Hello there! First off, I just want to thank everyone who has been so supportive of my first Star Wars fic. This time around, a great friend of mine are starting a Co-Op Star Wars Fan Fiction story, and this is the prologue of my character, who you will meet soon!
As with most of my stories, we try and keep it as canon as possible. But it is still fan fiction, so don't be hatin' if we slip up a little. =)
Without further ado, here's the first chapter in "Will of the Force"! Enjoy!
Chapter 1
"Shaak! Activate the front boosters now!" a blue furred man shouts.
"Yes Master!" An older teenage woman shouts back at him. She reaches out and flips a switch as the ship moans around them.
With no positive response from the vessel, the man frowns. It's useless… "Shaak, prepare yourself for impact."
The Togruta turns to face him, shock written across her face. She says nothing, and does as he commands. She quickly seats herself at the back of the ship's cabin and straps herself in. "What about you, Master?" her voice is shaking.
"Don't worry about me. I need to get this ship down in as few pieces as possible." He slides forward in pilot seat and continues to struggle with the control panel.
Shaak Ti bites her lip as the ground below them continues to come closer.
Before anything more can be said, the limp ship collides with the ground. The impact echoes off the mountains as flames spurt from the rear engines.
The young togruta forces open her eyes as smoke seeps through the door beside her. Her heart is racing as she scans the room for her master. "Alto!" she desperately cries out.
"Sh…Shaak…!" a muffled voice calls from the wreckage of the control panel.
Without hesitation, Shaak jumps from her seat and runs to her master's aid. She grabs onto his wrists and pulls him toward the back of the cabin. "Master, just hold on."
Shaak summons the force and opens the back door exit, causing smoke to flood into the cabin. She lifts her Master onto her shoulder and takes a deep breath. Alto nervously tightens his grip on her arm as she rushes forward into the body of the ship.
Using her free arm, Shaak Ti fumbles with the side door panel in the black smoke. Realizing the controls were shot, she reaches to the force once more and pushes to the door open as it collapses to the ground below. With a tight grip on her beloved master, she leaps from the door frame and regains her footing several yards away.
Breathing heavily, she lays her weakened friend on the ground and looks back at the ship. It lies in pieces as the engines in the back collapse onto the ground, spurting flames. Shaak Ti heaves a sigh, and sits down beside her master.
Alto Sunfell, Shaak Ti's Nelvaanian master, slowly sits up beside her and turns away from the wreckage. "You…you have done well, my padawan."
Shaak smiles gently, and wipes sweat from her brow. "Thank you, Master."
Alto grins at the ship, "Well, I don't think we'll be leaving any time soon. We best try and find any of this planet's locals. The Togruta nods in agreement, and she helps her master onto his feet.
Shaak Ti closes her eyes, and uses her small montrails to sense around her. Suddenly, her face lights up underneath the smudges. "Master! There are some sort of people north of here," she points in the direction confidently.
"Very well," Alto smiles, but Shaak can see the pain in his eyes. The duo presses forward into the wilderness, with the padawan at her masters side.