Hey everyone, this is CT7567Rules coming to you with a new story. This story was inspired by TheLastSurvior14's series Brothers in Arms. My story is different than his. I do not own any rights to Star Wars. All rights go to Disney and to other companies of elements I will use later on in this story and I only own my original character. Before anyone asks I am still working on galactic punishment but am taking a break from it.

Chapter 1: Prologue

"Before time began, there was the Force. We know not of its purpose, only that it is an energy field. It surrounds us, penetrates us and binds the galaxy together. But like all great powers, some wanted it for good, others for evil. And so began the wars between the Jedi and the Sith, the light and the dark side. For thousands of years the jedi and the sith have fought, both sides trying to wipe out the other. The jedi stand for peace and justice and use the force to help those who suffer in the galaxy. The sith on the other hand want nothing more than to destroy the Jedi and rule the galaxy. Thousands of years have passed and the sith have supposedly been defeated, but the force continued to extend its reach throughout the universe. Touching every star, every world and just when it seems its journey was at an end, it drew itself to an unknown planet called… Earth... This is where our story begins"

Earth September 2017

Location: Rocky Mountains, Colorado US

Time: 9:45 am

First person pov

It's just my luck that I am in the wrong place at the wrong time. An hour ago, I was riding Amtrak's California Zephyr on my way to Chicago so I can catch the Broadway Limited to New York City and catch the Accela express to Boston and get ready for my first day as a sophomore in high school. Now I am running through the forest of the Rocky Mountains, trying to avoid getting my ass shot off.

I still couldn't believe it. A nice peaceful cross-country train ride, interrupted by terrorists firing RPG7 rocket launchers at a passenger train and taking the survivors as slaves to sell on the black market. How they got those rocket launchers is beyond me, but I feel like they stole them. For the past several months, military armories across the world have reported numerous weapons have gone missing along with thousands and thousands of rounds. I think these guys were responsible, but I may never know.

Someone must have been watching out for me. I got lucky since I was in the last car of the train since I love seeing the tracks slide away from me. Once the explosions started and train began to slow down, one of the crew opened the door and advised us all to exit the car and follow the tracks back towards the nearby ranger station.

Unfortunately, the terrorists were waiting and quickly captured the other passengers, while I slipped away into the woods. Now here I am, a fifteen-year-old boy, with my backpack full of cloths I brought with me, wearing nothing but urban camo cargo pants, a grey t-shirt with the white skull of Marvels Punisher, sneakers and socks and Cabela's baseball cap in the middle of the Rocky Mountains with nothing else but my iPod touch, Timex watch, the neckless with the spent bullet casing my dad was going to give me, my father's combat knife and Colt 1911 handgun. Yep I was in deep shit.

I started running and managed to get several yards away down the mountain track to the ranger station before the terrorists started shooting at me with their Type 56 assault rifles. I kicked my legs into overdrive and ran as fast as good, taking cover behind any boulders I good find. Once the shooting stopped, I began to run again until I got nicked by a 7.62x39mm bullet in the arm and fell.

"Fuckin Hell!" I shouted, as the terrorists came closer and closer to me. One was about to shoot me, until he was killed. His comrade fell next and I turned around to see a US park ranger, with Smith&Wesson 5906 in hand waiting to see what I would do. At first, he was going to help me up, but several other terrorists came down the tracks and began to shoot at him.

"Kid you better run. I have back up coming, but you need to leave this to me. GO!" he shouted over the hail of gunfire. I never argue with the law, so I ran down the side of the hill the tracks were on and kept going. But I then tripped and began to roll down the hill with tremendous speed. It was then I noticed a cliff and I knew I was either going to grab the ledge or fall to my death.

But neither of those things happened. As soon as the cliff came into view, a strange glowing blue vortex opened and I went right into it. I almost thought it was an Autobot ground bridge, but those are green not blue. Either way this portal was taking me somewhere and where ever it is, they better not try to kill me.

Standard point of view

The Terrorist attack made its way to all news channels across the country. Over 75 passengers and Amtrak personal were killed and the front half of the train was destroyed. 100 people were injured and many more were just shaken by the ordeal. It was one of the worst terrorist attacks and train wrecks in united states.

Thankfully, all the terrorists were either killed or captured by the combined efforts of US park rangers, Colorado Police and surprisingly a few local hunters. However, there was only one person missing. The rangers and police combed the area for days but found no trace of the missing passenger or any of his belongings. He was declared dead. But they were wrong, he wasn't dead but transported to another world.

Not the best beginning for our hero is it. Being caught in a terrorist attack, getting shot at and falling into a portal getting sent to who knows where. Don't worry answers will be given but will take time.

Next time, our hero arrives on a war ridden world and his name is finally revealed. Please rate and review.