Yesterday while in hyperspace, our ship was struck down by an unknown enemy. Only two others survived the tragic crash. All we have left is a handful of supplies and a blaster. The captain says that our chances of living are as slim as it comes. I just hope that this holocron reaches my family if I can't make it...
I...I don't know how to explain what just happened. This...creature, it was huge. Claws as big as your body. It swallowed the captain whole, and the Twilek wasn't far behind. The damn thing chased me like I was its prey. I thought all was lost until a robed figure used some kind of magic to slam the beast into the rocks of the mountain. The robed figure took me back to her hideout, where I was met with a strange droid. I think it called itself "CB-103." The droid looked dis-functional and spoke to itself often. Probably needs a good memory wipe. Anyways, the woman revealed herself as Nycomé. She asked why a scrawny boy like me ended up on a backwater planet like this. I told her about my mission for the trade federation. I saw no reason not to trust her. I did owe her my life in fact. After treating my wounds she sent me to a chamber in this treehouse hide-out. Like earlier today, all communication attempts to my home world of Deralia and Nar Shaddaa have been unsuccessful. The robed figure spoke of a town close by. I can only hope that it can lead me off of this wilderness of a planet.
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Star Wars: The Lost Episode
FanfictionThis story takes place 2000 years after the defeat of the rebel alliance after Episode VI, in an alternate universe. It follows the (supposed) last of the Jedi, Vector Ekiam, and his best friend, CB-103. (This is an OVA story between me and my gamin...
