The Galactic Frontier, By: Daxtreme
As part of her training under Luke Skywalker, Rey must look for the ruins of an old Jedi Temple. Only, there's a problem. The world it's apparently located on doesn't appear on any official maps of the galaxy.
Chapter 1: Prologue
The Galactic Frontier
As part of her training under Luke Skywalker, Rey must look for the ruins of an old Jedi Temple, rumored to be located in the Anghu system, not part of any official maps of the galaxy. Rey travels to the closest known system, Masutt, to inquire about its location.
Unbeknownst to her, First Order spies are currently tracking the whereabouts of a group of stranded Resistance Fighters who are rumored to be hiding in this very system, controlled by a vicious CRIME SYNDICATE....
The vastness of space surrounds the Planet MASUTT, which lies in this corner of the galaxy, alone...
... until a First Order ship, a small STAR DESTROYER, steps out of hyperspace near the planet's atmosphere.
It hovers in this position, facing the planet.
INT. STAR DESTROYER/COMMAND CENTER - NIGHT
Inside the ship, a FIRST ORDER COMMANDER, peruses the lush planet in view.
He is soon joined by a CORPORAL.
CORPORAL: Sir, according to our sources, the Resistance fighters came in through the Rostor port aboard a commercial craft.
COMMANDER: Last sighting?
CORPORAL: Yesterday at oh-nine hundred, local port time. (off the Commander's raised eyebrow) Fifteen hours ago.
COMMANDER: Good, it would seem the initial reports were true. Corporal, order your spies to track them, but stay low profile, unless they get a hit. We do not want to alert the Syndicate if we can avoid it.
The Commander turns, but stops, a hand raised.
COMMANDER: Oh and, just in case, have a squadron of stormtroopers ready for landing.
INT. SHOP (ON MASUTT) - DAY
Near a counter, an odd group of three discuss: JALA, the only human, female, 30's, energetic, BAZIL, their leader, a middle-aged, solemn Mirialan male, and ROON, a male Sullustan.
JALA: That went well. Gonna extend our stay on this planet.
A blaster hangs from each of their waists.
BAZIL: The First Order isn't as active around here. That should give us plenty of time.
Roon comments on the situation in his alien language.
JALA: (sighs) No Roon, we're not gonna steal a ship.
JALA: We can't do that either. And your definition of "must" is quite lax.
BAZIL: Another option remains open to us.
Roon addresses Jala again in his alien language.
He pokes her hard on the shoulder, suddenly distressed.
JALA: Hang on -- (to Bazil) We better not be going back to -- (back to Roon) Wait, blasters you say?!
Roon points to something behind her.
Jala turns to face a group of THUGS who approach the trio from one side, blasters out, comprised of different alien species blended in with humans.
She glances around -- about a dozen of them, no one else save for the OWNER in the corner.
A particularly broad-shouldered MENACING MAN steps forward.
MENACING MAN: You know how often people ask to travel to the Chommell sector around here?
MENACING MAN: Never.
He brings out his blaster, plays with it.
MENACING MAN: Now that got me workin', and I thought -- Hey, these guys certainly won't find anyone to get them there, (shrugs) but the fact they're willing to pay someone for it, that means they've got a sweet amount of credits.
The Menacing Man cocks his blaster toward the trio.
The other Thugs follow suit.
MENACING MAN: Following my logic? Your credits for your life, how's that for a deal?
INT. SPACEPORT HANGAR - DAY
In the corner of a dim-lit hangar, sparks surround a TECHNICIAN hunkered over machinery and cables.
The noise of an engine roars in the distance.
A ship approaches.
The hangar roof slides open, revealing
THE MILLENNIUM FALCON
in the middle of its descent. Daylight illuminates the hangar's interior following the roof's opening.
The Falcon lands in a free spot. Engines shut down.
The boarding ramp comes out.
Out of the ship step REY and CHEWY, followed closely by R2-D2 (ARTOO) who rolls down the ramp.
Artoo beeps. It sounds cheerful.
REY: I feel it too. We'll have more luck this time around.
Chewy roars -- he has something to add.
REY: Really, you know this world? I don't think I --
Artoo beeps in concern.
REY: Pay? Oh, right, there's got to be someone around here.
Rey glances around.
No one to greet them.
REY: If they wanted us to pay, they're being awfully discreet about it.
She turns around, finally notices the Technician crouched in the corner.
Chewy glances at the Falcon, growls something.
REY: Don't be ridiculous, he's just a technician.
Rey strolls toward the Technician.
Chewy follows her, grunts once more.
REY: Chewy, not every mechanic knows how to steal and pilot a ship, (points to the Falcon) let alone this one.
Rey reaches him.
REY: Greetings. Hum, could you please direct us to --
REY: (little louder) Sorry, we would like to --
Chewy steps in next to him and ROARS forcefully.
The Technician recoils in fear, drops some sort of headgear.
His gaze shifts nervously between Rey and Chewy, then he notices the Millennium Falcon as well.
REY: Where can we pay?
EXT. ALLEY - DAY
The empty alley reflects how uneventful and tranquil the morning is.
Not a single object in motion...
... until an EXPLOSION, light blue in color, shakes the foundations of one of the buildings!
Jala, Bazil, and Roon storm out of one of its exits --
sprint as far as they can down the alley --
then take cover in the street behind the walls of a building.
BAZIL: Unfortunately, that was my last one.
JALA: Do you think they were after the owner as well?
BAZIL: Possibly, but I reckon he used the diversion to escape. Now they'll probably pillage everything he got.
A tremor shakes the ground out of nowhere.
The building they came out from COLLAPSES!
Concrete as well as other unknown materials of various colors disperse in the alley.
A wave of orange and light blue dust flows out of the alley as well, into the street, causing the trio to cough extensively.
The dust eventually clears out into the light wind.
JALA: Nope, they won't.
They inspect their surroundings, and each other.
Blood runs down Jala's face, hair and ears included.
Roon inches closer to her, inspects her.
Bazil stares at the destruction, spirits down.
BAZIL: Good grief, didn't expect it would level --
Then Roon swarms Jala with words in his alien language.
JALA: What the hell?
She glances around, frantic.
BAZIL: Are you alright?
JALA: No, I mean, yeah, I think so, but why can't I understand h --
Then, she gets it. Her hand looks for something near her ear, which isn't there.
JALA: Shit! My translator! I lost it!
She scans the ground.
She jumps from her position to look back into the alley.
A pile of rubble greets her gaze.
Her eyes sweep the alley. Then she sighs.
JALA: Aww man, that crap costs a fortune.
Roon says something else she can't understand.
BAZIL: He says you're being very --
Out of the alley, a BLASTER BOLT dives through the air to Jala's location, along with its familiar sound.
It strikes her right in the stomach!
She stumbles from the impact and cries out in pain.
BAZIL: Get down!
In the middle of the rubble, a well-camouflaged, covered in dust THUG crouches behind a debris pile, serving as improvised cover.
He shoots another bolt aimed in their vicinity, which misses.
Bazil peaks out of the corner with his blaster, aims with one arm, one eye closed, and shoots a bolt with deadly precision.
The Thug falls on his side.
Roon runs to assist Jala, who groans in pain.
She gets up, lumbers to the Thug's position, inspects her surroundings.
Jala shoves a weak kick in the Thug's body, teeth clenched.
EXT. EMPTY STREET - DAY
It is a hot, humid morning among the streets where Rey, Chewy, and Artoo wander about.
REY: I can't believe the people on this planet, we haven't met a single person so far.
Artoo comments with a beep.
REY: You think so?
Artoo bleeps a suggestion, which prompts a concerned glance from Rey.
REY: That would be incredibly impolite.
Chewy grumbles something.
REY: Not before midday? Are you sure?
Chewy grunts in approval.
REY: Strange customs.
Artoo beeps in disapproval.
REY: Lazy? Artoo, look who's talking, you've been asleep for years!
Artoo beeps again, this time with a sad undertone.
REY: I know, I know...
From down the street approaches a MERCHANT of small fares.
Artoo beeps happily.
REY: Here comes someone, let's try not to be rude.
Rey approaches the merchant.
REY: Hello, have you heard of a system nearby, it's called the Anghu system? I need to travel there to --
The Merchant cuts her off, mumbles a quick answer.
He goes on his way, his back to them.
Artoo emits a low yet brief beep.
REY: I admire your positivity, but there's a difference between --
Chewbacca adds a roar to the conversation.
REY: Lies? Chewy, Artoo can't lie.
Chewy roars once more.
REY: (glances at merchant) Oh you mean him? I don't know, maybe he's just having a bad day?
REY: We'll keep looking.
They head back down the street, follow into the Merchant's footsteps.
REY: How long are the days around here?
Chewy shrugs. Artoo beeps something enigmatic.
The trio meander through the streets as Rey:
- Addresses a local resident, who mumbles something and goes on his way, much like the merchant earlier.
- Approaches a few denizens who largely ignore her.
- Asks someone they meet in the empty streets. Fruitlessly.
- Asks more people...
- ... and more people -- Not one of them has any answers for her!
Eventually, Rey, Chewy, and Artoo find themselves in a --
EXT. LAIDBACK STREET - DAY
It is now past midday. And scorching wet.
A few people stride by.
Exhausted, Rey and Chewy stand in front of a building on which the name "HOT FRONTIER" is illuminated. Artoo flows forward nonchalantly, as usual.
Rey's gaze sets on the establishment's entrance, a bar.
Chewy notices the sign, grumbles something.
REY: Good idea, I'm starving. And maybe someone inside will know something.
Chewy roars in contempt -- Artoo beeps in approval.
They go in...
... Further away, in the shadow of a small shop on the opposite side of the street, a small, alien, SYNDICATE SPY lifts a comlink to what would be a mouth for its species.
It mumbles something into it in an alien dialect.
Then, it lowers the comlink and follows after them inside the bar.
INT. HOT FRONTIER BAR - DAY
Rey and Chewy inspect the interior. It is lit almost exclusively by sunlight coming through windows, which is then reflected and diffused on multi-layered panels on the side and rear walls.
It is enough lighting for the somewhat small establishment.
The bar is about half full, with humans and different kinds of aliens mixed in together.
Rey spots an empty table on one side.
She addresses the BARTENDER, a human.
REY: Excuse me, are droids allowed in here?
The Bartender nods, though a bit confused by the question.
Rey and Chewy sit at the empty table, a rather large one which could hold at least six people. Artoo parks himself in-between them.
Chewy whines a bit.
REY: It won't be long, we'll ask around after.
Rey stares at the droid, lost in thoughts.
REY: What did we miss?
EXT. LAIDBACK STREET - DAY
Right outside the bar, a few people walk through the street.
Going about their business.
Then Jala, Bazil, and Roon approach from one end of the street.
Roon helps Jala walk.
BAZIL: This is far enough. Jala, you need to rest.
JALA: (with a weak smirk) No shit.
Roon's eyes scan the bar, he comments. Jala turns to Bazil.
JALA: What's he saying?
BAZIL: Looks small enough, and there are rooms above the bar. Great for us, let's go.
The trio proceed inside.
In another dark corner on the opposite side of the street, an alien FIRST ORDER SPY with unusually large ears lifts a comlink and speaks into it.
FIRST ORDER SPY: The Resistance Fighters have entered a bar. One of them is wounded. Sending coordinates. Will enter and evaluate. Over.
He draws out a small electronic device, taps a few keys into it, puts it back in a pocket.
Then, the alien follows after them inside the bar.
Next up -- Inside the bar!
Rey and company, First Order Spies, the Syndicate, Resistance Fighters, all in one place... what could POSSIBLY go wrong? :)
Thanks for reading, hope you enjoyed it :) Comments are always welcomed!
First story here, still new, trying to figure out what's what! Any tips welcomed as well ;)