On the Run 3 (fiction)

On the Run

3

“Jedi? I’m not a Jedi.” Sadeya lied. Will raised his eyebrows at her words.

“You were using the Force to lift those containers into the ship. I saw you doing it. There is no way you could have lifted them by yourself. The stormtroopers were looking for a Jedi, just after you appeared seeking passage to escape the authorities. You’re going to tell me that was all a coincidence?” Will asked her. Sadeya looked down on the ground.

“Maybe it was.” she replied. Will laughed.

“You’re safe here. I’m not going to turn you in to the Empire. I just want to talk. Is that okay?”

“Fine.” Sadeya answered.

“Is Frifac your real name?” Will asked.

“No, my name is Sadeya Tatvea. I’m sorry for the deception. I don’t know who to trust.” Sadeya told him.

“That’s okay. You’re a particularly bad liar, if that helps. I’m guessing you would have been a padawan when the purge happened.” Sadeya looked up at him when he said this.

“Yes, my master was killed when our clone troopers suddenly attacked us. It happened with no warning. I ran as fast as I could and manged to evade their shots. They spent days searching for me. I hid in a small cave until I reckoned it was safe. I then stowed away in a transport and managed to blend into the crowds after landing at a spaceport.”

“Have you killed many others since you ran?”

“No only the one I killed recently. They attacked me and tried to steal what things I had left. I just suddenly felt angry and cut them down with my lightsaber. It’s never happened before.”

“So you’ve been on the run since the Republic became the Empire?”

“Yes I’ve been in hiding since then, waiting for the remaining Jedi to regroup and restore the Republic.” Sadeya replied. Will gasped.

“It’s been six years since the Purge. You’ve been on the run all that time? I would guess you’d be one of the last remaining Jedi, but maybe there are others out there. I think if they were going to restore the Republic, they probably would have done so by now.” Will informed her. Sadeya’s head was swimming. Had it really been that long?

“I guess I’ve lost track of time.” she admitted.

“I have a home at the next spaceport and a daughter who is around the same age as you. You’re welcome to stay there as long as you need. There will be a soft bed, food and shelter. You can even help me with my trade runs if you want. You could be useful. You’re still young, maybe you should think about creating a new life for yourself, rather than staying on the run forever, because eventually they will find you.” Will offered.

“Thanks.” Sadeya replied. Will nodded his head and headed back to the ship’s cockpit. At least she now had somewhere to stay for a while. That was the best prospects she had had for such a long time…

to be continued….

Joanne Fisher

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On the Run 2 (fiction)

On the Run

2

Sadeya walked though the crowded streets that seemed to get busier the closer she got to the docking bays. At one point the crowds parted as a patrol of stormtroopers marched through. Sadeya hid behind a partition once she saw them. When they were gone, she continued on her way. She came to a docking bay and saw that a light freighter was being loaded with supplies. She stood in the entrance way watching. The older male who was loading up the ship noticed her.

“Can I help you?” he asked.

“I’m wanting to get off this planet and was wondering if you take passengers?” she replied.

“Not usually. Anywhere particular you’re heading to?”

“No, I just want to get away from here.” she told him. He grunted.

“Trying to avoid the authorities?” he asked pointedly.

“In a manner of speaking.” He stood there for a moment and regarded her.

“Are you able to pay for passage?”

“I don’t have a lot of credits, but I can work it off. I can help you load those supplies.” Sadeya offered. He looked at her small frame and thin arms doubtfully. Sadeya looked up at him hopefully as he looked deep in thought.

“Okay you can help me, but I’ll only take you as far as the next star system I’m heading to. After that, you’re on your own.” he informed her. “What’s your name?”

“My name is Frifac.” she said.

“Okay Frifac, I’m Will Letgar. You hear they’re looking for a Jedi? They found a dead body that has lightsaber cuts on them, apparently.”

“No I hadn’t heard that.” Sadeya replied. She spent the next couple of hours helping to load the freighter, using the Force surreptitiously to help lift the heavy containers onboard. Once they were done, Will began getting the ship ready for take off.

“That went quicker than expected. Get on board we’re about to go.” Will told her. Just then a squad of stormtroopers entered the docking bay.

“We have orders to search every ship for a Jedi fugitive.” the lead stormtrooper announced.

“Okay, search away. All you’ll find is containers of Yoseon grain though.” Will told them.

“And who is this?” the stormtrooper asked pointing directly at Sadeya.

“That’s my daughter. She helps with my supply runs.” Will told them.

“And where’s your wife?”

“She died many years ago.”

“Do you have identification?”

“Sure, I have both mine and my daughters with me.” He handed over a couple of datapads to the stormtrooper who checked them over. Once the stormtrooper appeared satisfied, the other stormtroopers searched the ship. After a few minutes of searching they left.

“Thanks for that.” Sadeya said, still wide-eyed with surprise.

“Luckily for you I do have a daughter that helps me, sometimes. She’ll be at the next port. Now we better go, before we attract anymore attention.” Will suggested. Shortly afterwards they took off. Sadeya watched the planet recede from view. Aside from the usual Imperial Customs Frigates, there was also a Star Destroyer now in orbit around the planet. Once the ship went into hyperspace, Will joined her in crew quarters. He sat down in front of her and looked at her.

“Is there a problem?” Sadeya asked. Will shook his head.

“Now we’re away from that planet, we need to talk, Jedi.”

to be continued…

Joanne Fisher

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On the Run 1 (fiction)

On the Run

1

Sadeya looked down at the dead body before her. She retracted the lightsaber blade and kneeled down by them already regretting her actions. In anger, she had struck them down. It wasn’t the Jedi way, she knew that. She was better than this. Knowing she had strayed from the path, she would have to atone for this transgression. Not for the first time she wished Master Logoth was still alive. What had they told her? Hate and anger were paths to the Dark Side of the Force. Using such emotions to guide you would eventually end in your own destruction.

Sadeya hid her lightsaber away and left the alleyway she had been hiding in. If anyone saw her weapon, she would be in big trouble. Right now, all she wanted was a way off this planet. She had lingered here too long, and she knew to stay in one place too long was to invite trouble. The Empire would track her down and kill or imprison her, as they had done to many others of her lost Order. She had to get a ride on some freighter out of here as soon as possible.

As she left she glanced at the body in the alleyway. She had tried to hide them as best she could, but you could still see them if you looked hard enough. She didn’t know who they were, but they had tried to steal what meagre possessions she still had. All that was left of her former life, before the dark times, before The Empire. Without barely a thought she had struck them down. It would only be a matter of time until the body was discovered, and the telltale wounds from a lightsaber seen. That would at least bring in an Inquisitor, the hunters of the few remaining Jedi. They would use the Dark Side to track her down, and that would be it. She hurried away.

Above she heard the boom of a spacecraft entering the atmosphere. Sadeya looked up to see an Imperial Shuttle coming into land at the spaceport. She stopped in her tracks. Had she left it too long to move on?

to be continued….

Joanne Fisher

Just wrote this on a whim while watching The Empire Strikes Back. I’m not sure where it’s going to go at this stage.

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The Passage (flash fiction)

The Passage

Talem was a technician. It was her job to ensure the ship’s systems remained functional. As a child, she used to like visiting the hold to see the frozen bodies. Now as an adult, she seldom visited it, and if she ever did it was to check everything was running smoothly.

She was a middle generation. There were generations before her and there would be generations after her ensuring the ship would continue to slowly move onwards to their new home, a planet Talem would never see. Yet she was essential if her species was going to carry on.

Joanne Fisher

This is my second take on the prompt carry on provided by the Carrot Ranch November 11 Flash Fiction Challenge.

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Two Aliens Walk Into a Theater (flash fiction)

Two Aliens Walk Into a Theater

“This is what humans call cinema. This should inform us about their society.” Blarg said.

“Yes it’s a good way to find out more about them.” Krenut agreed as they sat down. After the film began the two of them watched in mounting alarm.

“These humans are dangerous! One of them walked into living quarters with a large chopping implement and began to dismember others with it!” Blarg said.

“Yes they seem rather bloodthirsty, but we must watch more before we report back.” Krenut replied. He put aside the booklet with the title: The Fifth International Horror Film Festival.

Joanne Fisher

This was written with the prompt film festival from the Carrot Ranch November 4 Flash Fiction Challenge.

I’ve been a bit quiet of late. I hurt my back quite badly and at the same time I’ve been going through financial problems. It’s a bit hard to concentrate on writing when you’re in pain and also feeling quite hungry, but I’m sure things will soon get better…

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Can I Claim On This? (flash fiction)

Can I Claim On This?

“Hello. I’d like to make a claim on my insurance policy for my house.”

“Your house?”

“Yes, my house. It’s been destroyed.”

“How was it destroyed? Was it by fire or an earthquake?”

“No, a giant lizard walked out of the sea and destroyed it.”

“A giant lizard?”

“Yes it came out of the sea and began smashing everything up.”

“I see. So it smashed up your house?”

“Not quite, it stood on it.”

“Where you doing anything that might attract a giant lizard to attack your house?”

“Don’t think so. I just think my house was in the way.”

“Maybe you should have bought a house that was more inland.”

“Okay. When I bought the house, I didn’t think giant lizard attacks were something I would have to worry about. In fact, it never even entered by head as a serious possibility.”

“Well you need to be prepared for any eventuality.”

“So my lack of foresight in seeing that a giant lizard might one day stomp on my house is the problem here?”

“In a nutshell, yes.”

“I guess I’ll have to bear that in mind then.”

“I think so.”

“So am I covered for this?”

“Well reading your policy there is a provision for Acts of God, but a giant lizard isn’t really an Act of God is it?”

“I thought Act of God refers to any event that occurs outside of human control that can’t be predicted or prevented. I’m pretty sure a giant lizard walking out of the sea and stomping on my house is a perfect of example of this.”

“You might think so.”

“So you’re not accepting my claim?”

“I’m sorry this situation just isn’t covered.”

“So do I need to stipulate in my insurance policy that it should need to cover the possibility of a giant lizard destroying my house from now on?”

“Well yes, but we don’t cover anything like that.”

“So what do I do then?”

“Is any part of the house still able to be lived in?”

“No it was completely flattened.”

“Well I’m sorry, but we just can’t help you.”

“Fine. I really hope a giant lizard steps on you one day.”

Joanne Fisher

I wrote a flash fiction two days ago which I think some people have missed. Take a look at it here: The Graveyard Shift

I’ve actually damaged my lower back quite badly, so I’m going to spread out the rest of the 13 Horror Films posts. I won’t be finishing them on Halloween anymore, as I need to take care of myself.

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Stuck in the Mud (flash fiction)

Stuck in the Mud

I’m only on this godforsaken planet because I was sent here. Why anyone would actually want to live here escapes me. Frankly it stank, large areas were covered in mud, but not the mud you would find anywhere else.

One time I got stuck in it. It was a metre deep. I hoped someone might find me before I died of hunger or thirst. Luckily a search party rescued me. How many others had also got stuck, but never been found? I was so glad to see the settlement again. Though I saw quite an amazing sunset out there.

Joanne Fisher

This was written with the prompt mud provided by the Carrot Ranch October 14 Flash Fiction Challenge.

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Contraband, part four (fiction)

Contraband

Part Four

Asran’s cohorts collected the foodstuffs from Brynla’s ship. As exchange for the food, Brynla was given use of a speeder to take the contraband supplies to the rendezvous point. E-5JF was left with the ship, while Brynla and Ennik were escourted through a secret smuggling tunnel to a hidden enclosure. There lay a speeder with an enclosed canopy and a laser cannon at the back. There was enough space in the speeder to fit all of the cargo they brought, just. Brynla got Ennik to pilot the speeder while she sat in the back with the cannon controls, she had already been warned they may encounter some Imperials.

Ennik piloted the speeder away from the city of Esgor. The terrain around the city was dry and dusty with small canyons and brown hills. They were making good time and would arrive at the rendezvous within a few hours. Suddenly a warning signal went off.

“Uh-oh. We have some company.” Ennik warned. Brynla looked at her scope and saw two red dots approaching.

“I’m guessing TIE fighters.” Brynla stated. “Try to maneuver the speeder down one of the narrower canyons.”

“Okay.” Ennik replied. He steered the speeder towards a canyon. Brynla looked around, and sure enough, she saw two TIE fighters approaching them.

Speeder you are in a restricted zone. Stop where you are or we will fire on you.” warned a voice over the intercom.

“Keep going.” Brynla urged. She aimed the laser cannon at one of the TIE fighters and fired. The pilot managed to evade the shots and then both TIE fighters opened fire on them. Luckily, the laser blasts missed them, and Brynla aimed at again at a TIE fighter and fired. This time she hit it, and the TIE fighter exploded into a ball of fire.

“Hang on!” Ennik said as he piloted the speeder into a narrow twisting ravine. The sole remaining TIE fighter followed while firing at them. Brynla returned fire, but each time the pilot managed to evade her shots.

“This pilot is good.” Brynla said to herself as she continued firing at it. Unexpectedly the ravine suddenly turned abruptly to the right, and the TIE fighter flew into the side of it and exploded. Brynla breathed a sigh of relief. “Good piloting Ennik!”

“Thanks boss!” Ennik cheerfully replied.

They traveled to the rendezvous with no further encounters. Once there, Brynla turned on the beacon and they both waited. A couple of hours later a couple of large beasts appeared to be approaching them. Looking through her macrobinoculars Brynla saw they were banthas being ridden by humans. As they got nearer, one of the riders dismounted and walked up to the speeder. Brynla got out of the speeder to face him.

“That’s near enough!” the figure warned. “Have you brought the supplies?”

“Yes they’re here. Do you want us to unload them, or would you prefer to do it?” Brynla asked.

“You unload them yourselves and leave them outside the speeder and we will collect them.”

“Sure.” Brynla replied, mystified by the odd request. Ennik and her could have helped them load the supplies onto their banthas, but they obviously didn’t want their help, so they unloaded everything while the others all watched them at a safe distance. “I suppose these are weapons the Alliance is providing you with.”

“No. They’re medical supplies.”

“Medical supplies?” Brynla repeated.

“Yes there’s a terrible sickness affecting the native inhabitants here. The Empire has chosen not to do anything about it. All they’ve done is quarantine the planet, but not helped provide any medical assistance for the native population. They’re just letting them die instead and they’ve blocked any help that’s been offered. These supplies you’ve brought will help save many lives. So thank you. But please keep a distance from us.” Both Brynla and Ennik did their best to keep as much distance as they could from them once they were told this news. After all the supplies were loaded, the others mounted their banthas and rode off leaving Brynla and Ennik on their own. The journey back to Esgor was uneventful.

Onboard their ship again, they left the planet Karagen behind them. Imperial customs checked them out again, but found nothing. After going into hyperspace, Brynla and Ennik sat in the ship’s cockpit watching the blue light stream by lost in their own thoughts.

“So what are you going to do with your share?” Brynla finally asked Ennik.

“I’m giving mine back to the Alliance.” Ennik replied.

“Why?” asked Brynla surprised.

“Because they need the money more than I do. We were delivering supplies to help save lives. I don’t think I should profit from that.” Ennik told her.

“Nice sentiment, but that doesn’t pay the bills.” Brynla replied acidly. For Brynla, if she gave the money back to the Alliance it would be an admission she was part of the Rebellion, and she wasn’t ready to admit that yet, not even to herself…

The End.

Originally this story was meant to be a single post but it ended up being longer than I realised.

Part One | Part Two | Part Three

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Walking Through the Galaxy (flash fiction)

Walking Through the Galaxy

Their spaceship had crashed. The survivors had activated an emergency beacon. Ta’an left the wreckage in search of nearby settlements.

When Ta’an got to a plain, she beheld a breathtaking vista. It was as though there were two galaxies before her: the Milky Way above, and its mirror opposite below; stars in the sky and stars in the sand. The surface was so reflective that as she walked onwards, it was as though she was walking among the stars. They surrounded her. Looking downwards she saw red lights swiftly approaching. She looked up: the rescue ship was above her.

Joanne Fisher

This was written with the prompt stars in the sand provided by the Carrot Ranch August 19 Flash Fiction Challenge.

In other news: we’re in lockdown again due to the Covid 19 Delta Variant suddenly appearing in Auckland and now in Wellington as well. We hadn’t had any community transmissions since February.

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Mission Success (flash fiction)

Mission Success

We jumped into an unknown system. It had a solitary star with eight significant planets.

“Captain, the third planet is of interest.” said one of the crew. I looked at an enhanced image. It was a blue-green planet with one moon.

“Anything significant?” I asked.

“Yes signs of life, including some signs of intelligence.”

“Excellent. Another planet we can claim. The resources will be useful.”

Joanne Fisher

Word Count: 65

This was written with the prompt unknown provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #214.

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