Star Wars: Nark Malcom

Chapter 5

"What do you sense?" Nark asked curiously looking over at the young Jedi. Gerfar and Thorla awaited an answer as they looked at him. Sweat crept down the Jedi's forehead as he sat uncomfortably. Nark cleared his throat and placed his hand on Torver's shoulder. "Bud?" He asked. Soon a large jerk cut through the ship, everyone falling all over, the lights flashed. Everyone looked at one another, Gerfar grabbing control of the ship as another crash was felt. Nark slowly got up after the second hit, as he got into a push-up stance, the door opened and Lössi was there and rushed in, kicking him down. He hit the metal floor again as the green dressed princess took his seat.

"What's going on?" She asked.

"Meteor shift." Gerfar replied.

"A what?" Thorla asked.

"Something out of the normal must've happened, a planet destroyed not far from here...either way a large ton of rocks were just launched in our general direction." Gerfar said quickly as the ship was hit again.  He looked over at Nark. "Can you get on the top gun?" He asked as Nark got up.

"Yeah, I can." Nark said running out of the cockpit.

"Finally." Lössi said as he left. Nark ran to the cockpit as another rock struck the ship causing the lights to cut out. A large throw forward was the last thing he felt before it all went black. In the cockpit, Gerfar looked over to his copilot who had a large piece of the glass cockpit in his head, he had some in his upper arm. Lössi and Thorla were fine, having been behind the pilots who took the glass. Torver had a large patch of blood on the side of his head.  Gerfar undid his belt, launching him out of the cockpit and into the dirt ground in front of him. He pulled out a small device from his vest and stuck it into the dirt. On the side facing outward was a screen. A small amount of letters came up. "Yonar VI" it read. The pilot fell against his ship, leaning back. Inside the cockpit, Thorla and Lössi looked at one another. Both scared, thinking they were dead for a moment. Thorla looked over to a med kit in the wall and elbowed it. She took out some tubes of bacta. She gave two to Lössi and kept two for herself.

"Go get Nark, I'll handle Torver." Thorla said walking to the Jedi and assisting him with his bad cut. Lössi got up and walked into the hall and saw from around the corner some peace keeper units helping those hurt. One was helping Nark who was pinned under a piece of metal. She walked over and helped the trooper free Nark who had a cut on his cheek. She applied the light blue liquid to it and saw the wound slowly heal. He woke up and smiled seeing he was alive. 

"Thank the force he said. And thank you two." He smiled. Lössi helped Nark to his feet and the two walked into the cockpit. Thorla helping Torver. "How is he?" Nark asked.

"He'll be okay." Thorla said. The three looked over and saw Gerfar gone. "Where'd the pilot go?" She asked concerned looking out the shattered window. Nark walked over, Lössi going to help Thorla. The young man saw Gerfar outside setting up a com system. Nark hopped down, landing on his feet and walking over. He saw the pilot hard at work, noticing an infantry turret had been deployed.

"Hey." Nark said. Gerfar looking over.

"What?" Gerfar asked.

"Where are we?" Nark asked.

"In deep crap, separatist territory. Plus we were hit by something that was not anything natural. I thought it was some  sort of meteor thing but by the looks of what hit us and from the distance it looks like some sort of warship. Either way I'm gonna need to do repairs. I'll need all your help." Gerfar said.

"Understood." Nark said walking back to the ship.

"Get on communications!" Gerfar shouted. "They may still be in tact...we can leave with a rescue ship." The pilot added.