-1The start of a Rebellion

Chapter 3

Tall Pine trees swayed in the wind. They were a hundred feet tall, some of them even one hundred-fifty feet tall. Off about ten miles to the west was a vast swamp, including a vast mangrove forest. There was a moment of calm, and out of the sky shot a large white and red blur.

"What are you doing boy! Pull up!" Samuel yelled, holding onto a hold above him. A young Jedi tried desperately to pull up and the joy stick.

"Sir! It wont budge!" he said panicky. Samuel ran from the cockpit, sliding, to the main holds were all of the Padawans were holding on for their lives.

"Brace your selves!" He yelled, finally slipping and falling hard to the floor. His light saber clanked and rolled under the seat.

The holding bay was a mass of screaming. But there was nothing that Samuel could have done. All he could was pray for their survival. The next thing he knew, there was a large jolt, and smashing sound, a sound of fingers scraping a chalkboard, then an abrupt halt. Samuel looked up, they seemed to be suspended in mid air. He looked to his left, than his right, all around him the Padawans were stirring, then with a sickening lurched they fell into space…

Samuel herd the chirping of birds, and he smelled fresh pine trees. He opened his eyes. He saw blinking lights above him. He gingerly moved his arm and hand to touch his head. His helmet wasn't there. He turned his head to the left, and there it was. It must have fallen off, and had rolled under a air speeder.

Samuel pushed him self up. He seemed all-right, after all his armor seemed to have gave him some protection. He looked around and found all the Padawans stirring. A few of them were sitting up, blinking into the flashing light, and others were up and looking out of a window.

"You lot ok?" Samuel asked. There were grunts from the one still laying on the ground, and nods and small yes' from those of them that were up.

"Master James, your light saber." a small girl said, tugging on his elbow. She handed it to him. Samuel nodded, patted her on the head and walked to the cockpit where he found The young Jedi sitting up. He was pressing buttons, but nothing came on.

"How bad it is?" James asked. The young Jedi flicked a switch above him and a small hologram of the ship came up on the dashboard They were tipped slightly at a twenty-three degree angle. Areas of the fully colored gunship were bright red.

"The red indicates the damaged areas." The boy said. He pointed to multiple places. "The worst of these damages are on the engines." He said, pointing to them. Samuel nodded. "Err… I never caught your name." Samuel said sheepishly. The young Jedi turned to him.

"Its Tyler…Tyler Wolfe." He said, looking away. Samuel nodded.

"Any way of fixing this?" Samuel asked, looking at the hologram.

"Not likely Tyler said. He shrugged. " There's always that air speeder."

Samuel thought on it for a minute.

"Ok, you and that lot in there" He said, pointing through the door, "will wait here, and I'll take that air speeder, and try and scope out there area… By the way, where are we?" Samuel asked. Tyler looked over onto another screen.

"Dantoonine." Tyler said simply. Samuel nodded, walking though the door.

"Ok, Tyler Wolfe is going to watch over you. DO NOT leave the ship. I have to clue what's out there, and I'm taking the air speeder to check out there area, maybe then we could set up some sort of camp, and figure some kind of way to get out of here." Samuel said, opening the cockpit.

"Tyler! Open up the left holding door!" Samuel said, hoping into the cockpit. There was a hum, and a clink and the door started to slide back wards, though with much grinding and snapping of sticks. The door was fully opened and Samuel flicked a large green switch and the air speeder started to rise. Samuel pulled the throttle sown all the way. He seemed to be just hovering. He pushed the joy stick forward and he slid out of the chip. He moved the throttle up and started to hear the hum of the engines as they pushed him forward. Samuel opened up communications with The Gunships short wave.

"Tyler, close those doors, over." Samuel said, turning only one of the joysticks to the right. Pulling back on both of the joysticks and he started to rise at a sixty degree angle.

It wasn't long until he was above all of the trees. He slowed down to an almost complete stop and hovered over the plains.

End of chapter 3