Just a little AU story from me. George owns almost everything, but Tobias
is my character. Please do not use him or achieve this story without my
permission. Please read and review. If you like it, tell me and I'll post
up the other stories that are connected to this one.
Introductions
The young man ducked under a steel beam and climbed onto the roof. He was dressed in rags and looked to not have bathed or eaten in some time. He was clearly a scavenger. He knew that he was being followed, but he couldn't figure out why or by whom. The Empire was dead, along with who ever would have loved him or hunted him. He jumped to the next roof and looked back. A young man was following. He was dressed in a black tunic and pants. He had sandy blond hair and wore a determined look on his face. He was catching up.
The scavenger looked around for an escape but found none. He couldn't go down and the other roofs were too far to jump to. He pulled out a dagger from his torn clothing and hide behind a shack on the roof. He waited until he could feel that his pursuer was near. He lunged from his hiding place with his dagger raised. He then found his wrist caught in the other's steel like grip.
"Let go! Why are you following me?" the scavenger asked.
"I just want to talk to you," the other man said.
"Who are you?" the scavenger asked as he tugged at his arm, but the other would not let go.
"My name is Luke Skywalker and I will release you if you will put your dagger away and tell me your name," the other man said.
"All right, my name is Tobias ShootingStar. Now let go," the scavenger demanded.
Luke complied and Tobias put his dagger away and rubbed his wrist.
"Sith, you have a strong grip," Tobias muttered.
Luke ignored his comment.
"I bet you are wondering why I was chasing you," Luke commented.
"Yeah, I think I was," Tobias said sarcastically.
"I noticed that you were using the Force a little while ago," Luke stated.
"So? What are you, some Imperial looking for my blood?" Tobias asked gruffly.
"No, I am just like you. Have you heard of the Jedi?" Luke asked.
Tobias laughed coldly, bitterly.
"Have I heard of the Jedi? For Sith's sake, I was one once," he said angrily.
"You look too young to be during the time of the Jedi," Luke commented.
"My Master put me into carbinite to save my life. My body functions slowed and I didn't age quickly until I was freed a few years ago. I am really thirty years old but I am in a fifteen year old body," Tobias sighed.
"What happened to your Master?" Luke asked softly.
"She was probably murdered with her family," Tobias responded, anger filling his voice.
"I am sorry," Luke said softly.
"For what, you probably weren't even out of diapers when it happened, so why be sorry for it. Now, what do you want of me?" Tobias asked, quickly changing the subject.
"I was just wondering if you had finished your training," Luke said.
"No, Vader started killing the Jedi about two years after I became a Padawan," Tobias sighed.
Luke flinched slightly. He knew his Father had been cruel but it still hurt to hear what he did to others, to see what he did to others.
"Do you wish to complete your training?" Luke asked.
"I don't know. I don't feel right about surviving the purge and I won't feel right finishing what I started," Tobias said sadly.
Luke could feel Tobias's pain as if he was screaming it. His own heart ached for the younger man.
"Well, would you like to come with me until you decide?" Luke asked.
"I think my mind is made up, but I guess I could go with you for a while. Street life is hard right now. But can I ask you something?" Tobias asked.
"What?" Luke asked.
"If I come with you, no promises about whether or not I want to continue, ok?" Tobias stated.
"Fine," Luke agreed.
"All right, lets go," Tobias said and gave a small smile.
Introductions
The young man ducked under a steel beam and climbed onto the roof. He was dressed in rags and looked to not have bathed or eaten in some time. He was clearly a scavenger. He knew that he was being followed, but he couldn't figure out why or by whom. The Empire was dead, along with who ever would have loved him or hunted him. He jumped to the next roof and looked back. A young man was following. He was dressed in a black tunic and pants. He had sandy blond hair and wore a determined look on his face. He was catching up.
The scavenger looked around for an escape but found none. He couldn't go down and the other roofs were too far to jump to. He pulled out a dagger from his torn clothing and hide behind a shack on the roof. He waited until he could feel that his pursuer was near. He lunged from his hiding place with his dagger raised. He then found his wrist caught in the other's steel like grip.
"Let go! Why are you following me?" the scavenger asked.
"I just want to talk to you," the other man said.
"Who are you?" the scavenger asked as he tugged at his arm, but the other would not let go.
"My name is Luke Skywalker and I will release you if you will put your dagger away and tell me your name," the other man said.
"All right, my name is Tobias ShootingStar. Now let go," the scavenger demanded.
Luke complied and Tobias put his dagger away and rubbed his wrist.
"Sith, you have a strong grip," Tobias muttered.
Luke ignored his comment.
"I bet you are wondering why I was chasing you," Luke commented.
"Yeah, I think I was," Tobias said sarcastically.
"I noticed that you were using the Force a little while ago," Luke stated.
"So? What are you, some Imperial looking for my blood?" Tobias asked gruffly.
"No, I am just like you. Have you heard of the Jedi?" Luke asked.
Tobias laughed coldly, bitterly.
"Have I heard of the Jedi? For Sith's sake, I was one once," he said angrily.
"You look too young to be during the time of the Jedi," Luke commented.
"My Master put me into carbinite to save my life. My body functions slowed and I didn't age quickly until I was freed a few years ago. I am really thirty years old but I am in a fifteen year old body," Tobias sighed.
"What happened to your Master?" Luke asked softly.
"She was probably murdered with her family," Tobias responded, anger filling his voice.
"I am sorry," Luke said softly.
"For what, you probably weren't even out of diapers when it happened, so why be sorry for it. Now, what do you want of me?" Tobias asked, quickly changing the subject.
"I was just wondering if you had finished your training," Luke said.
"No, Vader started killing the Jedi about two years after I became a Padawan," Tobias sighed.
Luke flinched slightly. He knew his Father had been cruel but it still hurt to hear what he did to others, to see what he did to others.
"Do you wish to complete your training?" Luke asked.
"I don't know. I don't feel right about surviving the purge and I won't feel right finishing what I started," Tobias said sadly.
Luke could feel Tobias's pain as if he was screaming it. His own heart ached for the younger man.
"Well, would you like to come with me until you decide?" Luke asked.
"I think my mind is made up, but I guess I could go with you for a while. Street life is hard right now. But can I ask you something?" Tobias asked.
"What?" Luke asked.
"If I come with you, no promises about whether or not I want to continue, ok?" Tobias stated.
"Fine," Luke agreed.
"All right, lets go," Tobias said and gave a small smile.