Trust
"Where you from?"
"Classified."
"What unit you were with?"
"I don't consider it a unit anymore. More like traitors."
"Who's that man you came in with and that boy?"
"Saved the man from… storm troopers and the boy is my… little brother you can say.
"What about your armor, it looks like you were in the Clone Wars, and all that ammo. Where you got that from?"
"My armor is Katarn-class commando armor, skin color white, warrior helmet, on my shoulder are Troopers guard, arms are hold Emitter, legs I have a blaster pack, and on my backpack is a comm pack."
"And what about the boy?"
"The last breed of clone troopers, the man in robes is a Jedi that I was supposed to kill but later knew that it was the emperors plan so I let him live and he offered to teach the him the ways of the Jedi and to become a Jedi when grown."
"And the thing on his head?"
"Learning helmet I had managed to extract."
"Why are you telling all these things I don't really need to know, you just told me it was classified, could've just told me a lie, great now I'm a enemy to the empire!" exclaims Dex Ranxx.
"You can come with us if you like; if I may I am AA-1001 or Ace, I was a Commander and Commando, was Sergeant of Alpha squad before my squad betrayed the Republic. My young self is Bolt, and the old man is Jedi Master Den-Jii."
Ace looks at the young mans eyes, he wasn't a bad looking man, someone who would care and the way he had his Consular-class space cruiser into a fighter cruiser even though he was only looking at a hologram.
"I don't know what weapons you got?"
"DC-17m Interchangeable Weapons systems, DC-15s, knuckle plate vibro blade, um…, two lightsabers, thermal detonators, and 16 detonation packs."
"Oh good and I only have a pistol, look I cant take you. I have a good job!" Dex gently pushes aside Ace and starts for his ship than Master Den-Jii takes off is hood and speaks up, "You and I both hate the Empire, it's been like 2 months since the Empire rose, and they have already killed thousands, maybe close to millions. We just need a ride and that will be all."
Dex stops in his tracks, rubs his temple, "Fine one ride only then I wont take you anywhere else."
"Thank you." Jii replies bowing.
"Ya ya just have all of your stuff ready, meet me in hanger 13. I have to get my co-pilot." Dex walks away into a spiral tower.
"General, could we trust him?" asks Ace.
"I feel the force in him, we can trust him. Hurry we must go to hanger 13."
"General, if I may, to where are we going?"
"A droid factory in Dangath."
"But all droid factories's had been shut down after Darth Vader killed the leaders of the Separatists; shutting down the main system and so forth… all factories are now graveyards. Museums you can say now." Pipes up little Bolt.
"Ahhh… you two have much to learn, even if one is dead, doesn't mean we can see them one last time."
"Please don't remind why I allowed you to live." Ace says as he walks to the exit of the Coruscant bar.
"You let me live because you love my wise crack jokes!"
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"Sorry were late, Falco is either drinking or telling stories, or both which is quite amazing how he manages to stay up, anyhow this is it?"
Ace picks up a sac showing Dex, "What's in their?"
"All of our extra equipment, some food, and water, some spare parts from my armor which is probably useless because it requires a squad but yes this is it."
Another human male walks in the hanger eating a fruit of some kind and when he walks pass Dex he tosses him the fruit and says, "Tastes disgusting, where to?"
"I don't know, old man, where are we going?"
"Dangath."
Dex starts choking when he started to swallow the fruit and the man Falco starts tumbling down the entrance ramp. "You crazy? Theirs droids all over their! It's a factory by all means!"
"The factory is shutdown, they cant hurt you if their standing still."
"What about Imperial star destroyers? They are destroying all known factories as we speak." Falco complains.
"We will find out once we get their." Jii says and takes a step over Falco's body, "Shall we?" Dex nods in approval and everyone walks up the ramp and into the briefing room.
In the lounge, it was extremely huge, one long rectangular square with 6 seats, two in the ends and two on the sides, on one side of a wall to the left when walked up the ramp, a painting hangs on the wall and Falcon speaks to the painting "Smuggling is my life."
A voice from nowhere replies, "Access granted", and the painting flips over a backside, an assortment of blaster rifles, pistols and grenades were shown. Some were confederates, a few republic, the rest were unknown from different parts of the galaxy.
"Where did you get all these weapons?" asks Bolt as he holds one of the pistols.
"Well, most of them were already in the ship when I got it. I never knew it was all here. When the Clone Wars broke out, I start collecting just incase I bring in supplies into a heavy place." Dex says and grabs the pistol from Bolt's hands and sets it back in place.
"You can put any thing you want on the wall, doesn't matter."
"I'll just have Bolt carry it", Ace hands over the sack to Bolt and he falls on the ground under the weight of the bag. Den raises his eyebrows at Ace, "What? It's good for his training. And besides, I had to do the same thing when I was in training, except it was continuously."
Bolt looks at the Jedi Master hoping that he would have to carry it, "Ace is right, its good for your body work. Soon, I'll have you attach it to your back and train with a lightsaber while you are still carrying the sack!" Bolt winces in response and walks for the couch.
"Old man, and uh… Ace! Come with me." Den-Jii and Ace follows Dex and Falcon into the cockpit where there are 4 seats. Two in front, for Pilot and Co-pilot, and two in the back.
"What are these seats for?" asks Ace as he try's to sit in his seat.
"Huh? Oh for the view or, see that computer to your right? That's for some we cant control here up front like dropping our secret storage compartment, some weapons, etcetera, etcetera!" Falcon explains.
Dexter turns on the ships engines and all the controls, switches, nods light up different colors. Ace gives up on trying sitting down and decides to stand up holding onto a dangling cable strong enough to hold him.
Falcon turns around and looks at him,"Why wont you take off your armor and wear some clothes?"
"I would but its covered in blood."
Falcon frighten, looks at Den-Jii and he nods acknowledging what Ace had said. Falcon slowly turns around and slowly moves his hands to the controls.
"I forgot to ask before but, what is this ship called?" asks Master Jii.
"Yea she's called 'Freak Show'" Dexter answers as he reaches his hand to some controls on the ceiling.
"Quite interesting."
"Well during the War, we change the color our ship several of times and Falcon and I paint our body paint ourselves when we drop off supplies and a clone said were two freaks and that's when I had the Idea to change the ships name."
"Very interesting. I know you may of forgotten the Jedi's name, but where was that particular battle place?" Den-Jii asks hoping to know who were the friend and colleague.
"I believed it was General Kala."
"I know her, dear friend during training. So much death, I can still sense death of more Jedi every day."
"I'm sorry for your loss." Dexter says and after a while of everyone in the cockpit thinking, they take off from the platform.
They start heading to space, passing by other ships and new Imperial Tie-fighters. Ace stares at each Tie closely knowingly that each pilot is one of his own brothers.
Once the Freak Show reach planet orbit, there are 10 Republic Star Destroyers now being outfitted into the new Imperial Star Destroyers under heaving construction.
"Ok now we are going to Dangoth, let me type in the coordinates…" Falcon trails off punching in the codes. Once done, "All clear! Ace I think you should really hold onto something."
"Trust me, I'm fine."
"Suit yourself."
Jii grips onto his armrests of his chair, "Captain Ranxx, I hate saying these two words but, punch it".
Dexter pushes the hyperspace throttle forward and in a flash… they vanish.