[ The smell of fire and blood seemed to fill the air. A ringing filled his ears, cutting out all sound around him as his head wracked with pain. He could feel the cold, metal floor pressed against his cheek as he lay splayed there. What had happened to have him here?
He was to finally be a padawan to a Jedi Master. He was to put together his saber for the final time and finally go out on an assignment for the republic. But, then the screams happened, the shots of blasters going off. He had turned to the noise, leaving his room to see what was happening. Then an explosion and he felt himself thrown across the hall.
He let out a grunt of pain as he heaved himself from the floor, the smell of burning cloth caught his nose. Turning his gaze towards the source of the smell he was greeted by the sight of flames crawling up his robe. Immediately, his eyes go wide as he rips it off and tossing it to the side; well, he never did like the thing anyways.
But, what had caused all this commotion? How many had gotten hurt in that explosion? Pushing his bangs from his face, Glitch ran towards the noise, hearing the sounds of blasters and screams becoming louder and louder. When he turned the corner he was met with the sight he never imagined;
Clones, firing upon Jedi, Jedi cutting down clones as they advanced. Bodies strewn across the floor, both youngling and adult alike. He froze, eyes darting around at the carnage. What was happening? Why was this happening? He had been so focused on what was before him he barely noticed a trooper stepping up beside him and ready to shoot. His eyes glance and he already hits the floor before the laser hits him. Wide eyed on the floor, his body in shock he can only push himself away as the soldier looks back to him, ready to fire again. ]
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He was to finally be a padawan to a Jedi Master. He was to put together his saber for the final time and finally go out on an assignment for the republic. But, then the screams happened, the shots of blasters going off. He had turned to the noise, leaving his room to see what was happening. Then an explosion and he felt himself thrown across the hall.
He let out a grunt of pain as he heaved himself from the floor, the smell of burning cloth caught his nose. Turning his gaze towards the source of the smell he was greeted by the sight of flames crawling up his robe. Immediately, his eyes go wide as he rips it off and tossing it to the side; well, he never did like the thing anyways.
But, what had caused all this commotion? How many had gotten hurt in that explosion? Pushing his bangs from his face, Glitch ran towards the noise, hearing the sounds of blasters and screams becoming louder and louder. When he turned the corner he was met with the sight he never imagined;
Clones, firing upon Jedi, Jedi cutting down clones as they advanced. Bodies strewn across the floor, both youngling and adult alike. He froze, eyes darting around at the carnage. What was happening? Why was this happening? He had been so focused on what was before him he barely noticed a trooper stepping up beside him and ready to shoot. His eyes glance and he already hits the floor before the laser hits him. Wide eyed on the floor, his body in shock he can only push himself away as the soldier looks back to him, ready to fire again. ]