Chapter 2

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Oria. A small planet that is covered in a thick forest. The only life forms are the various types of wild life that fly above the trees. It is also the home of Cloe Loksun. She lives on the planet with her brother Braxton and her father Cato. Their land has a small garden, a family hut and a shed for Braxton to tinker with his various inventions. Emerging from the hut, Cloe walks to the front of the garden.

"BRAXTON," she shouted with a slight British accent.

With no response, she walks to the end of the property.

Where could he have gone?

Just then, a beat-up looking ball comes out of the woods and rolls to Cloe's black combat boots. Looking down at the ball and then back up, to see Braxton coming out of the woods. His navy-blue shorts, black t-shirt and brown hair covered in mud. Cloe crosses her arms as Braxton picks up the ball.

"I assume that you have finished your chores," she said.

"Yes," he said with a slight British accent, "I weeded the garden. Fed the animals and finished cleaning the motor bikes."

"And the shed," Cloe said, "Dad wants you to organize all your little trinkets that you find the woods."

Braxton throws the ball on the ground and walks toward the shed.

"You are no fun," he says under his breath.

Cloe watches Braxton go into shed, and soon hears the sound of a motor bike coming toward the property. Coming around the bend is Cato. He wears a brown Jedi robe with a dark brown belt and shoes. When asked where he got his outfit, he simply replies with a smile. His head tattoo of a sun also has an interesting story, but it is a story that is rarely told. Cato parks his motor bike next to the hut and hops off.

"How was the hunt," Cloe asked walking up.

"Poor as usual," he replied in a gravelly British accent, "Looks like it's Kip soup again."

Cloe helps Cato grab his traps and weapons from off the motor bike and places them against the hut.

"Where is Braxton," Cato asked looking around.

"Organizing the shed," Cloe said, "He and I did the rest of the chores earlier in the day."

Cloe and Cato both take a seat in stools that are either side of the front door of the hut, Cloe takes out her knife that is always strapped to her right leg and begins to sharpen it.

"Did we have any "visitors"?"

"No. They haven't been here in months. I think they got the message, dad."

Cato lets out a scoff, "You said that last time and they still returned. Offering more money. Protection. But I will not have Braxton be the reason this war continues."

"But, what is the reason behind why they keep coming back," Cloe said putting her knife away, "You never fully explained it to me. You just keep saying the same thing over and over again. That Braxton is going to prolong this already never-ending war."

"I told you, Cloe," Cato said looking at her, "I will tell you when the time is right. But, as it stands now, the Republic will never get their hands-on Braxton so long as I am still alive."

Cloe rolls her eyes and stands up about to walk into the hut. Cato grabs Cloe's arm.

"I know that it doesn't make sense," he said, "But know that everything will be alright soon enough. And I promise once all of this is over, I will explain everything to you and to Braxton, alright?"

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