, rookie. We already made this mission easier for you." Another twi'lek snapped.

That's an insult. I thought. But I couldn't really say anything, since they use looks to determine one's abilities, and I'm pretty sure I'm far too young to look like I've fought off a whole battalion of stormtroopers just to get myself here.

"We'll go in by blurggs and take the outpost before 0800. Then we'll ambush the supply convoy when they get there and take their ride. Any questions?" The rest looked at each other without making a sound. "Don't worry rookie, we'll be back by noon." Added Gobi. I heard the other twi'leks giggle under their breath, which almost made me laugh as well, almost.

"I'm not." I scoffed in response.

I tried to clear my mind before I hopped onto Groza's back. I've screwed up things for not having a clear mind for more than once, and letting that happen in a gunfight is not something I have in mind. A few minutes later the twi'leks were up and running as well, and we all sprinted off into the unknown, to kick some imperial ass.

Half an hour later...

As we made our approach on the outpost, I saw an energy bolt hurtle just past our heads. It burst into a ball of energy upon impact, putting out the lights of the outpost. "What the hell was that?" I shouted.

"It's an EMP burst. Did we not tell you about that?." Replied the twi'lek next to me. Groza launched itself into one of the stormtroopers. I quickly took this opportunity and jumped off it. The twi'lek who taunted me(his name is Nordon, I think)followed. My gunfight instincts kicked in as I shot two stormtroopers just five yards away from me. The fight intensified as I ducked behind a disabled speeder. I noticed that my sense of existence was a lot lower than any of my teammates. Nobody even noticed that I was peeking out from the speeder.

I pointed my blaster at the top of the complex, towards several stormtroopers holed up there. I unleashed a series of two to three round bursts into them. I got two of them, the surviving ducked out of sight. I looked below, still, none of the stormtroopers noticed me at all.

I hooked my blaster on the side of my vest and pulled out my sidearm, a DC17 pistol. "I have 50 shots." I told myself. "Make it count."

I jumped over the speeder, and sprinted towards the horde of stormtroopers. I scanned them quickly, there were 6 of them out there. I started off by gunning down the one on the far right, and simultaneously struck another two on the head, knocking them out of consciousness. One shifted his attention to me, which resulted in a vibroblade in his throat. At last I launched a sidekick into one of the remaining stormtroopers. He shouted and collided into the other stormtrooper, and everything went quiet.

The two stormtroopers on the over watch fired at me. I grabbed the body of one of my victims and managed to block most of the shots. As I as about to fall, one of the stormtroopers was suddenly hit by a blue bolt that came out of nowhere, and so did the other after he was distracted. It must be a sniper. I thought. But who the heck is this guy? No one ever bothered to mention him.

"Not bad for your first day." Commented Gobi. "Let's get inside before they can contact anyone." Nordon took out a detonator from his pocket and planted it on the blast doors of the complex. The rest of us leaned against the wall on either side of the doors, fingers poised on the trigger.

"Fire in the hole." Whispered Nordon as the timer of the detonator hit zero. All the rhydonium inside it was unleashed on the lock. Nordon and I pulled the door open, and the rest rushed inside, overwhelming the stormtroopers and officers inside.

There was a stairwell at the end of the hallway we breached into. The twi'leks stacked up. "Hey newbie, take point. You're good at close quarters, right?" Asked Goll. He was one of the less experienced members in the Movement, which makes him a lot less unfriendly too. "I can manage." I replied to him as I rushed up the stairs. I slammed my blaster into the officer at the top of the stairwell and unloaded a volley of laser bolts into the rest of the imps, forcing them to duck wherever they can.

I scored a lucky shot on one of the stormtroopers. The twi'leks moved up the stairs one after another, picking off everyone else in the room. "All clear. Crost, Krev, Nordon. Take position on the over watch. Goll, you follow me to the armoury on the ground floor, I'll tell you what to do." Ordered Gobi. "Good thing we brought you here kid. Get inside one of those outfits and wait for them to come. You know what to do."

"Yes sir." I replied. As I crouched and pulled off the stormtrooper armour piece by piece, I heard Gobi speaking on his comlink. "The outpost is secure, general. We're waiting for the transport, over." He paused for a while. As I put on the last piece of the armour, I heard him speaking again. "Thanks for the assist, Numa. Keep an eye out and tell us when you see the transport."

"Who's Numa?" I asked, even though I already knew she was no different from the vets who are constantly trying to mess with me. "A newbie in the movement, just like you." Nordon replied and poked my head with his finger.

"Noted." I sighed as I walked out the front door in my stormtrooper armour. My orders were to wait outside until the convoy reached the outpost. Another long thirty minutes for me.