A 17 year old with tannish white skin and short brown hair enters what looks like an empty aircraft hanger. He was dressed in an orange T-shirt, jeans, black sneakers, and an unzipped black jacket and backpack.
me: *walks around aimlessly* Is this my profile? There's so much room in here! It's kinda lonely though… Ooh, I know!
me: *concentrates and focuses really hard, but nothing happens* dang it…
me: *pulls out my phone and calls a number*
?: *picks up the phone* Hey train, what's up?
me: Hey JC, wanna be in my author's notes? I'm making a story for star wars.
jordycat2000: Sure, I'll be there! Can I bring Liz?
me: Feel free, I know she'd love to join!
JC: Okay! *hangs up the phone*
me: What is it that normally happens here… Oh yeah! I don't own star wars or anything within the star wars universe, Disney does. I wish I did, but I don't. I only own my OCs… Onwards to the story!
(I would suggest reading the "firrerreo genocide" wookieepedia article to get the most out of this fanfic.)
elsewhere…
Three young firrerreo were playing in a field, two older girls, and a small child. The girls were talking to each other as the child, named Rathe, ran off to retrieve their ball from the bushes.
"Hurry back, brother! We're waiting!" said one of the girls, named Tisla. Rathe held the ball above his head as he ran back to them. "I'm comin', Tis- Sister!" he corrected himself, as each sibling was forbidden to use the name of the other.
"Brother, you mustn't let that slip. Do you know why?" asked the eldest sister, named Shorya, in a matter of fact manner. The child dropped his arms with the ball still in his hands.
"Because if I do, she would have to serve me and that's bad." stated Rathe impatiently, ready to play again.
"Right, and why is that bad?" Shorya asked.
The boy grinned as he responded, "Because she bugs me too much as it is!"
Tisla subsequently grabbed Rathe and held him upside down by his ankles.
"What was that, Brother?" she asked.
The smaller boy squirmed and struggled as he was lifted, "Put me down, Sis! Put me down!"
Tisla happily obliged as she let go, dropping Rathe about 3 feet to his face.
As would most children who had just been dropped face first into turf and dirt at the hands of his siblings, Rathe bolted to the house he lived in to tell his mother of the absolutely heinous acts that his sisters had committed. Shorya and Tisla shot a glance to each other, then bolted after the boy, who had already jumped into the thick underbrush on the way to their house.
Rathe easily scurried through the bushes and trees, occasionally looking back to his sisters, who were visibly impeded by the plants.
Tisla had a bit of trouble, but she was nearly able to keep up with Rathe. She emerged from the living labyrinth shortly after Rathe did. Shorya; however, was completely lost in the undergrowth.
When she finally made her way out of the flora, she first saw her siblings clinging to each other tightly, Rathe's head dug deep into Tisla's shoulder as Tisla had her vision fixated onto the house. It took Shorya less than a blink's time to see what Tisla had focused on.
Two imperial soldiers were dragging the fighting body of their father off in chains to an imperial prison ship that was already packed with adult male and female firrerreo, many of which were friends and neighbors. Shorya had no idea what her father or any of the others had done wrong, but that was the last thing on her mind as she ran to comfort her siblings.
"Sis, why are they taking dad?" asked Rathe in a shaky tone, still clinging to Tisla.
"I don't know, brother… I'm going to find out though." said Shorya as she gave each of her siblings a kiss on the head, "Sister, hide with brother and don't come out until I say so." As Tisla retreated back to the floral undergrowth, Shorya sprinted to the house.
As Shorya entered the newly wrecked house, courtesy of the Imperial Empire, she heard the distinct cry of her grandmother. Shorya was with her in a flash as she saw her mother comforting the grieving woman.
"Why take him? Why my son?!" the elder wailed as her daughter in law was by her side, trying to soothe her while fighting off her own tears.
"Shorya, my darling it was horrible! Those men, they-" the woman froze in horror, "Where are Rathe and Tisla?!"
"I told them to hide in the forest where it's safe. They're fine, Mother." Shorya reassured her mother as she hugged both the women.
"The force was with us in the end, and that blessing shows it… I can't bear to tell you what happened, get the notice those demons left on the kitchen wall…" the mother told Shorya before returning to comfort her mother in law.
Shorya made her way to the kitchen and read the Imperial report, which read:
"By order of Hethrir, Imperial Procurator of Justice, the planet of firrerre and its inhabitants have been deemed enemies of the empire, and will be punished with mass execution by means of the weaponized Hive virus. Those deemed loyal to the empire will be given the honor of watching the death of firrerre from afar before being taken on exploration freighters to expand the reach of the empire beyond that of what it is now."
Shorya was horrified at the meaning of the document. She ran back to her mother and grandmother to be with them.
"Shorya…" her grandmother spoke in a calmed, but still shaken voice as the young adult returned to her.
"Yes ma'am?" Shorya responded quickly
"Your mother and I… We need you to gather your siblings and get to the spaceport so you can make it off the planet before this… virus… that they speak of is brought upon us." said the grandmother with a forlorn smile.
"But what about you and Mother?" asked Shorya, shocked at her elder's request.
"We've lived our lives, you three still have a lifetime to fulfill." she responded, opening the bedside drawer and grabbing the keys to a starcruiser. "You'll have to be generous with the engine, It's been quite a while since your grandfather took it for a ride with me." said the elder with a chuckle.
Shorya caught the keys and turned to her mother, who gave a calm smile as she spoke, "May the force be with all of you."
"Thank you, Mother." Shorya responded with a nod as she left to retrieve her siblings.
Shorya started up the beige landspeeder outside the house, waiting as it came to life and left the ground to hover 2 to 3 feet above it. She drove the vehicle to the forest and called for Tisla and Rathe.
Shortly after, the young pair ran out of the flora and climbed into the cockpit with Shorya.
"Why did you bring the speeder?" asked Tisla as she sat Rathe down.
"Mother and Grandmother told us to go to the spaceport to leave Firrerre." Shorya turned to Rathe, "Hear that? We're going to space!" she tells the boy with excitement.
"Really? Awesome!" Rathe replied innocently, before looking back to his sisters, "What's a space-port?"
"It's a big place with a bunch of spaceships, isn't that cool?" Tisla jumped in, deterring her brother's attention away from the question at hand.
"Yeah, hurry up to space, Sis!" Rathe told Shorya as they drove.
"I'm trying, brother, we'll be there soon, I promise." Shorya responded as the landspeeder skimmed the road below.
…
Meanwhile, in an imperial ship high in the sky, a scout looking down on Firrerre had noticed the landspeeder on a course to the spaceport. "Sir, a vehicle containing three natives is heading straight for the spaceport, should we engage them?" asked the scout.
The captain of the ship peered over the shoulder of the man. "There's a patrol unit ahead of them. At the speed they're going, they'll catch up to it before long. Contact the patrol and tell them to shoot the speeder down once they reach it."
"Yes sir." the scout did as he was told.
…
Rathe had fallen asleep in the back and Shorya took the opportunity to inform Tisla as to what was really going on.
"Father was taken to be placed on a freighter along with hundreds of others. Someone in the Imperial Empire saw it fit to watch our planet die with some plague called the Hive virus and Mother and Grandmother wanted us to leave Firrerre so we would live." Shorya told Tisla quietly.
Tisla said nothing, still absorbing all the information she just received. After a long silence, the younger sister nodded and solemnly said, "ok."
The sisters continued driving without a word until they saw an imperial TX-130T tank moving slowly ahead of them.
"We need to stay out of sight." Shorya told her sister.
"No, we're much faster than them. We should pass them, then floor it." Tisla argued.
"Sister, we can't just go storming up to pass them, that's a tank with a gun that could-" Shorya was interrupted as Tisla jerked the wheel left to avoid getting blown up by the gun that Shorya mentioned.
"New plan. We pass them, then floor it." Shorya told her sister as they dodge another blast by banking right.
Tisla only nodded as she woke Rathe and buckled him in before doing the same with her own seat belt.
Shorya was surprised at how agile the landspeeder really was as she swerved out of the range of another blast. She was on the verge of passing the tank, only to be met with blaster fire from the tank. Shorya cursed inwardly as the right thruster of the landspeeder was hit, rendering left turns impossible. She and Tisla knew what had to be done as Tisla unbuckled and sat down next to Rathe. As the tank had taken aim and prepared to fire the finishing blow, Shorya jerked the wheel to the right. The landspeeder flew off of the road as all three siblings braced for impact.
…
Shorya slowly woke up and found herself lying on the ground near a campfire. Tisla and Rathe were playing with each other nearby, each with their own share of cuts and scratches that peppered their golden skin.
"Sis, she's up!" Rathe said as he ran over to Shorya. "Sis, you were awesome! those guys were like Foom, then you were like WrrrRRRRrrrrRRR, then they were like Babababaw!" said Rathe as he proceeded to act out the near death situation.
Shorya looked around and found it to be night, which meant she had been out for a while.
"...then we went Scheeeeeww-Bwaah!, and you hit your head and went to sleep, so Sis carried you a reeeeeeeeally long way and set you down here." Rathe finished with his story.
"She did? Well thank you, sister." said Shorya as she looked over to Tisla.
"No problem, Sis. You aren't that heavy." Tisla tells her sister with a smile.
Shorya gave a sarcastic smile at her sister's comment, "How far are we from the spaceport, do you know?"
Tisla thought for a moment, then pulled out a map, "Well we're a good distance from the crash, here, and we were about this far from it last time i checked… so… I have no idea how to read a map." Tisla concluded.
Shorya sighed as she took the map and studied it. "If we leave now, we should reach the port on foot by noon tomorrow. Let's get moving." said Shorya as she got up to her feet.
Tisla gently pushed her sister back down and responded, "With you all rested up, I see how you could be enthusiastic, but Brother and I need to sleep for a bit."
Shorya was ready to protest, but she remembered who had carried her all the way here. "Fine, but first thing tomorrow, we leave." Shorya told her sister.
"First thing tomorrow." Tisla replied as she lied down in a bed of leaves she made for herself.
Rathe plopped down near Tisla, resting his head on her leg as both of them fell asleep.
Shorya smiled to herself at the two as she fell back to sleep where she lay.
elsewhere…
A short girl with glasses and a light brown ponytail cosplaying as the tenth doctor was nearing the end of a nine hour netflix marathon when a hole was blown into her wall. A slightly taller blonde girl with black knee high boots, skinny jeans, a black T-shirt with a cross on it covered by a bedazzled denim vest, and brown speckled hipster glasses emerged from the hole, with a rocket launcher in hand.
?: WOAH, what the heck was that for, Jordy?!
JC: Chill, Liz, nite train needs us for the author's notes!
Liz: Chill!? You interrupted my marathon!
JC: Wait, that's what you're mad about, not the wall?
Liz: Please, I lose that thing twice a month… Alright, I'll come.
JC: Sweet!
The two head off to nite train's profile…
Well, there you have it. My first ever chapter to my first ever story! If you couldn't tell by now, I've scrapped the ssbb fanfic idea. Long story short, there was no storyline to it and the ssbb universe just doesn't interest me like the star wars universe does. Let me know what you all think and the next chapter will come before you know it! Check out jordycat2000, she's a good friend of mine and could use some time in whatever spotlight I can offer her. Liz is another friend of mine that wanted in on the authors notes, but she has no fanfiction account. With that said…
Nite Train, Out!