"Ha ha, very funny." Kel said. "Where are you really from?"
"I'm not joking," I said, "I really am from the future, or a different dimension. Take your pick"
I told them about how I came through the portal back in my world and how I found the gateway to the world of star wars.
"No way! What's it like back where you're from? Do you have teleportation abilities? Can you turn into different aliens?" Mark excitedly said.
"Actually, its more like after dectillions and dectillions of years the universe starts over and with that, so does civilization. I'm basically in the time of your universe where interplanetary space travel was extremely hard, and aliens have not been discovered yet. My universe is probably hundreds of thousands of years behind yours, intellectually speaking".
"Wow, that was deep" said Kel slowly clapping.
"Thanks" I said, laughing a little.
"We're here" said Palma "Everyone out!" We all got out and I stuffed my hands in my pockets like I normally do but as soon as I put my hands in my pockets something was in my right one. I pulled out the piece of cloth that I had put in the tube back in the portal room.
"What? How did that get there?" I was positively befuddled for lack of a better explanation.
"Jayden! You coming, Mr. Timelord?" Kel called to me,
"Yea-yeah I'm coming"
We walked up to Mos Eisley, and already I hear shouting and smashing of bottles. "You sure this place is safe?" Palma said warily.
"I think so. I've only heard of one gunfight here. Let's just say that Han shot first"
"My Han?!" Palma exclaimed
"Hey don't worry! I hear he's pretty good with a blaster". We heard another crash inside,
"This is a bad idea..." Mark said
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing." I said,
I had no idea what I was doing.
We walked inside. The musty smell of the bar overwhelmed us. It was a lot darker than outside, but cooler too. We sat down at the table, and started looking. Before e could pick someone out that wouldn't kill us, someone spun my seat around and before I could take another breath, I was face to face with a big brute of an alien. Not sure what species, but boy was he angry. "Yur in me seat lad"
"Oh I'm sorry sir, I can move"
I moved to get up, but I got shoved down again.
"Oh-ho-ho, I think a punishment is in order. Ya not leavin' here till I get a piece o' ye"
Oh boy. This will be fun...
I had a split second to decide what I needed to do. And that was something that I will probably never understand. I stuffed my hand in my pocket and grabbed the piece of cloth and felt its power flow through me. I calmed my mind.
"You will find another seat". I said completely calm, relying on the force.
"HA! Ye think ye are a Jedi! That be the most funniest thing I ever seen! Go ahead! Do it again!"
Wish granted. "You WILL find ANOTHER seat." I said, stern, but still calm. The thug stopped laughing. His eyes glazed over and he had a blank expression on his face. "I will find another seat" he said in a monotone voice, and promptly walked away.
"Was that what I think it was?" Mark said astonished.
"I think so" I said, still breathing hard
"That. Was. Amazing. I thought only Jedi could do that!"
"Well, um... Ta-da?" I said unsure whether I should show them another mind shattering truth, or let their brains rest so I don't break them again. I decided to wait until we got to Endor to break the new news.
"Hey lets try to find somebody to take us to Endor" I said trying to change the subject.
"Right, people are starting to leave, we should find someone quickly" Kel agreed. E started looking around some more.
"How about that table?" Palma said.
She pointed to a secluded table with a man looking to be about 18 or 20. We walk over and sit down.
"Hello," I said, "I was wondering if you'd be able to provide us transport to the rebel base on Endor"
"Why do you wanna go? You some kind of imperial spy?"
"What? No of course not. I'm actually taking these people to see a long lost relative" I said confidently, "this is Kel, Mark, and their mother, Palma Solo".
"Wait. As in Han Solo? THE Han Solo?"
"Yes. That's the one"
"Well kid, any friend or relative of the rebellion is a friend of mine. You guys got yourself a ride".
Next thing we knew we were on his ship to Endor. The pilot's name was Bäron and his ship was named the Kythlyn. Weird, but cool! We were cruising along after jumping to lightspeed when Bäron turned to ask, "so I got your names," pointing to Palma, Mark, and Kel, "but I didn't catch yours" he said pointing to me.
"I'm Jayden" I said.
"Where you from?"
"Long story, I'll tell you when we get to Endor. Where are you from?"
"Um, yeah. About that. Well, uh. I'm- I'm from Alderann"
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The FA.T.A.R. ~the FAndom Traveler And Regulator by TopSecret45.
FanfictionIt was a fairly normal day. I got up, after my alarm going off fifteen times. I ate breakfast, went to school, did homework, the gist. But then that same day, my life changed FOREVER. And that is no exaggeration. Any way I say it, you'll think I'm c...
