It was a dark time for the galaxy. Three centuries after the Hyperspace War, three-hundred years of hiding in the shadows, the Sith Empire had returned. They had taken back their homeworld Korriban and began to invade other systems along the Outer Rim, slowly getting closer to the core. The Galactic Republic were unaware of their return and were ambushed by a massive fleet in the Tingel Arm, coming down on them relentlessly and showing no mercy. The Sith destroyed their main starship manufacturing facility on Sluis Van and conquered the planet, leaving the republic to starve for spacecraft supplies. They took over several systems over the first three years of the war without any defeats, until the forces on Bothawui managed to fight for their lives and bring the battle to a draw. For the republic, it wasn’t about winning back then. It was about survival. All hope for the galaxy had seemed lost...
Fourteen years after the fall of Korriban, the empire had made it to the galaxy’s core, and their first target was an ideal one for the imperial advance, the heart of the Republic...the planet Alderaan...
Alderaan was a main world of which all the principles of the republic rested on, as well as one of the many Jedi temples across the galaxy. Not only would this be a key strategic position within the Core, the capture of the planet would be a crushing blow to the republic’s overall morale. After luring Alderaan’s Republic defence away from the world, the Sith Empire unleashed their attack, hoping for a swift victory. However, they were not aware of the sizeable garrison of troopers on the surface, since the planet was a resting stop for soldiers travelling from the Rim back to the Core. On the planet was the elite Havoc Squad along with other troops and several Jedi.
Alderaan was also home to the Grey Jedi Matthew Woodward, a former padawan who left the Jedi Order due to disagreements within their code. He lived near a mountain village with several other citizens. A calm spot where a lush forest and a stream of fresh water close by. He lived in a small cabin he built on his own, a place full of his fondest memories as a Jedi from when he was a child.
For a few years, he enjoyed being free. Not being ordered to do things, no more being told to control his emotions, no more rules of not growing attachments...but even though he was free from the Order and thought it would help him, it only made things worse. Throughout those three years since he left, he’d never felt so alone...
Matthew was taking a nap when the Empire arrived, cutting his sleep short. His ears perked up as he heard several screams outside his home, his senses overwhelmed with a great darkness in the force. Blasters began firing off in the woods nearby shortly after, followed by explosions.
“We’re under attack,” he thought to himself before grabbing his lightsaber on the table and rushing to the front door to see what was going on.
The sounds of the skirmish grew louder every second as he looked over to the forest while sneaking down the steps of his porch, trying to make as little noise as possible as he headed to the small cave by the side of his cabin. Once he reached inside, he turned back and saw a small group of civilians running out from behind the large rocks, the wolf calling out to them while waving his hand in the air. “In here!” He yelled as the citizens rushed over to the cave. Once they had made their way to him, the wolf switched to his last resort. “Get behind me,” ordered Matthew as they entered the mouth with frightened looks on all their faces.
He reached out with his hand and closed his eyes to concentrate with the force as hostile troops ran past the cave and towards his house, hearing the high-pitched sound of blaster fire in that direction. Matthew discovered an ability not many Jedi could do when he younger, which he thought could be useful in the right moment. He could mask himself from others so they couldn’t see he was actually there. All the troopers saw when they looked at his direction was just the cliff behind his house. He could hear a few small explosions in the background along with wood tumbling down on top of one another, until the bolts suddenly stopped.
“Targets down,” said one of the enemy troops.
“Excellent,” said a deep voice over an unfamiliar, low-humming sound of a lightsaber.
The wolf listened out for the several footsteps of the soldiers patrolling through the grass until he couldn’t hear them anymore. Once they were out of range of his hearing, he opened his eyes and lowered down his extended arm, cautiously walking outside and checking both sides to see if they had gone. Once the coast was clear, he turned back to the group and told them to run, the innocent people rushing past him towards the opposite direction of which the troops came from.
He turned to face where his home once was, only to fall to his knees once he saw it left in ruins with large flames burning the wood and his belongings; All of his photos from when he was kid, his comfy bed, all that hard work he put into his last sign of freedom, everything was destroyed. His mind became overflowed with a dark presence along with crippling depression...But after a moment, his mood changed as his blood began to boil. That sadness...had became anger...Story continues on my Patreon...__________________________________________________________This is the first of MANY stories following Matthew’s journey set in the Star Wars universe. This is the introduction to Matthew and what kicks off his journey through the Great Galactic War. I really hope you guys enjoy these stories! I’ve worked SO hard on these, and I can say I’m very proud of what I’ve written.This beautiful piece was done by the amazing
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