Jedi's Log: I have just woken up from my long sleep. We have landed on the planet of Naboo and they have transported me into some sort of containment pod. I shall practice my force mastery every day until I am strong enough to escape. For now I shall have to survive in this pod. The food they bring me is spiked with mind toxins so I must survive on the vegetation and herbs that grow on the cell walls. Soon I shall escape.

Jedi's Log: They have stopped sending me food as they have realized I don't eat it. Today they gave me a roommate, a primal baby animal. It is furry and I suspect it to be a wokkie. (Wasn't sure how to spell the species of chubaka)

Jedi's Log: All the baby does is groan all day. It also does not partake of the gruel they give us. Maybe I can form a partnership with the animal.

(walks over while it eats and pets it, he just keeps petting and it doesn't mind)

"I think I have made an ally, though he does not understand it yet we escape."

Gzzert! Fizzert! "Sir…"

"THIS BETTER BE IMPORTANT I JUST SPILLED MY FAVORITE EVIL WINE!"

"Um... (ehem) sir the boy is getting a bit stir-crazy. He and that dumb animal have been banging against the walls all day disturbing the other prisoners. Do I have permission to move him to the underground cell?

"You do general. Go ahead."

"Hey boy come with us, you to you bear thingy!"

(As they lead us to the cell me and my friend (I named fuz for readers to be easier to identify in story) quickly use our plan we have formed in that pod to escape. We anticipated they would move us to a sound-proof facility so we did what we had to. As fuz bit the solders leg I used the only force I had after days of containment to steal the jail key from the guards belt. I ran and unlocked the cells with the other wokkies. They also fought the many guards although not many survived. I mean really claws Vs. Light sabers?

Jedi's Log: Me and fuz have taken refuge in a small cave along with the remaining other wokkies. We plan to hide out here for a year approximately for we know the Sith will be unpleased with our escape and they would not risk a Jedi wandering about the jail grounds.

Jedi's Log: It has been 4 months and I regret to say we might soon run out of water. The closest river is near a prisoner camp number XC45 to be exact. Everyday I would forage for nuts and vegetables.

Jedi's Log: Alas it is time to go on from our hide-out. I am now about 20 years of age and I started at 17… These times have been hard, these three years perilous but If I can help just 1 planet to be rid of the Sith it wil be this one.

Jedi's Log: We are currently nestled in the air vents of the space bay. The wokkies will be distractions while I and fuz will get to the Naboo star fighter model and fly to Yoda to warn him of the plan of the Sith. He plan's to use the queen and force her to hand over the planet's jurisdiction to him. Hopefully in light of this the Jedi council will lend me padawan rights and I shall come back to Naboo with student of my own.

Jedi's Log: I am currently flying to The Jedi council where Yoda is currently holding a training session to prepare for the sith battles. However fuz was captured and put into an underground containment cell. (later he is sold to Han solo and becomes chubaka this will not be in story) I have set the coordinates to track the movement of the Jedi's and soon I shall be before the council. I hope I get there in time...

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