Sorry I haven't written quicker, but my computer (or maybe it was the site) wasn't working. Oh well it doesn't matter now. Once again I do not own Star Wars (though that is not to say I don't wish I did)!
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I continued walking along through the city streets. Why was I chosen...what makes me so special? How am I going to explain this to mom and dad? How long have I been gone? I thought to myself. I hadn't been watching where I was going and I found myself passing the cantina from the movies. I wonder what it is really like inside? I decided no harm would come from just walking in and went on in. Nothing could have fully caught the essence of the place. The sounds, the smells, and the sights were nothing as I had expected them to be, no movie could fully capture it. I found it all overwhelming and I had to go back out.
I began walking and came to the docking ay. I was standing in front of one ship. Something about it was familiar, but where from? Certainly not from real life, things like this didn't exist there. Could it be this sleek brown ship was from my mind's eye? Of course that must be it. I continued walking around the ship until I came to where the name was written in a deep black paint on the hull. Night Hawk. My ship. I knew it. I wasn't ready to go in so I continued walking and thinking.
When I finally looked up I found myself in a part of the city that was darker than the rest. I thought it was just my imagination until I felt the hand clap over my mouth. I tried to scream but no sound would come out. The hand drew me into the alleyway behind me and whispered in my ear," Be quiet. There are many people looking for you. Not all of them friendly." He took his hand from my mouth and had his back to the open street so I couldn't run as I would have, but I wouldn't need to. I saw a shadow come up behind him. The shadow lifted something above its head, something that looked mysteriously like a frying pan, and brought it crashing down on his head. He fell over, unconscious.
"Who are you?" I whispered
" It's okay. I am Marian Blond .I have been watching you. I know these streets and you should not be out alone. I just thought I should help you out. Do you know who that is?" asked the girl. She looked no older than me and had long blonde hair and piercing green eyes.
"Karli. And I don't know who he is."
Marian suddenly began making quick movements and she raised the frying pan, I could see that is what it was, over her head. I hadn't noticed, but I had steeped forward until the man was at my back. I ducked as she brought it down behind me. He caught it and deflected the blow.
"Listen I am a friend. I brought you here, and I guess I tell you why before someone else find you. You haven't been here but our enemies know you're here already, and they want you dead." He spoke softly and pulled back the brown cloak he had been wearing from his face. He had platinum blonde hair and bright blue eyes. He looked about twenty-five. " Follow me."
********************************************************************************************Hey make sure you Review and I need to also know if your character has a ship and if so the name...I still need evil characters!