Hey everybird! What's up!?

So for those of you who live in… MERCIA! I hope you all had a great and wonderful Fourth of July! Happy 243th birthday America! Almost to 250 years old!

Now I think that's pretty much all the news for now, so lets get to today's questions!

Today's question is…

If you could make a Star Wars Story movie on your most favorite character from Star Wars, who would it be?

Me: While Ashoka Tano is not my number one character, she is along my top favorite female characters from Star Wars, I don't think I need to say how much she's a bada**. Now if I were to make a movie on her, I would maybe have it be about her time from birth to right before her first appearance in the Star Wars: The Clone Wars animated film, gain some insight to how younglings learn to become Jedi, since there's hardly much on that subject. Or I would do the time in between The Clone Wars and Rebels, explain such answers as to how Ashoka got her white lightsabers and maybe how she managed to survive Order 66.

Moving on to your questions…

From Stormknight089, he asks, "what do you think happened in the bar scene?"

Me: Well I think it's pretty obvious, both Lisa and Tiago had a little too much to drink, it is heavily implied.

Anyway, lets move move to the next chapter!

Chapter 9: Destiny has Spoken

Three Years later…

(Tyler's POV)

It has been a few days since our 13th birthday for both Arthur and I as it was a special day at the school we attended, for today is career choice day, a day where older students in their teens were getting their first tastes of what jobs they could do. Of course my brother and I already knew what we wanted to do once we got out of school, get accepted into the academy our parents taught at in order to become pilots one day.

However our parents told us to at least give the other choices a chance before my brother and I committed to a final decision. And well I guess it wouldn't hurt to at least see what other potentially "exciting" choices my brother and I had. My brother and I were currently just sitting in our current class, bored out of our minds as we were learning about literature, how that would help us in our future I had no idea. I was just struggling to stay awake as the only thing that kept my eyes open was the clock, counting down the seconds until the school event would begin.

"Hey Tyler, you still awake over there?" I heard my brother whisper to me so our literature teacher wouldn't hear him.

"Barely…" I yawned silently. "I bet the cadets our parents teach aren't as bored as we are right now…"

"Yeah, they get to learn neat flying tricks and hear exciting stories of the war." My brother agreed with me. "Don't worry, I bet we'll have fun seeing what "other" options there are for us."

As the class period ended, I was overjoyed as it was the final class of the day and the rest of the school day was dedicated to the event. As classes ended, all the students went out of their classrooms, to the huge school gym, where multiple vendors were with so many different choices.

"Come on Tyler, lets see if there's one for the Starfighter academy." Arthur told me as I tried to see if there was one myself, but so far I couldn't see one.

So my brother and I walked together, passing by the many choices, such choices like becoming an author, painter, mechanic, doctor, none of which appealed to both Arthur and I. We both knew that one day becoming a fighter pilot was not only our destiny, it was in our blood and we had our parents' traits, of course nothing else really interested us.

"Why did we come here again?" I joked to Arthur.

"I know, but we promised mom and dad, lets just be thankful we don't have to keep sitting through a literature lesson right now." My brother reminded me. "How about we just go to the snack table and just sit until the event is over."

"Fine by me, I can't take standing and walking around here much longer with the birds in the vendors shouting from all around." I sighed as my brother and I made our way to the snack table by the gym's entrance and took a couple of seats.

(Arthur's POV)

As my brother and I got something to eat and sat down, talking to each other, we were approached by a group of our male classmates, who had uninviting grins on their faces…

"Well, well… Isn't it the two future flyboys…" What appeared to be the leader of the group chuckled.

"What do you want Gabe?" I stared coldly at the bully.

"Oh nothing, just wondering why you two are here and not looking for other stuff to do…" Gabe first said with no hostile intention until… "You know I saw something for sewer cleaners." Gabe getting to his "good" part, with his followers laughing in unison.

"No thanks Gabe, we already have our destiny." I said as calmly as I could.

"Oh right… Pilots…" Gabe rolling his eyes. "Like you two have any chance of becoming that, you claim your parents are heroes and yet… I never heard of them…"

Instead of replying to Gabe, I turned to Tyler, who crushed his empty plastic cup in his wing, which was shaking a little, I knew he very much wanted to swing a punch at Gabe, but I knew Gabe was only trying to get us into trouble.

"Come on Tyler, lets just go somewhere else." I told my brother as I put my wing on his shoulder and got up from my seat. "We both know whatever Gabe says is wrong, we know the truth." I told Tyler quietly as we started to leave Gabe, only he kept going…

"Yeah, that's right, run… I bet that's what your parents did right? Run from the Empire?" Gabe taunted while his "friends" continued to laugh.

And well that got me…

"You know what Tyler…" I started out slow to my brother before I quickly turned around and grabbed Gabe as we tumbled around on the floor, throwing punches at each other, while Tyler and Gabe's friends joined in and a fight began as teachers and the principal ran towards us…

To be honest, I knew I was beyond picking fights at school, but when someone says something like that about mom and dad, well I just lose all general sense and have at it. Only know I also knew what was to come after would not be very good…

(Tiago's POV)

I was currently in the flight simulator room at the academy where my cadets were taking turns in the cockpit simulator, combating computer targets as I marked, with Ashley helping me, which cadets were improving or needed help in their training. And well right now one of the female cadets was having some trouble as I watched her make a wrong maneuver and ended up "dead" as the simulator cockpit opened up. The helmet visor down and the cadet's head hung low, clearly she was disappointed.

"It's alright Emily, this is why you and your classmates are here learning, you'll get another turn later, I promise." I told the cadet, reassuring her it was alright. "Mark, you're up next!" I called to one of the cadets waiting for his turn.

"Yes sir!" The young cadet saluted as he put on his simulator helmet and came froward while I helped Emily out of the simulator.

As Mark went in and the cockpit closed, out of the corner of my eye, I saw both Lisa and Alex enter, I smiled at first as I thought it was just one of those visits by Lisa to tease me about how I taught. However instead Lisa had the look that told me our boys were once again in trouble…

"Arthur and Tyler?" I asked Lisa as I stepped down from the simulator to go talk to my wife.

"Yup, from what I heard from the principal, both sides are pretty banged up." Lisa answered as I sighed and turned to Ashley.

"Ashley stay here and once Mark is finished, make sure the students go to the library and stay there until classes are done for the day." I told my droid as she beeped back a "I got it."

To be honest I'm not quite surprised at the boys' behavior, they were getting more and more reckless with each passing year as they grew up and they really didn't very well fit in with other students their age. I just had to hope that their behavior didn't cost them too much in the future. After we informed Director Blu that we were leaving early, we took a taxi for the school our boys were at, where we were met by one of their teachers.

"Arthur and Tyler's parents, I'm sorry that you had to come." The teacher told us.

"Yeah, we're quite used to it." Lisa replied. "Are the boys in the principal's office?"

"Yes, with the boys they fought with." The teacher answered. "This way please."

And the three walked to the office and as Lisa and I entered, we saw Arthur and Tyler, as well as several other boys, all hurt and with bandages, a couple, one of them being Tyler even had a black eye, with a patch over the eye. Arthur had his wing over his brother's shoulder to protect him and comfort him from the pain in his eye.

"Hey mom and dad…" Tyler spoke softly, fearing the worst from us, but I think my sons suffered enough, judging by their wounds.

"I would say I will punish you two later, but it seems you had enough." Lisa replied.

"Well, at least you boys put up quite a fight." I commented as I saw the other boys our sons fought, who was just as wounded as I myself felt a pressing pain on my talons, looking up to see that Lisa had a stern glare on her face.

After Lisa and I spoke with the principal, who took into consideration that Arthur and Tyler were provoked, he let our sons off the hook mostly, only requesting that both our sons stay at home for the rest of the school week to let tensions cool a little. As we were finished with the meeting, we all went home, not speaking, but Lisa did feel sorry for Tyler who had a black eye and needed ice as soon as we got back to the apartment. And getting back, I opened the door as our sons went in first, but Lisa stayed back.

"What are we going to do with those two?" Lisa asked.

"Maybe talk to them." I thought. "I have to go to the academy and get Ashley, I'll be right back and try to go easy on the boys."

"No promises, but I'll try." Lisa smiled as we shared a quick kiss before Lisa went in and I want to the apartment building's elevator, back to the academy to get my droid companion.

(Lisa's POV)

As I was home alone with my sons, I quickly went to the kitchen and got some ice, putting it into a wrap before handing it to Tyler, who pressed it against his injured eye. As Tyler sighed in relief, the pain subsiding, I told the boys to take a seat, while I sat across from them, taking a deep breath as I went to the motherly, loving voice.

"Look boys, you two have just turned 13, in your teenage years now, you're no longer little." I started. "Which means you can't keep picking fights with others, otherwise you'll get more and more hurt, look at what happened today."

"But mom, it was Gabe who provoked us, he…" Arthur began, but stopped.

"What is it son?" I raised an eye.

"He said that you and dad aren't heroes and all you did was run from the Empire." Arthur finished his statement that he hesitated to finish.

Well that would be something to get angry about, especially if it's not true…

"You and your brother know that what this Gabe says isn't true right?" I questioned.

"Yes." Both Arthur and Tyler replied in unison.

"So just let him believe what he thinks is right, you can't change his mind, as long as you know that what he says is untrue and you two know the truth, what matters?" I pointed out, as I remembered that today was also career choice day at their school. "So, did you two find something you may want to do."

"To be honest mom…" Tyler began, holding his breath for a second. "There was really nothing.

"Yeah, I think both Tyler and I are pretty sure we know what to do, we want to be just like you and dad." Arthur finished.

"Well boys, I'm happy you tried at least and I'm glad you want to be pilots, I think you two will be great at it." I tried to say as easily as I could, only inside I was really afraid of what kind of future my sons will have…

So yeah, I think the boys are set on their destiny! If it wasn't obvious already that is…

Anyway… I think that's it for now, so…

See everybird later!