This story is made up by Grantm56. All relations to Star Wars are © Lucasarts. This story © 2010-2011 Grantm56, aka Grant McLravy. Do not copy for it is against the law.
I look out of my Jedi starfighter. I see darkness, evil, so much fighting. I remember my mission, to keep peace, as there is a new war in the galaxy. I remember how the evil Machine Lord used his sinister robot army to take over a planet, which was unnamed. As I sit it the cockpit while my droid, R7-S9, pilot the starfighter. Suddenly he swerves, as I realize we have found a asteroid belt. “Arseven, I’ll take over. “ I grab the control, swerving after each asteroid SEEMS to hit us. Then, I see the planet, my new home. I again start remembering. This time I remember how my planet was destroyed in this war. Then I start to hate, but then stop myself. “Jedi aren’t supposed to hate,” I think, but really it is quite hard when somebody destroys your home. I have my droid take over again, and think about my life before I became a Jedi. Before I got myself into this mess. I was liked then. I now am wanted for disobeying the empire in 56 planets. I get ready to land, and then see a hungry desert monster below. I had wished I wasn’t sent to Tatooine, a desert land where many crime lords ruled, including Jabba the hut. I notice the sand people around, also known as Tuscan Raiders. I watch as they gather marveling at my ship. I had 1,200 lightsabers. I could take ‘em! Or so I thought…
Could I have a cardy thingy please?