A/N: Warning! Warning! Warning! This chapter will have a suicidal attempt and alcohol abuse. Please remember guys!
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Galactic Basic-Regular
Droid-(Italic)
Alien-Bold
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Planet: Yavin 4
System: Yavin system
Sector: Gordian Reach
Region: Outer Rim Territories
The sound of wooden practice sticks and the calm river could be heard on this nice clear day on the Massassi Valley. A perfect day for Padawans to spar against each other. 19 years old Anakin Skywalker II and 24 years old Ben Solo. Students of the New Jedi Order but also cousins. Anakin was the son of Luke and Mara Jada-Skywalker while Ben was the son of Han Solo and Leia Organa. The other students were away with their families or just relaxing in there hut. While Master Luke and Master Mara were in a long hologram meeting with the Grand Master and the other masters. A perfect time for the soon to be Master to practice.
"What's wrong, Ani? Getting tired?" Ben teased as he got back in his Form V: the Shiens Djem So stand. "You need to practice on your defense more. Try to parry this time than we can call it a day."
"Why thank you for the inform!" Anakin got back on his Form V stand with his standard wooden style stick too and smiled. "But I think it's YOU that wants to stop, Master Solo!"
Ben smiled at that. Master Solo. He had been trained in the ways of the Force since he was born by his family, the other masters, and the Grand Master as well.
The cousins started to circle each other again. Ben attacked first by going after Anakin's chest but Anakin parry blocking the attack. Ben back away with a smile to Anakin taking his advice. Anakin has his back toward a river while Ben's back was toward the Massassi trees.
"Oh really? And what would that be?"
"So you could train your truth future padawan!" He charged toward his pout red-faced cousin.
"She not even here!" Ben charged toward his cousin as well with his wooden standard stick at him.
But before the sticks crash against each other, Ben used the Force pushing his cousin into the water. A minute passed before Anakin resurfaces from the water to see Ben standing in front of him with his hand out. Anakin smiled before taking his hand and getting out of the water. Until Anakin tackled him in the water. Both then started to wrestle on the sand. Ben holds Anakin in a deathlock laughing.
"Yield, Anakin! I am taller than you!"
Anakin tried to break free of Ben's deathlock but couldn't do to Ben being taller than him. "Alright! Alright! Alright! I yield, asshole! Now let me go!"
Ben let go of Anakin causing him to fall on the mud. Anakin groaned as he tried to get rid of the mud in his hair. "By the Force, I hate mud! It gets everywhere!"
"Then you shouldn't have attacked me, asshole," Ben chuckled as he watches the clouds move, whisper birds flew, and the runvips rest against the trees. Today was just a peaceful day.
Anakin let out a groan causing Ben to see what was happening only to see Anakin stab in the stomach by a lightsaber. The saber was a red standard lightsaber. But what shocked him the most was that the saber was in his hand.
Ben dropped the saber as if it's was burning his hand and rush to his cousin's side. He screamed, "Anakin! No! Help! Luke help us!"
The clear blue sky turns red, the beautiful clear river had become lava, and the soft grasses become hot molten rock plains and irontrees all round him. This is where a Jedi go to die. Or become Knights.
Mustafar.
Planet: Mustafar
System: Mustafar system
Sector: Atravis sector
Region: Outer Rim Territories
"Anakin, please!" Ben pledged as he tried to stop the bleeding and keep his cousin awoke. "Anakin! Please don't leave me! Anakin!"
Anakin whispers something but he didn't hear what he said before takes his final breath with his eyes lifeless. The frightened young man back away in sadden and fear only to see more dead bodies of his family, friends, and masters all around him.
"You're one of us now," a male said in the shadows.
"No! I wouldn't do this!"
"But you did, Ben."
From the distance, Ben could see a man wearing a mask with red markings at the center. He was shirtless with a black cape. He was heavily scarred and disfigured. And have the ancient lightsaber of Jedi Mandalorian Tarre Vizsla: The Darksaber. Seven people in masks follow behind him and march toward him.
"No."
"You could never hide from us. You're one of us now, Kylo Ren."
Ben turned to see himself dress in all black with a black metal mask. He had become the one person that everyone fears since the rise of the Empire. He had become the dark side of his grandfather- Darth Vader.
"NO!" Even as the 'no' echo, his voice sounds more machine than man now.
Planet: Ahch-To
System: Ahch-To system
Region: The Unkown Regions
"NO!"
Jonash shouted in terror then gasped in fright as he finally woke up from his nightmare. He started panting as he tried to calm his fast-beating heart down. He quickly grabbed a bottle of Corellian whiskey and started drinking it quickly hoping to buried that awful nightmare. After he placed his third empty bottles down he laid back down as the room started to spin and leaving him in thought.
'How did my life come to this?' He asked to hope to get a reply but he didn't like for the past 3 years being on Ahch-To.
Jonash stared at his Rossmoyne Vitiator pistol in his black leather holster. Suggesting would today be his death? Should he do or don't? The pain keeps getting worse for the past 3 years and he can't do it anymore. He slowly grabbed the pistol, place it near his right side of his head while his index finger was on the trigger. He started to sob a little as the pistol started to shake in his hand as he tried to pull the trigger. But he couldn't do it like all of the other time.
'Why I can't do it?' He asked himself with tears coming down his face and still couldn't pull the trigger.
The sound of his hut's door open to an unpleasant voice saying, (Oh boy. You are awake and trying to kill yourself again.)
Jonash groaned in frustration as he opens his eyes to see his droid opens the window letting the sunshine out, morning air, and the sound of porgs cooing in. He places the blaster back in the holster then stood up, "Good morning, Geegee."
The sliver RA-7 protocol droid, Geegee turned around, (Morning, sir. I hope you have a good sleep, sir?)
He glared then opened another bottle and left his hut. Ready to get clean on his ship as Geegee follows behind him.
(I take it was a terrible sleep again, huh?)
"Like always. What the plan for today?"
(A thunderstorm would be coming night and won't end till three days.)
"Then I want you and 9E to stay on the Grimtaash. Can't have you guys getting rusty on me."
(Oh, glory! Staying with that evil little droid would be such fun.)
Jonash turned then gave the droid the look of warning. "Geegee."
(Sure. Sure. But you know that little droid is trying to kill me, right?)
"Sure, Geegee." Jonash turned back around before letting out a chuckle. Always trying to make him smile. It reminds him of R2 and C-3PO bickering back when he was a kid. Back when he uses to smile a lot.
(The winged creature had laid three eggs this morning.)
The winged creature was Rusty, the Stubborn Porg. The porgs was annoying creatures at first but have gotten used to them. But know to never let them on his ship which is how he got Rusty. When he wasn't near his ship that porg would find a way to get in. And when he tried to get her away she would just fly on his bed or his head on sleep on there. She just wasn't intimidated by him. She is just a cute, but little Devaronian under there.
"Oh cool. I see her before we leave."
As they got closer to his ship: the Grimtaash, a Corellian G9 Rigger-class light freighter. It's also how he got Geegee too. His friend and co-pilot. But before he would enter, he turned around and asked, "Is there anything else I need to know?"
(Yes. Alcida-Auka and Hesper-Inguza would like to speak to you. They said they have a job for us.)
"A job?" He turned with a surprised look. It wasn't uncommon for those two to need something sense he has a ship. Like better metal and medicine for the village. It the less he can do for these nice people that took him. "Did they said why?"
(No, sir.)
"Okay. Thanks, Geegee."
(Your welcome, sir.)
"I see you after I am done, okay?"
(Yes, sir.) But before the protocol droid could walk away he said this, (You know that we all worried about you, right?)
Jonash didn't turn around knowing that he would see the sadden from his metal friend. "I know."
(Don't you have people- family and friends that would miss you? I am sure they would be happy and help you.)
'Family and friends?' His mother was the General of the Resistance. His father and Uncle Chewie would be smuggling somewhere. Uncle Lando and cousin Jannah would be helping his mother. And what little friends he had had been missing or killed since the attack of the Jedi Order. He loses everyone that ever understands him on that day. His uncle, aunt, and cousin are all gone.
"They're better without me, Geegee."
He entered his ship and gone to the bathroom. He let the hot water stream fog the bathroom, he removes all of his clothes and started to stare at himself in the mirror with disgust, sadden, hopelessness, and pain in his eyes. At his scars and his Jedi tattoo on his left shoulder.
The tattoo was a circle with two people holding a lightsaber in the middle with a quote. He got this once he becomes a Knight at 16 by Grand Master Ahsoka. She told him it was the symbol of the Grey Jedi. People that don't follower the Jedi nor the Sith ways of the Force. They are like the rebellious Jedi of the Jedi Order. Like the last Master Qui-Gon Jinn and Grand Master Ahsoka Tano. She even calls him a little rebel while growing up.
His scars are something he hates with a burning passion. He got these scars during his time in Hell, but the one across his left side of his face is what he hated the most. The first of many of his faults.
He enters the bathtub with another bottle of whiskey letting the boiling hot soapy water burn and cleans his naked body as he stares at the wall. He sinks lowly where it was just his head above the soap water. Should he try to drown? No, that's would take too long and he wasn't drunk yet.
After 30 minutes and two more bottles later, he exits the tub then got dry and started to feel his stomach acting up. Finally, he throws up what little food in his chest. After finishing throwing up, he brushes his tooth then changes into a dark grey shirt, black pants, black boots, and a black leather vest. He let his hair block his scar and ears.
As he exits out of the bathroom, he looked down to see his BB-unit rolling toward him.
(Morning, Ben,) BB-9E's voice beeped then rub his left leg.
He got to his droid level and pet her flat head. "Good morning, 9E."
BB-9E or better know as 9E is a female black-plated BB-series astromech droid with a red multi-spectrum photoreceptor and a telescoping lens. Like Geegee, she is more than a droid to him. She is a friend that he can trust with his real name.
(Here you go,) she passed him his blaster in its holster.
"Thanks." He wrapped the belt of the blaster holster around his waist. "So how do I look?"
(Okay. But when are you going to get rid of that ugly thing on your face?)
Jonash stood up then glared at the little droid knowing she was talking about his goatee, "When I see a ghost."
(You might look nice without it! Or might look wired. But we all friends here and could laugh at each other.)
"9E."
(Fine! Pet me.)
"No. Let's go."
BB-9E let out a sad low beep then follow him out of the Grimtaash. After making a pit stop toward the river to grab a fish then head toward the cliff where Rusty lives. There were a lot of porgs still in their nest but what makes Rusty different then the rest is that she has a white mohawk that goes to her back. Which is why he always thought that Rusty was a boy at first.
"Hey, Rusty."
The porg looked up and cooing once she sees Jonash there. She flew on his head then let out a purr. Jonash petted her head then looked at the nest. "Wow. Geegee told me you laid three eggs. Not bad."
Rusty flew back on her nest than have her mouth wide up ready for that fish in Jonash's hand. He rolled his eyes then gives her the fish. She gives him the 'begging look' hoping that he would give her more but he didn't.
He patted her on the head. "See you around. And don't have a furry party in my hut. Let's go, 9E."
(Gladly,) 9E beeped before putting away her electropop.
Rusty coo-ed with a head tilts as Jonash and BB-9E walked away toward the village of the Lanais people.
The Lanais are the native people of Ahch-To. They lived here for over a thousand years. The females being the Caretakers of the island while the males were the Visitors of the sea. The males had gotten back from fishing and would leave by next month.
"Good morning, Jonash!" Alcida greeted excitedly.
"Good morning," Jonash greeted back.
She passed him a wooden tray of three scalefin fish, eggs, and a cup of blue milk. "We made your favorite!"
"Thank you," he nodded before grabbed the tray and start eating. And like always Alcida would just smile and let him eat in peace. In some way, it reminds him of his mother before the war started to show. "Geegee told me that you guys have a job for us?"
"Yes, we do. We need better metal before the month-end," Hesper replied then pull out rusty knives. "This metal is started to be old and rusty."
"Sure," he took a sip of his blue milk. "I need some more whiskey anyway."
Everyone looked sad by that statement but know it was hard to stop him. He has been drinking hard for the past 3 years while trying to kill himself as well. And they don't know how to stop him.
"Please don't rush, Jonash." Alcida smiled sadly before taking his empty tray. "We would be waiting for you."
"Okay. Geegee. BB-9E. Let's go."
They left the village then head to the Grimtaash. Jonash and Geegee started the engine while BB-9E check the system. The Grimtaash got to the blue clear sky then enter dark space.
(So to that Junk Planet?) Geegee asked.
"Yeah, to that Junk Planet. Starting hyperspace," Jonash started the hyperdrive to the Junk Planet.