Alderaan “I don’t understand!” Sian yelled, clenching her fist in anger. “Why do I have to go?” Everett sighed. “Because I need you to be safe.” “And what makes you think that safety comes in the form of flying alone across the galaxy??” she demanded. “I’ll be safer here with you.” “No, Sian, you won’t.” Everett said firmly. “You don’t understand what will happen-” “Because you refuse to explain!” Sian interjected, her dark brown eyes flashing with anger. Everett turned away, crossing his arms. “Sian. Please. Go. I promise I’ll explain everything later- when you’re old enough to understand.” “I’m sixteen! That’s plenty old.” “I didn’t mean years, Sian. I meant experience. You’ve been confined to this corner of Alderaan your whole life. You have no idea how this galaxy works.” “And you do?” “Yes!” Sian crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes. Everett spun around to face her. “Please. Rina will help you.” “I don’t want Rina to help me! I want you!” Sian wailed, aware she sounded like a whiny toddler. “Sian. You’re more mature than this.” Everett said softly. Sian sighed. “Fine.” Everett hugged her tightly. “Be safe, Sian. I’ll come for you when I can.” “You be safe.” He laughed and wiped a tear from his eye. “I will. See you soon.” But he never did come back for her. Sian watched on the holonet as Alderaan exploded into a giant fireball, and in a horrible realization, she understood what Everett meant about experience and age. She’d matured years in a matter of seconds. Sabaac Life was a game, a gamble. You calculated your risks, gained profit, and were ruthless to those who stood in your way. These were the lessons that had been drilled into Caeson’s head since childhood. And Caeson lived by that. He took what he learned at the Sabaac table and applied it to life, and he hadn’t gotten himself killed. Yet. The Imperial officer scowled down at Caeson, who replied with one of his winning smiles. “Here’s my identification, sir. As you can see, I’m a legitimate freighter pilot.” Caeson said, handing the card to the officer. The officer took it in his gloved hand and looked it over. “Hmm… home planet of Alderaan, huh?” The officer said, raising his eyebrows at Caeson. Caeson clenched his fist, feeling sick to his stomach. “Yes.” The officer smirked. “You should have learned from the fate of your planet.” Anger boiled in Caeson’s stomach. “What do you mean by that? I should have learned what exactly from watching a planet full of innocents, children, my own family reduced to dust by some kriffing Imperial machine?!” The officer’s face turned dark and Caeson knew he had made a mistake. Just like in Sabaac, if you let your poker face drop you could lose a lot. “That’s it, traitor. You’re coming with me!” The officer barked. “Wait- I-” “You’re under arrest on charges of illicit shipping, transporting illegal cargo, disrespecting an officer, and treason against the Empire!!” “What!? I didn’t commit treason!” “What do you call that little speech of yours, then?” The officer said, turning away from him primly. Caeson was left speechless. There was no way that was a fair charge. But there was no use protesting. Caeson had made a reckless move, and now he would have to deal with the consequences. Just like in Sabaac.
this part is sad but it gets better this is just the first two ig chapters because thats all that would fit star wars for events and universe and stuff and I created the characters and wrote the story
