F/N was your average high schooler with an appreciation for Star Wars. Despite his strained relationship with his father, he had a good like, though that all changed one night when he was visited in a dream. A mysterious man gave him an offer, to le...
I look around the field that I had been teleported to, feeling the breeze against my skin. It was until that moment that a realized something.
F/N: "Wait I'm supposed to save this world........in nothing but my pajamas? That's a load of bull."
I let out a sigh and scratched the back of my neck, before I heard a whistling sound coming from above me. Looking up I saw a pod of some.
F/N: "What is that?"
I look up at it for a bit as it came closer and closer..... why is it getting bigger?........... oh shit!
I yelp and run, then dive out of the way as the pod smashes into the ground with a thundering boom. Dirt and grass gets thrown into the air and sprinkles over me as I get to me feet. I cursing, I wipe the dirt and grass off of me before turning around to see what nearly killed me.
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F/N: "A Republic escape pod?...... he nearly killed me!"
Out of slight rage and curiosity, I walked around to the back of the pod. The door was wide open as I circled around, and with nothing better to do I stepped inside.
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F/N: "At least it's spacious."
Walking inside I looked around and spot two crates on one side. Kneeling down over them I pulled the lid off the top and saw the same set of Arc trooper armor I saw that one guy wearing in my dream. On the helmet there was a sticky note. I tore it off and read it.
Gold: "Dear F/N, sorry if the pod nearly hit you or anything. Unmanned craft like this can be a bit hard to navigate remotely, anyway inside these creates should be a set of armor and ordinance for you to use. Also could use the pod as a base or something, I don't care. Good luck, sincerely your friendly neighborhood Guardian, Gold."
F/N: "Well at least I've got a change of cloths."
I set the note aside and started to pull out the armor, piece by peace I began to put it over myself, first with the undersuit then by armor segment. After a while I flipped the helmet over and put it over my head.
