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The planet had no name.
At least, not one found on any recent charts. It hung at the far edge of a dying star system, buried beneath the scars of wars long passed and long forgotten. Orbiting debris drifted like ghostly monuments shattered moons split open by unnatural forces, their cores exposed and frozen in the void. Gravitational anomalies flared intermittently, tugging at passing ships with unseen hands. There were no beacons. No stations. No rescue if you called.
And yet, there they were.
The ship dropped out of hyperspace just inside the system's edge, her hull creaking from the pressure of a premature reversion. A warning klaxon sounded as the ship lurched. Alina quickly slid into the co pilots seat next to Aiden and began checking the scanners. "Gravimetric anomolies, its disrupting ship systems." the local star pulsed, and the pressure wave slammed into the ship sending it sideways.
Azure eyes turned to Aiden, no fear but concern she nodded to him. The viewport rippled with distortion. Outside, the star flared. Violently. A solar burst surged across the system like a tidal wave of light and radiation. It wasn't natural. Alina could feel that even before the Force pressed hard against her skin warning her, bracing her. The ship bucked sideways as control panels shorted in a cascade of sparks. Engine systems whined. One of the refugee children screamed behind her. Comms went dark. Nav charts scrambled, their coordinates reduced to noise.
Alina gritted her teeth and turned into the wave of panic surging through the cabin. Not fear not yet but close. The planet below looming large in the viewport, she turned back to the panel infront of her. "Aiden get us down gently." she turned and called back to the hold. "Everyone, take your seats and hold on to whatever you can"
It was a dead world. No signs of life. No cities. No orbiting satellites. But gravity held true, and that was all they needed.
Alina didn't flinch. Her eyes fixed on the broken surface below.
Aiden Porte