Once upon a time, on the planet Zanzibar, the industrial wind power facility stationed there used to be the home of a bunch of simulation soldiers. Red Team on one side and blue team on another. But a few years earlier, a very violent Freelancer massacred every last idiot there, stole their power, and abandoned it. However, the provisions—such as food, drinks, and spare energy—were left behind by the Meta stored away. That made it a good place for Jena Isa and Strike to hole up for a while.

After her meditation period, Jena picked up some of the last food stored away and brought it to the table where Strike was polishing his blaster. They both had bowls of fresh, hot soup.

"By my count, we've got only a few weeks of food left." Jena said. "We need to consider where we go from here."

"I've been going over the map in the computers." Strike said. "Some of the data has been corrupted by some kind of Ai intrusion. However, I did find record of an abandoned UNSC base called Valhalla. Supposedly, the troops there were reported killed, so we won't have to worry about imposing on others. We can see what they left behind."

Jena sighed letting her spoon drop in her soup. "Strike, we can't keep living like this. We've been hiding in one planet after another taking whatever provisions we can. How long can we do this?"

"Sunshine, we're doing all we can. We came to UNSC territory to keep ourselves further from Palpatine."

"You really think that's going to be a permanent solution? This may not be the Empire, but the UNSC isn't deaf on the news that Jedi are branded as traitors and Clones should be terminated. If we go to the military, we'll be shot on sight. And I may be able to deflect blasts with my lightsaber, but I'm not trained with lead bullets. Besides, Palpatine is a Sith Lord. He wants galactic conquest, and he's too ambitious to let the UNSC stand in his way. As soon as he gets an advantage, he'll advance on them and we'll be even less safe."

"Right Look, I know we've been hanging on by a thread for the past decade, but there's literally nothing we can do other than hope something better comes our way."

The two of them didn't expect a sudden sound that startled them. It was the sound of a gunshot. Jena prepared her lightsaber and Strike readied his blaster. The two of them followed the sound downstairs. They then heard another gunshot. This time, they heard a woman's voice.

"You and your squad are on a need-to-know basis, and right now, you don't need to know anything."

Jena and Strike peeked in the generator room to see four figures. They all had blue appearance, except for one guy on the main floor with yellow stripes. There were two figures on the rafters. One was a man with teal armor like the woman below. The other looked like a blue, holographic man some few inches big.

"Seriously?" the hologram asked. "Sheesh, you're worse than Tex!"

The woman in teal armor immediately shot bullets through the hologram.

"Okay." The teal man said. "That one was on you, Church."

"GET OUT!" the woman shouted angrily.

"Fine!" Church said. "We're leaving… Hey, Tucker, I need you to leave. I can't actually do it on my own. Wait." Church looked around. "Washington, Carolina, we're not alone."

"What?" Carolina asked.

"My perimeter sensors have detected two signatures in this room."

Carolina aimed her gun and swung it around. "Who's there? Show yourselves!"

Jena put away her lightsaber while emerging. Strike followed her pointing his blaster. When they walked out, they came face to face with the armored people.

"Who are you?" Washington asked.

"Who are you?" Strike asked. "We've been here for a month, and last time I checked, you people weren't anywhere near it."

"A month?" Carolina asked. "If you disturbed anything…"

"Calm down, everyone." Jena said. "Perhaps there's been some kind of misunderstanding. Let's try again. My name is Jena Isa. This is my friend, Strike."

"Good for you." Carolina said rudely. "Still doesn't put me at ease."

"I bet nothing does." Church said. "Look, let's all just calm down and lower our weapons."

Reluctantly, everyone with a gun lowered their weapons.

"So who are you guys?" Jena asked.

"Well, I'm Church. This is Tucker, Agent Carolina, and Agent Washington."

"Are there any others?" Strike asked.

"Oh, yeah." Tucker said. "We've got a lot more guys parked outside."

"Stop giving them information!" Carolina said. "Why are you two here?"

"We're… on the lam, so to speak." Jena said. "Let's just say we're not favorable to be found by the government."

"Take a number." Church said.

"Do you know anything about a military program called Project Freelancer?" Washington asked.

"Freelancer? You bet I have." Strike said. "I mean, I've only heard rumors. UNSC supersoldiers with special ops missions. My old brigade would tell scary stories about them sometimes."

"Scary stories?" Jena asked.

"Yeah. People getting killed. Skyscrapers collapsing to the ground. Pretty hardcore stuff that makes some of the battles I've seen look stable by comparison."

"I… take it you've been in the military before?" Washington asked.

"Once upon a time." Strike said. "What does Freelancer have to do with this?"

"Well, we're looking for the Director." Church said. "He's on the run and we've been trying to follow his trail."

"Well, we've been here for a few weeks." Jena said. "We haven't seen anything out of place."

"Figured as much." Washington said.

"Well, we can't let that stop us." Carolina said.

"Listen, Carolina, I…" Church stopped himself when he took a good look at Jena. "Hey. What's that on your belt?"

Jena panicked. She turned her waist backwards to hide something. "What do you mean?"

"You're hiding something." Carolina said pointing her gun again. "Reveal it."

"Watch it, lady!" Strike said.

"No." Jena placed her hand on Strike's gun. "It's all right. Let's not end this with violence."

"Someone doesn't know us at all." Tucker said.

Jena reached behind her belt and pulled out her signature weapon. She clicked the button revealing her blue lightsaber.

"You've got to be kidding me." Church said in surprise. "That's a lightsaber. You're a Jedi!"

"What's a Jedi?" Tucker asked.

"It's like a space knight." Church said. "They used to protect the galaxy, but after the Clone Wars, they were labeled as criminals and were hunted down."

"Don't believe everything you hear." Strike said. "The Jedi didn't do anything wrong, least of all, Jena here."

"The truth is, Emperor Palpatine is an evil man who hates the Jedi." Jena continued. "He hunted us down because we posed a threat to his goal of galactic domination."

"That sounds ridiculous." Carolina said.

"It's also said that the Jedi have strange psychic powers." Church said.

"I wouldn't call them psychic powers." Jena said. "It's just our connection to the Force."

"The Force?" Washington asked.

"It's this energy thing that connects to everyone in the universe." Strike said. "I don't quite get it myself, but Jena and the rest of the Jedi dedicated their very livelihoods around it. And trust me, I've seen her do some amazing things with it."

"They're not that amazing." Jena said. "I'm sure any true Jedi master would do the same thing. Technically, I'm still in training?"

"So you can connect to anyone." Carolina said. "All right then. I'll make you a deal. We'll forget we ever saw you if you help us find the Director."

"Us?" Jena asked. "What can we do?"

"Well, you said this Force thing can connect to everyone. If we're at a dead end, maybe you can use it to find the Director."

"Have you not been listening to me?" Jena asked. "I can't do that. I don't know if it's even possible to use the Force like that."

"If you don't then I may have to take certain measures." Carolina said. "I could always call up the UNSC and tell them there's a couple of fugitives here."

"You can't do that." Strike said.

"Try me."

"…Fine." Jena said. "If all else fails, I'll see what I can do."

"Kid."

"I've got to, Strike. It's the only way we're getting out of this free. So where do we start?"

"Follow me, babe." Tucker said. "I'll introduce you to the others. And maybe later, I can introduce you to my bedroom."

"Bedroom?" Church asked. "Tucker, we came here by jeep. There's no bed."

"Shut up." Tucker said.

As soon as they left, Washington and Carolina were left alone.

"That was harsh." Washington said.

"I had to." Carolina said. "They wouldn't listen otherwise."

"But you can't make empty threats like that. We're wanted by the UNSC too. We can't turn them in without turning ourselves in."

"And they don't have to know that. Just search the area for clues and get ready to move out."

Washington stared. "Yes, boss. Whatever you say."

Author's Note: Happy Star Wars Day, everyone. To commemorate this fan holiday, I am updating my only Star Wars story. Any and all comments are welcome.