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Cal had been across the galaxy to escape the empire, sometimes it felt like he could never stop. He thought he had seen everything. But he had never seen something quite like this before. It began when entering a market located on Jedha looking for supplies, the planet had a Imperial presence but they had no choice but to risk it being so low on supplies. He kept his head down past patrols and guards waiting for someone to call out for him to stop and surrender, and eventually he heard it. It just wasn’t directed at him. In the middle of the row ahead a tall man in rough clothes and a sheaf around his neck and shoulders being surrounded by stormtroopers pointing blasters at him. Cal stopped to watch knowing he should run back to the mantis. But for some reason he couldn’t force himself to move and could only watch in horror as they closed in on him. Suddenly the man sprang to life igniting a long purple lightsaber and quickly delivering an immensely powerful sweep cutting down 5 troopers at a time. He quickly turned around and pushed one of the remaining trooper into the other two. But as the man turned to run more troopers blocked his path.
“This Way!” Cal called to the man.
Who turned towards the sound of his voice and ran towards cal who began to lead him through the narrow streets towards the mantis. cutting down a few stormtroopers on the way with his own lightsaber. Only a few hundred feet away from the mantis they were blocked off by a whole platoon of storm troopers.
The troopers made a hole which through a male inquisitor walked through.
“Siv Tariq surrender now, or face death by my hand!” The inquisitors face was covered by a full helmet as usual
“You really want to take me on 8!” Siv called back in a echoing voice while reigniting that purple lightsaber. It was at least a foot longer than Cals and had a long two handed hilt.
As the stormtroopers began to slowly advance Siv suddenly drove his lightsaber into the ground sending out a shockwave into the oncoming attackers throwing them all to the ground. He righted himself and ran past the fallen troops. Cal noticed the inquisitor was curiously nowhere to be seen. Cal used his com link to warn Greez about their arrival and they both dove onto the ship as it began to take off. Heads hanging low they breathed hard through their mouths, sweat running off their faces.
“It seems you have made a new friend.” Merrin called out from her seat on the booth. Cere entered the main quarters from the cockpit at the sound of Merrins voice.
“Guys,” cal called out “this is Siv Tariq, Siv this is the crew of the mantis.”