After Ezra and Sabine recovered themselves of the fight they had with Jon, Zeb put his rifle in his back, and waited for the new human to speak of a non-violent way.
"They are lucky that I wanted to talk, they don't seem to have the adequate equipment for an open fight" thought Jon.
-Who are you, and what are you doing so far from Earth? - asked Jon.
After the crew gazed at the others with doubt, the man with brown hair spoke:
-We're a little group of rescuers, but we don't know what planet are you talking about.- explained the man.
"So they are from THIS galaxy…"
-What is this creature? - asked Jon.
-'Creature'? - asked the alien, indignant.
-Calm down Zeb, - said the human, stopping the alien before he could throw Jon trough the hallway –This is a Lasat. -
-A what?- asked Jon without knowing what species was he referring to.
-He seems an outsider. - pointed the girl with helmet.
-We already answered your questions, now is your turn,- said the man with an authoritarian tone –Who are you? You're clearly not an Imperial.
-I work for an Empire…but it's really far away from this Galaxy. I'm an Imperial Legionary, defender of the innocents and blah, blah, blah. I was sent with the purpose of exploring this galaxy.
"They already know that I'm not from this galaxy…I better not tell them I am an exiled."
-Jon Voyega at your service. – introduced Jon, making a mocking reverence. When he did that, he noticed that the girl was rubbing her hands where he fired –Oh, common, it doesn't hurts that bad. It was a rubber bullet. -
-That weapon you carry…it's a firearm. - pointed the man.
-Yeah, so? -
-How can an 'innocent defender' use that kind of gun? –
-What's a 'firearm'? – asked the blue-haired-boy.
-Explain what a projectile does when it enters in contact with the skin. – ordered the man.
-When a bullet, - explained Jon, taking ammunition for his gun – enters in contact with the skin, it cross it like if your skin was made out of paper. After that, it goes through the muscle, destroying the tissue, causing intern hemorrhage to the person. If the bullet hits the bone, it destroys it, and the fragments disperse themselves, creating more damage to the objective. It can give you enough pain to take you out of the battle… If the bullet hits a vital organ, you're dead.
-A war crime. – murmured the man, condemning the firearms.
-If you ever find a war were they respect the life, tell me. – said Jon acidly –This galaxy we're…does it have a name? – asked Jon.
-No…it's simply "The Galaxy". Our galaxy. – explained the younger member.
"It seems like, same as Earth and our moon, the people was really lazy to even name it" thought Jon.
-So, I already told you who am I, I think it would be fair that unless I know your names.
-The name's Kanan, - said the human –The Lasat is Zeb, the boy is Ezra and the girl with colored armor is Sabine.
The girl, now known as Sabine, took her helmet of when Kanan said her name, showing Jon her beautiful hazel eyes and turquoise/neon hair.
"Of course the teenager was defending her, I would die for having a night with her if I was 16…ok, I just sounded like a p*** there…well, I'm only 35…o heck, I forgot the stasis time…now I'm 38" thought Jon, happy that the others couldn't read his mind.
-What are you dedicated? – asked Jon.
-I already told you what we're… -
-Do you really think I believe that you're a group of rescuers traveled to the edge of the galaxy where there's nothing to rescue? – asked Jon – Plus, that weapon you have doesn't seem appropriate for a pirate…
-Light saber. – explained Kanan.
-Laser sword. – affirmed Jon.
-It's a pretty big history…especially for an "outsider". – murmured Zeb.
-I have time.
After Jon heard a summary of "The Clone Wars", "The Old Republic" and "The Empire", he took the decision of contacting the rebellion.
"This 'Empire' seems a threat for the Alliance, and this 'Rebellion' could be a source of information" thought Jon.
-I would like to see the commanders of this 'Rebellion'. As an emissary of my galaxy, we could get to an agreement. Also, us, the Legionaries, have some attractions to lost causes. – offered Jon.
-He could be an Imperial spy. – advertised Sabine.
-Of course I'm a spy, but from another kind of Empire. Actually, the empire I represent is only a group of elite soldiers, which mission is to protect the Human Alliance and establish justice. The term 'Empire' is only to make an impact. – explained Jon.
-And what could we win with the allegiance of your galaxy? – asked the leader.
"Absolutely…nothing. The Order would never send the fleet to this galaxy and leave the Milky Way vulnerable …they prefer to play on the defensive, never the offensive. It doesn't matter how much it costs, I have to convince them to take me with their leader."
-An ally on this war.
"Well…maybe they'll get ONE ally…I just need to see the reason they're fighting" thought Jon.
After discussing it for a few minutes, the rebels accepted Jon's deal.
-We can take you, but we can't take anything that can be tracked. – explained Kanan, looking at Jon's Tie-fighter.
-The Tie-fighter over there? – asked Jon, pointing at his 'v' ship – It can't be tracked because it doesn't emits any signal when is off.
Suddenly, a voice sounded through the comlink of the leader, revealing a female and new voice.
-Is everything fine, Specter 1?– asked the voice.
"Specter…my old nickname" thought Jon.
-Yes, everything's all right, Specter 2, - answered Kanan, rapidly –We'll be having a guest and a ship aboard…-
