Hello everyone! This is story originally takes place after the events of the final battle of the Dread War on Oricon, and is going to serve as the background for my SWTOR character, Zuhara, from the Begeren Colony. I am always open to any criticisms you guys have, good or negative, nice or mean, whatever form of feedback you can provide. Hope to read through a multitude of comments, and hope you enjoy the story! :)
Chapter 1: Shrouded in Darkness
"Oh hey good, you're awake."
A human woman lay still on top of a metal cot, lying on ragged sheets that draped over the framework on her left side, a cold stone wall to her right. The room she lay in was bare by it's very nature, stripped of nearly all furniture and mostly dark aside from a few fires burning as light sources at both ends of the room, one hanging on a wall a few feet from her bed. The voice did not belong to her, and her gaze searched the room for the more masculine tone laced with humor ringing out once more.
"Over here, not too quick though."
She responded in kind, having turned her eyes to another human, a man, sitting in a small wooden chair at the corner of the room. He looked to be in his mid thirties, having a buzz cut and a small beard hanging around from his upper lip down to his chin. He kept his hands clasped together, hunched forward in his seat with a gaze of intrigue and confidence.
"How are you feeling?"
The woman struggled to sit upright, tightly shutting her eyes as she lifted a hand to her head. She groaned slightly, attempting to ease the throbbing pressure towards the top of her head and speaking with a trembling voice.
"Where...where am I?"
"Telos. A small little agricultural world in the Outer Rim territories, even though it serves as a tourist attraction for the Imperials more than anything now ever since they returned a few decades ago."
The woman shook her head once, shifting a little on the ragged sheets of the cot. She stared blankly at the man, offering silence at his explanation as the only response. The man's expression suddenly changed, having raised an eyebrow in a skeptic stare back at the woman.
"Have you heard of the different planets? The galaxy we live in, the current war between the Empire and the Republic?"
She shook her head once in response, her face cringing tightly.
"I don't...who are you? How did I get here?"
The man sat upright in his seat, letting out a deep sigh.
"We found you, your ship crashed into the planet side a couple of nights ago and our recon teams began tracking you whenever the Imperials set a task force to hunt you down..."
He then grinned down at the woman.
"I've never seen someone effectively dismantle an entire squad of Imperial soldiers using only the Force. It was actually pretty amazing, watching you dash this way and that, effectively tearing apart those soldiers one by one."
The woman let out a small huff in perplexion, quickly grasping her head as the trobbing pain increased from her struggling.
"Then you just collapsed, probably from whatever is causing that headache you have now, and we brought you back here to our home."
The man then narrowed his eyes, studying her as his tone sharpened.
"Who are you?"
The woman turned to meet his eyes with her own, wide and trembling from left to right slightly.
"I...I don't know."
The man couldn't help but press a smile, chuckling lightly.
"You mean to tell me that a Force adept randomly crashed into our planetside, took out an entire Imperial squadron of soliders to become one of the most wanted women in Thani, and doesn't even know the galactic war raging across the galaxy or who she even is? You're turning out to be quite the miracle, you know."
He then let out a small sigh once more, nodding to her.
"But now that I know a little bit more about you, I suppose it is only fair that I tell you who I am."
The man then rose to his feet, moving towards the edge of the woman's cot as her eyes followed him across the room.
"My name is Jerex, a small little farmer that has had enough of the Imperial elitism plunging our planet into misery and depression. I was apart of the recon team that picked you up after your encounter with the Imperials, we saved your life from an enemy we both share now. We are your friends, and we are the resistance movement here on Telos that is fighting against a repressive Empire that will see our planet plundered for their own fruitless war against another political power called the Republic."
The woman blinked hard in response, watching the man move towards the door at the opposite end of the room.
"For now, take it slow and get some more sleep. You need to rest, and maybe it'll all come back to you in the morning."
He then turned to the small flame burning alight on the left of the wall, letting out a small huff of wind. The flame disappeared instantly from the force of the wind, and the woman stared hard as both the man and the door vanished into the darkness, the loud clang of the metal door shutting ringing out in the black void at the end of her cot.
She then turned her head up towards the small fire still burning brightly in the room above her, noticing he had left that light untouched. Her eyes began to close slightly, the command for her to sleep ringing in her mind and taking control of her sense.
A small breeze of wind escaped from the woman's mouth before her head collapsed back down onto the pillow, the light put out as both her mind and the room are taken by the darkness.