Added (26 Jul 2016, 8:39 AM)
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It was such a long trip to Illeenium System, home of the secret Resistance Base. One would think that the Resistance fighter and the scavenger would have plenty of time to talk, even if they were strangers to each other. However, that was far from the case. "If we don't fix this garbage soon, we'll drift lifelessly in space forever!" Jaxon barked at the Sullustan, as he was working inside the engine room trying to save several different systems, including hyperdrive, life support system, et cetera, et cetera. His new friend would respond in usual native tongue, as if he wanted to help but doesn't know how to fix a ship. "Just stay in the cockpit and grab the controls in case we drop out of hyperspace!" Jaxon was not usually the one for giving out orders, but their lives were on the line and he was the only one on the ship that knew how to fix it. The Sullustan complied with his wish and moved for the cockpit. as he began to get annoyed by the series of alarming sounds. 

It was difficult trying to fix several different systems that had urgent problems at once, especially alone. The life support system was the easiest, as he managed to reroute it into one of the alternative pipes to avoid being gassed with carbon monoxide. It was the most important part of the ship, especially when traveling in space. Nonetheless, this gave the scavenger less time to work on hyperdrive before it reaches a critical point where the ship would either drop out of hyperspace suddenly with no power and control at all or getting shredded into pieces over several star systems. "Damn it!" Jaxon had to reroute the power to the secondary power to prevent the primary source from overloading and possibly blowing up. It took several minutes, and a couple cuts on his hands before hyperdrive began to normalize. The hardest parts were over, and he had let out a sigh of relief. However, it was not over as he had to fix several unnecessary parts. A single part of the system might be harmless, but several different parts could severely harm the YT-1300 light freighter. After an additional couple hours of finishing up, he left the engine room and went into the cockpit. 

The scavenger would plop onto the chair next to the Sullustan, as if he was exhausted. Who wouldn't be, after sacrificing the only life he ever knew, taking a risk for someone he barely knew, and fixing a ship that isn't his at all. The nonhuman spoke in native tongue yet again, "What is your name, boy?" The scavenger shifted his gaze and only managed to show a small smile, "Jaxon. What's yours?" He shot back in Galactic Basic, and the Sullustan gave him his name: Zainiab. Zainiab decided to get curious, speaking in Sullustese. "You seems to know how to take care of yourself. You know how to fight, how to fly, and how to fix. You are more resourceful than I am. Why don't you join the Resistance?" Jaxon would shake his head, and would begin to explain. "I did not save you because I wanted to join the Resistance. I will admit that I never liked the First Order based on their actions toward others. But I saved you because it was the right thing to do. I am only good at taking care of myself, and I want to keep it that way Zainiab." 

The Sullustan gave a puzzled look, that is if Jaxon could see it. Then continued in Sullustese, "But you are so talented. I see it, and the First Order knows it too. They will be looking for you, because you helped free me. They will be looking for you." Immediately, the scavenger got off the chair. "I said no! I will only drop you off and then find my own way, that's it!" Jaxon stormed out of the cockpit to find some space to himself, he just wanted to be left alone for the time being. He stormed into a rear section of the light freighter, stumbling into one of the storage compartment rooms. Unknowingly, it was the Force at the work here. The scavenger would take a look of the room, where there were numerous boxes scattered throughout. Jaxon would look left and right, there doesn't seem to be anything special about any of those boxes. While he was looking through the room, he stumbled at one of the boxes with one of his feet, which caused him to trip a little bit. While doing so, one of his hands would hit a panel. A mechanical-toned voice would be heard, "Fingerprint scan recognized. Welcome, Jaxon Sky." That took his undivided attention right away, "What in the Force?" 

A moment later, there was a hissing sound. There were actually a secret compartment that nobody might have noticed if not investigated thoroughly. Inside it, there was a white plastic-looking box (Knights of the Old Republic Era). The sound of clicking came along, the box came unlocked. Jaxon proceeded to open it up, and inside it lies a holopad and a lightsaber. He had never seen a lightsaber in real life before, just hologram readings that showed pictures of a such weapon. Just as he was about to reach down, the holopad came to life. It had startled him enough to the point where he fell backwards onto the ground. It was probably activated by motion sensors. A hologram appeared, and there were two familiar faces he had not seen in such a long time. It was not since he was last abandoned on Onderon, actually. Jaxon slowly got up as his parents via holographic recording began to speak.

"Hello, son." A familiar tone of Darwin Sky were the first one to be heard. "If you are watching the recording, you have found the secret compartment." Then it was his mother's turn to speak, "My dear, we won't blame you if you won't forgive us for leaving you. But we want you to understand why we did this." His father was wearing a white robes, one that resembled a Jedi Knight. His mother, however, were wearing an attire that of a typical smuggler. The tone shifted right back to his own father, "We left you because we saw a threat to your future." There was an exhale escaping from his father, which reminded Jaxon of his own habit. It must have been genetic. "The First Order's Supreme Leader Snoke sent a dark side faction known as the Knights of Ren on a long campaign to destroy the new generation of Jedi. We left you behind on Onderon to ensure your safety in hope of you carrying the Jedi tradition. You possess the ability to use the Force, and you must find a way to train if there is to be a future for the Jedi." His father stopped speaking, and his mother resumed speaking. "To help in your journey, we have left you with two gifts: your father's lightsaber and my ship. Please don't ruin our treasures. We love you." His mother began to let out a few tears, as his father would say one last thing. "May the Force be with you, my son." The holo recording would deactivate immediately. 

The force sensitive would remain stunned for a few moments, before he managed to snap himself out of the zone. Jaxon reached down to grab ahold of his father's lightsaber, analyzing the ancient weapon for a bit before activating it. A blue glow sprang to life, as he stared in amazement. He had heard rumors and stories of a legendary Jedi Master by the name of Luke Skywalker disappearing, but he had never thought of himself becoming a Jedi. Up until then, he had always believed he was a simple scavenger that grew up to rely on himself because his parents did not want him around. The lightsaber would deactivate a moment later, as he turned around and was about to leave the room when he spotted Zainib standing by the doorway with his arms crossed. Jaxon swallowed a gulp and slowly approached the Sullustan. A Sullustese tongue initiated the conversation, "If word ever got out about your identity, the Supreme Leader will stop at nothing to hunt you down." The young force sensitive would stammer quite a bit, "Please don't anyone who I really am. I only find out a moment ago." Zainib turned around and casually walked toward the cockpit, "Relax. The Resistance need you. You need us. We are stronger together, I suggest you take my advice." 

Jaxon was about to respond to his new ally when a beeping were heard. He gave the Sullustan a light nod, "We're here." The force sensitive bolted for the cockpit, sitting down and pulled one of the controls back. The stars stopped whizzing by, as the ship gave a gentle rock but that is normal. "Still, I don't want anyone else to know who I really am until I am ready to tell anyone. Please." He would half-beg Zainib to comply with his request, and the Sullustan gave a light nod in return. It was time to begin the new chapter of his life...