A New Beginning
It was a peaceful day on the planet Endor. All that could be heard was the chirps and squeals of the wildlife and the ancient drum beats of the local Ewok tribes. That is, it was serene, until a small freighter ship of the YT-2000 class, came hurtling through the atmosphere. All through the surrounding forest, screaming metal could be heard as the ship plummeted down to the planet. All went quite then a very loud crash was heard, accompanied by the sounds of splintering wood and the grinding of metal on ground. After dragging many yards along the ground, the freighter came to a sudden halt. The sounds of frantic animals rose over the forest canopy, accompanied by the slow hissing of cooling metal. The side hatch slowly stuttered open, jamming halfway. A young man of about 20 years of age stepped out. If someone looked upon him, they would see a young handsome man, roughly 5' 10", and a slim yet muscular build with blonde hair falling to about the base of his neck and just above his eyes. He was Captain Satch Mancin, and the ship that had ruined the silence of Endor was the Star Wolf. He slowly stumbled out, coughing wildly. Satch fell to his hands and knees, dizzy from the fall and the heated ship. He stared at the ground for a few moments, collecting himself. Slowly he stood up and turned around quickly, staring in horror. Before him were the twisted remains of his beloved ship. "Jeez...I really did a number on my ship" stated Satch bluntly. He covered his nose with his arm as he runs into the smoking ship. Satch dashed quickly to the cockpit and tried out his scanners. The screen flickered for a moment before going dark. "Damn it!". He knelt down and tugged open the service panel. He peered in, located what he needed and got straight to work. After pulling and rearranging various wires, and adjusts switches, he closed the panel and stood back up, studying the controls. Satch slowly turned a few knobs and the screen flickered to life, lighting the smoky cockpit with a bluish-white glow. "Thank the force the radar is intact, I'd be pretty screwed over if I lost it". Slowly the radar turned, groaning, due to it being damaged slightly from the impact. A small map appeared on the screen, showing the surrounding forest. An odd shape was seen north of his current position. "No doubt that is a base of some sorts...alright, I'll get some food for the trip and head there". he uploaded the map to his datapad and walked back to his living quarters. He packed up essential equipment that would aid him in surviving the hostile forest and left the ship. Satch turned his head north, scanning the jungle. Turning, he strode into the dense forest, unsure of what lies ahead.
Incoming Hostiles
After a long hour of trudging through dense undergrowth, Satch decided to stop for a break. He slowly sat on a log and let out a long, tired sigh, exasperated from the long trek. He pulled out a small ration bar and takes a bite as he looks around slowly. "Mmm...These things taste like cardboard but can't get enough of 'em..." He slowly frowns as he hears the low hum of a fighter's engine. He quickly looks up to see a TIE fighter speed overhead, in a classic search procedure. "Damn it, they must have found my ship and probably ripped her apart looking for me". He shoved the rest of the bar into his mouth and stood up quickly. Satch checked his datapad and continued north to the base that he hopes is there. After what seemed like ages, he came to a clearing with a small outpost at the far side. Satch pulled out his electrobinoculars and slowly scans the base. Men and women of various species milled about, carrying boxes to a large shuttle. It seemed they were evacuating the base, due to the new Imperial presence. Satch hurried along, following the forest around the clearing until he was just behind the base where he spotted a small XJ3 X-wing starfighter. He pulled his blaster from its holster slowly and glances around quickly, spotting only one guard near the ship, facing towards the base. Slowly, Satch snuck out from the cover of the jungle, heading towards the lone guard. His arm raised slowly and he let out a quick shot, neutralizing the guard. He peered around anxiously, hoping no one heard the shot. Luckily, over the constant moving of the bases inhabitants and their activities, it was not heard. Satch dashed to the ship and jumped into the cockpit. Slowly he studied the controls, familiarizing himself with them. "This must be the commander's personal fighter, this baby is brand new!". He started to flip switches, activating the fighter. Unbeknownst to Satch, the Commander, who was off to check on his ship, noticed a man jumping into his ship and cried out in alarm; three guards rush to Commander Lanek. "There's an unidentified man in my ship and...a dead guard! We got hostiles!" Yelled Lanek at the three soldiers as they stare at him. Two guards rush to the fighter as the third rushes to the base to gather more troops incase there are more enemies in the jungle. Frowning, Satch looks out of the cockpit and notices the two guards rushing towards him. Quickly, he pulls his gun out and lets loose a volley of laser fire. One soldier gets hit in the leg, the laser ripping a hole in his leg and cooking the surrounding flesh; he falls with a cry of agony. The other guard dove behind a pile of crates, popping up on occasion to fire off two shots before ducking back down. Satch ducked down as best he could and lowered the cockpit window. He fumbled over the controls until he found the lever for shields and quickly turned them on to full. He peaks out the window at the guard, who is laying heavy fire on the ship, but to no avail. Grinning, Satch lifts the ship from its pad and quickly skims over the treetops, away from the base. Checking scanners, he made sure the Imperials were not in the immediate vicinity and blasted up through the atmosphere. "Best get to Tatooine...I have a friend I need to visit..."