Sky

by ThymosPayne

This is my first FanFic (published). I don't want to tell you too much about it because that would just spoil the ending. However, I can tell you that the setting is in the past (Swtor time period). I hope you'll read my little story anyway. Sorry about the bad intro, but I promise the story is better then it initially seems. Rated M for future refs. Thanks - Thymos

1. Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars or any other Lucas art's blah blah blah. Of course George Lucas no longer owns any of it either and without further adieu I'll just jump into my story now.

Chapter I

Intro to Red Wyntaries and Everett Walker

The planet was icy cold. Why anyone bothered with it was a mystery him. Him being General Red Wyntaries, Jedi Knight of the Republic. Born to a noble family, who hung out with the noble crowd, in their noble meetings, filled with noble shit. This being so, Wyntaries was expected to travel to the frigid planet of Hoth, nobly of course, to solve the not so noble deaths that had been reoccurring of late. Or so the letter sent by a concerned nearby settlement leader stated:

Dear Jedi,

There's something out there, in the dark, in the cold. It calls to some of us when the sun goes down, leading them away from home. The next morning, when we gather a search party, there is no longer any trace of them because of the night's snowfall. We cannot wander into the night in fear that the Darkness will swallow us. Please help.

Sincerely,

Nonamadi

The Darkness, as this Nonamadi had so creatively named, was in reality, known to most as Asphix. An urban legend of sorts about a god who lived in the stormiest regions of Hoth. Wyntaries booted up the ships historical data, searching for anything relating to Asphix, demon of the frozen wasteland. As he read through the archives, Wyntaries sighed in frustration.

Topic: Asphix

Description: Snow demon/god

General Location: Hoth

Appearance: Unknown

Tactics: Unknown

Age: Unknown

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Red stopped there, he wasn't getting anywhere by looking up a bunch of "unknowns". The small red light that signaled someone was hailing him started to glare.

"Wyntaries." The Jedi stated.

"Hey Gen, Captain Everett Walker here." The young man's face popped up on the screen near the previously flashing red light. He wasn't actually that much younger than Red himself but Everett's ever present hope created a more lively form of innocence.

"Yes Walker?"

"We're nearing Hoth. Preparing to enter her Base, sir."

"Acknowledged, Captain." Red's way of thanking his crew, "Begin the landing sequence..." He paused, as he realized what the captain had said, "And don't say it like that Vrett. You don't want to give people the wrong impression."

"Sir! Yes, sir!" Walker saluted with a smirk on his face as Red cut the feed, a like minded smirk played across his face as well.