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09.09.2012 , 07:49 PM |
The Prologue that Wasn’t
Reposted and edited from short fic. This is the origin story for Remi the Grey.
Balmorra 3 BTC
The war for territory and resources raged on every planet. Balmorra, a nexus of industry and invention, was not immune and they were losing. The Republic was reduced to a single base and lost more ground to the Empire every day.
Maksim Ritsarsyeriy leader of the Balmorran resistance watched his daughter with pride and worry. She looked so much like her mother, with her pale skin and dark red hair, but her yellow eyes marked her as his. He paced while he waited for his wife, her mother, Selena to come back from her mission. This was not the place to fall in love, nor the place to raise a child, yet they did the best they could, finding happiness in the chaos.
Maks was a master strategist, and his men believed it was he who kept the resistance from falling, but he knew the truth. It was his Selena, who should be given credit. She had been his most fearless operative before they fell in love, sneaking into Imperial camps posing as a peasant, a serving girl, a dancer, whatever it took to get the intel they needed to hamper the Empire’s efforts.
The newer resistance fighters often wondered how a young pretty woman like Selena became an insurgent. Her father had been Balmorra’s top weapons designer. Imperials tortured and killed him in front of his family when he refused to serve the Empire. After witnessing their cruelty in the face of simple protest, Selena had vowed to fight until the Empire was gone or she was dead. She became a master of disguise and a ruthless assassin. Two years ago, while she was pregnant, the entire resistance went blind.
There was guilt when Selena looked at their daughter. Guilt that she stood by while the Empire gained territory, guilt that she raised her in such a warzone, guilt that she refused to stop fighting, and guilt that she wanted to run away and give her the life she deserved. Maks understood he felt the same. He placed the toddler on the map table, letting her play with the little unit tokens.
“Maks,” Selena hurried in, “I overheard at the camp, they know about us, they’re coming.”
He swore and hit the alarm. This was not the first time a hideout had been discovered, they would have to fight to clear a path so the others could run to a new hiding place, and if the worst happened, they would retreat to the Republic base.
Adella, an old Twilek woman who took care of the wounded resistance fighters came in to take charge of their daughter. “Go,” she said in her native tongue, having never learned to speak Basic, “I’ll look after Cori.” They nodded with relief and ran to shore up their defenses.
She picked up the toddler and headed to the family bunker to wait with the others. The room was filled with people too old, too young or too wounded to fight. As the sounds of gunfire and explosions grew closer, Cori, who had long since grown used to the sounds of war, fell asleep. Adella held the little girl on her lap, grateful that she was not fussy.
A massive explosion shook the bunker. The children cried, the adults murmured fearfully, Cori woke up and screamed.
It was not a natural scream, it shook the room like the explosion before it, it only lasted a second then the little girl went limp in the old woman’s arms. Adella touched her nose and her hand came away bloody, the child’s scream had hit her physically.
Adella’s son ran down the stairs. “Is everyone alright?”
“We’re fine, Rolan.” Adella called speaking for the group, “What news?”
“It’s clear, the Imps are moving fast, we’ll have to get to the next base quickly.” The others filed out calmly knowing what to do. They may be old men, women and children, but they were used to this life of endless combat and running.
Adella was last to leave, “Where are Maks and Selena?”
Rolan stared at his feet, “They’re dead.” Adella nearly dropped Cori in shock. “I didn’t want to scare the others, the Imps brought more than a squad, they had a Sith with them. Maks and Selena led them to a resupply. Then they blew the whole thing up, themselves too. That’s what everyone felt just now.”
Adella looked at the little girl who had not moved since the explosion. “She felt it,” Adella said softly, “She felt her parents die, she screamed when it happened, it felt like a punch in the face. I think she can use the Force.”
“Mother, if they find a Force user among us, they’ll kill us all.” Rolan looked alarmed then guilty. Adella chuckled, the war and the resistance had made them all a little short sighted and cold.
“I will take her to the Republic base.” She assured him, “She will go to the Jedi.”
Adella traveled with the group going closest to the base. She got past the Republic sentries who did not have the heart interrogate a tired old Twilek carrying a baby. They allowed her to speak with a Jedi, who put his hand on Cori’s head and closed his eyes. Adella thought his test was rubbish, a show of hand waving so that there would not be a flood of children brought to the base to be taken to a safer planet. He asked her to enter the child’s name on a datapad. Having never learned Basic nor how to pronounce Maks’s last name, she did her best. She sounded out Cori’s full name Coremi Ritsarsyeriy.
The Jedi looked at it. “Remi Syeriy.” He stumbled over the odd name. Adella nodded, it was close enough.
Comic Pages from Art Thread
Comic Script up to page 2 (derp)
Panel 1: Mountainside of Balmorra
Cap: Balmorran Resistance HQ, 3BTC
Panel 2: Maks carrying baby Coremi
Panel 3 Full Page: Zoom in on Maks face
Name: Maksmi Ritsaryeriy, Resistance Leader
Skills: Demolitions , Heavy Weapons, Slicing
Known Associates: Selena, Wife Coremi, Daughter
Panel 1 Full Page: Selena leaning against doorway
Cap: Maks, we have to evacuate. I overheard at the camp, the Imps know about us. They're coming.
Name: Selena Ritsaryeriy, Resistance Operative
Skills: Assassination, Seduction, Infiltration
See surveillance footage
Panel 2: Maks hits emergency button
Cap: E chu ta!!
Panel 3: Soldiers lined up for inspection, Selena standing in line wearing Imp uniform
Panel 4: Selena seducing officer
Panel 5: Selena killing commander (infiltrator gear)
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