Luke Vectordreamer

This is the story of Luke Skywalker (not anakin's son)...

It was a cold, damp day on Kashyyyk, and even though all the clouds were gone, it was strangely raining. I hate stuff like this. So, I was heading back to my village and suddenly I see ships entering the atmosphere. "Holy..." I would've finished that sentence but i was pulled into some bushes as soon as five speeders came by and would've run me over. "Thanks", I said but when i turned around, nobody was there. "Strange..." I decided it was my reflexes that made me jump into the bushes so i headed to my village. "Mom! Dad! I'm home!" I yelled. Our house was incredibly huge so I had to yell to make sure everyone could hear me. "Just a sec!" I heard my Mother say. As soon as she was coming down the stairs though, the entire house caught on fire, out of nowhere. "Mom!" I yelled. "Save...yourself..." were her last words. Tears ran down my eyes. "WHO DID THS?!" I shouted as loud as possible so everyone could hear me. I ran out before i died as well, and saw droids with guns coming out of what looked like a dropship. "YOU!" I yelled and ran toward the droids but before i could touch one a huge droid came and started choking me with its robotic, yet lego-ish hand. "Ha ha ha!" It said, "I see we have a puny, little child. "Yeah", I said "So what? At least I have a beating heart". "You think trash-talk can save you and your village, child? YOU'RE WRONG!" he started to choke me more. "Agh...at least...tell me your name..." it looked at the other droids, "And why would I tell you, a puny child, my name?" "So I can find you", I said. The huge droid and the other droids started laughing. "Very well", he said and his droids hit me with the butt of their guns. "Grievous", I heard him say before I fell unconsious, "General Grievous".