CHAPTER 1
Past's Darkness into present's Light
FSKHHHH! One of the abandoned cloning pods hiss open, after three years of laying in the dusty sand of Tarneos, inside lays a fair skinned male with blue eyes, around his mid-twenties with dark brown hair, fully clothed in a white polo tee, and grey pants, immobilised from years of cryogenic slumber, and is almost completely frozen. A thin layer of white ice slowly melts away as the heat of the dead planet gets to it; the whereabouts of this cryogenic chamber lies in the wreckage of Negative-0's super weapon, the Flare. A giant ship capable of terraforming a planet into a wasteland.
"Urgh, what… is…where…I…uh," the body starts to regain consciousness and his bloodstream is back up and running like a healthy person.
"Wait! Where am I?" The confused Stormtrooper looks around and spots a painted sheet of metal, lying in the dust and sand of the planet,
"Flare," the man slowly pushes himself up from his pod as he says this,
"Who am I?" he reads the label on the side of the cloning pod,
"Stormtrooper Cloning Pod 17V3O2X?, what does this number stand for, and what's a Stormtrooper? V…O…X." he slowly reads the letters visible in the serial number, "Vox! That must be it! Well I guess anyway."
Suddenly sand and grit starts flying up in the hollow wreckage, and the groans of engines start echoing around the ruins, then footsteps start storming towards the ship. SCREEE! Buzz saws start to cut giant holes in the walls, Vox covered his ears, the sound of screeching is not pleasing to a cryogenic sleeper after they have woken up. The holes were complete but the metal was still standing.
"Troopers! Enter!" a loud voice shouted out, after very moment a loud bang resonated across the walls, followed by cut out metal sheets collapsing. Patrols of Stormtroopers stormed into the wreckage surrounding Vox, followed by a man dressed in a black robe, with a black oval-like hat on his brown haired head. He had a very pale skin tone along with a fringe covering his left eyebrow; he had brown eyes and held a small blaster in his left hand.
"Radars picked up a signal inside the Flare ruins on Tarneos, and I guess we found it," said the black robed man,
"What's it to you?" snapped Vox while trying to intimidate him,
"We are the New sith Order's Roteth system branch, who work alongside the First Order, who get orders from Supreme Leader Snoke, and I am General Padfoot, one of Darth Inferno's greatest generals,"
"Okay, and are those Stormtroopers?"
Padfoot then ran towards the unsuspecting Vox and grabbed him around the neck, lifting him just a bit higher than ground level.
"What are you playing at punk? How can you possibly not know wha…?" Padfoot stopped and dropped Vox on to the hot, dusty ground and walked towards the Stormtrooper leader,
"Take him in, and make sure that he stays in his cell."
"Roger that sir, alright boys take him in!" the Stormtroopers started to close in on Vox with the leader get the handcuffs ready to bring him in, Vox knew he couldn't escape so he gave in.
The Stormtroopers shoved him in the Patrol Hoverers and blasted off to the Roteth sith Outpost, the hoverer was a fairly small ship with barely enough space for 30 Stormtroopers, from where Vox was sitting he could not even see the pilot in the cockpit, the ship tossed and turned, but the 27 Stormtroopers standing in the ship seemed to be immobilised and deaf, due to the fact that they wouldn't talk nor communicate with their base.
Once they arrived at a giant Star Destroyer, another person that looked exactly like General Padfoot, except he had blonde hair that was all messed up and had green eyes.
"What do we have here? A Small fry? An escaped prisoner? Or maybe a newbie, nah it couldn't be, otherwise you wouldn't be locked up would you? Take him away boys!" the troopers all replied in unison
"Yes Sergeant Luka!" Vox didn't say anything, for he was too busy trying to see where General Padfoot was meandering off to, but he could only see a sea of Stormtroopers, Empire Officers, and that blonde haired officer.
"Get in filth!" snapped the Stormtrooper guard as he chucked Vox into a cell, the guard then resumed guarding the cell door, the cell was quite open, but not big if, there was a toilet and a sink along with a, levitating bed along the back wall, there was also a small bench in the bottom right corner of the room.
'A Stormtrooper, Stormtrooper, they must be the bucket heads, around the whole place, why would they check the Flare ruins for one signal though,' thought Vox
'And how did I get in that cloning pod?' BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP! Sirens rang with announcements saying loudly like Alackays screeching at the sight of an alien buffet; 'All Stormtroopers, please proceed to the docking bay with battle gear,' Vox noticed that his cell guard was fleeing to the docking bay, along with a bunch of other Stormtroopers.
"HEY!" he shouted, but not one person could hear him over the constant booming of the sirens.
"hey, hey you," Vox looked at the cell door from the cell's bed, there stood a soldier, it didn't look much like a Stormtrooper, he had a helmet with a connected lenses over the eye region, his mouth was showing as well as a tiny stubble.
"Who are you?" the man whispered as he fiddled with number lock,
"I'm Vox, I was found in a cloning pod at the Flare's wreckage," the door hissed open
"Huh really? Well I'm Daniel, Daniel Lakelan, a General for the Rebel Alliance of the "Roteth System and the Rebel Federation."
"Really? I thought there was only the Sith Order?"
"Well there's more than evil in the galaxy kiddo, c'mon we need to get outta here!"
Vox stood up and started running after Daniel, as he ran down the hall steam, gas and metal went flying everywhere,
"My squad has already attacked the power generator in the core of this ship; it's rigged to blow in the one minute."
"One minute!" Vox squealed
"That's barely enough time to escape!"
"For a normal person, and I'm not a normal person," and with that the two were already in the landing bay facing a weird X-Wing.
"What's wrong with that X-Wing?"
"That my friend is a customised X-Wing," the X-Wing had two extra fins on each side of the ship near the nose of the ship, it also had two upwards facing fins on the top wings, and another two downwards facing fins on the bottom wings. The engine of the ship was glowing bright orange and red, like a furnace blazing away at night, the ship had two cockpits, one forwards and one backwards, there was a small gap in between the cockpits, there sat an astromech droid, with bright green stripes and a flat head.
"Alright hop on in! Do you know how to work the firing mechanism on these things?"
"I guess, why?"
"Because you'll be shooting while I drive, hop in the back seat and get ready, R8-26 get ready for take-off." The droid beeped happily as the engine started up.
BOOM! The floor of the landing bay starts to crack open,
"Hurry up R8," the droid's beeping started to get faster, but it manages to fly off in time.
"Vox look out for any incoming Ties-Fighters,"
"Gotcha Daniel."
The ship started to go down, but Tie-Fighters started to fly out of it, Vox was about to press the trigger when he got a headache, he shut his eyes tight and saw something, something he remembered almost, he saw a peculiar ship going down, with the word FLARE on the side of it, the image changed to him being shoved into a pod by the ship's shaking, just after coming out of it. He opened his eyes again in shock, to hear his name being shouted out, and a group of Ties flying right at them.
He starts firing like a maniac shooting them down easily,
"Wow you sure you've never done this before?" implies Daniel, but Vox was too busy shooting Ties coming out of the doomed ship to reply. He stops for a second and notices that the ship was crashing down on to Tarneos, he realises at that moment that the scene looks exactly like the Flare's crash.
"Wait a minute," Daniel says "if you came from a cloning pod today, how do you know what an X-Wing is and how to work ship cannons?"
"To be honest with you Daniel, I don't know, but something tells me that my history is not at all that straight forward as I think it is,"
"Well something tells me that we're going to be good friends Vox, real good,"
"Seems that way bud,"
"Well, we're here boy, the Rebel Alliance of the Roteth System's base right here on good ol' Balkav, we're going in for landing General Potenel,"
"Permission granted buddy, welcome home" says a voice from the communication system.
"We're going in for a dive Vox hold on tight!
END OF CHAPTER 1