Rogue EIGHTEEN: A Star Wars Story

This IS NOT a parody of Rogue One, I just used the title as a parody, the rest of the story has nothing to do with the movie coming out soon.

Thanks for your understanding,
JigglypuffRevolution <3


17. Every Mile A Memory (Flashback POV; 10 years prior)

"Feel the anger you have, sweetie. Use it to bring out the force inside of you." My father said to me. "But daddy, I'm not mad." He sighed and walked over to his tall chair. I began to tear up. I hated disappointing him but there was nothing that was disappointing or angering in my life. I felt perfectly content. I saw my dad pick up a book and begin paging through it. I ran over and looked at it. "What are you reading, daddy?" I then saw it was some sort of picture book and said, "What are you looking at, daddy?" He turned to look at me. "They're pictures." I then saw me. "That's me!" I pointed. I looked to be only 3 years old. Then I saw another woman holding me. "Who's that?" I pointed again and my dad pulled me up onto his lap. "That's your mother." He looked at me before brushing my long blonde hair out of my face. How come I don't remember having a mom...? I thought as my dad continued to speak. "You have the same nose and deep blue eyes she did." He said poking my nose. I chuckled. I watched as my dad's smile turned to a frown and he lowered his head. "What happened to her, daddy?" I asked looking concerned. "I don't think I'm ready to tell you..." I frowned. "Pleeeease daddy...!" He sighed. I knew he'd developed an idea of some sort. "No." I pouted. "Pleeeeaseee..." I gave him the puppy eyes. "Fine, if you think you're ready... She was killed." I smiled and then frowned. "That's it. That's all you're going to tell me." I said upset. "A Jedi to be more...specific." I looked at him confused. "What's a jed-i?" I asked. "To tell you that I'd have to tell youfo our corrupt government system." I looked up at him. "Then tell me." I said. "A long time ago there were some people that believed that people should be punished for what they did, there were people who believed that people should only be thrown in jail, and then there were two groups of people who believed neither or people who believed that both were acceptable depending on the situation." I interrupted. "Which side were you on, daddy?" I asked. "I'm getting there. So the two main sides who had decisive opinions about one or the other got to a point where they had broken into many arguments. The side that believed in punishment and justice for those who did the crime had way less of numbers than those who believed in jail time. Eventually both sides grouped up into two separate factions. The ones who believed in jail time were a majority in our government. Finally there were scientists who found out through a lot of research that there was an invisible energy field that surrounded everything called the force and that we could harness it if we concentrated hard enough. Well as you can probably predict, there was argument to reveal this to the public versus not. Eventually, we decided to reveal this to small groups of people. Eventually, this knowledge fell into the wrong hands. Which caused one side, the side that believed in jail time, to use the force for wrong doing. Then the people who had opposing views began fighting using this "magic" to their advantage. That was how we were divided into groups called the "jedi" and the "sith", then there were the "neutrals", who either became "bounty hunters" whom did whatever for the right price and continued to live as normal civilians, or "government officials", who dictated what the laws were and were not, or "commoners" who acted as if nothing was going on and lived their lives. All in all, I came to rule one of the sides." I looked up in awe at his story. "Does that mean you're an emperor?" He smiled. "Yes."

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