Reborn Into Star Wars

  "Could you race for me?" the grey-skinned mechanic asked. The circ.u.mstances frustrated me. "Imperial law re-" Ezra kicked the back of my leg. The kick didn't hurt as the armor under my cloak covered all but my joints, it still annoyed me. "Fine I will race, could you provide a swoop?"

  the mechanic rushed me into his shop. "this is my newest model, my racer's swoop is better but it's his personal bike so I can only offer this. The Hyperion 3000, a great model if I say so myself, I did create it after all. Not as good as Old Harvey's new model but it should suffice. I'll even offer you a chance to decide the paint job." my decision only took a second "could you make it a black body with a white colored lightning decal." 

"So like your original swoop?"

'Hmm, that's coincidental' "yes" 

  The mechanic let us stay in his house until the race, it was about a week until the races began.

[POV third person]

  The new track was crowded with swoop fans, aliens of all kinds had gathered to see the comeback of the once great sport. The roars of the crowd was only matched by the anticipation that was felt by the racers. The noise only dialed down after the announcers were heard on the speakers. 

  "Good morning racing fans. Today we are here to celebrate the return of the sport. Our first racer takes to the track. With a great record he was able to complete the Hoth track in only 15.83 seconds. He's a Nagai from Hoth and has won 18 of his 23 races. Give a big round of applause to Valen Dreth." the crowd cheered once again, Valen was the favorite to win this race, he had a lot of bets on him.

"The track may seem rather barren but don't forget the work that was put into it, the course is ever changing and the racers must react in a split second. As Valen takes his place let us have a moment to thank our sponsors, tonights sponsor is the Cantina Arena where you can eat wonderful food with two combatants killing each other to set the mood… back onto the race, the starting buzzer will be set off in 3...2...1… Go! Valen Dreth is off with a bang…  he's already halfway done with the course and nothing has hap- wait what's this? A large gap in the track has appeared right of the racer, he attempts to pull his speeder to a stop but it's too late he can't stop, he's falling, and falling, and he's gone. I hope he's okay, I had 10,000 credits on him"

 "We've just received word from our technicians. He's still alive, just seriously maimed. Another bit of information from our technicians, they hadn't accounted for them to still be alive so we have no way of retrieving him. At least he'll give the cadavers from last season some company… now for racer 2, he's been missing for a few years now, soon to be missing again, the rising star of Tatooine, Galak Cosmo!"

[POV change]

  "I didn't sign up for this." Ezra smiled "come on, what's the harm?" I frowned at him "Death, Death is the harm." the mechanic looked worriedly at me "please I didn't know it would be anymore dangerous than normal." "I don't care, just tell me where I can find the girl, I'm out of here" Ezra got up and stopped me "come on, race, you have the Force to protect you. If you don't we won't be able to find her." I smirked and waved my hand towards the mechanic silently using the Force to command him to give us the information he has on the girl. "I know her mother she's a mechanic that works with me and was going to race for me too before she got sick."

  Ezra frowned "fine you can get the information, but you know you are capable of winning this, the Force is a powerful, well, force." I sighed "fine, I'm keeping the speeder after this" 

  I walked to the track and got on the swoop bike. "Let's do this" fun fact, in my last life I never learned how to ride a bike.