Bespin, Cloud City – 89 ABY
The door to Rowan's bedroom flew right open as he chucked his bag by the desk and flopped onto his bed. He groaned after suffering from his long day at the museum. The sabre he kept tucked in his pants was still there from the excursion today. It was a plain and made out of some kind of stone, as well as no detailed designs or patterns.
Hey lay there, and closed his eyes, digging through these new sets of memories.
Wind started to breeze in a slow upwards motion, his hair, blazer and dangling ribbon flew up into the air as if he was falling from the sky. His eyes began to turn into the frosty blue colour he had once been equipped with, and the lightsabre that he was gripping in his hands morphed into a silver, metallic sabre, like the ones you would see in legends. The motion slowly died away and his frosty blue eyes returned to his normal muddy brown ones. He smiled as he observed the lightsabre from a distance.
All of a sudden the room went dark. The noise accompanying the visuals made it clear what had just happened. It was a black out. He heard a glass object smash in the silence of the sudden dilemma. After a minute, the back-up power started kicking in, and loud footsteps started getting closer and closer towards his bedroom door. For some reason, Rowan didn't feel scared or nervous, but he could sense that it wasn't the same for the person who appeared in front of him.
"Pack ya' bags NOW!" Jesse ran in.
"Wh…"
"There's no time ta' talk. Just grab a small bag and stuff impor'n things inside of it!" He interrupted, panicking. He left the room, trying to do the same with himself. Rowan then ran towards the wardrobe and pulled out a brown-strap bag. He chucked in a small writing book, a writing tool, his favourite shirt and strapped his ProtectDev, a small watch-like device to help him in sticky situations. He changed into his casual gear of black, slim trousers, a white t-shirt and a brown pilot jacket, which had been passed down from his grandfather. He grabbed the lightsabre, which he hid under his pillow, when he had to hide it from Jesse, and threw it in his pack too.
Rowan ran down the stairs to face a stressed and panicking elder sister. Right behind him appeared Jesse, carrying a very similar bag to his.
"Let's go you too!" Gi called out as she rushed to pull her backpack on. Knowing the situation was dire, Rowan ran out the door with the two of them and they all stormed away into the warm, clear night.
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Tatooine – 11 BBY
The bar wasn't really too far away from where the 7th patrol squad had been staying. By walking there it only took about five minutes. It was a shabby, rundown bar that was crowded every night, with many different species of very different races swarming to buy the best drink before they ran out. The 7th patrol squad is comprised of humans, all from different planets. They're quite a lively bunch compared to other patrol squads, but that may be because they're all really close with each other. Even though Ken felt embarrassed being around them sometimes, but he could only figure that one day it would get to the best of him. He enjoyed being around them, but what was hard was trying to keep secrets. His secret.
"I'm so refreshed!" Anthony Gyll, the cheeky, over-enthusiast exclaimed with joy after taking a huge gulp of his cool, funky smelling drink.
"Me too! I swear this really hits the spot!" Gunn Conner, the captain, exclaimed in a similar reaction. He turned is gaze towards the girl.
"Are you feeling okay Ken?" Cally Sodervall, the only female on the team, asked Ken.
"I'm okay, don't worry about it!" He exclaimed in a sincere and calming tone.
"I asked him the same thing." Gunn spoke out to interrupt their conversation. She was feeling quite worried for Ken, and Gunn was a bit jealous of her consent.
"Guys, I'm really…" A huge wave of power had hit Ken. It was like tornado had randomly appeared in the room. It was the force trying to warn him of something. He looked at the four other members of the control squad as they started pulling faces of concern and worry over Ken's dramatic change.
"Take cover!" He yelled to his teammates.
"Why…"
A huge explosion burst out of thin air. The team, as well as the people in the tavern were catapulted metres into the air. Some of the customers in the bar had hit the walls, grunting from the sudden impact. Others had collided with objects or even people as the force of the explosion pushed them without hesitation.
Ken had only flew back a metre, but in the process, hit his head on the side of a table. The pounding started growing louder and heavier as it started aching. Lying on a floor covered in broken debris, he used as much of his strength as he could to turn his head towards the centre of the explosion. He managed to make a figure coming through the hole of the bar. The black outline was something that he recognised, but before his brain could process the colour black had flushed into his vision, and thus losing conscience.
Hi guys, I'm back again.
If you've sort of picked up by now, these three characters are based off of already existing characters, just with a twist.
Rowan Everbright and his two older sibling are inspired off of the Freemaker adventures. Rowan's actual name is Rowan Freemaker, and his two older siblings are actually called Kordi and Zander (I can't remember how to spell his name...). There is a huge section of the story about Rowan's connection to the kyber crystals, which really boosted the idea of creating and developing the Kybermaster. Also Rowan is really young, so it would be kind of cool to bring that idea out too.
Ken Corrino is inspired off of Cal Kestis from Star Wars Jedi: Fallen Order. I really liked the idea of how he already has his connections with the force, and how either way, he ends up equipping a dual bladed lightsabre. Also, purple has been the most anticipated colour from fans and also the mythological meaning behind the colour of purple kind of matched his past and personality. Red hair is cool.
Arlan Hawkes is inspired off of Thayne Kyrell from the Japanese manga, Star Wars: Lost Stars. I like the idea of how he grew up with the empire, as well as having his childhood friend, who really is psychotic and evil on the inside. Also, everyone needs to have a different occupation in a story, am I right?
The other four characters are personally created by me, so I hope they can stand out just like these ones...
Stay tuned for the next chapters!