The quote that was suppose to be in the prologue~ Careful you must be when sensing the future. The fear of loss is a path to the dark side - Master Yoda

This chapter~ When you ask for trouble, you should not be surprised when they'd find you. - Master Plo Koon

I'm sorry it took this long just to get the first chapter up, but, I have been working on Ara's Boys, and I recommend reading those chapters if you want to get to know some of the new characters. But I will slowly introduce them in (hopefully not in a confusing way) but I won't be telling their whole story. Well, I'd like to believe a good amount of stuff happens here... Hope ya like the first chapter!


The clicks of our boots were in sync. It drove me insane. Yet, I still find myself coming back. For the rebellion. As hard as my life has been, the stupid thing is, I wouldn't trade it for anything. Nothing at all. I somehow, always get stuck marching in the middle. I had nothing to complain about, since it gives better cover. They marched us out of the town to the edge. I hadn't gotten a good look at the man who lead us, but I knew, there was something familiar. All of the sudden, everyone halts. I could only see so much through the cluster of bucketheads, but what I could make out, was two rebels. They were outnumbered. Basically, they were cornered, even with the infinite stretch of land behind them.

Well, I have enough information, I decided.

I wasn't about to leave two fellow rebels like this, so I concealed four bombs in my hand. Once I activated them, I let them drop and I ran. I rammed my way through the men, who still hadn't figured it out. God they were stupid sometimes. When the bombs went off, I was launched forward. My head slammed into a rock, knocking off my helmet. I dug my hands into the dirt as I slid to a stop on the balls of me feet. Some of the temporary cover paint had chipped off, revealing the under paint of my armor. The braid on my left rocked a little closer to my eye, but never reached there. The rest of my hair was tied off by the end of my neck. I couldn't have it all the way up in a trooper helmet. I narrowed my eyes, shielding my mind so the general, I guessed, wouldn't recognize me like I did him. Mistan had grown his hair out. Some strands hung in front of his face. It made me uneasy sensing even more hate in him than I did so many years ago. I took out my helmet as I stood, it was merely a rectangle of metal. I pressed a button, setting it at the base of my neck, as the helmet formed around my head. I've only had it three years and it already was as beat up like if I had it for five. I kept my eyes on Mistan as a small ship arrived.

"Commander." Mistan's cold stare didn't leave me. "Kill them all." With that command, Mistan got on the ship. "I won't waist my time with rebels." He remarked before the ship took off and swiftly disappeared. The troopers boots made a short clap of thunder, as the raised their blasters. If only they could have seen my smile, as I stood taller.

"Bring it." I growled, keeping a hand close to the back of my belt. Even though my helmet was more beaten than my armor, I could see clearly.

"She's crazy." One of the rebels mumbled behind me. I felt something slide down my face.

"Yes. Yes I am." Right after I responded, the bucketheads opened fire. I deflected their bolts easily, hitting them back. Soon, the only sound was smiling from the things these dumb asses were able to hit. In the far distance, I could hear more clicks. One swift movement was all it took for me to turn on my heel to the rebels and hook the hilt back onto my belt. "Now would be a good time to run!" I announced taking off. As the three of us ran, I couldn't help but be reminded of Ghost. There was no way they could recognize me now. It had been so long and I had changed so much. The only reason I wear a helmet, was because my face was layered with scars. Some of them were fading, others still burned every now and then. There was a scar on my lip from being punched so much. Hell, my left ear had chunks missing.

Once we were able to stop at an abandoned group of homes, the girl looked at me.

"Y - Y- you're a - a Jedi." She stuttered. She almost reminded me of Sabine. Almost.

"And you're two lost kids a little far from home. Almost getting yourselves killed for wearing your rebel officer patch." I stated sharply, taking off my helmet since my face hurt. Not looking either of them in the eye, I shook my head. It was pounding. Both their eyes widened seeing all my scars. The girl gasped.

"You're bleeding." The boy stated the obvious.

"No shit, detective." I wouldn't call him a man, I had only seen his kind a few times, but he still looked young and was still reckless.

I smiled, letting out a soft laugh as I asked myself. And who does that remind you of?

My smile soon faded and I hid a pained expression. I missed him.

"I can help-"

"You don't need to worry about me kid." I snapped, turning my attention to a sound only I picked up on.

"That cut need-"

My sharp look made him cut himself off, as I turned back.

"What is it?" The girl asked after a short silence.

"Buck-. Troopers. Two of them heading this way." I tensed up. "They want me. Not you. Get going." My com beeped a little. "Not now boys." I whispered. Over the years I had been separated from Ghost, I took in a crew of my own. I always tried to make sure I wasn't away from them that long.

"We can help. We aren't useles-"

"If you're with me, they will call in more to go after you. But if they just see me strolling around and know what I am, they will send someone. Far. Worse." My boys were all I had left. "It shouldn't take long. I'll signal when it's safe."

The boy nodded, taking the girl by the arm and they went off. I picked up my com, pressing my thumb into the side, but I didn't turn it on. I had to hold my breath several times with all the bullshit I rattled off. The troopers behind me were good at being quiet, but I wasn't stupid. They both fired. Only one of them hit me. In the arm. But I dropped like I was dead anyway. I hit the ground on my side.

"Is it that easy to kill a Jedi?" One asked.

"They're a dying breed and getting careless." The second answered.

My ass I'm careless. I thought, before hearing more shots.

The bucketheads hit the ground. I pushed myself onto my back, to be facing a tall, handsome man looking down at me. His amber blue eyes were charming. His hair, jet black, combed over to keep out of his face. Yet a few rogue strands hovered over, but weren't very long. His smile glittered and danced with his eyes as he grinned at me, reaching down. I took his gloved hand as he helped me up.

"Asswhole." I spat. "Couldn't you have come. I don't know. Before I got shot?"

"What? No, 'Thanks Aiden for saving my life'?" Aiden remarked with a smirk. This jerk also happens to be one of few friends I had.

"Like you have room to talk." I stated.

"Where were you hit?"

"Forearm."

Aiden wore a draping vest like overcoat, by the time he had it off to use as a sling for me, I already healed my arm halfway. I didn't use the force to heal often, but I needed both my arms to help to hit hard.

Aiden rolled his eyes. "Show off."

He was human, but he wasn't force sensitive like I was. If he was good for anything, he was pretty damn good with a blaster. Maybe a little better than me now since I showed him a few things. I whistled loudly, before turning back to Aiden.

"So how long are you going to be my shadow this time?" Each time we ran into each other Aiden would stay with me. And he actually would come in handy, when I wasn't saving his skin.

"Don't know, but I feel somethin' big is gonna happen." He gave me a cocky smile.

"Oh no. The last time you said that, I was this close to killing you before the troopers did." I held my fingers meters apart. Aiden just shook his head and laughed as the two rebels came back. I sighed and turned to them. "I apologize for not introducing myself earlier. They call me Rane Odan. This idiot is Aiden Malric, a friend of mine." I introduced, wanting to get going before more troopers showed. "Alright. If we don't want more troopers on our tails we should get going." The command came natural and the two didn't seem to like me bossing them around. "Hold it the both of you." I paused. "You want me to leave, say it to my face now. Cut the courtesy crap." Both their looks dropped a little, but they kept their mouths shut. I crossed my arms. "You want to trust me, but you want to keep your guard up." I looked at the boy. "You don't like that I'm too quick to give orders or get snappy. You want me gone for that and a few other things about me bother you." I looked at the girl. "You're on the fence. you want me to stay and leave for the same reasons he does. But you see and outside reason why I should come with you." I paused as their mouths dropped open. "Things don't get as complicated when you say it."

"H - h - how do you know?" The girl looked at me, as I walked away, like I read her mind.

"I'm a Jedi. Remember?" I deepened my voice, turning to them. "But I also have to live with a Lorrdian who doesn't stand up for himself. With how predictable that kid can be, it's easy to pick up on his language."

They looked at each other. "On behalf of the rebels stationed all over the galaxy, will you join our forces here?" The girl spoke up.

I held back a comment. "Gladly." Then I turned, walking away again and they caught up to us. I had a few conditions I explained as we made our way to where they stashed the speedsters. Aiden lit up seeing the two machines and hopped onto the front of one.

"Oh no. You wrecked the last one you drove when I was with you." I used the force to set Aiden in the back.

"Hey! Not funny Rane. You're not even gonna drive this one." Aiden complained. It made me feel like I was listening to one of the twins - Zekk or Cregan. I took them both in four years ago.

"I don't care who's driving. I'm not about to watch a perfectly good machine get destroyed. I answered as I sat in the front of the second. I hooked the metallic rectangle that was my helmet, onto my belt.

"Shouldn't you wear that?" The girl asked me.

"I only wear this one most the time so I don't scare anyone." I answered, tucking the small braid behind my cut ear, before driving forward.

God, how I missed this.

The wind in my face, surrounded by some of the beautiful landscape of this planet. The only other thing that could top this was actually flying. I was taught by one of the best. I smiled at the thought not letting the memory distract me.

You were born to fly. The voice told me. It's in your blood.


Gee, I wonder what character told Ara that. Are they even still alive? I'm gonna add a bonus type story in Ara's Boys that will be for Aiden. I don't really want to bring this up, but oh well. Anyone wondering where Haken is? If you really want to find out like, stat, you should read The Birthday Boy part 2 in Ara's Boys. That's all I'm gonna say on that subject... I'm gonna do my best to get the next chapter up soon. I have my laptop fixed and I'm hoping that can make things easier. Also, sadly... In a few weeks school in my town is gonna be starting up, I have no clue if that will fully effect my writing, but I hope it won't. So, until the next chapter! May the force be with you all!