Hi everyone StoryMan1 here. I have come to the wonderful world of fan to bring you my stories from Deviantart and bring them here. 2 reasons why; 1: i'm not getting that many views and credit on my page, and 2: I'm scared Article 13 could be the death of Deviantart. For that I bring my storys from there to here. This story was made with love and awesomeness so plz no hate. With all being said, I will update when I get the chance and I'll see ya'll later!
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Prologue
I remembered it as if it was yesterday, considering that I became unconscious from the fight… I was leaving the base in my snowspeeder with my co-pilot Jeylk to deal with an imperial attack. We were dealing with AT-AT walkers, the biggest and baddest weapons the Empire made, besides the Death Star. I remember heading towards the walker's legs, so we could tow cable it. But instead of us hitting it, it hit us from the sides. Our ship kept going far from the battle, heading for a huge rock. I looked over my shoulder and called out to Jeylk, but wasn't waking up. "Jeylk, Jeylk its me Clonner", I said, "we need to g-" and then darkness. I thought we heading towards death.
I woke up, seeing a light, thinking this was the good sight of the afterlife (the guys back at the base called it Heaven, the most beautiful place ever). I tried moving towards the light, but I was unable to move. Another thing that surprised me was the smell, instead of wonderful scents, it smelled like smoke. I soon realized the light was the sun and the smell was sparking wires.
I screeched like a mynock being shot, when I saw the sparks. I panicked as I reached for the 'eject' button. When the glass was fully lifted, water dripped on my head, but I was more focused on escaping. I jumped out of the cockpit and landed on the ground, it was covered in snow. I never thought in my years as a pilot that I'd ever be thankful for the ground, more or less. Though the snow is a soft landing, it got in my suit and helmet, freezing me.
As I got up, I looked back at the speeder, which was in horrible condition. And then it caught on fire…. Knowing my co-pilot was now gone, I went and looked at the horizon. But I didn't have time for scenery. I took of my helmet and started activating the communicator to call the base for a pick up. "Echo Base, this is black 2 calling in. My speeder has crashed and my co-pilot is down. Calling in for a search and rescue. I need a pick up and if possible a medic droid, over." There was no reply, just static. I tried again, "Echo Base, do you copy?" Again, static.
I had so many questions. Did the Empire win the battle? How long have I been out cold? Am I the only Rebel on the entire planet? I knew something was up… and I'm gonna find out, Empire or not. So I went to the airspeeder, grabbing my blaster that fell from the cockpit(I keep it with me at all times in case of imperials or pranksters), put on my helmet, and went out looking for some sign of the base. As I moved, the same question kept echoing in my head: Am I the only rebel here? All that I knew is that it was gonna be a long trip. Lucky me.
I looked back at Jeylk one last time and sighed, leaving my friend and comrade behind the fire. "I'll be back for you, I promise," and so I left to force knows where. The only thing worse than walking in the snow, is doing it alone.
