AN: So this is my telling of Star wars rebls series of Earth. A Modern tale of how the crew met and created there makeshift family. I know it has been done before by many mazing writers. But this is how I am telling it. Hope all enjoy the ride this story is bound to put you on emotionally. Without further explanation; Here is Earth Wars Rebels.
Our story takes place on Earth, a planet with multiple different tundra's from hot burning sand valleys to frozen cold terrains; countries surrounded by roaring seas and others full of multiple mountains that reach to the heavens.
On this world there are no multi-specie aliens, no space ships that can jump from planet to planet, and no magic sword wielding knights. Earthlings drive cars, carry phones if they wish to communicate with one another. Advanced science such as cloning and massive nuclear weapons exists on this planet, but that is as far as Earth's technology goes. It may seem like an ideal place to live, but it's dark past has caused corruption to reign on this planet.
One time on Earth, the world was ruled by the World Republic, where the leaders of countries such as Alderan, Tatoonie, Lothal, Ryloth, and a multitude of other countries that have made up the world since the beginning of time. This republic was kept in line thanks to the Jedi order, a specialized international police force where those shown to be gifted with an intuition none could ever quite understand would be trained to protect the world's citizens, and keep peace on Earth with their "force gene'. With the help of the Clones, specialized soldiers who genetic code consisted of following orders to fight and serve the Republic. This system worked for years, until Senator Palentine entered the republic.
Palentine, corrupted by his lust of power, went down a dark path that would cause grown men to have nightmare's. B manipulating the Senate to name himself supreme Chancellor, he renamed himself supreme Emperor. As Emperor he had the Clones turn on the Jedi, who massacred a multitude of them so they would not stand in his way. With the Clones under his control, they forcefully followed his order to enforce his laws. All countries now suffer under his dictatorship.
His followers of his party, the imperials, ensure the high taxes are paid, that no uprising occurs on his world.
As for the Jedi, if any are found he sends his specially trained inquisitors to terminate them.
Earth appears to be a bleak planet to live on. With a daily threat of the troopers coming into their homes and taking not only their few possessions but themselves into custody. All seems lost. But there are a few out there who are against the Imperial reign. These rebels have something that most believe is lost to them forever; hope.
Kanan looked out the window of the bus he was riding. After hours of riding, he was finally there, Lothal. Though it was a bittersweet situation for Kanan to be in Lothal.
A small country that consisted of nineteen million people. The main export was once fish, but after a drought that devastated the country, the exports turned into whatever farms could grow on the land, and the imperial weaponry that the Empire had built in Lothal kept few in business.
Kanan just sighed as he looked out the window to see the country side of the country he decided to call home, for now. The grass was an unhealthy brown color that no farm animals would touch, pillars of boulders were scattered across the land, like a multitude of sculpture that showed some landscape for the flat lands.
Kanan was not the bit surprised, he had heard that Lothal was the pit of the outer countries, but actually looking at it up close from his seat on the bus made him more depressed about his situation.
Yet again he was heading to another country to hide from his past, his shame. Kanan had lost count of the countries he has been to, but he is sure he must have set a record of some kind. The life on the run had the same routine; go to a country, get a job that pays a reasonable amount, and stay under the radar until it was time to move to avoid being noticed.
Kanan was reaching Capitol City, and the site made Kanan feel uneasy, every mile into the city was littered with Troopers, citizens looking away from them out of fear of the possible repercussions.
The city while huge, was so littered the side walk was barley there. The citizens who should be in a hurry and happy with where they were going were slow and look liked they had the life sucked out of them (the imperials there was the next worst thing).
"Welcome to Capitol City of Lothal" said the too cheerful the bus driver, taking Kanan away from his gloomy thoughts.
Kanan like the rest of the citizens on the bus got their bags and got off at the station. Kanan carried his duffle off and got off. Wondering if he would even last a week in Lothal.
He didn't know what to expect; the city smelled like any other city, the noise was relatively loud. I guess he kind of hoped the country might offer him something else, something different. Kanan was lost in his thoughts of despair.
What Kanan didn't expect though was being run down by some punk kid.
As Kanan fell, he was able to catch himself on his hands, the wind being half knocked out of him. Kanan guessed he hadn't been practicing his training for some time.
"Oops, sorry mister," said the voice of some kid, the one who ran into him, "I didn't see you there." The lad took Kanan's arm to help him up. Kanan didn't even get a good look at his face, only his dark blue tinted hair before the kid ran off.
"That was…" Kanan was thinking how weird and rude the kid was. When he reached for his duffle bag he realized what had just happened.
"Wait a sec!" Kanan took off to where the kid ran off to. He had a hard time finding him, but out of the corner in his eye he saw the fast blue haired brat.
"KID!" Kanan yelled as he ran after him. But the supposed kid was faster as he weaved around the cluttered citizens with ease. The boy finally turned into an alley way. As Kanan turned into it to corner the kid, he couldn't find him. But he did notice his wallet on the ground.
Kanan was pissed. Less than five minutes in this outer country and he had been robbed by some punk like he used to do to others. Kanan's anger though turned to surprise though. When he looked into his wallet, only five of his fifty credits were gone. Even his credit and debit card were there.
"Who is he?" Kanan thought to himself. Because whoever he was, he wasn't your typical pickpocket.
His first five minutes in the city and already something happened. Most would take getting pickpocketed as a bad omen. Kanan though couldn't help but feel something when the kid ran off, something familiar. Whatever it was, Kanan knew he had to stick around, just for a bit to see if it was a good or bad thing in this country. one thing he could already tell about Lothal; it was bound to be interesting.