i thought that they were angels (but to my surprise, we climbed aboard their starship and headed for the skies)
by jadedofmara

i thought that they were angels (but to my surprise, we climbed aboard their starship and headed for the skies)

jadedofmara

Summary

IT IS A PERIOD OF VIOLENCE. The evil empire wages a retaliatory war in the galaxy's periphary, and its soldiers' most-requested holo-story is that which tells the tale of bounty-hunting brothers, Jedi and Sith, muscle ships and hot twi'lek babes.

Notes

Chapter 1

Concord Dawn - 22 years ago

Mary was unsettled. She had long struggled with insomnia, but something about tonight was different. Her two little boys were tucked into bed, her husband was half-asleep in the den reliving his Death Watch glory days, and still Mary felt restless. There was nothing for it. She took out her little crystal, a rare connection to her old life, and sought guidance.

Outside, the winds picked up. Mary wasn't imagining things. Whatever her half-dead instincts had picked up, they were pushing her to grab her boys and run.

She crept over to john and shook him awake.

"John. I need you to grab our boys and take them offworld," she whispered urgently.

"Wha?" he mumbled.

Mary gathered her strength and spoke clearly. "Just for tonight, take them off world. Keep them safe." She looked him deep in the eye. "Please, John."

He understood. He started gathering his things while Mary went to wake her boys. Winds buffeted their little group as they made their way to the Baby Impala, John's ship. Mary took the time to kiss each of her boys goodbye- John on the mouth, Dean on the cheek, and little Sammy on the forehead.

The winds picked up into a strong gale. On the horizon, Mary could see identical men in identical armor marching toward their little homestead. She hadn't run far enough from her past.

"You need to go now," Mary said.

John looked back at her. "Without you?"

Mary slipped her crystal into the only other heirloom from her past.

"Without me. Keep them safe, John. And keep them free," she said.

"I will," he vowed. He walked back up the ramp and raised it behind him.

Mary felt the thrum of the impulse engines lighting when the troopers of the newly-named Empire found her. Praying her boys could make it without her, she lit her saber.

Chapter 2

ALDERA CITY UNIVERSITY - A LONG TIME AGO, IN A GALAXY FAR FAR AWAY

Sam woke up. It wasn't a surprise - his sleep had been unsettled lately. Stress about his exams and proposing to the girlfriend sleeping next to him had been giving his dreams a flair for the dramatic.

But it wasn't a dream that had woken Sam. In the next room of his tiny apartment, the air shifted. Sam could hear muted footsteps, disturbed fabric, the distinct clink of beskar.

More than that, a twitch in the back of his head felt the hunter in the next room was almost familiar, the space between danger-and-safe, stranger-and-self.

Nothing for it. Sam grabbed his bolo clubb, pulled at his rusty training, and went to eliminate the indruder.

In retrospect, he shouldn't have been surprised it was Dean.

Jess came out of the chamber to see two Mandalorian warriors recovering from battle, one rubbing out new armor bruises, the other removing his helmet with a smug grin.

"What's going on?" Jess asked.

"Just popping in on Sam, we have some clan business to go over," Dean said. He looked closer at her printed sleep tunic. "I love jizz."

Sam cut in. "Okay, then. What's the clan business?"

Dean cut his eyes over to Jess, the blonde Human the picture of Alderaanian innocence.

"If it's important, you can say it in front of her," Sam said.

Dean smiled. "Okay, then. Buir left a job unfinished."

"Glad to hear he's still doing what he loves," Sam snarked.

Dean rolled his eyes. "Buir left a job unfinished, and his debts are piling up."

And if that wasn't just typical. Warriors without a home planet turned to bounty hunting or other unsavory, violent jobs, and dragged their tight-knit families into the fray no matter how hard they tried to get out.

Sam sighed. "Okay. I'll help with this last job. But the civil service exam to enter the Imperial academy is in a standard week."

Dean grinned. "That's just what I was hoping you'd say, kid."