Over the next year I spent with Onthant and Canto, they allowed me to then sleep at their apartment.

Within that time, Onthant was a jerk. I'm not exaggerating.

Since I was so small, he'd always put me in headlocks, steal my food at the table, and blame whatever he could on me. I guess that's how big brothers treat their younger brothers because that's what we basically acted like. Canto would always have to break up our little fights. Especially when I got tired of his crap and fought back; often jumping onto his shoulders and trying to choke him while he punched me in the gut. One time, he literally taped me onto the wall by my ankles! The torture from him lessened as time went on, but it was still prominent. There were times when he really acted like the brother I never had, at other times I wanted to kill him. I guess that's family for you.

I don't really remember what exactly I broke to get a beating with a belt from Canto, but it must've been really bad. I remember being in so much pain after I got the belt that I was crying. As work still needed to be done, my tears had to wait until I was done with work. This attempt to not cry wasn't going so well as I could tell Onthant could tell I was in pain. He obviously had some pity for me as it was visible in his eyes. He probably knew the pain himself of a beating from a belt.

His attempts to cheer me up by saying, "Hey, you're alright. Just ...kept your chin up, kid."did not work whatsoever. I still cried stifled tears as I continued my repairs on a speeder bike.

I remember Onthant and I had to share a table for our tools to be put on as it sat in between our work spaces. It was a fairly long table, about 2.5 meters so it reached to the arm length of each of us. At that time, Onthant was on his lunch I still sniffled from the tears, Onthant began to rhythmically tap on the table with a pencil as he sat his sandwich down. I looked up to him and he gave me a half-smirk; something he always did when trying to encourage me to either follow him or I actually did something right that he noticed. I paused for a moment and he began the rhythm again. After a moment, he must've given up on me because he sat down the pencil and continued to eat his lunch. His eyes look up from his food when I then began to tap the rhythm on the table with my wrench. He smirked again and then continued the beat with his pencil.

The little drumming session we made got more complicated as time passed and became a little faster. It came to a halt when a rag was thrown at Onthant and he caught it. He looked over to see his dad as he held the oily rag.

"There's a landspeeder that needs wiped down before the customers come to pick it up," Canto said.

As Onthant stood, he confirmed, "Alright, I'm on it."

It was a while until my twelfth birthday, a few months probably. Onthant decided to throw a small celebration as we had celebrated his birthday a little while before as well as Canto's. We had made a small cake for the occasion with a candle lit as we had the lights dimmed in our apartment.

As soon as I blew out the flame from the candle, my face was soon planted into the cake as Onthant shoved my head into it. Frosting and cake crumbs covered my face once I picked it up from the plate and turned to Onthant as he guffawed. I growled at him in anger and stood to confront him. Even though I had grown a bit since I met the two, I still was so short that it didn't even faze Onthant when I gripped the collar of his shirt and readied my fist to punch him. That, and he was too busy laughing at the event.

After a few punches were thrown by me to his stomach, he got over his laughing and started to fight back. He put me in a headlock and picked me up and off the ground as he still held me by the head. As I elbowed him in the stomach while he held me up, Canto was yelling at both of us to break it up. After I got myself pried out from Onthant's grip, Canto put some distance between us and yelled at us.

"Get to your room, ya idiots! Now I gotta clean up the cake on the carpet!"

Onthant and I glared at each other before we reluctantly stormed off to our shared room. Our room wasn't much. My bed was a hammock I made of a bed sheet that I nailed up in the corner of our room. Onthant had the same situation on the opposite side of the corner of the cloth nailed to each wall as our hammocks were diagonal to the corners we slept near. Other than the separation of beds, our room was a free-for-all as our possessions were intertwined with each other. It was a complete disaster thinking of it now. I had trouble just finding my other sock most days or even my comb. Because of this, Onthant and I were forced to often share almost everything. We probably would've shared the same clothes if our size difference wasn't so great. At this time, I was hardly to the shoulder of Onthant and I was still scrawny.

I went over to my bed and huffed as I wrapped myself inside the little hammock I had to myself. As I began to get comfortable, I snapped open my eyes as I flew out of my hammock and fell to the ground. I looked up to see Onthant as he looked at me while my hammock was above me, twisted upside down.

"Forgot to give you your birthday gift," Onthant said as he crouched down to the ground.

"What?" I was not happy.

"For the next three rotations, I will allow you to be slightly more annoying than usual."

As I closed my eyes halfway and looked at him, annoyed, I stated, "Wow...such a great gift. And thanks for throwing me out of bed too."

With a grin, he stated, "No problem, Blondie."

It was awhile after my birthday and it was market day; probably around forty rotations. We had always dedicated a certain day of every thirty rotations for us to go and set up a stand in the streets and sell whatever we had extra of in the shop. The table was always filled with old droid parts, some tools, and other odds and ends.

By this time, our repair shop had gotten busier so we needed more help. So, Canto hired a rodian named Strive who was about Onthant's age. Though I didn't see the exact intelligence in him, he got work done. He was pretty cool, though. Him and I got along quite well as well as him and Onthant. We three often played some games on break such as: Sabacc, Dejarik, and other things. He was a good comedic relief sometimes as he had a thousand oneliners ready to go.

This market day, Onthant and I were given the "privilege" of getting to go. I dreaded market day. I was not a fan of doing almost nothing productive for almost an entire day as I stood behind a table of junk until my feet went numb.

As Onthant and I stood behind the table of junk with Beepy by my side, I dozed in and out of sleep. My eyes snapped open after Onthant slightly shoved my shoulder as he stared daggers at me.

"Stay awake. You got enough sleep last night."

"No I didn't!" I complained. "Your snoring kept me up the entire night!"

"Well, keep awake anyways. We aren't paying you for nothing."

"You don't pay me anyway."

"Shut up."

I rolled my eyes and turned to the table. For some reason, I felt something was...off. I squinted my eyes at the table as a small rustle soon occurred. My suspicions led me to me slowly reaching towards the small rustle. I nearly jumped out of my skin a moment after.

A baby convor jumped out from the pile with half of the sandwich I had packed for myself that I thought was missing in its beak. It squawked and flew off with my lunch in its mouth down the streets of the Under City,

"Hey!" I complained before I ran after the bird. "That's my lunch!"

"Jalo, you idiot! Let it go!" Onthant could be heard yelling as he stayed by the table.

The small convor began to fly higher as it still flew faster with me on its tail. I looked ahead to see a canopy over the entry of a shop just ahead. As the bird flew just before the canopy, I jumped with surprising height and used the red fabric as a trampoline to grasp the brid.

I landed on the ground with one hand on the ground, the other holding the bird. The sandwich dropped to the ground and the bird squawked in my hand. As it began to peck at my hand, I let it go.

I waved my hand to alleviate the pain of the pecking, picked up my sandwich with my other hand, and took a well deserved bite out of it.

"Man, a kid can't even have a lunch down here…" I mumbled as I watched the convor fly away.

I had never seen a convor in the Under City before or since.

As I looked at the bird fly out of sight, I had been standing in the middle of the street. An arm was soon wrapped around my neck; at first, I thought it was Onthant.

I soon realized it wasn't him when the arm wouldn't let me have any air as he tightened his choke-hold on me. I never even got to see his face. How'd I know it was a he then? I could hear his voice as he turned me around as he held a blaster to my head with his other hand. He faced me to a cloaked figure whose face was hidden. One thing caught my mind as I looked to the shadowed figure in the cloak. A green sword that glowed was in that person's hand.

"Take one more step, I'll kill him!" my attacker shouted.

"Let him go," the owner of the glowing sword warned in such a calm voice. It was female.

"Are you kidding me? How can you be so calm, lady?! I'm about to die here! Do something!" was the major thought I had in mind as I struggled for air.

"Let him go," the lady repeated, still calm.

I don't remember what the man that was choking me said after that; but I do remember dropping to my knees in relief once he let go of me. It was as if he flew backwards and let me go. At that point I didn't care how or why he let go of me, I was just glad I could breath. What I didn't see was that the reason he let of me was because he actually flew back with an immense force that was invisible to me.

When I glanced behind, I saw the lady with the green sword running after my attacker. My eye was caught by a cube left on the ground a little ways behind me and I stood up to go over and pick it I examined the strange cube; I saw it had symmetrical, wavy lines, on each side of an oblong circle in the center of each face on the cube. It had very little covering the blue interior and only had thin lines to block the view of the inside of the device and only a little metal on the corners. It was a light blue and the edges where of a copper like material. I stared at the cube with intrigue as I looked into it to see all the gears inside.

I turned when I heard a female voice shout behind me a few minutes later.

"Hey!"

It was the voice of the lady that had the glowing sword. Though, her sword was not seen by me at that time.

For some reason, I panicked. I jumped onto the canopy I had used before and jumped onto the roof of the building and I ran across the rooftops. I saw that the lady was chasing me from the ground. I ran in the direction of where I had left Onthant and Beepy at the table.

My sandwich? It was gone…

When I jumped over a gap between two buildings, I felt an unknown force drag me to the ground. I collapsed onto the ground beneath me.

The lady, whose face was still a mystery to me, came over to me and reached for the cube that was still in my hand. But, I wasn't giving it up without a fight.

I stood up and held the cube close to me as the woman grasped for it. I could tell she was doing her most to not hurt me, but she did want this cube really bad for some reason.

"Hey! Give that back, kid!" the woman shouted as she grasped for the cube.

"Get off me!" I yelled back.

"Hey! Get away from him!" I heard an all too familiar voice shout. It was Onthant. And he was mad.

I soon heard a yell and then a thump.I could no longer feel the woman reaching for the cube in my arms and I stepped away. A gasp was heard from my mouth as the woman laid on the ground where she once stood, unconscious. Onthant kneeled down to look at me better and looked over me, Beepy just a little behind him.

"Are you hurt?" he asked. I had never seen him so worried about me before as he looked over me for any injuries.`

"No."

"What happened?"

I told him of my little adventure. After I mentioned the fact the lady that now was unconscious wielded a glowing sword, his face showed worry.

"What's the matter?" I asked.

As he looked to the unconscious woman, he slowly said, "We are dead if she's what I think she is…"

"What? If she's what?"

"Hold on."

Onthant went over to the lady and knelled down next to her. I followed him. He carefully uncovered her face. I looked over to my adoptive brother to see he was taken aback by her face. But, not in a bad way. He looked at her with intrigue and a little bit mesmerized. I could see how he might have looked at her like that since she wasn't that bad looking, but he looked a little different at her than he would at any other pretty girl he'd see. He shook his head and looked to me and told me to look on her belt.

I did so and found the hilt of her glowing hands turned it over as I was perplexed at this cylinder. For some reason, my hands instinctively went to a button on the cylinder. When I pressed it, a hum split the air. I jumped as the green sword appeared in my hands. Onthant seemed even more worried as he said a swear word. For some reason, that sword was so natural in my hands. Though I had never seen one before, it was like I had been around it my whole life.

I looked over to Onthant and asked, "Do you know what it is?"

"We're dead...we are soooo dead."

I deactivated the sword and put it back on the woman's belt. My hands picked up the cube that I had snatched up before I displayed it to Onthant.

"I found this. I think it belongs to her."

"We are dead...So dead. Dad's going to kill us."

"Why?"

"She's a Jedi."

My eyes widened at the news. I had heard about Jedi before. Not much, but I had heard some small talk of them. At that time, they weren't such a big deal. The Jedi weren't in any wars, didn't cause any trouble for anyone, and no one really had been around them for a great amount of time. I only heard that they were "the protectors of the galaxy". Not much to talk about at the time. That, and I could hardly read at the time so I couldn't read about them. I did hear on the streets that they were sometimes warriors. Knights. But, I didn't think much of the Jedi.

"Let's get her back to the shop. See if we can help with healing her. The swelling is pretty bad where she got hit."

So, Onthant and I carried the Jedi; each of us under each of her arms. Onthant sent Beepy back to the stand, telling him to watch it so no one stole the stuff.

Now thinking of it, I did all of that for a sandwich. All of that. For a sandwich.

And I didn't even get to eat it.

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