the star wars universe(takes place before the event)

getting the job

Banished leaders are known for groups of them looking similar because they are a part of the same dimension, but this one banished leader was different.

He is a mechanic, having a simple life on courassant as a mechanic that can repair anything. Being smart always came natural to a banished leader, although it was a little different for this specific one.

He didn't want much of the tech the higher-ups offered him, but he couldn't help himself, and he took a good amount of it. Except for the robots and ships, he thought that stuff specifically should be crafted via his own hands. Now, with his own credit maker, he could do virtually whatever he wanted, but he chose to donate to the republic.

Banished pov:

It's odd to have this mich power, I'm only 15. Why must I have this responsibility? It is odd. But in a way also very exciting!

I look back down at the letter, sent by the jedi council themselves. It was a request to be the jedi temples lead mechanic, I would have a decent sized room, food, and water. That's all I needed.

I got into my exo suit and left my old shop behind. Many good memories were made in that shop, and i won't soon forget it, but i must move on to greater.... what's the word? Eh, whatever. I began the long trip to the temple, jumping and wall running up the large tunnel. Looking down for a second revealed the large drop under me. One wrong move, and I was done.

After some climbing, I was at the top level of this city planet. I could see the temple in the distance. there was no way I was gonna walk. I activated my exo suits built in jetpack system and started souring through the air, the wind blasting against my goggles as I pushed on toward the entrance.

When I arrived, a bearded man awaited me.

???: "Hello there."

Banished: "Hi! I'm the mechanic you guys hired."

Obi-wan: "You're the mechanic? You look a little young. My name is obi-wan kenobi, and I will be showing you around the temple."

I nod my head, and he guides me up the stairs. What a majestic building. I looked up at the staturs of the proud warriors of the jedi temple. Huh, I kinda want my own statue. Walking into the temple, it was teaming with jedi masters and knights. They were all talking and getting ready to go out on missions with their new soldiers, clones.

I personally felt like using clones for war tools was morally wrong. They were still people, and all free thinking minds deserve to carry out their own decisions, not be breed for war.

I shrug of these thoughts and move forward.

Obi-wan: "If I may, but are you force sensitive? I sense something about you, that is... pure."

Uh oh, what do I say? Is it right to reveal that I'm a banished leader? No, i can't, at least not yet.

Banished: "Nope, just your friendly neighborhood mechanic."

Obi-wan gives me a look, definitely one of suspicion, I smile nervously, and we keep on advancing forward toward the main hanger.

Obi-wan: "My padowan and you would get along. He loves working with ships. He even has an old smugglers ship called the Twilight."

We enter the hanger, and it reveals the ship he was just talking about, a ship that can fold to fit into a hanger. It would be considered by many to be a bad, crappy ship. But to me, I see an opportunity to fix up a ship and make it a true fighter. Droids moved past me as pilots entered their ships, going out onto patrol. I can only assume.

My eyes wonder once more toward the twilight, and I must begin work immediately.

A set of highly advanced tools materialized into my hand as I set up a scanner to show me what can be improved and I get to work. The ships scratches and damages all the stories of the missions and flights it was in. Even for a mechanic like me,  I have to admit that this project is gonna be a bit to handle, so I start simple my replacing the top gun. It was an older design and needed to be manually shot using binoculars.

How.... ineffective.

I rip out the whole part and begin attaching the triple barreled turret I have been working on for the past year or two. It came with its own targeting system but can also be shot manually via a headset.

That project took a few hours, but I am proud of myself. I will need to make myself a robot to assist me.

I flag down a clone in yellow armor, his shoulder pad read 'oddball.' He dawned armor meant to be worn while Im a suit, yellow markings were noticeable revealing he was a part of the 212th attack battalion.

Banished: "Excusee me, trooper, can you please point me in the direction of the robot storage area?"

Without giving me a glance, he points off down a hallway, and I go and find the room that has all of the parts I'll need.