His breath was quick and panicked, the heavy plates of his vest putting unnecessary pressure on his side. His vision was blurry, eyes nearly squeezed shut and tears coming out. A group of soldiers quickly surrounding him and applying the best medical aid they could. They were wearing some sort of baggy green uniform, with exposed arms and faces.
They pulled the safety release of his kit and threw it to the side, quickly pulling him to his side to inspect for exit wounds. That's when he started vehemently coughing, blood splattering out of his mouth as he choked on it. He started to tremble out of primal fear as he felt cold in the baking sun. "Oh god, I'm gonna die! I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die."
"No you're not, you're going to be fine. You're going to go home," the Medic quickly ran to help. She began to ask the other soldiers around him what was the severity of his wounds.
"Three shots to the chest, two in the lungs. One bounced out of his shoulder." The sergeant said, wiping away pooling blood from his face. What looked like a needle protruded within his hand, and it quickly stabbed into his leg. Now, he couldn't feel anything but bliss. And black started to swirl all around him.
"I've seen worse kid, you'll be just fine. Relax now."
Bastien suddenly jolted up from his bed, a thin grimy layer of sweat covering him. He looked quickly around his room, seeing the dark emptiness of his barracks room. Another nightmare, the same as the last few weeks before.
He rubbed his tired eyes. The dreams were getting more vivid as of late, seeming like that their events just recently happened. Even with all his years of living, Bastien hasn't experienced such pain and fear. The faces in the nightmare, they were all so familiar. Nearly like family, but he couldn't put a name to any of them.
"Hey, what're you doing awake?" That was a voice he was familiar with. Kendyl was looking down from her bunk, eyes baggy and red from being woken up. Or having her own terrors.
"Just a nightmare," he replied, throwing his sheet over his frame. "Go back to sleep."
She only watched for a few solemn seconds, before her head retreated back up to her own bed. He looked across the room, seeing two other bodies sleeping in the opposing side of the barracks room. He checked the chronometer that was on a desk near him, 0329. It would only be an hour and a half until he had to get up.
He sighed and wriggled in his bed, trying to close his eyes to sleep. Bastien would rather try to gain a few precious minutes instead of trying to sneak it into his long patrol. Lothal was such a boring planet, even if he'd only been stationed here only a week ago he's felt as if he's seen all the planet for it's worth. What the empire had to do here was a mystery to him.
He closed his eyes for the sweet essence of rest, and started to dream again. It was a memory, he was certain of it. It was at the Imperial Academy on his backwater homeworld, doing a simple run around a course. He didn't fall out, he was one of the top ten.
Then Bastien was getting issued his very first set of Stormtrooper armor, perfectly tailored to his size and build. It fit and felt like a glove. Then, he was issued scout armor, lighter and more flexible on him.
That's when he was now known as CZ-1618, but that wasn't his real name. It was Bastien Mezell.
Somehow, he knew. Somehow Bastien knew that wasn't his true name, either.
Hello everyone to my latest SYOC (sort of). I'm gonna keep it simple, the description would say whatever I don't need to explain here. I'll be asking for about 5 OCs to be part of the story.
The OCs submitted will be Earthlings who have been reincarnated into the universe that is Star Wars, each with their own unique backstory and such. I don't mind self inserts! Here's a few simple rules to submit a character:
PM only, title your pm subject as Star Wars OC with your characters Star Wars name on it
No Mary Sues, should be self explanatory
I will allow former Jedi Padawans and other imperials, but no "related to Darth Vader/best friends with Ezra Bridger please!"
Please be creative and have fun!
Here's the application ready to copy and paste on my profile! The detailed the better! (Star Wars will be abbreviated to its initials)
Star Wars Life
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Earth Life
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That's it, hope you've enjoyed the story so far. Can't wait to see the OCs, please leave a review and follow!