Little stories of love and joy.

cal

Chapter 1: Caught in the Storm

Cal Kestis trudged through the bustling market, his hood pulled tightly over his head to shield himself from the biting wind. The Jedi had come to this remote planet to stock up on supplies for their journey, but little did he know that fate had a different plan in store for him.

As Cal made his way through the crowded stalls, he couldn't help but notice the dark clouds gathering overhead. The air was heavy with anticipation, and the distant rumble of thunder echoed through the streets. Sensing the impending storm, Cal quickened his pace, hoping to make it back to the ship before the heavens unleashed their fury.

But fate had other ideas. Just as Cal reached the last stall, the first drops of rain began to fall. He cursed under his breath, realizing that he wouldn't be able to outrun the storm. Determined to find shelter, he darted into a nearby building, seeking refuge from the impending downpour.

Inside, the market was a cacophony of noise and activity. Traders haggled with customers, the smell of exotic spices filled the air, and the sound of laughter mingled with the clinking of coins. Cal's eyes scanned the room, searching for a familiar face amidst the chaos.

And there they were, his companions, Greez Dritus and Cere Junda, sitting at a table near the back of the room. Greez, a stout and gruff pilot with a penchant for sarcasm, was engaged in a lively conversation with Cere, a wise and experienced Jedi Knight. Their banter filled the room, drawing smiles from those around them.

Cal approached the table, his clothes dripping wet and his face pale from the cold. Greez looked up, his eyes widening in surprise. "Well, well, look who decided to join us," he said, a smirk playing on his lips. "Didn't your mother ever tell you not to play in the rain?"

Cere chuckled, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "Leave him alone, Greez. Can't you see he's freezing?"

Cal managed a weak smile, his teeth chattering. "I didn't exactly plan on getting caught in a storm," he replied, his voice laced with humor. "But I guess the Force had other ideas."

Greez snorted, taking a sip from his mug. "The Force, huh? Well, next time, tell it to give you a heads up before it decides to unleash a blizzard on us."

The trio laughed, their camaraderie evident. Despite the hardships they had faced, they had formed a bond that went beyond their shared mission. They were a family, and in that moment, as they sat together in the warmth of the market, Cal couldn't help but feel a sense of belonging.

As the storm raged outside, Cal's smile lit up the room, warming the hearts of his companions. Greez and Cere exchanged a knowing glance, silently acknowledging the strength and resilience of their young Jedi friend. They may not say it out loud, but they knew that Cal was the light that guided them through the darkness.

Little did they know that this storm was just the beginning of a much greater adventure, one that would test their bonds and challenge their beliefs. But for now, in this moment of respite, they found solace in each other's company, ready to face whatever the galaxy had in store for them.

And so, as the hail and snow continued to lash outside, Cal, Greez, and Cere sat together, their laughter echoing through the market, a beacon of hope in a world consumed by darkness.