Star Wars Rebels/ Anesa Koradou

Chapter 1: Introduction

(This is my first fanfic that is going to be published, I'm going to try to make them long so chapters may take a while to get here. Any mistakes that you find leave in the comments, then I will fix them. Hope you enjoy and may the force be with you.)

Disclamer: I don't own Star Wars Rebels.

I'm Anesa Koradou; race mandolorian. I used to live on Mandalore, it was like a moon in a way. There was very few plant life and you had to be hardy to live there. That's just a little back story, let's get started.

As a child there was ALWAYS something wrong, it's like I....I could feel something. It was always like a.... feeling I would get when I was around someone in specific. It was like I could feel who they were and where the were. My mother wanted me not to learn that I was force sensitive, for she thought that at the age of three, I was much too young to figure it out. She didn't want me to know because I would freak out, and living in Mandalore was hard enough (We lived in a bad desert region to keep me safe from the empire). She just didn't need a kid freaking out thinking that there was something wrong with her. She also didn't want the empire to find out, She knew all to much that they would take me away, use me for evil.

As a kid growing up on Mandalore was hard work. We had to have a indoor farm because most of the time the wind would rip the crop from the ground. We also had some major dust storms because of the lack of trees. I also had to be home schooled. Witch made life tougher, as a three year old my mother was trying to start early with an education. She was hoping I could find a good job, and try to have a normal life. But I earned to be like the normal people and go have an education with them, mother wouldn't allow it.

So it was me, her, my father, and brother, in a small house, living on just what we grew. Sometimes it wasn't enough, and we would have to go days without food.

There was a time when I was about seven the empire grew....strong on Mandalore. TIEs would fly around and where becoming a very normal sighting. I was always so fascinated about them. Then I remember one crashed right in front of our farm. We all ran out of our house, to see if the polite was ok. He wasnt, in fact he was dead. My mother put her hand over my eyes as my brother and father want off to bury him. I got a small glimpses threw my mothers fingers. The polite was dressed in all black imperial armour, his helmet was clearly made for flying. There was also a imperial symbol on his left arm, it sure looked different than mandolorian armour. I've never seen imperial amour before. Did the storm troopers have armour like his? Was it different? How was it different? These questions ran threw my mind as my brother started digging a hole into the hard ground. I look at the TIE the one wing was broken off, this is what cause it to go hay wire. It was probably the impact of the fall that killed him. "Anesa, would you like to go look at the TIE?" my mother asked.

"YES!" I ran over to the TIE. I felt the outside, the steel cold to the touch. The smell of the engine turning off in protest. I could imagine me in one of these. We got to ride in a ship maybe once a year. My father walked over. "How do you get in?" I asked. "You are not getting in until tommorow, when everything cools down" he exclaimed. "Aww."

That night I wanted to get to bed so early, I wanted tommorow to come so I could see inside th TIE. My mother tucked me in, knowing that I could hardly hold my excitement. Oh... how I loathed that night, tossing and turning. My heart was like a.....a fast paced drum. I needed something to distract. I really liked to meditate at the time because of the feelings I got, considering the fact that I was force sensitive.
I felt...well there's no way to describe it. It was a since of fear and cold. Imediatly I jumped into bed, shivers down my spine. When I fell asleep I had strange dreams.

When I woke up, I ran out of bed and ate breakfast quickly. My father walked me outside. Me, running to the TIE, once I got there my father pulled me up and jumped up with me. I hopped in. The cockpit was VERY crowded, there was not enough room for me and my father. But I was in, I looked around, I could see and point out everything. After all I was fascinated with ships so I studied them. I could see the the flight controls, veiwscreens, targeting systems, and the tracking equipment, all tightly fitted. I looked at my father, excitement ringing in my eyes. I felt the cold dash board, witch it held some only the items. The flight controls looked very easy to control, this must be why there are so many polites around. After a while of looking around we jump out for a outside look. The way the TIE was put together was with Y-wings made for speed. The shields on the small ship where almost nothing, one hit and you were done. After a while out looking at it, I went in to go write about my findings.
My journal was filled with everything that I have ever found interesting, I thought that some day it would be important.

Soon after I was done with the journal, I herd a sound. It sounded like more TIEs. I didn't sound like any normal TIEs around here, it must be important or a new model. I looked out of the window, I....I felt cold. I went over to my mother. Everyone went outside, even scared little me. Me and my mother held back by the house, while my brother and father went to go see what was up. We where close enough th hear them, I felt a sudden closement....if that's a way to describe it, I couldn't feel anyone. I hid behind my mother. "Sir do you know what happened to the TIE?" the two asked. "I think it got shot down by something." my father explained. "What happened to the polite?" "We buried him, we couldn't just see him rot here." my brother said. They looked like they had some similarities to the poilets armour, same imperial marking, and both black, the shaping was completely different though. Their special TIEs were parked over to the side of the broken ship. The shape of them was different.

My father seemed very...nervous, almost like he knew something he shouldn't. The tall male, walked over to me, did a hand motion (connecting with the force) smiled, then walked back to his TIE. "We will be back later today to pick up the TIE" said the female. My brother and father nodded in sink, then she walked back to her TIE. My mother then rushed me back inside.

(Hope you people enjoy the first chapter, be patient for the second! May the force be with every one of you and don't forget to follow me on instagram art_with_cats out!)