Chapter 19: A Rebellion On A Primative Planet
[Emmett POV]
After I finished explaining the current situation of the galaxy I sat back trying to soothe the pain in the bit of my calf left below my knee. "Tell me a bit more about the planet, yourself as well if you don't mind." I addressed my host.
"My name is Ali Ultum, I used to be this state's prime minister. Most of the planet was a democracy, but then the Empire showed up. at first the Empire gave us a bit of hope, another human colony other than Gaia with tech centuries ahead of our own, we were ecstatic. After a few weeks of contact they attacked and took over, harvesting the world's resources. I was shoved to the side, barely retaining any of my land"
He looked at me with sadness.
"And now my truck's gone too. The people of the planet are miserable, and it's all because of the Empire. So if you want my help, you have it. Unfortunately the only way off the planet is by taking the Empire's appointed leader's spacecraft."
I nodded listening to his story. "I appreciate the help, do you have a cane or something similar? as long as I can get around I'm still capable enough."
"Um, yeah I've got a cane somewhere." he left the room.
'Now, to assess my surroundings' I levitated towards the window 'if only I could always do this'
Looking between the window's shutters, I could see a crater surrounded by a rural setting, the house I was in was surrounded by a forest, a gravel road stretched into the distance.
At the bottom of the crater were scraps of metal one could recognize as what used to be a vehicle. 'Sorry man'
Reaching out I could feel a massive amount of resentment and hatred.
'feels a bit like the American Revolution'
Behind me I could hear a thump. I turned as I floated in the air to see Ali had dropped the cane he had retrieved for me. he gulped "guess you don't need the cane?"
"Yes I do, this floating shit is very draining." I floated to the ground, pulling the silver-headed black cane to my left hand. Perhaps crutches would be more fitting, but with slight support from the force I could walk with just the cane.
Ali was scrutinizing me "What are you?" he asked with no clear emotion. I happily answered
"I am the force user known as Lord Dusk, a true Grey Jedi, and enemy of the Empire. You said you were a prime minister? how much pull do you have?"
He scrutinized me once again "Enough, if you're suggesting what I think you are."
"How would you like to be a new front of rebellion?" I flourished my now tattered cape as I, not so gracefully, stumbled past him, into the living room.
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We discussed for hours. Ali Ultum was a straight forward person with a caring demeanor. I had learned many things, key amongst these things was that Gaia was like a copy/paste of Earth, with slight changes in history. This meant that Gaia was an economical gold mine, dozens of domesticated animals, hundreds of edible plants, easily purrified water, the planet had biomes of all kinds while most planets had only extreme climates planet wide, and the greatest resource of all, people. The planet had one downside, it's technology.
If equipped with current technology(A/N Star Wars tech, which I wish I knew more about) the planet would be the hub of the galaxy, second only too the city planet of Coruscant.
Me and Ali came up with a plan. I would stealthily raid all Empire military bases on the planet (which now consisted of seven, one per continent) while Ali gathered the planet's former leaders, the ones still living anyways. Afterwards we would rendezvous in Greenland(on this planet they appropriately name Greenland and Iceland) where we would gather the world's oppressed forces and equip them, we would plan more from there.
The plan was more complex than that, there were more details for how I would steal the Empire's weaponry and such, but for now I will gloss over most of it, heck, it might be a bonus chapter later 'wait, this is the second time I've mentioned a chapter. What the hell am I talking about?'
Time for the plan to commence.
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