Jedi Padawan Izuku Midoriya, publicly known as Hiashi. From a young age he's been trained in the Jedi arts and is making his Master's proud. When he is tasked with protecting Kyoka Jirou will he be able to adhere to his teachings? Or will she draw o...
It was dark and cold. Inko had miscalculated and was now caught in the rain with her son. She took shortcuts to get to her vehicle quicker. That was a fatal mistake.
Suddenly she felt something cold and barrel-shaped pressed against the back of her head. Holding onto her son she gulped. The owner of the object then ordered, "Money. All of it. Now!" He was quick and to the point. Tears sprang at Inko's face. "I-I don't have any." She cried. "Mom?" Her 10-year-old called. "I know you got to have some on ya. Cough it up." He shouted.
"I don't!" She retorted. "Well, then you're no use alive." He growled. Izuku's eyes widened and his ears whistled. The roar of a single shot ricocheted off the concrete walls. His mother fell flat, face down with a hole through her head marking the path of the blaster bolt. He was mortified. He felt her hand slip out of hers. It felt like an eternity though it was mere seconds.
Her wet, lifeless husk is no longer her but was her mere seconds ago. Izuku still couldn't comprehend the fact that his mother... I now it's his turn. "Sorry kid. Kill or be killed." He said. He had no remorse. Izuku saw no heart in him. No regrets. The young child accepted his fate when suddenly a sharp sound ripped through the air and a blade through his chest.
He fell just as she did. Izuku was petrified. His tears and mind flowed like a river. He thought he was going to die. He looked up to see his saviour.
"Are you okay little one?" A gentle voice called. It was a gentle mother like utterance. He saw a green blade constructed out of pure plasma. "Uh-huh." Izuku answered. "Was she your mother?" "Y-y-yes ma'am." "Ah, I see." Her British accent had a hint of guilt laced within its utterances.
Izuku, noticing the blade known as a lightsaber had deduced that she was a Jedi. In the same amount of time, she had deduced that he was highly force sensitive. She stretched her hand out slowly, "Come with me. I'll take care of you."
Izuku noticed her skin tone was green meaning she was a subhuman known as a Mirillian.
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Earth is united under the rule of a Chancellor and The Senate. Centuries ago when quirks died out, mutations stayed rendering the habitants to be renamed.
Pure pred humans(at least those that had human festured) retained their name. Green skinned humans were known as Mirillians. They are known to be spiritualists and have religious practices that involve ceremonial tattoos. Blue skinned humans were known as Chiss. The brightest of all of mankind. Lastly, we have Chalactan who are the closest to being human but are distinct do to having a resistance to certain chemicals and toxins and are used commonly for emergency response.
Mankind has achieved interstellar flight and has expanded to Mars and neighboring colonizable areas. Unfortunately spaceflight is not commercial so the Jedi order on each planet act independently but have the same rules and regulations, not to mention different species.
