saving private panaka
Chapter One
Memorial
Panaka walked down the lane in the forest, oblivious to his family and friends behind him. Typho was the closest to him; he heard him pant as he walked stubbornly to the graveyard; there was always a mission, even in life, outside of war.
Typho noticed that Panaka was getting old. He wasn't exactly old, but he looked and acted like it. Panaka was in his thirties, Typho in his twenties. They had both served in the war, but Panaka suffered worse from it. Although Typho lost his eye because of the war (flying shrapnel hit him in the Battle for Naboo Beach), physical pain does not compare to emotional and spiritual pain.
They finally reached the graveyard. Hundreds of thousands of memorial stones stood, motionless, careless, breathless. There was a variety of tombstones: some were just regular tombstones, some were Gungan, and many were Naboo.
One in the center of it all was slightly bigger than the rest. It was big enough to be a memorial itself. There was a placeholder to the side of it, and in it were flowers, cards, pictures...and a pair of lightsabers.
Engraved, it read:
"Captain Jean Muller, Leader of the Army of the Naboo, Jedi Knight, and Friend".
Panaka reached this tombstone. He looked at it for several seconds, then burst into tears and collapsed. His family rushed to comfort him, Typho reaching him first.
Panaka just laid there, and he remembered...