Prolouge

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Blaster fire pummeled the ears of the remaining jedi. Screams of the younglings tore through the thick air, most of them quickly scilenced. Fire danced around the walls, adding more smoke to the already smoggy city air.

"Master!" A  padawan cried. Her blue lightsaber hummed as she blocked blaster shots.

"Rei! Follow me!" Her master, Caleb Dume, yelled. The roar of the flames drowned out most sound. Caleb ran. Rei followed her master, the padawan's blade deflecting red blaster shots, her study as a youngling put to the test.

Caleb started to sprint down the stairs of the jedi temple. Rei jumped, landing with an 'oomph'.

"This way." He called to her. Caleb turned a corner. He raised his comm and yelled into it. "Hera! Order 66, meet me at the market!" Caleb skidded around a turn, Rei scrambling to keep up. All was quiet for a moment. Suddenly, blaster shots whizzed by Rei's head.

With his back turned, Caleb was vulnerable. A shot hit his shoulder, making him wince in pain. Rei stared at the blackened cloth that surrounded the wound, mouth agape.
"Rei. You need to run." His blue lightsaber hummed as he turned to her, his eyes softening.

"But Master!" Rei cried, turning as she blocked the red bits of light. Caleb blocked a few of his own as the storm troopers approached.

"Now." He ordered. That was the last time that Rei saw Caleb. Until now.


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