It only took a few more minutes to finish off the TIE fighters. But when everything went silent within the blackness of space as they hovered above Coruscant, she could finally see why there were so man of them. An Imperial Star Destroyer was coming up fast behind them and R4 began to screech wildly as Crystaall dropped out of the top turret and made her way to the cockpit where the little astromech had plugged himself in, controling the ship.
"R4 we need to get out of here, we can't take any fire from that Destroyer for too long."
And just as she spoke the ship shook from the mighty blow that hit the back of the Hawke. Crystaall nearly fell from the shot, she had not ever been inside a ship this big before, having used a stolen Jedi starfighter to get from place to place. She forced herself into the pilot's seat and leaned forward, grabbing the lever for hyperdrive.
"R4, find a planet that they won't attack us at. And do it fast!"
The droid beeped furiously and the ship shook again, this time the starboard being hit and Crystaall was thrown back into the chair, accidentally pulling the lever and watched in horror as the hyperdrive activated and sent them farther in the black of space. The hit had knocked her unconscious and R4 was thrown out of his socket, hitting the back wall of the cockpit and squealing in pain of the sudden attack. Crystaall quickly fell into a deep sleep from the hit, and she could only imagine what it could have been.
Death Watch. They were one of the most recognized elite force of Mandolore. Heroes and protectors of the planet, and feared warriors. Some were exiled for the disrespect of their leaders, their government, and those who betrayed Mandalore, were executed or worse. This is what she knew. This was all the captain told her as he trained her. But this was before they trained her. So she sat there on the floor on the corner of a block of homes unknown to her as she watched people walk by. She would hold her hand out for change and very few would even consider handing her anything. Other children laughed at her demise, but her pain would hurt them more than her as they ran away crying and screaming as she took money off the boy she just knocked out. What she did with that money was store it in a small black bag. She carried it with her constantly, even when she scavenged for supplies in trash heaps and dumpsters behind small businesses she never cared for. This day would be no different as she soon fell back from her post and began to lightly seach the trash that was piled in the alley.
That's when they attacked. Without warning they stood on both sides of her as she looked at them in fright. They all wore grey armor as the ten year old girl stared at them. She did what she always did. Observe and watch with her mind, and strategize her options with her eyes. She never knew why she could do this, but it helped her when people tried to hurt her, just like they tried to do it now. They were after her credits and she could feel it from the ominous presence that filled the air. Then they attacked. Two attacked her, running with full speed as she began to run towards the wall with them following her. Se jumped and jumped once more off the wall, flipping in the air and striking out with both of her tiny feet, knocking the grey armored soldiers down on their backs, groaning in disgust of how easily they were fooled. The last armored man never moved. He stood there and watched as the small child landed on her hands, rolling to her feet and raising her fists. And in all the commotion, she never focused long enough as a hand wrapped around her throat, pulling her up, high off the ground and bringing her face to face with a battle-hardened face with no hair but his long grey beard and many scars across his face.
"You are skilled, but you will be nothing in the long run. I will spare your life, if you will join me, and train with me. I will provide almost everything you need, including a personally crafted armor set of your choosing. But you will never defy me. Do you understand little girl?"
"I understand. I understand that I will kill you when I become the strongest person you ever trained and I will become a legend and a hero."
"Good luck kid, you have a few years before you are even half my skill. And anyone trained under me, will never be a hero, only a hunter and a demon. A demon determined to kill."
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