(Author's note: In this fanfic midi-chlorians, much like electrons, have both a positive and negative charge. All life forms have the same amount of midi-chlorians but some have a higher ratio of positive to negative than others. These beings are force sensitive. There are extremely rare cases in which a being can have more negative than positive though. These beings are anti-sensitive. While they cannot use the force, their being in the presence of a force user negates that person's ability to use the force. This is because the extra negatives in the blood of the anti-sensitive balances out with the extra positives in the force sensitive's blood. This does not always completely erase ones ability to connect with or use the force, as some force sensitives are have a higher positive midi-chlorian count than others, but it can significantly decrease their effectiveness when attempting to.)

Arakai Remes

The Story of My Star Wars OC

Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars. If I did, then this would be canon, and you wouldn't be reading it, you'd be watching it, and it wouldn't be free, I'd be making money from it. But seeing as I do not own Star Wars, I guess it isn't canon, you are reading it, and it is free. Dang…

A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away…

On the planet Mandalore there was a young boy was born to the Remes family. His name was Arakai. Though he and his family didn't know it at the time, he was an anti-sensitive being. He grew to be a tall, strong, and handsome young man who was well educated within several fields of science and mathematics. His best friend was a young man of about his age named Shetka Dolio (djo-LE-o), who was honest, witty, and loyal. When they were both eighteen years of age, Arakai and Shetka were drafted into a small, but very important and very secret military organization instituted by Duchess Satine in case of any invasions from other systems or groups. They were trained in martial arts, marksmanship, stealth, flight, and many other things until they had mastered them all. They were then stationed at a secret military facility on Concordia. This is when Arakai's life really began…

"Man, can this job be any more boring?" Shetka wondered aloud.

"Doubt it." Arakai responded. He and his friend were tasked with guarding the entrance to the weapons vault. They had been standing completely still for what seemed like the whole day waiting for something, anything to happen. Even watching a janitor would be more entertaining than this.

"When do you suppose we'll get transferred to somewhere where there's at least a little action?" Shetka continued.

"Probably when the Duchess disbands this whole operation." Arakai said. "After that we can embark on the greatest adventure of all, working at a diner. On Alderaan." Shetka couldn't see the grin beneath his helmet but he still knew it was there.

"Right," Shetka said in a Kronk-like sort of way, "like that'll ever happen." It had become apparent that Duchess Satine was very anti-war, but even she wouldn't go so far as to dismantle a top secret emergency military organization known only to her and the members of the organization itself.

"I guess we'll be stuck here doing nothing forever." Shetka responded with a chuckle. He had barely gotten the words out before red lights started blinking up and down the corridors. Through the speaker system, they heard an officer say: There is an intruder in sector 4. He's heading for the arsenal. Move to intercept. This is not a drill.

"I guess you jinxed it." Arakai said with a smirk. But it disappeared as soon as he heard the sound of blaster fire and screaming. He and Shetka took positions behind some cover. They could see red laser bolts flying past on the opposite end of the hall. One soldier attempted to advance but was shot down before he could find cover.

"You still want some action?" Arakai yelled to Shetka over the sound of the blasters.

"Heck yeah!" Shetka responded with excitement. The blaster fire ceased. All was quiet. Arakai motioned his friend to move ahead and investigate. Blaster rifle at the ready, Shetka slowly moved toward the end of the corridor. Suddenly, two thermal detonators were flung around the corner and down the hall.

"TAKE COVER!" Shetka yelled as he scrambled back down the hall. But he wasn't fast enough. The explosion rocked the entire facility.

Arakai stood up. "Shetka!" he shouted. No response. He shouted again, "Shetka!" then his eyes came to rest on Shetka's unmoving figure on the ground. He started to run towards him but then stopped. At the other end of the corridor a man in blue, white and grey mandalorian armor was holding a blaster pistol up at him.

"Don't move," the man said, "Do you know the code to get in the door to the arsenal?"

"Why should I tell you?" Arakai responded defiantly.

"Because if you don't I'll shoot you and your friend and then blow the door up. It's your choice how this ends." the man replied.

Arakai, realizing he had no choice but to comply, lowered his weapon and put his hands up. "Good," the man said, "Now open the door."

Arakai turned and opened the door to the arsenal. He stepped aside and let the man in. After taking weapons and ammunition, the man turned to Arakai and asked, "Is Teardo your commanding officer?"

"Yes." Arakai said with a defeated tone.

"Good," the man replied, "Tell him Jango said 'hi'."

With that the man left. Arakai ran to Shetka, picked him up and brought him to the sick bay. After a brief examination, the medical droids gave a good prognosis. He was unconscious, but was expected to make a full recovery. Commander Teardo came into the room to inspect the situation. He eyed Arakai curiously.

"You have no wounds." he remarked.

"I'm here for him." Arakai responded.

"You should be at your post," Com. Teardo said, then looking at Shetka, asked "What happened?"

Arakai told him the whole story. Com. Teardo looked shocked. "You let Jango Fett raid our weapons arsenal!?" he asked in disbelief as Arakai finished, "Do you have any idea how dangerous he is?"

"No sir, how dangerous?" Arakai asked frankly.

Com. Teardo looked at him incredulously. "With our weapons, he can and most likely will destroy whole buildings, murder thousands. Did you not for one moment think that someone who could not only learn about and find a secret military facility, but also successfully infiltrate it, probably shouldn't be going through its weapons closet?"

"With all due respect sir-" Arakai started, but was interrupted.

"We will speak no more of this. You are hereby officially relieved from duty. I expect you gone before morning. And count yourself lucky I won't have you facing a firing squad." Com. Teardo exited the room rather quickly and left Arakai in a daze. He couldn't help but wonder if he'd ever see Shetka again after this.

That night, as he was packing what little belongings he had, Shetka came into the room.

"I heard you were discharged." he began. Arakai didn't reply. He was afraid that if he spoke to Shetka, it would be the last time. "Well if it makes you feel better, I made an early retirement," Shetka continued, "I told Teardo that if you were leaving than I was too. And that was that. He signed my release papers and I'm free to pack up and go."

"You did that for me?" Arakai asked, "Surely it couldn't have been that simple."

"Well there was some arguing…"

"He kicked you cause you ticked him off too much."

"Yup."

"But what about your life, your career?"

"Who cares about my career?" Shetka said, "I wouldn't have a career if it didn't involve you. I'd rather spend all my days in a grave waiting to die."

"Careful Shetka," Arakai said, "you might jinx yourself again."

They laughed and finished packing, looking forward with anticipation to whatever life would bring next.