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This is only the second chapter and it's only going to get better from this point forward. I hope you all enjoy this chapter. I kept the first chapter notoriously short because I thought it would be a better cliffi. Oh by the way school is starting for me tomorrow so I might be a little late on updating but not to worry I'll try my best!!!
It has been Eighteen years since Jon's kidnapping. Since then he has been fully accepted by the Sand People. He is fluent in their language and is studying Galactic Basic, much to the dislike of the Sand People's tradition of their culture. But now he was meditating in his quarters while wearing the full Tusken garbs that were slightly uncomfortable because of their tight fit. Jon always meditated because it was calming. His meditation was cut short by a Tusken guard who came into his quarters telling him that the chieftain wanted him.
"I will be there presently." Jon said. He got up off the floor and left his quarters then proceeded down the main hall to the Chieftains chambers. The walls were made out of tanned Bantha hides that gave the hall an arid sweet smell. He then entered the Chieftains chambers wondering why the Chieftain summoned him.
"Greetings Raskar, I assume you mediation went well?" the Chieftain asked. Raskar is what they called Jon. But Jon had always knew his name he couldn't explain how though.
"It went fine Chieftain, but I don't think that is why you summoned me, am I correct?"
"You are correct; I wanted to discuss the rank of your Warrior class."
"You are not planning to demote me are you?" Jon asked.
"No not at all, I will tell you why I wanted to discuss it. I have noticed you are very gifted, I have seen you levitate books in your quarters even though you try to hide the aspect that you are an excelled warrior, I wish to give you the rank of Elite but even you know what that costs." The Chieftain said.
"A Krayt Dragon Pearl!" Jon exclaimed.
"Do not act so surprised, you knew that this was inevitable." The Chieftain said. Jon got on his knees.
"Excuse my remark but Chieftain do you know what you ask of me?" Jon asked hesitantly.
"I know very well of what I asked, I wouldn't have summoned you if I didn't know what I wanted you for. I feel very confident in your abilities. Now stand up! You will accept this quest no questions asked."
"But..." Jon began.
"I said no questions asked." The Chieftain grunted sternly. "I have provided a Bantha, a portable Vaporator, a blaster rifle, food supplies, and sleeping gear. Will that be all that you need?"
"Yes Chieftain I will begin my Journey at once."
"Good and you know the traditions of our people, you must not come back until you find a dragon pearl, and since you seem discouraged I will tell you that you'll find good luck finding a Krayt Dragon in the Junland Wastes. Take the path through the mighty mountains, otherwise you'll end up walking through other Sand People territory, it maybe slower but it's the best path."
"Thank you Chieftain I will be on my way." Jon left the Chieftains chambers and made his way to the entrance of the campsite. Other Sand People were there to see him off his long journey; they had already equipped his Bantha for him when he went outside. Once he went outside he grabbed the saddle on the Bantha and lifted himself up. He took the hook that was used to control the Bantha and lightly jabbed it with the hook to make it walk. The other sand people were cheering him on until they could be heard no longer.
Living in the middle of the dune sea had its advantages and disadvantages. For one thing it hid his tribe from settlers; the other thing is that as far as he could see it was just sand meeting the horizon. He then began to meditate to find his way; he expanded his senses to find the Mountains that he needed to get to. It was very difficult for him to find the mountains but a picture of it formed in his mind, he then began to turn his Bantha in the direction of where he was getting the picture of the mountains. He knew this journey was going to take a long time to complete and the chances of seeing a Krayt Dragon was a rare chance indeed. He had to complete the task otherwise if he did return empty handed he would be exiled, left to wander aimlessly through the desert until death would overtake him. With that in mind he had to complete the task.
Three days later...
Jon finally reached the mountains. He saw that the "mighty mountains" was nothing but a ledge overlooking a few Sand People villages that he could easily walk down to with the Bantha. He didn't want trouble with other tribes so he decided to keep on the ledge for now. Soon he passed the villages with no trouble, but he was still on the ledge. He soon came up to a pass that was surrounded by rock on both sided. This must've been the "Path through the Mountains." It was a shady area that would be a safe haven from the twin suns beating down on him all the time. He proceeded through the pass. It was a longer way still and night began to fall. He had to setup camp in the pass. He would've rather setup on open ground because of Womp Rats that came out at night. He got of his Bantha and fed it Bantha fodder, then let it get a drink of water from a big water jug tied to the back of the Bantha with a hose attached to it. He always fed the Bantha first According to tradition. He then took off his mask and ran his fingers through his short black hair. Getting out the sand that had gotten through his mask. The opened a pack on his belt and got out some Bantha jerky then ate it, it wasn't the best of food but it was what he had and It was less dehydrating for his body while it was digesting it. He let out a big sigh of relief that he had gotten this far without any accidents, he still kept his Blaster rifle and Gaffi stick close just incase something were to happen.
He got out a blanket and wrapped it around himself and prepared to fall asleep when a rustling up at the top of the small canyon knocked a few small pieces of rock on Jon's head. He immediately reached for his Gaffi stick because he didn't want to waste an energy cell using his blaster rifle against Womp rats. He saw that there were three of them, all with their teeth bearing ready to rip into Jon's flesh. Jon was ready to fight but he was nervous about such a small area. He didn't expect a fourth one to tackle him from behind and knock him to the ground. He sprung back up and hit the first one that lunged for him. He saw it limped away. The other three dove for him, Jon dodged out of the way, he saw two more coming down from the canyon. Jon began to grab a thermal detonator but he didn't want to create a rock slide from the explosion that could bury him and everything else. The Womp Rats were slowly creeping up to him. Jon had an idea to use his levitating skills to lift a few rocks and hurl them at the Womp Rats; it was crazy enough to work. He began to concentrate and extended his hand out in front of him, he lifted a few rocks and hurled them at the Womp Rats, and the rocks struck them dead. There was still one left but it ran off.
He used this opportunity to grab his things; pack them up, and leave the pass that encounter was too close for him. He almost wanted to take one of the dead rats and tie it to his Bantha so he could eat it later, but he decided it was better to get the hell out of there. Once he left the pass he saw both suns just peaking above the horizon. He also saw a desolate area with scattered parts and debris. He had reached the Junland Wastes. He made his way down the steep slope very carefully until he reached the sands. He then saw a big pile of Krayt Dragon Poodoo that looked rather fresh to him; the dragon must not be far off. Jon dismounted his Bantha and prepared to search on foot and tried to look for wild Bantha's and a watering hole, both were a really rare find. But then he saw Bantha's in the distance and a giant heat reflection, or maybe it was water. He got on his Bantha and rode towards the heat reflection hoping it was water. Once he got close enough he saw that it was in fact a watering hole, he dismounted his Bantha again and watched the Wild Bantha's across the Watering hole. Suddenly he felt the ground tremble slightly, and heard a mighty roar. On the other side of the watering hole he saw the biggest Krayt Dragon in his life, actually this was the first Krayt Dragon he ever saw period. It grabbed a Banta and bit it in half then swallowed both ends whole, the Bantha still appeared to be twitching. Jon knew that his was the Dragon he had to kill. He mounted his Bantha again and followed it keeping a three hundred yard gap between it and he at all times. He followed it to a cave where it lay down and fell asleep.
"Damn this critter's huge!" Jon said. he began thinking what he should do, a direct attack would only end in death. He though about the dragons surroundings there were pillars of rock near the entrance of the cave, and a gigantic rock on the top of the cave, he took out his Gaffi Stick and started writing his plan in the sand, he'd at least have two maybe three hours to setup his plan. But how to draw the Dragon out was the real issue. Jon looked back to his Bantha for a minute, then he tried to think of another way to draw it out but there was no other way. He got his plan all worked out except for the fact that he's never lifted heavy objects before it could prove to be difficult when he moved the big rock that was on top of the cave. He had to sacrifice his Bantha to do it, it was the only way. He began to put his plan into action. He mounted his Bantha and moved to where the pillars started but directly in front of the cave. He only had one shot to do this so he had to get it right. Once he got the Bantha in position he made an earsplitting Bantha call that Sand People know works. Jon now had the Dragon's full attention. It walked out of its cave directly towards Jon. Jon extended both hands and made two pillars collapse on the dragon, the dragon was stunned but not hurt, Jon did it again, the dragon was stunned it was moving slower but still at a dangerous speed. Jon did this until he ran out of pillars and the Dragon was closing in. Jon got worried, he then tried to lift the heavy rock it wouldn't budge. The Dragon was getting closer.
"Dammit Jon, lift it!" he said to himself. The dragon was almost upon him. Jon gathered all his energy inside him and exerted it trying to get the rock to budge. It came flying out rushing down towards the dragon and landed on its head making it's brains fly out of its crushed skull. The dragon collapsed, Jon was exasperated, and he was panting heavily.
"Holy shit I think I pulled it off!" he laughed but it was a weak laugh. "Now how do I go about getting that pearl?" he thought. He decided he'd explore the cave first to see what he could find. Once he entered he saw a gleaming object in the back of the cave. He walked over towards the gleaming object then picked it up. It was a long highly polished cylinder object with some sort of switch on it. He turned it on and a brilliant white energy blade appeared. He immediately dropped it after activating it, the blade retracted.
"What the hell was that?!" he yelled. He picked it up again and swung it around a few times "it must be some type of sword, nothing like I've ever seen before." He hit it against a rock completely slicing through it. "Geeze, definitely nothing like I've seen before." He looked back to the corpse of the dragon. He walked over to it and plunged the sword in the creature's neck and cut out a piece of it he then searched the smoking chunk of meat and he found what he was looking for.
"All this trouble for this?" Jon said holding up the pearl. "Or all this trouble for this?" he held up the lightsaber even though he didn't know that was the name for it. He then left the cave and mounted his Bantha, and headed back to the settlement.
On his journey back to his settlement in the Dune Sea he was walking on the ledge and knew he was coming up to the village that he passed before, but something was different about it he smelled smoke and the smell of burning flesh. He came across the villages and saw that they were all up in flames. He quickly went down the ledge (or as fast as a Bantha could go) he then dismounted his Bantha and went through the village looking for an answer to what might've caused this mess. There were burning bodies all over and some of them decapitated, he also saw a crashed swoop bike. He walked around for a little longer and came across a data pad that said something most terrible.
"The Tuskens are a blight upon Tatooine, they must be killed, all of them. Settlers have gathered together to wipe out the Tuskens, the New Republic won't help us, we must do it ourselves. They stole my son from me and they will pay dearly for it..."
Jon was full of anger and hatred at that moment. Jon shouted out.
"So settlers! if it's a war you want, you will witness the full fury of the Sand People then you will have a reason to fear us!" Jon then gave a Tusken war cry then hopped onto his Bantha and headed for home as quickly as he could...
