The former starship captain sighed sadly letting his arms rest on the walls of the balcony. Everything just seemed to happen so fast. His mind flooded back to that day…

The captain could see it off in the distance on the other side. Amidst the firing of blasters, buzzing of jetpacks and the roaring of small fighter ships. His nephew's blasters still in their holsters. Under his arm was his helmet which he had now placed on the ground in front of his feet. He appeared to be trying to reason with the captain's mother Countess of their clan. The boy's neck slightly poked out arms flying up and down frantically. He appeared to be trying one last despite the attempt to try and reason with his grandmother.

Just then he heard the sound of a jetpack from behind him. Before he could react the solder behind him he was pinned to the ground of the tall large rock on which the captain once stood. Now he was barely able to move his head causing the enemy to miss the blows from his fits going for his head. With a sudden blue flash of light, the captain's attacker instantly fell to the ground stunned. The captain shakily rose to his feet to see the federation president climbing on top of the rock which the captain still stood. Positioning themselves back to back blasters set to stun. He looked on the other side of the open field of the battle. On the twin rock on the other side, the captain's mother was no longer speaking with her grandson. His mother now had her blaster pointed at her grandson. Who was on the floor of the rock pinned down with the countess's foot on his side. The sun seemed to gleam on the countess and nephews armor. Making the two in the distance disappeared in a blinding flash of light. Gritted teeth the captain focused his eyes on the ground.

"Don't worry will get your nephew back." The president called back from behind him with a smile looking at his ally over his shoulder.

The captain gave a nod saying nothing as the two began firing their weapons at their opponents. The captain rolled out of the way of an oncoming punch from a shoulder flying at him. Turing around adjusting his flight pattern coming around for another pass. The warrior took a fist at the captain and the blow of the enemy's fist made contact with his stomach. Sending him crashing to the ground. The President quickly shot around blaster pointed at the enemy now. Having landed now standing on solid earth. Right before a shot could be fired the warrior swept a leg out from under the president causing him to collapses on his back. The captain once again got to his feet. As he looked over he saw the president being pushed off the edge of the rock by a said warrior. Disappearing behind the rock on the ground below. The drop was just enough to knock the federation leader out cold not kill him.

"Stop right there." The captain said pointing his weapon at the warriors back. He was breathing heavily trying to regain composer after having the wind knocked out of him. The clan member didn't move only glinting from the corner of his eye. Then the clan member slowly turned around. Every single clan member wore the same color armor outside of the respective royal members of their tribe. Each member wore the same sunlit colors. Unlike the last clan member, that the captain and president had faced. This one had two purple diamonds above the glass visor. Embodied in the helmet where the gems would line up just above the eyes whenever the helmet was on. Since the clan leaders always had three purple diamonds and this one only had two like his. The captain knew this was none other than his nephew. The younger family member removed his helmet. His uncle did the same in response as both of them laid their helmets down at their feet.

"Uncle this has to stop." His nephew yelled allowed over the noise of the battle. He didn't turn to face his uncle. Instead, his head now downward staring at the man he had knocked out moments ago from the rock above.

"We have been hostages for too long under your grandmother's rule." Replied the uncle anger rising in his voice. "the fighting won't ever stop if your grandmother doesn't accept that compassion needs to exist in the world. Now she only values strength and power above all things. When we win our freedom, we are going back home and never speaking of this again." The last sentence came out in shaky short gasps. He was still trying to recover from the last punch he had received.

"There needs to be balanced. Strength, compassion, and the one thing that both of these cultures here today value above all else honor." The last few words were said with a hand outstretched indicating everyone in the current fight. Without another moment's hesitation, the younger lifted his helmet off the ground under one arm. His uncle did the same and was sent flying with a kick to the chest from his family member. "If both of my leaders won't listen then maybe what I do next will force you and grandmother to think things through." He looked at his uncle with as much disappointment as he spoke.

The uncle didn't reply. He only turned his head to witness his mother getting on her feet. As he looked back at his nephew. No words could describe how much stronger he had gotten since they had first started there training here on this planet. He was now seeing it before his very eyes. The captain's blaster now lay in front of him. Along with his helmet. His mother on the other end of the battlefield. Slowly standing up trying to shake off the attacks that her grandson had dealt. The nephew still not having wavered from his position. Now went to do just so as he jumped down from the rocks edge. The captain scrabbled to his feet. Only for him to have time to witness his only nephew flee from the battlefield. Into the darkness of the forest beyond. Very few witnesses saw this. Their shocked expressions gave away who they were. The fighting still refusing to cease.

Him, his mother, and the federation president. Who the captain had failed to hear climb back up to the rock. Having awakened just a few minutes ago was watching with just as much shock. The captain retrieved his helmet and blaster off of the earth below. Placing the helmet on his head and the blaster back into its holster. Then examined the battle below them. A nod from the president and from his mother despite being on opposite sides of the battle. All three were in agreement if the boy of two families was to be found then the fighting would need to case as soon as possible. A meeting and treaty would need to be formed between this one clan's countess and the federation president…

The captain's eyes had been shut tight at the memory. Opening them slowly erasing the memory from his mind. What else could have gone wrong that day or any other day for that matter? Today his mother had passed away. Others who sided with him went off to look for his nephew trying to bring him home. Just then a black portal appeared agent the wall of the stronghold. A cloaked figure stepped from outside it towards him. More could indeed go wrong today.