Star Wars: The Last Jedi Revamped

Chapter 4 - Remembrance and Coalitions

On New Alderaan, located in the Outer Rim Territories, Senator Jahr wore a tassled white and brown poncho with a hood as she traveled through the mountainous town of Loam. A light drizzle fell over the town, as gray clouds could be seen over the towering Mount Tanzir. Many of Loam's buildings consisted of brown brick with light blue paint, while others had mosaic-esque façades with domed roofs.

One of Loam's residents, a chilai, a vespidae-like species sat in their window watching their watching the rain. Walking through a narrow passage, Jahr knocked on a door a total of seven times. After knocking, Jahr could hear a set of footsteps coming towards the door. When the door slid open, there stood an elderly man with thinning snow white hair and a pair of eyeglasses named Gariv Jahr. He wore a slightly worn teal-colored tunic with baggy black trousers.

"Papa!" Dinha hugged him.

"It's so good to see you again!" Gariv chuckled as he embraced his daughter.

"How's mother? Is she ready?"

"Yes, she debated on what she'd wear this time though," Surna informed her. "Come in before you catch cold."

Dinha entered the house and was immediately took note her mother. Named Pirah, she wore a gray-colored dress with a crimson headdress. Pirah also wore black earrings. She turned and smiled warmly when she saw her daughter.

Both women embraced one another. Dinha could hear her mother's muffled sniffles now.

"I promised myself I wouldn't cry," Pirah said. "How was your trip?"

"It took a while to find a place to land, but it's to be expected, so I'm not complaining." Dinha replied.

"Then we'd better get going before noon comes."

The three walked stopped and glanced at the framed photos of their loved ones, which sat atop a fireplace mantel. Many of the people depicted were killed immediately in The Disaster. The family stood in silence for a moment, their heads slightly bowed. Once they finished, each family member grabbed a small capsule and left the residence.

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The three promptly made their way back to Dinha's personal shuttle, a Faro-class Airlift MK II. The starcraft was small, with two wings on the ship's sides, with silver-plating. Once everyone stepped aboard, Dinha soon left New Alderaan's thermosphere and jumped in the direction of the Core Worlds.

Before the three now was what remained of Alderaan, known now as The Graveyard, a space consisting of asteroids of varying sizes and millions of dust particles. Memories of what Dinha had been told concerning Alderaan's beauty rushed back to her again as she felt her eyes watering.

Both Gariv and Pirah stared at what remained of their home planet, with Pirah leaning on her husband.

"Incoming craft, identify yourself." A male pilot ordered from a HFAF-500

"This is Senator Dinha Jahr of the Anoat Sector. I'm here with two visitors to engage in the Return." She answered.

"You may pass through, Senator."

With that, the transport continued through the asteroid field. The family passed through the field, glancing at each rock longingly. When the ship came to a clearing, they stopped.

"Could you two give me a minute, please?" Dinha asked.

"Of course." Gariv said, leaving the room with Pirah behind him.

Once the door to the cockpit closed, Dinha closed her eyes and clasped her hands together.

"I know I'll never have the opportunity to meet any of you, but I hope you can all rest easy knowing that our Princess continues to fight for all of us. I'm praying for you all to give me the same strength moving forward. That strength will prevent another atrocity like this to befall another world." Dinha prayed. "I love you all." She opened her eyes now.