Prologue

So I woke up. As I looked around, all I could see was darkness. I flicked on the lights. I examined the surroundings and headed back to bed. My dream. My dreams are normally happy. Now, my most burning ambitions have filled my dreams. Becoming a Jedi. My family is a long line of Jedi. My grandfather, Ozzy, was a Jedi Grand Master. (That's higher than the regular Master). Ever since I left home from Naboo and moved to Tatooine, I have been thinking about him. His wife, Liliana, (my Grandma Liliana), she's a Jedi Master. As I drifted off, thinking about conquering evil, the light flicked on.

"Sal?" my father asked. "How are you still asleep? It's 11:00 AM." I slowly got up. As I focused my eyes, my dad was there.

"Sorry, Dad" I replied. I walked into the kitchen and my mother was playing music. It was music from the cantina down the street. It was irritating but catchy.

"How did you sleep, dear?" she asked.

"Just fine, mom."

I readied my pack, loaded it with snacks and a dagger, just in case. I kissed my mom and dad goodbye and set off to the Sarlacc pit. My cousin Sully was there. I slowly went around the dune and crept up behind him.

I "roared" and scared him. I laughed and teased my older cousin for being scared by me.

"Really, bro?" he said, angry.

"C'mon Sul, it was just a joke," I expressed.

We slowly headed to the edge of the Sarlacc pit. The Sarlacc was asleep and had been for the past 30 or 40 years after some Mandalorian shot it. We found some rocks and threw them at the dormant Sarlacc, however, some feeling of dread struck upon us, so we headed back to my house. As we walked on the dirt road, I noticed a green crystal stuck into the ground. I pulled it out of the ground and held it to the sun.

"Is that a lightsaber crystal?" he asked.

"I guess. Let's see my dad." I insisted.

We headed down the dirt road a little more and we got to our house. I stuck the key in the slot and opened the door. My mother was cooking cinnamon rolls. They smelled delicious. My dad was in his work room, repairing a lightsaber. He was repairing my brother Cole's funky lightsaber. He's a general in the Jedi Order. The lightsaber is weird alright. My dad claimed Cole got it from his friend's dad, who fought with the rebels during the Rise of Darth Vader, many years ago. We advanced into the work area.

"Hey, Uncle Ralph." muttered Sully.

"Hey Sully, how ya doing'," he continued using his electrodriver on the lightsaber. Sending sparks into the openings for the blade. He pressed the button and one long, yellow blade shot out. It also had a blaster built in. What a strange device. My dad tested it a little bit. He swung it around and hit all the blades against the dummy. Then, he fired a few shots at the dummy. He then packed it up and shipped it to the Jedi Council Office on Coruscant. I pulled out the mysterious green crystal and showed it to my dad.

"Hmm... interesting…" he observed. He held it to the light.

"This is a lightsaber crystal," He observed it from every angle. "Someday, Salvatore, this crystal will power your lightsaber."

My face lit up, bright red with excitement. Sully went slack-jawed and stared at me. Could it be true? Will I finally get my hands on a genuine lightsaber? So many questions fluttered through my mind as my father choked back what he said, regretting saying anything in the first place. No doubt about it, I was getting my own lightsaber. It's just a shame every last Jedi was wiped off the face of our galaxy.