Star Wars: Rebels of the Stars (COMPLETED/BEING EDITED)

Chapter 11: The Order

I walked up to the room the others said Wen was in, and took a breath before knocking.

"Come in." He answered, and I pushed a button on the door panel to make it slide up.

"Hey Wen." I walked in and the door shut behind me.

"Hey Mira. What can I do for you?" He was sitting on his bed, polishing a blaster.

"I wanted to talk. About... That day... The last day of the Jedi Order."

He noticed my concern, and had me sit down next to him, putting the blaster down on the shelf. "You want to know why I wasn't affected?"

I nodded.

He sighed. "This scar here, the scar that earned me my name, we believed it was a cyst. I had it removed after my training test. The rest of the team, they had theirs removed later, believing we all had an error like that, and no other troopers." He tapped the star shaped scar on his temple.

"After Swoth, we went to Murkhauna, and assisted our division, under Roan Shyrne. Roan was a great jedi. Well, when the order came, and we were ordered to kill him, Bol Chatak, and her padawan, Olee Starstone. Climber, Tracer, Ras, and I refused, and helped them escape, by turning on our own brother."

"One of our newest additions was a clone nicknamed Paper. He wasn't a commando, and he had his chip removed, his only scar. But he didn't quite have the right of mind, because him losing his chip affected him. He wanted to try on my armor, and I let him, and he stayed in it, pretending to be me. I didn't think much about it." He sighed and shook his head.

"Anyways, the sith lord, Darth Vader showed up, and he ordered the traitors forward. I was going to step forward as Paper did instead, thinking he was actually me. Vader... He killed Ras and Paper, and took Climber and Trace to a dungeon on Agon Nine."

"Agon Nine? The prison?" I asked worried.

He nodded. "I ran away from the other troopers and retrieved my helmet, then stole a ship and flew to Agon Nine. I tried to free them for months. Then I was found out that I was a traitor and was forced to leave and escape. I landed on Naboo. Taboo is where Anoles is from, which is why we are heading there. She had old friends who can help us."

"And after you went to Naboo?"

"Well, I met Anoles, and we bought this ship to stop the Empire. We fought for years, before we found Zart and Gor and later you. I have never found another Jedi or another clone who has disobeyed the order." He looked down.

I gently put a hand on his shoulder. "It's ok. You did your best."

He sighed. "What about you?"

"Well, the temple was attacked, and I had to hide. Paint... he... Master Vulkri killed him to save me. And other than him, I haven't seen any other clones over the years. And until today, there had been no problems with the Empire or any problems."

"Master Vulkri trained me for years upon years. Fifteen years I've been there." I pulled out the fading picture of me, Cunee, Owec, and Ejiksega when I was four and they were six. "I miss them a lot. Too much."

"Your youngling group?" He looked at the photo.

I nodded and kept looking at it, remembering when we took it.

"Come on Cunee! Take it already!" Ejiksega giggled. She had wrapped her arm around my shoulder and smiled, as I giggled and hugged her tightly.

"I got it!" He laughed, as Owec wrapped his arms around the other side of me. Cunee finished setting up the camera and quickly ran to Owec's side and they wrapped their arms around each other.

"Gathering!" They all said, and the picture was taken. The camera flashed.

I smiled at remembering the memory, and wiped tears from my eyes as I looked away and teared up. I put it away, and sighed.

"Hey, you ok?" He rubbed my back gently.

"Yeah. Just memories."

"I'm sorry. Anything I can do?"

"Just be here." I sighed. "Thanks for talking with me."

"Of course." He smiled softly. "Anything you want to ask, or anything you need, go ahead and ask. It's ok."

I nodded and got up. "Thanks Wen."

I went to the room they gave to me, and I curled up on the bunk, looking at the three other photos .

Along with the one of the group, I had one of me and Master Monjarby from Swoth, one that Green Thumb had taken, where I was training lightsabers with him.

Another was of all of us, clone troopers, and me and my master. Taken by Terek.

The last photo was of me and Master Vulkri. It was for my thirteenth birthday. I smiled softly, and sighed, putting it away, and took out my lightsaber.

I turned off the lights and turned on one side of my lightsaber, letting the green glow and the small crackle soothe me as I sighed sadly.

"Just another day without old Jedi friends." I turned it off and laid in the darn, relaxing.

I stared at the ceiling, as the gentle hum of the ship made me smile softly, and I closed my eyes, nearly ready to sleep.

Another memory played in my head, from when I turned thirteen.

I dozed off fast asleep as the ship flew, and dreams formed in my mind as I happily slept calmly.