Man on the Run: A Star Wars Story (GGD)/Chapter 1

Chapter One

A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away...

Coruscant. It used to be the capital of the galaxy, until one day everything changed..

Daz Dillinger's eyes opened with a quickness, like someone had snapped their fingers. It was only 9 years ago when the Jedi fell and the Empire rose to power, but it felt like a lifetime. As a Jedi Knight, Daz has been a dead man walking for every second of those 9 years. It amazed himself that he survived that long, considering nearly every other Jedi had been slain, but he tried not to think about that day where his life flipped outside down. He tried his hardest, however he always found his mind drifting off to that memory... and there he was again.

"What are you doing with that blaster..."

''The clone commander ignored his question. Daz glanced over in the direction of his former Master, Dre Yungg, and watched as the clone troopers they worked and fought alongside for all these years circle around him, guns raised.''

''"Dre!" Daz cried as the clones fired.''

Again, Daz was brought back to reality, as he sat in the alleyway behind Dex's Diner. Daz glanced up to see a man exchanging credits for a container of death sticks. The one distributing the death sticks, a Rodian, glanced down at Daz with a sneer. "What are you looking at, dirtball?"

Daz stood up and dusted himself off before shaking his head and walking out of the alleyway. Coruscant was the latest planet Daz found himself hiding out from the Empire on, which he found ironic, because Coruscant was where the Jedi Temple was once located. The Jedi Temple, which served as a base of operations for the Jedi, was now an Imperial Palace. Where the Emperor lived. Daz knew it was a risk to live on Coruscant, but to be fair, it was a risk for him to be living at all, so he made nothing of it.

He began to walk down the busy streets of Coruscant, the street lights shining brighter than the stars in the sky. As he walked, looking for a place to spend the night, he looked up to see the Imperial Palace. A small grin grew on Daz's face as he thought of his days training there as a Youngling. Inevitably, his thoughts continued to linger until his mind landed on that fateful day once again..

''"Follow that Jedi, the Emperor wants him dead!" C-4053, commonly referred to as Slim by Daz and Dre, barked as the clones followed Daz into the forest.''

''As Daz ran he could hear the blasts firing in the distance, watching them land all around him, before making a sharp turn into an abandoned Ewok village. Daz heard Slim call, "He went this way! Make sure you take him out!"''

Daz was brought back to reality once more when he bumped into a man as he turned into another alley. "Watch it," the man said through gritted teeth.

Daz glanced at him with narrowed eyes as he simply pushed past and continued to walk forward. "Hey!" The man called as Daz turned back around to find the man approaching him.

"I said, watch it." The man repeated as he reached into his coat pocket.

Daz snorted. "Just keep walking, buddy. I don't want any trouble, and you definitely don't, either." He retorted.

With a quickness, the man pulled a blaster out of his coat pocket, his finger quickly reaching the trigger. Daz could sense he would pull that trigger at any moment. Sweat began to drip from the man's forehead as a semi-confident smirk grew.

"What was that?" The man crept closer.

Daz questioned what he should do as he glanced down; his Lightsaber was still clipped to his side. It had been years since he used the Lightsaber, but if anything else happened, he slowly began to consider using it once more. Daz knew he would be risking it all, but he had made it this far without being found, and he wanted to last long enough to see the Empire fall. Daz was so deep in his thoughts he completely forgot about the man threatening him - he looked up to feel a cold blaster tip pressed against his forehead.

"I'll ask you one more time. What was that?"

It was at this point that Daz was fed up. He took his hand and used the Force to knock the man forward, sending him flying into cardboard boxes laying around in the alleyway.

The secret was out now; there was no turning back.

MORE COMING SOON.