I was relaxing in the Rainstorm as I meditated. Z, Anoles, Gor, and Wen were doing their own thing while Greenie and Khau were repairing the ship after a scuffle with some Empire troopers.
I heard a faint voice.
"Mira. Mira. It's time to come home."
"Master?" I could faintly see Monjarby in front of me, looking weathered and worn from the harsh years in hiding. But healthy and alive.
"Look at your data pad. I will see you soon." He faded
I jolted my eyes open, and looked at the pad as it beeped.
Opening it, I saw there was an encrypted message of coordinates.
"Aslan." I smiled softly. I started decoding the coordinates, and soon finished. It was far out, in an area of unmarked space. On maps, there was nothing but black there.
"You sly idiot. Going to unmarked space." I chuckled, before racing out to Anoles. "Anoles! I have our next location."
"Where?" She looked up, having been cleaning some hardware.
I handed over the coordinates.
She looked at it confused. "Where the heck is this? I've never seen coordinates like this."
"Is in unmarked space. Past the Outer Rim."
"What's out there?" She looked at me as she inspected the coordinates as she put them in the computer.
"I... I think home. And my first Master."
The computer beeped and show black, but as Anoles zoomed out, it should a luminous galaxy with a sun, thousands of stars, giving of a green, gold, and light blue grey hue.
I felt a small shiver run through me, feeling at peace.
Something about it... Just made me feel calm.
"Alright. Go get the others ready. I'll make sure we are fueled up before we jump into hyperspace." Anoles saw me relax as my shoulders fell.
I nodded. I headed outside and grabbed Greenie and Khau first, getting them inside.
"No fighting, got it?"
Greenie beeped annoyed, but went to the pit to get ready to pilot with Anoles.
I headed to Wen, finding him polishing his gun. "Hey Wen. How would you like to see an old friend?" I leaned against the door frame, smiling slightly.
"Depends who."
"Aslan."
He smiled softly. "Lets go." He smirked.
"Anoles is gonna pilot us there, and is about to jump to hyperspace once we are ready to go."
"Z and Gor are in Gor's room, trying to get rid of knots in Gor's fur."
"Got it. Thanks." I raced there.
Gor was growling as Z was trying to pull out a knot with a comb.
"Uughguughhhghghghhhgh huurh huuguughghg!" Gor whined.
"I know I know, I'm sorry buddy." Z sighed. He yanked and the comb broke.
"Guess you give up today?" I chuckled.
"Yep..." Z sighed, as Gor chortled happily, happy to be freed.
"Get ready. Anoles is about to jump into hyperspace."
"Why?" Z looked confused.
"How would you like to meet my first Jedi Master?" I smiled.
His eyes widened. "You found him?"
"So it seems. So get defurified and nice." I pulled a long strand of Gor's fur from his jacket.
"Got it." He nodded and went to get clean.
I headed to my room as I felt the ship jump to hyperspace. I pulled on my cloak, and checked my hair.
Grabbing my saber, I powered on both sides and stood there, letting the green hue glow ever so softly and relax me.
Soon I heard a knock on the door. I powered it off and opened up.
"Anoles said we are about to exit hyperspace. She could use your help navigating since this is unmarked territory." Wen was there.
"Alright. I'm coming."
I walked into the pit, as I felt us exit.
An overwhelming sense of calm and peace flooded into me, as I took a deep breath. Besides me, Z shivered, also feeling it. Wen, Anoles, and Gor looked confused about what they were feeling.
"What is that?" Anoles whispered.
"That? That is the Force."
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AN
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