Disclaimer: I don't own Star Wars. I do own Jon though.
Hey sorry I'm late, the school library doesn't open until the twentieth of September so I'm forced to write this in study hall. (The teachers get mad when you don't do school work!) It's been tough; Junior year in high school is tough in general I've gotten used to it but it's going to be harder to type up chapters I'll try my best though, enjoy!
It was getting to be dark soon and Mos Eisley was like a burning torch. Making the Tusken campground cast shadows in the dunes. Jon was meditating in his tent trying to figure out how close the Republic Fleet had gotten to Tatooine. He reached out with his senses but he couldn't find the ships, something or someone was blocking him from finding them. He immediately sensed Luke's presence.
"Welcome back Jon, are you ready to stand down?"
"Why would I stand down, I don't see any reason to do so."
"You'll notice I've clouded your vision to the force, I intend for you to not find my fleet."
"I've noticed, why do you not want me to find your fleet? Are you already here, Luke Skywalker of the Republic?" Jon said in a mocking tone. Luke laughed and Jon could hear it.
"You certainly think you know everything don't you? But you're wrong, I'm not anywhere near you and your pathetic army of rampaging Tuskens. I'm surprised that you don't know why I'm even after you, my real reason."
"Should I be concerned? Maybe you want to face me in a lightsaber duel? Or maybe you want to train me to be like you, there are so many questions I could ask but which one is right? I will not make my forces back down Luke I will see you in combat regardless of your forces strength!"
"You fool, you're making a terrible choice, and your armored division won't last a day against my forces! You'll slaughter all your men and for what? Why do you persist in killing your own men, is it in your Tusken Blood?"
"I persist because I choose to, Luke Skywalker. I will not back down. I want a chance to fight you; I want to see how powerful you are; is that too much to ask?"
"Bring all your Tuskens to arms Jon, for when I see you, it'll be too soon."
"So be it Luke." Jon cut off his connection with Luke; he felt that war was hovering over tomorrow's sunrise, he turned off the lantern in his tent and fell asleep only hoping that tomorrow's sunrise wouldn't come...
Footnote: Hey Darth Ni thanks for reviewing I completely respect your comment; honestly I didn't know how long the idea of imperial weapons for the Tuskens was going to fly for. It was an idea I wanted to fiddle around with but if you want me to take it out I will. Anybody else who agrees or disagrees please review and tell me, I'll be sure to destroy all the walkers when the time comes. Or I'll keep them. But I want you readers to decide. Review and tell me what you think!
