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Star Wars: A Single Wish

I don't own Star Wars. Disney owns Star Wars. This Fanfiction is something I have played around with for a very long time. In my head at least and I want to write some stuff about star wars. This is a wish fulfillment and I don't expect that to get through some of the thick skulls of readers. I won't be updating this regularly, and I wont be giving it a schedule. It's just something I'll write and update when I feel like it. This story isn't set in the skywalker saga, I don't want to get within a light year of that radioactive waste dump. While the original trilogy, clone wars, and mandolorian were excellent that's where the list ends. I don't want people writing reviews for this story, but I won't say you cant. I just want people to read a star wars fanfiction that is better then most out there. I wont lie I'm inspired by A New Player In The Force. However, my story wont be anything like that fanfiction though I really suggest you people read it. Its actually written by an educated teacher whos fighting leukemia. I won't bore you guys with anymore talk so I'll get right into the synopsis now. ------------------- A young boy, no older then 15 lies dying in his hospital bed. The reason he is here is because of the illness he inherited from his mother. He doesn't resent anything about his mother or what he got from her, only that his death be as quick. Before he rested his diseased body on this bed, he would comfort his mother while he could still be considered healthy. His mother passed fast compared to the rate he is going. The Opal family dies with him, and nothing can stop that. One of the things the two did was watch movies and T.V. shows, and their favorite was everything star wars. With Nathan Opal on his last day he is happy that his painful torment shall end. This is where the story begins.

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Back On Coruscant

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~~~(POV: Nathen Opal)~~~

~~~(Location: Hyperspace, Shuttle)~~~

Nella is using my shoulder as a pillow. We're sitting down in one of the viewing seats. She's asleep at the moment. We've been traveling in the shuttle for about 3 days, and we'll be arriving on Coruscant in about an hour.

I've been thinking about a lot of things since there is nothing else for me to do. Mainly about the ship that SCORPIO took from me. That has a lot of my personal effects and information critical to me.

I don't know where she's going. The only guess I can make is she'll eventually make her way to Zakuul. But during this period of Star Wars, I don't know where she'll be.

I've been trying to use The Force to locate my ship. But all I've been getting are incomplete visions and trails that won't lead anywhere. It's as if The Force is preventing me from finding my ship. Which is strange since I'm The Force Incarnate.

At least, according to Abeloth and The Daughter.

This whole situation isn't working out in my favor. But not everything does work out in your favor. I have to take this loss and move on.

One day, I'll have my ship back. But it's not any time soon. The other thing that's been on my mind is Coruscant itself. What I have to do there mostly. We're heading there to get a new ship. I've made plans to meet up with Theron while I'm there.

It's not what he wanted, but this might be the only time we can talk in private. Speaking in person means there won't be any communication problems. I'm hopeful, at least.

Theron isn't the only Shan I'm meeting on Coruscant. Satele wants to get together and talk. I have no doubt it's about the war. But I've got things of my own to do. The war going on is between The Republic and The Empire. I'm a part of neither.

"Mmm..."

Nella rolls her head on my shoulder. Likely trying to get a bit more comfortable. She's a great Apprentice. We've been practicing every day on the shuttle. I've been running her into the ground with training. She's improved by a good margin.

It's good that Marisa will be meeting us on Coruscant. It'll do Nella good to see her mom. I know that when I was learning to use The Force, it would've helped me to see my parents.

I'm really breaking the mold here. I'm training Nella in the ways of how I use and see The Force. I don't know if it'll work in the long run, but she's been doing a good job.

"How much longer until we make it..."

Her head lifts from my shoulder and she gently rubs her eyes. The blue hue of Hyperspace is lighting up the room we're in through the window.

"We'll be there in little less than an hour. It's been a long time since I was on Coruscant. I was just a kid last time, a little younger than you are now."

I destroyed a lot of buildings and killed a lot of Republic Troopers. I can't say whether or not I'm forgiven. The people I killed that day had families. They're likely to hold grudges. But it's not like anyone knows I'm coming.

No one other than Satele, Theron, and Marisa.

"Mom always said that what you did on Coruscant was because your parents were hurt. I know I don't have the same power as you. But I probably would've done the same if something happened to my mom."

Looks like Marisa did talk about me with Nella. I wonder how much Marisa has told my cousin. I've had exploits all over the galaxy. The most infamous is what I did to Ryloth. Everyone in the galaxy knows about that.

Recently, what I've noticed how much people are talking about Tatooine on the Holo-net. Using The Force to heal that world was a good move. It was once a beautiful paradise before The Rakatans blew it to hell and back.

That's a little saying from Earth that I remember.

"Yeah, I don't know how some people will react learning I'm back on Coruscant. I've made more than enough enemies in The Republic."

We talk a bit more, but after a while, we exit Hyperspace and Coruscant in outside the viewing window in front of us. Nella steps up from her seat and looks at the rotten world.

She doesn't see it that way.

We make it down and exit the ship.

"Still smells the same."

Her eyes roll with a smile. I guess it doesn't bother her as it does me.

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