Knuckles
Garos IV,Ariana
It was mid day on the planet yet the tropical rain that pounded the area made it look like evening, mainly contributed to how dark everything was. Although, the familiar fowl smell and array of bright lights were still the same. He slowly put his hood up and wondered through the streets alone, making his goal not to draw any attention to himself as he walked past the odd person looking for cover from the heavy downpour. Something seemed odd, maybe it was because of the weather but not of people were spread across the streets like before. It almost seemed ghostly compared to his last visit, which seemed to send a wave of unease through his body as he drew closer to his destination.
Eventually, after navigating the streets without hassle he stood before the orphanage in all its run down glory. Even after leaving for two months it somehow did a good job in looking worse than before, maybe the staff who worked there suffered the same treatment too. Although, just from looking at it there was obviously something out of place. The front door was wide open, almost as if someone had forced their way in with a purpose. Cartri cautiously walked up the door and stood at the doorway, trying to listen to the normal chattering of children that never seemed to come "Hello?!" he shouted inside, his voice echoing around the empty walls of the building. There was no telling what happened to them, but his guess part of it was to do with the Sith running things now. The best hope was that they evacuated while they could, but knowing the people who ran the orphanage they probably just threw them out onto the street and left themselves.
Cartri took his first few steps into the building and made his way down the corridor, his eyes seemingly darting in every direction to cover every angle. Most of the rooms were a mess, with some succumbing to the elements while most were looted by the countless scavengers that roamed the city. Out of everything, he hoped the record room was still intact, but that was obviously going to be a big doubt considering the state of everything else. The room in question was on the second floor and probably one of the biggest rooms in the building, so it wasn't going to be very hard to miss. The only bad thing was the crooked stairs leading up to it. From clear observation it was totally not fit for use, like how it always had been. His mouth let out a small groan as he held onto the banister tightly and lightly treaded step by step to the top. However, after going through creaking hell he put his foot on the last step and almost fell through. The only thing that saved him was the fact he was at the very end, else he probably would fell into the deep abyss of the stairway. Cartri pulled himself up and dusted himself off, his head shaking in annoyance from what he just did "They never fail to disappoint me do they?" he said to himself with a smirk as he wondered over to the file room.
The room was just as expected, a hellhole. Everything was scattered all over the place, with furniture upside down pieces of broken objects buried under countless layers of rubble. Yet, the one thing he needed was somehow still intact. A terminal was laying face down on the table, its screen still on and monitor operational. He rushed over and lifted the terminals monitor, using his hand to wipe off any muck that was attached. The screen itself was shattered and cracked, but it still seemed to be readable. Cartri smiled from the fortunate find and leaned over the table, trying to figure out how to work such a machine "Okay... how do you work" he said outloud, before a robotic voice from the machine answered "-Please state what you want to search-" unexpectedly. The boy looked at the screen confused for a few seconds, before hesitantly replying "Cartri?" with a small tilt of his head
A few seconds passed before a result flashed across the screen, it was him. The area seemed to show his history at the orphanage as well as other important information like the date he arrived, and even how he arrived. He hesitated for a few seconds as he stared at the screen, taking a deep breath when he made the screen go down. On the section named "Arrival" it gave a detailed account of how they found him. To his surprise he was found at the front door in a box, with nothing more than a warm blanket and a strange note. Although, when he went down down to see what the contents of the letter nothing was specified, almost as if they didn't bother to record it. Cartri looked over the contents again and again, yet nothing there seemed to get him any closer as to who his real parents were. All that Cartri could do was stare at the bright terminal blankly, knowing he had come all the way back home to run into a brick wall. That was it, within a matter of seconds his hopes had all but diminished. The question was, what was he going to do now?
