I threw a cup at the Teleprompter as I looked over it twilight and just shook my head.

“Twilight I told you it was only last Tuesday there is no need to go about all the mumbo-jumbo my master’s master used to do when he would tell his stories. Now let’s tell the story as it was from the beginning, and no I don’t mean a day I was born, I saw that look!” Twilight smirked as I pinched the bridge nose, I sighed it just looked back at the recorder and shook my head.

“Hello, my name is Ryan Reiks this is my story upon how I stumbled upon this very interesting world and made friends with its unlikely inhabitants.
If you’re wondering how I came to be here, I was a part of a mission to the Mobus sector, under certain circumstances… During the mission I was set upon by invading force backspace, the invading force was threatening several thousand of my students, granted I was not really a master; I was just there on unofficial teaching business, I still took it upon myself to help.”

“But I’m getting ahead of myself, I will start off with were my adventure really began, at least a little before unselect that. It all began with a search that I was conducting; I was trying to find a fugitive of the remnants from the black Suns gang, the man I was looking for was a Prince in the so-called organization’s hierarchy. So I was sent by my master, Luke Skywalker of all people, to find said prints and bring him to justice so… My trip begins with a visit to the Hoth system thanks to a tip from my friend Lando.”

Thus the story begins.

“OK, R9, are the comm-systems up and running?” I asked of my astromech droid, he was a much newer version of my old master’s R2 unit, but he didn’t anywhere near as fast or as diligently, guess that makes us a pair.

“All systems working and operational, Master Ryan.” The text rolled across the screen.

Since I something for everybody, I him in one of the new were exiting variants called an XJ-12. It’s one of the more let’s say, advanced models for the XJ series, it has better sensors, better engines, better guidance, and better armor to make up for everything else, but it’s just one of those things.

“Where is that guy Lando promised us…? He was supposed to be here hours ago… About redistricting turnaround doesn’t show up soon.” I yelled as I slammed a hand on an console. “R9 do you have any idea what's keeping him?”

“I don’t know, master.” The R9 said, it rarely ever has any useful information when it comes to people and situations.

“…You never know anything R9… EVER…” I sighed and leaned back in my fight chair the chair was comfortable for starfighters… Nevertheless, it still hurts after sitting in it for nine hours straight with nothing to do, nothing. The hours had past slowly, drifting in space is one of a pilots most alluring and draining fares… for me it was more draining than anything. Not even siting through a ten-hour long lecture from Master Luke is anywhere near as boring. To pass the time I would have R9 bring up old battle simulations, from wars past, and just play through them and see if there was any way to have been any different outcome, with better results preferably, I’m a stickler for saving lives. The time passed by slowly starting to get sleepy, spending nine hours in a very confining space does not help the mind and it definitely does not help the body.

“There is a large vessel jumping out of hyperspace less than point five parsecs away from, master.” R9 is ever the observant one; I had received the info far before he had even computed the need to tell me.

“I can see that R9, prep the engines and set shield to seventy-five percent, and charge the weapons… we don’t need to be sitting ducks when it gets out if it isn’t one of ours.” I had had a bad feeling about the whole situation since the get go, but I trusted my master’s friend, but that friend’s friend is a very different story.

The ship that exited hyperspace was a bulk freighter, like one of those you would see from around the outer rim planets. The damned thing look like it had gone to hell and back, went back in, got beat up, again, but again and got blown right back out. In short order, it looked like a got the shit beat out of it, many times.

“Hailing unknown freighter, this is Ryan Reiks of the New Jedi Order, please state your business and we may get along…” I flipped off the comms channels and began to run a full ship scan on the unidentified freighter; I didn’t want any chance mishaps to, well, happen.

“This is the freighter ‘Chances Glory' we receive you master Ryan, and we thank you for meeting us out here, my name is Captain Rodney, or cap’n Rod for short.” The freighter captain relayed over the coms, he sounded like a nice enough fellow, but nice enough doesn’t mean shit out here.

“Roger that Captain, would you mind telling me what it is the Jedi need from you, and what it is you need from the Jedi?” I was highly suspicious of this, we’re in a sector of the galaxy where no one goes, at least not since the rebellion but then again it was 30 years ago.

“Would you mind turning your scanners somewhere else Master Jedi, my crew is getting a little antsy with them being pointed at us…?” The underlying threat was clear to me ‘remove them or be shot, your choice.’

“Sure, but could you tell me where a freighter captain of such a battered ship, could get a blocking system strong enough to stop a high class Jedi Recon-class fighter?” I was bluffing a little; my fighter had high-end scanners on it… but not that high end.

“That’s none of your business, Master Jedi, now, how will you be paying for this info?” The smirk on this piece of works face could be heard over the comms… it was slightly frightening, in that ‘what kind of psycho am I dealing with anyway’ kind of way. I just sighed and turned off my scanners. Then I silenced the comms, leaving the incoming sound on.

“R9, I need you to power up the weapons and shields, and put the inertial dampeners at seventy-nine percent. We may nee-” I was then cut off by a high pitched squeal coming from my astromech, I quickly turned around in my seat and saw that he had taken a direct hit from a laser battery. With my weapons charged and my shields raised, I push the pedal to the floor and shot off like a rocket towards them.

As I made a beeline for them, I was noticed in a start, they began shooting at me, green laser bolts started flashing about me, exploding off both sides of my fighter, the shields took the brunt of the damage. The damned freighter held more firepower than most military Corvettes; I was getting pretty pissed at the situation. These guys are going to get a wake-up call, nicknamed… shadow up the ass. As the shots exploded around my ship, I jinked and juked out of the way, making sure none of them got too close to really damage me, letting the force guide my actions. As I got within range, I depressed the buttons on my controls and let loose with my quad cannons, peppering them with hundreds of shots in a matter of moments.

“EAT lasers crag heads!” I yelled over the comms I passed over their ship, leaving many top marks from my first pass. I banked hard to the right as I made for another pass, I pressed several buttons on my control panel and opened up the torpedo launcher my top right wing; I had several shadow bombs attached to my fighter, around six of them. As I leveled out towards my target I lifted one of the torpedo is out of the tube and rested it just underneath my ship, leave us little surprise for them for my next time… The kriffing ass holes won’t know what hit them.

As I passed by, I gave them the one finger salute as I made another U-turn, suddenly shooting to the left this time to Dodge expected shot. I use the outline of their ship to tell where my shadow bombs landed, upon seen it I noticed it was next to, perfect. I fired a salvo and banked hard to the right and away from their ship as fast as I could. I could see an explosion coming from behind me, I grinned and satisfaction.

“Eat that ya piles of hut slime!” I whooped for joy at the sight of the burning freighter, it was good to see that those that would harm others gone from the waking world.

“Damn… well, I need to let Lando and Master Luke know what happened… They will not be very happy that one of our informants tried killing me…” I sighed and turned on the hyperspace computers, I had to manually punch in the jump coordinates now that R9 was gone… damn traitors, just my luck too.

the jump from Hoth to Bespin was not an overly joyous one; not having my R9 ‘with me’ ,anymore, did lengthen the journey. As I appeared in system I looked over the magnificent gas giant known as Bespin. The clouds covering that were beautiful sight to see after your deal I was just, and after staring at the blue hyperspace for several hours definitely helps with a headache I had before. As I floated in space, I turned on my engines and made my way for Bespin, once there I took a geosynchronous orbit over the planet while used trick that Han Solo had taught me, a few years ago mind you, to boost my communications system with my sensors, it’s not something you do every day it’s very interesting.

“Well, if this doesn’t work, then I’m going to call Han and tell him he gone and screwed up!” I smiled to myself at the prospect of telling off such a venerable hero such as Han Solo.

“Well, here goes nothing.” After several minutes of tinkering and messing with the system, I was able to get it to work correctly boosting the signal to 160%. And yes I know my ship is supposed to be advanced and crap, but is Bespin normal, no, it is a big ass GAS GIANT with a thick ass atmosphere, so stuff it you space monkeys.

As I was saying, I got the comms to send a high-powered message to Lando stating my current situation. His reply was not exactly what I had expected.

“Ryan, this is Grand Master Luke, Lando and I received your message. Please come to docking bay E-B2.” Luke’s monotonous voice broke over the comms, making me go a little wide eyed at hearing from my old master.

“On my way Grand Master Skywalker.” I replied tersely as I vectored in my decent to the assigned docking bay.

“See you ground side kid.” Lando’s deep voice cracked over the comms with a slight pop as they finally tuned out.

It was an amazing sight to see, the multi colored clouds and the massive floating city of Bespin, the sunset that graced the seen made it all that much more majestic. I curved down as I leveled out my fighter with the docking bay.

“’Herald Black’ coming in to see Grand Master Luke Skywalker and Lando Calrissian, I am expected.” I keyed in my designation code as I got within spitting distance of the magnificent city.

“You are cleared to dock, welcome to Bespin ‘Herald Black’ and have safe travels, Tower out.” The comms went dead as I pulled in closer to the station. The docking bay wasn’t one of the bigger ones on the floating city, but it sure as hell made up for it in luxury. There were all kinds of mechs and repair bots waiting to get to work on my slightly damaged fighter for when I landed.

“If this is what I get for eliminating one of our informants… then I can’t wait for what’s in store for me inside.” My mind dwelt on the future, meeting my old master after four years of working under Lando was bound to stir up old emotions. “Well better to get this over with,” so I set my fighter down gently and popped the cockpit roof, I slowly crawled out of my seat and stretched my aching limbs.

Trust me when I say, you never want to be stuck in a sitting position for more than 48 hours… it’s killer on the back.

As I went about stretching my body, the hanger doors whooshed open, revealing Grandmaster Luke and Lando. They looked like a pair of old men coming back from war, or a really bad briefing room session… trust me, those things can put decades on a body.

I bowed before both of my seniors and spoke reverently, “Good day master, Lando,” I rose, “How may I be of service?”

Luke looked at me and tilted his head slightly to one side before giving me a smile, and it wasn’t a happy smile… it was one of those, ‘I’m about to send you on an extremely important mission that you will be forever changed by,’ kind of smiles… and I liked it. Returning the smile Grandmaster Luke spoke up. “After todays… unfortunate events, you will be going on a mission to deliver this set of books to a secure location on the outer rim, they are a full copied set of both the Sith and Jedi teachings…” after hearing that my eyes went wide and I just gaped at him, not really knowing how to reply to that.

Seeing my inability to talk Luke continued. “I will be sending two sets of these with you… one set is for you and the other set is for the new academy. My son, Ben, and my sister, Leia, will be starting up a new academy out on one of the unknown region sectors, we found that some of the chis have some kind of affinity to the force. So, we want a place close to them so that we may teach them… and having these books there will help in their studies… and I was hoping that you would stay there for a while and help out.” Knowing that this was less of a ‘I’m asking you’ and more of a ‘I’m telling you nicely’ deal I just promptly nodded my head and took the proffered books into my possession.

“I will do as you have asked master, and it has been a pleasure to see you both again so soon.” I smiled warmly at Lando, quickly giving my mentor a hug. Luke saw the comradery and sighed ever so slightly, 'I think he misses how the two of us used to be.'

I walked up to my old master and extended my right hand, shifting the books to my left hand, and gave Luke a firm shake, “I won’t let you down master, I will see this through. I hope to see you again soon.” I smiled, he gave me a slight nod and left for my ship.

When I got to it, I opened one of the storage compartments and placed the books inside. I then gave my ship a cursory look over, making sure that I didn’t have any leaks or other potential future problems. After a good ten minutes of looking, I noticed that my old astromech had been replaced with a light green R4D3 unit. It was similar to R2 unit but had a few more bells and whistles, along with faster computing power.

“I guess Lando wanted me to have this…” At the sound of my voice, the dome on the astromech spun around and focused its ‘eye’ on me and gave a few short shrills and beeps, recognizing me as its new owner.

“And hello to you too, Now how ‘bout we get this thing fired up… Don’t want to be late for the princess.” I chuckled to myself, knowing that 'Master' Leia did not like being called ‘princess’ outside of family and close friends, I knew it would irk her.

Author's Notes:

This is the end of my first entry... I hope that someone has found this book... it needs to be delivered to Master Skywalker as soon as possible.