A Loud Confederate
A story by NicktheWordBearer
Nick: So i love the Confederacy in star wars and they are my favorite faction in the universe! soooo i want to write a crossover! anyways i hope you all will like my new story!
Oh since we know nothing of the Balith civil war i will base it on the Jacobite rising of 1745 since you know lincoln's ancestors were Scottish :D
Chapter One - Outlaw
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"I'm not a droid, or a terrorist as those core worlders like to call me. no i am a confederate. and a proud one at that! i was born on the inner rim world of balith before the start of the clone wars, back then i wasn't a rebel...i was just a husband and a young father. living a simple life. i didn't care about the corrupt senate or the suffering of the outer rim...afterall balith was one of the nicer planets in the rim. but not everyone were like me on balith...many were unhappy with the republic and our government. and one such man was Colgunn Sunflor. of house Sunflor. one of balith's old royal houses. who together with many others formed the Balithian Nationalists Army. with the goal of regaining the throne of balith for his house and for balith to secede from the republic and join the Confederacy of Independent Systems."
"But again i didn't care about any of that back then...but then my wife and baby girl was alive back then. it happened when i had been out...working. i came home to a smoldering house...burned down by an pro-republic militia...after burying their corpses i joined up with the Nationalists...to get vengeance for my family. and i did...i found the men who had taken everything from me...and trust me when i say...i made them die slowly. but it wasn't enough for me...i needed to destroy the republic...i wanted to burn it down like it did with my family. so i kept fighting...even when we lost the civil war. i didn't surrender like the rest of the Nationalists. i left to join the confederate military...and for three years i fought the republic. and even for some time i kept fighting with the holdouts. but i couldn't take it anymore...i knew it was over and we had lost. and all i wanted for the longest time was to just die...so i could see my wife and child again...i'm still not sure why i didn't end it all myself back then." - Lincoln Loud
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Lincoln hated heat...he had always hated it. and today was especially hot in the space port of mos espa. looking up at the twin suns he couldn't help but miss his cold homeworld. but he shouldn't complain. it was almost dusk and not mid day were the heat was at it's absolute worst. and thankfully he didn't need to be here for long...he had only come into port to stuck up on supplies...and now all he needed to do was get back on his speeder and drive home...and take a bath, being surrounded by people only made the heat that wrapped around his body worst...he was sweating like no tomorrow.
But lincoln stopped in the middle of the bustling street when he saw his own reflection in a broken piece of glass laying on the dirty ground. his white hair had been cut shorter, his face seemed slightly older then a twenty-three year old face should look...but he could thank the stress that he put his body under doing the last few years of war. jumping from one battlefield to an another. and seeing his old and tattered dark blue confederate uniform with durasteel plate armor made him sigh. he wore a long dark-blue military coat with plenty of pockets. grabbing the bottom of it he couldn't help but notice the tear and many scuffs on it. it made him sad to see his outfit in this sorry state...but it helped him that is armor was so wore out and unrecognizable so he could stay in incognito. even if most people on tatooine wouldn't care about what allegiance he had doing the clone wars. it was better to be on the safe side.
He slowly looked away from the broken glass piece and back up infront of him. forcing himself to keep walking...pushing through the crowd of people and out to where he parked his speeder. and there it was...the old piece of shit thing. The Single Trooper Aerial Platform or simply STAP for short. a repulsorcraft made by the Trade Federation and later used by the Confederacy. mostly used for reconnaissance and patrol. these things were usually piloted by B1-series battle droid...but could be used by organics much like himself. while getting on it lincoln couldn't help but chuckle when he thought back on the war...he was still pretty sure that more battle droids were destroyed by STAPs than by clones or jedi! the only reason he was even using it was because he was too cheap to buy a new speeder...and he was no longer in war.
Driving along the sand he was all to happy to leave behide the space port full with criminal activity...he had never once in his life thought he had to sink so low as to live in a place like this. but then again he was now a outlaw himself. and tatooine still wasn't under the newly formed empire. for now that was...but it was only a matter of time before an imperial garrison would be build here. but right now he was safe from the watchful eyes of the empire. here on tatooine he was a simple moisture farmer...and not a war criminal. and hopefully his past won't catch up with him. he prayed that his past would stay in the past. but deep inside he knew that no one could outrun it and in one way or the other it would catch up with him. all he could do was wait...and hope.
Why was he even hiding? at this point he had no reason to live...lincoln closed his eyes for a moment...forcing the bad thoughts away. slowly opening them again he let the passing sand soothe him...it kinda brought him back to the early days of the clone wars. specifically it reminded him of the dusty desert planet of Aargonar...a ordinarily unimportant planet, it was where lincoln faced one of his first losses in the war. he had been under officer bonteri setting up a base for the confederacy when they were attacked by clone troopers...lincoln was one of the few survivors from the attack...why did he always have to reminiscent about bad things? afterall they still won, despite the losses they STILL managed to overwhelmed the republic forces and forced them off the world...so arrgonar was also one of his first victories aswell.
Lincoln: "And there will be no more of those..."
He whispered to himself, the words tasting bitter in his mouth. lincoln despised the taste...the taste of defeat. but no matter how much he despised his current situation...it wouldn't bring back his family...despite what he endeavored, despite giving everything he had to the war, he still lost. and all he had left from his sacrifice was sadness and hatred. lincoln let out another sigh...he just wanted to get back home and get something to eat.
And that was another thing he had gotten from the war, impatient. he had never been so impatient in his life before, sure doing the war he had been reckless and short-sighted at times. but now after the war he just feels impatient at all times.
But he knew why he was so impatient...he was just tired of waiting for the galaxy to be done with him, at times he thought about venturing into the tatooine wastes to make his own way out. this time no matter how much he shook his head, he couldn't clear his mind of the past.
He is just awaiting for death to claim him. finally granting him rest...and the chance to see his wife and baby girl again.
"You have to live~"
Lincoln bit his lips hard...tasting his own blood helped him not cry. he wasn't sure when it started. but he had begon to hear his dead wife's voice in his head...everytime when he had suicidal thoughts she would speak to him. forcing him to stay alive. it had to be madness...why else was he hearing her? it was a cruel joke...another reason why he was tired of the galaxy and it's cruel jokes. but lincoln felt himself relax when he saw his home in sight. parking his speeder near his house, he jumped off it and slowly made his way inside his home.
Welcome home master*
Lincoln: "Thanks Rusty"
Lincoln said to his modified AQ-series battle droid...it was a funny story, he had found him dumped in waste pile. lost...kinda like him. so he brought it with him home and fixed him right up...and modified him a little so he could work better in his new desert environment, since he would most likely never gonna be in water again anyways. it was least he could do for a fellow soldier...of a nation that no longer exists...he still wasn't sure how a water droid ended up on tatooine, but it was anyones guess.
Lincoln: "So rusty, had any trouble on the homefront?"
Rusty: "No sir, no trouble at all. how did the supplie run go?"
Lincoln: "We got everything we need...hey rusty i can't help but notice heavy dust contamination on you, how about you go and take a oil bath and afterwards get some shut eye"
Rusty: "Thank you master!"
Lincoln chuckled from how delighted rusty sounded...that droid really liked his bathtime. some would say lincoln might care a little too much about it...but he didn't care. rusty was his only friend on this Godforsaken planet. and one of the few reasons he is still alive.
*Stomach Growling*
It was time to cock some food, walking down into the kitchen, he open his refrigerator and pulled out a whole brown skined reptile. he had managed to hunt himself some Dune Lizard. their meat was pretty tasty or so did the locals say. cutting it open he began to make it into what he called Dune Lizard Haggis! something he came up when he missed dishes from his homeworld. turning it's innards into sausages. and boiling all the other ingredients inside the lizard's stomach, all he had to do was wait for his dinner to be done since the cooking pretty much took care of itself.
And after his food was done he sat down in the kitchen...alone, and while he was eating his Questionable good food...he turned on a old holorecording of his.
One his wife made for him.
*Start of holorecording*
Feedback sound.* Oops. Ha ha ha. No, no. Little fingers away Lane. There we go. Just say it. Right there. Right there. Go ahead. into the holo sweetheart *baby giggles* Ha ha! Yay! Hi honey! Listen...*
I don't think Lane and I need to tell you how great of a father you are... but we're going to anyway. You are kind, and loving, (Lane laughs loudly)...and funny! ha ha. That's right. And patient. So patient. Patience of a jedi, as your mother always says. Look, with Lane, and us all being at home together... It's been an amazing year. But even so, I know our best days are yet to come. There will be changes, sure. Things we'll need to adjust to. You trying to find work as a holo writer, I'll shake the dust off my old Teacher's degree...But everything we do, no matter how hard... we do it as a family. and you make me so proud to call myself your wife, Paige Loud...the last part feels so good to say out loud haha~*
Now say goodbye, Lane...Bye bye? Say bye bye? *baby giggles* Bye honey! We love you! oh before we go, how about we sing daddy a song lane?*
Your eyes are like poetry
Your lips are so sugary
You're all togther wonderful to behold
I never thought that i would hear
You say that i'm who you hold dear
More than anyone else
Or at least not in the same way
I've been thinking about you and only you
You are like the morning time
Full of promise yet to find
I'm dazzled every time i realize you're mine
I never thought that i would see
The day that you would come to me
And ask forgiveness
For the time we let go by
I've been thinking of you and only you
Did you find a four leaf clover
Did you hope that i'd come over
Here i am and i might never leave again
I never thought that i would be
So close to you that i could see
The way your hair goes wavy
When you wake up
*End of holorecording*
Lincoln slowly whimpered as tears fell down from his face and onto the table, openly sobbing to himself, losing his grip on the holorecording and letting it fall to the floor. but he flinched when he heard it land, he reached towards it with a shaking hand and picked it up again...holding it close to his chest. his mind was buzzing with sad thoughts...replaying all memories of his old life. growing up with his sisters, meeting his beautiful paige, all the way to his little angel was born...lane. she didn't even see her second year of life...before those republic bastards took everything from him! if only he could go back and kill them again.
Lincoln slowly reached for his DL-44 heavy blaster pistol that he always had on his side. looking it over he couldn't help but smile just a little...he had taken it from a republic officer that he killed on arrgonar, and he has had it ever since then. it is the most powerful blaster pistol he has ever owned, and the great thing about the DL-44 is that it is easily modifiable! and he has made many number of modifications on it over the years...the only real downside about the DL-44 is that it overheats quite quickly.
Tears started falling on the pistol as he held it under his face...he slowly lifted it up to his head and pointed the barrel of the pistol against his temple...and just held it there. his finger over the trigger.
What was he waiting for? he just had to do it...one pull and all tha pain would go away.
"You have to live~"
Lincoln cloesed his eyes in frustration. why was his head playing this cruel joke on him? couldn't she understand he missed her so much!? it couldn't be his wife...she wouldn't let him suffer like this...she wouldn't make him live like this.
"You have to live~"
Lincoln dropped the pistol, his whole body wracking and conulsing. he just wanted to die...to crumble away and disappear and become part of the very sand outside his home. he nearly fell of his chair...but was grabbed by something.
Looking up with teary eyes he saw it was his desert camouflaged Aqua droid that caught him in his fall. rusty slowly lifted him up and before the droid could say anything, lincoln hugged his metal frame, sobbing hysterically into it's metal chest. rusty tried his best to hug his master...hoping he could comfort him a little.
Rusty: "Master...i think you need to lay down"
Lincoln didn't say anything and just let rusty drag him to his bedroom. it was a odd thing to see a war droid acting like a caring mom of all things...but lincoln was greatful for it. and now laying in his bed he slowly let himself fall asleep...his hand holding onto's rusty's metal hand.
Lincoln: "Rusty...please don't leave me tonight...please just stay with me"
Rusty: "Roger roger sir"
Rusty felt bad for his poor master...he wished there was a way to help his master. but he was a battle droid not a therapy droid...so all he could was stay by his master side and hold his hand. but no matter what he would protect his master.
Even if it was against his demons in his own mind.
End of Chapter One