After informing them of the plan, we boarded our ship. While on the ship, I created a comnet message, a communications network, making sure Typho would watch. I was able to slice the message, making it look like I was the Chief of State, Riyo Papanoida. Gida, Tarom, and the others watched as I continued my message. "We have been informed that a big purple Titan, who has caused severe damage to other galaxies has managed to find a way into our galaxy. Be careful, and I now speak to those who are brave enough to confront this monster."
"There is a price for your bravery. Whoever can bring him to the Senate, whether it be dead or alive, will be given 20,000 credits." I continued. "All we know is his last known location, which is Tatooine. Good luck to all of you."
Once the message ended, Teckla shook her head. "He's not going to buy that."
"I gotta agree with Teckla on this one." Tarom agreed.
"Trust me. He will. I'll bet you 100 credits he'll be waiting for us." I replied.
Tarom extended his hand out towards me. Gida intervened. "Tarom, I don't think you should..."
Allie cut her off. "Nonsense, let the Togruta bet if he's so certain."
"Gida, relax. Her slicer days are over." Tarom mentioned with a smug look. "I haven't seen those skills in a long while. And you'd have to be real good to fool Typho."
I then extended out my hand. "So do we have a deal?"
Tarom grabbed my hand and shook it. "You're on, Storm."
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Once we landed on Tatooine, we made our way to Chalmun's Cantina in the city of Mos Eisley. Together we all made our way inside the cantina, hearing a band playing as we entered. I scanned the area to find the place filled with humans, Weequays, Rodians, Dugs, and other alien races."Look, Typho's over there." Allie commented.
We followed her gaze to see Typho sitting down at an empty table in a secluded part of the cantina. I grinned as I glanced over at Tarom, who cursed under his breath. Gida chuckled. "I did try to warn you."
Tarom grumbled, nevertheless handing me the 100 credits, making me chuckle. "Looks like I still got it."
With that we made our way towards Typho's table. Once we sat down, Typho looked at us rather shocked. "How did you..."
Typho then sighed. "That wasn't the Chief of State was it...that message was from you, wasn't it?"
"Might've been..." I said with a nervous chuckle.
Typho cursed. "Kriff...I should've known."
I shrugged. "What can I say? I learned a trick or two while being a pilot."
"What do you want, Storm?" Typho asked.
"The same as you, Typho. We want them back, we heading back to Earth-" I began, but he cut me off.
Typho violently shook his head. "Oh no, I'm not returning back there, especially if there's a chance that where we can fail...I can't live knowing Areria can't return."
"Typho, I more than anyone understand. I am also afraid of failing. I'm afraid of continuing my life without my family and friends for the rest of my life." I confessed. "I've tried of everything to try to fix this on my own, but I can't...at least not on my own. But with others I believe it's possible."
"Will we succeed?" Typho asked, sounding hesitant while he played with his drink.
Allie, Gida, Tarom, Harrua, Teckla, and Anara all looked over at me, awaiting my response. I remained confident and firm as I replied. "We will, or we'll die trying."
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The Light Sentinel (Marvel/Star Wars Crossover)
FanfictionThe third book of When Worlds Collide. Storm Odinson has lost her husband, her children, her sisters, and many of her friends. She returns to her home galaxy, devastated. Storm tries to keep herself busy, and tries to make up for her past mistakes...