just so everyone knows, I'll be deleting most of my old stories since I have a new idea that will require a complete reset in the stories. events happen after twilight of the apprentice
Ezra sat in his and zeb's shared room, looking at the red holocron that took so much just to get. "this had better be worth it." he thought, channeling all the anger, all his rage, all his pain, all his guilt. there were too many losses and it was all his fault. he was the one who trusted maul, he was the one who got ahsoka killed because she protected him against Vader, he was the reason kanan was blind, all because of a stupid holocron that probably much use now since they no longer had inquisitors after them. for a moment, it glowed red, then white as it opened, Ezra opening his own eyes to see if it was working.
a young fifteen year old girl with natural dark blue hair with red and purple highlights in it and a mix between electric and midnight blue eyes awoke to the sound of yelling and glass shattering. she rolled her eyes and got out of the uncomfortable bunk bed, ignoring the blood where her shoulder had been moments before, not even caring about the pain she felt on her face, and not noticing the burn of a nonexistent lightsaber across her chest. she walked into the room where all the noise was coming from to find three boys all carrying lightsabers and surrounding a single teenaged girl, around sixteen or seventeen, with deep red hair in a plain bob, golden yellow eyes, and wore a simple tank top and shorts, all black. the small fifteen year old immediately reacted. she grabbed the standard red inquisitor blade and threw it in the boys' direction, grabbing their attention without delay. "the hell is going on here?" she hissed, staring at the boys with a threatening glare. one of them, the leader, a human with light brown hair, cruel green eyes, and freckles that the girl wanted to slap off his stupid face spoke first, "well, deary, we were simply having a chat with your friend over here." his voice was as cruel as his eyes, which narrowed as he spoke, and his mouth turning upwards in a cruel smile every time he spoke.
"leave eight alone and go back to bed." she growled, showing pitch black wings with blood stains running down them and sharp metal shards showing from in between a few feathers. stains running down them and sharp metal shards showing from in between a few feathers. the she caught her lightsaber easily and turned on the other side, ready to attack if need be. the other two boys, a blue twi'lek and another human with black hair a brown eyes both turned tail and ran out of the room, apologizing as they left, taking her seriously.
the remaining boy was not surprised in the lightest when they chose to flee though he had urged them to stand their ground if shadow had showed up. "oh and what will you do? adorable me into submission?" he said in a sweet but mocking tone.
"I can put you back in the medical bay for worse this time, and you know it." she replied, her eyes becoming slightly slitted.
"oh, I'm so scared." he said with the same tone, taking a step towards her. "but, of course, your boyfriend will probably double team me if I hurt his precious princess of death." he turned off his lightsaber, did a mocking bow, and started to walk out, only to stop at the doorway "goodnight, your highness." he said, then walked out.
sarah woke up to knocking on her room door. the seventeen year old, green eyed brunette got up to open it, finding a late twenty year old woman with dark brown hair and teal eyes standing at the door, looking worried. "bad dream?" sarah asked, letting the woman in. the woman nodded. "same one as before?" sarah went to go make some caf on the small desk area next to the door
"unfortunately so." the woman sighed, her eyes seeming a bit dull.
"you know, maria, I could always just go inside your dreams, help you sleep better." sarah said lightly.
"no, that won't be necessary, you need to sleep as much as I do." maria insisted
"you mean sleep that i'm not getting?" sarah mumbled under her breath, bringing two cups of caf over to where maria sat, one for her, one for maria. "so, iolen is getting better. she'll be back in the fight in a few weeks, which is perfect timing, i'm starting to get bored of all thise medic stuff. I kinda want to fight." sarah said brightly as maria took a cup but then nearly dropped it.
"what will warper say?" she asked, looking at sarah with an eyebrow raised
"who cares what she says? this is my decision, not hers." sarah said stubbornly, taking a sip.
"she's your moth-"
"she's not my mother!" sarah snapped, cutting her friend off. "oh no, she's just my adoptive
mother because my real mother didn't want me." she said bitterly, slamming the cup down on a table.
maria finished her drink, slightly alarmed by the seventeen year old's sudden outburst, and walked out. "thank you, sarah." she mumbled as she left.
nova let out frustrated scream as she fell on her bed. her father, king of bakedo (random planet I made up) ordered her to "get rid of those stupid highlights" and to "drop that ridiculous name"
it made her so frustrated when her father focused more on how "high class" she acted, rather than her happiness. she got up and stared at the mirror, looking at the gold, pink, and violet purple highlights in her hair, color that she never really saw, being stuck in a castle that preferred a black and white and imperial colors, rather than colors like pink and purple, not even her eyes were colorful, just brown. she traced her hand over the newest highlight, an electric blue streak going down the front of her short hair and swept behind her ear.
the thought of the lack of color only angered her more. she walked towards the large closet, pressed a button on the inside of it, and walked into a whole different room than the closet filled with black and white dresses, this room was covered in spray paint of any color but black and white and smelled hugely of paint, a smell she would much rather smell than the plain clean smell of her bedroom. she picked up the black nontoxic paint splotched bandanna off of a table nearby and opened a small closet meant to only hold necessities like shirts, boots, belts, pants, etc., none of them were alike since each were jut randomly splotched with paint.
she grabbed a shirt, a pair of pants, a belt with a holster for two 270 dart blasters with small darts filled with colorful liquid that only temporarily paralyzed for an hour or two. she took off the bandanna and put on a different on with a voice moderator in it, then put on a large fedora that covered her face at the right angel, covered in paint of course. she put several cans of explosive paint of her personal making on her belt and climbed down a latter near the door, out of sight of some looking from just the door. she had made the ladder and the tunnel leading to the main city when she was around thirteen, wanting to go and explore without people fretting over how she looked or how improper she was, that was two years ago and now she used it for a better and a way more fun thing, destroying imperial stuff. after an hour of walking in the pure dark and feeling the walls to make sure she was going the right way, she finally made it. she tugged down the fedora a bit more and used a grappling hook to get on top of a semi tall building, then she climbed a higher one, then higher and higher until she could see the imperial military complex.
she used her grappling hook to get onto the wall of a complex and took out a guard, then whistled for a whole bunch of storm troopers, who started to shoot at her. she jumped off the wall, rolling on impact with the ground, and planted a paint bomb on a trooper's foot. she moved out of distance of the blast and let out a slight laugh as he tried to get it off. everyone who tried to help got caught in the blast but the worst it did was knock them out and cover them in paint. she didn't leave until everything was covered in paint and all the equipment was destroyed.
"well, it was fun playing catch the weasel with you guys but, unfortunately, I have to go. buh bye!" she said with mock innocence, the voice moderator making her sound a lot older than she really is, looking at the paint covered mess in front of her with pride. she planted one last paint bomb on the wall in front of her and detonated it, then used the explosion as a boost to do a backflip off the wall.
what was left behind, where that last blast was, was an infinity sign with a galaxy behind it, stars everywhere. one of the storm troopers got up, looked at the paint, already drying, and sighed. "I guess we have the night raider's stamp of approval."
rainy and jarrod sat in a bar on coruscant, looking for different targets with a decent amount of pay and a decent time limit. the golden blonde boy, seventeen, pointed at one. "wanted: dead or alive. the night raider, reward is 50,000 credits. sounds like a good idea." he suggested. he looked at rainy for a second before sighing, at the platinum blonde's upset expression we still gotta make a living, rain. plus, who knows, maybe we'll find a lead on savanna while we're there." he said hopefully.
"you say that every time..." the fifteen year old mumbled, taking a drink from the cup of caf in her hand. "we've been looking for years, we haven't found anything about her location or if she's even alive still..."
jarrod gave his sister a side hug and held her there for a minute, rainy didn't resist. "come on, rain, she's a dust, she'll be okay." rainy snuggled deeper into her brother's side until he finally stood up. "we had better go and prep for the morning, we're going to bakedo." he said lightly, almost falling when he tripped on hos own shoe, making rainy laugh a bit.
Diana hit her head against the wall once again. she had been told to wait for the one in charge of the academy after she had gotten into a fight with one of the buffer cadets and shot their foot with a blaster. this was the thirteenth time this month that she was sent into the office for misbehaving, fighting, and causing chaos around the place. her pale blonde hair was put up in a pony tail that hurt when she moved her head too much in a single direction and her pretty blue eyes were anything but filled with happiness, being a cadet for over a year had worn her out.
"Diana jolset, i'm not surprised to see you in here once again." the imperial officer said, lookin at her with a mixture of disappointment and dislike.
"pleasure's not mine." Diana said with an attitude and an eye roll.
"this is the twelfth time this month that you've been sent in here."
"actually thirteen." she added.
he rolled his eyes "thirteen. right. anyway, I am sending you to the barracks so you can pack. you're being taken home."
Diana's jaw dropped. "no, you can't send me back there. if mom finds out that I got kicked out of the imperial academy..." she trailed off. her mother always wanted her to be in imperial ranks and trained Diana since the empire began to make her ready to join the academy and sometimes her training was harsh, even more harsh if she screwed up. getting kicked out of the academy wouldn't break her heart, it would infuriate her.
"too bad, I've already scheduled a ship to take you home." he said rather rudely. "now go pack."
later that night, Diana was putting her stuff away in the bag she came with. she couldn't go back, she'd be a disgrace to her family and she'd never hear the end. she sighed and walked out of the barracks with two storm troopers behind her. when she got ouside, she looked around, then got an idea. she ducked and dripped a storm trooper, stole his weapon, and stunned the other one. she grabbed her stuff and ran, jumping over crates and stuff. she finally got to a speeder and zoomed off just as an alarm sounded.
Layla looked up at the ceiling, the walls were a gray color from the night clouds, though it was only black to her. the wind blew softly though her brown hair, giving a small breeze. she looked to wear the wind was coming from, a small window with a silver blue pane and frame. her unseeing blue eyes looked at it for a moment longer, hoping it would just suddenly appear like she had done that last fourteen years of her life but, once again, was disappointed. she eventually closed her eyes and fell asleep, dreaming of wind flowing around her and moving her into the air.
"rosy!" a redhead male around thirty years old shouted from down stairs.
a redhead female with bright green eyes, freckles, and pale skin drowsily got up to the name and walked over to the kitchen, where her brother was cooking. "what's up, maxie?" she asked grabbing a cup of caf left by the other one and drank a bit of it.
"could you maybe do some toast? oh and we have a job today." he said lightly, making eggs on a pan
"what kind?" rose asked, grabbing a few slices of bread and putting them in the toaster. max grabbed the datapad and gave it to her so she could see, then went back to the eggs. "'credits transfer after local bank gets robbed third time this season. after last night's robbery against the imperial side bank, the city has been deemed unsafe. credits will be transferred all over world.' ... wow" she said, putting the device down
"so I guess I know what we're going to do today." max said with a laugh "oh, and your bread's burning." he said cooly, watching the smoke fill the kitchen with the smell of burnt bread.
"oh crap!"