Ex-Senator Orn Free Taa looked down on his homeworld as the ship began to land. Just fresh out of the battle with the separatists, it looked peaceful, but Taa knew there were still rebellions down there. but I will crush them with an iron fist, and take my place as the ruler of the Twi'leks. Then no one will dare defy me then! He chuckled at this, his twisted thoughts going around in his head, as he stroked his many chins. Then, a single thought came to his head.
Syndulla
The name. The man. The one man who could possibly ruin his wonderful plan for the future. He knew he had to do something. But he had to get there first.
Three months later, Cham's POV
The world, and the war, were much worse now. People were starving, homeless, even in the capital. It was better with the sepratists here. Not that I wanted them back. It was just...
I should start at the beginning. Three months ago, Senator Orn Free Taa, after serving his amounted years in the senate, came home. Things went downhill from there. He won over the people with his charms and empty promises, and left them with nothing, while he, the self-appointed ruler, lounged in his jeweled palace, comfortable while his people starved, protected by hired guards. The first night I heard of this, I had attempted to overtake him. I met him in one of the rooms of his new home.
"you promised" I reminded him, "that you wouldn't take the planet. You promised to let us be a free democracy!"
He had laughed. He told me that it was in the past, a desperate attempt to earn my alliance, and that it wasn't real, there was no proof, and had to be let go. Then, he'd had his guards drag me out, breaking my arm.
"you'll pay for this, Taa!" I had yelled, and was only rewarded with his chuckle.
It haunts my dreams now.
And for once, I, Cham Syndulla, leader one of the most powerful rebel tribes the galaxy has ever known, did not know what to do.