Rebel Alliance Personnel File #847 Wiley, Jillian Extended History

Jillian Hyperion, a native of Aldera City, Alderaan, is a young woman of 24 years of age, of average height, with a dancer's figure. She has long dark traditional waves, streaked naturally with golden highlights. She grew up in an apartment adjacent to the palace, and often watched from afar, eager to catch a glimpse of anything she could, in love with what she thought to be a fairy-tale life. Unfortunately her life was anything but a fairy-tale. Having lost her mother from her own birth, Jillian was raised by her father. She is naturally curious, and read legends and stories, as well as taking ample time to study culture and customs, history and anthropology, and every intergalactic news page her protective father let her get her hands on. She watched her three older brothers head off to the Imperial academies when they were of age, a painful experience, for she also attended court every weekend, and heard all of the anti-Empire talk the upper class loved to spout. The only one who had ever made sense enough to calm them down and yet be agreeable with them at the same time, was the Viceroy, Bail Organa. Jillian remembered standing quiet at her father's side, and watching the Princess, Leia Organa, standing quiet at the Viceroy's side during these orations. Jillian was standing at her father's side each time when he received three separate letters informing him that his son had been killed at the Imperial academies due to an "accident" during training. Vowing never to attend herself, she ran away when she was of age (18), having saved the credits for transportation.

She ended up on Enduin, a planet in the uncharted Enemdersaan system in wild space. Off of the tranquil Alderaan, Jillian learned of the terrifying truths of weapons and war. There, she also met Ache Hakeman, an old fighter pilot who had crash-landed on Enduin and wandered for months before regaining his lost memory. Now a successful local businessman, he was wealthy, and had several small ships. He took a liking to Jillian, and despite the age difference, took her in and attempted to become close with her. She rejected his advances, but outside of that, the two developed a tentative relationship. He taught her to fly, and found her to be a natural talent when it came to piloting, though she never seemed overly enthusiastic about it. But Hakeman had a problem with halucinagens, and during a terrifying substance-induced rage he had one night, Jillian stole a ship with her piloting skills, and fled for her safety. Not able to get far with authorities on her tail, she abandoned the R-41 and caught a shuttle to Aprovin, another planet in the same system. Her Aldera City Junior Ars College dance training assisted her in getting a not-so-desirable job as a quite-desirable dancer, and she worked for food and shelter in a smugglers' dive, the low point in her life. It was during her off time here that she learned of the destruction of Alderaan, at a public holocast of the incident, complete with Imperial lies justifying the obliteration. She also heard rumors in the smugglers' den, rumors of a rebellion rising against the Empire. The memories of her father and brothers igniting fire in her heart, she vowed to join the Rebellion someday.....somehow.

Captain Corin Taragoth (Capin) of the Rebel Alliance Star Fighter Corps, had made a shuttle run into wild space, searching for rebel supporters. Jillian found her way to this opportunity, and agreed to fly with him to the Rebel fleet, which was at the time hovering back and forth between Kashyyyk and Calamari, having just lost Calamari back to the Empire from which they had attempted to liberate it. Loyalty first, though her studies beckoned her to join her Princess in the diplomatic battles of establishing the Alliance, she joined the SFC under Capin Taragoth. Immediately she became a point of interest to the renegades who would become her fellow pilots, and dearest friends - her new brothers, though she would have never thought it at the time. A woman? In the SFC? She endured much from their teasing.

Before Jillian would achieve Flight Officer status, the SFC was called upon to rescue an Intelligence agent from Chequer base, located outside of Kosari. This was the first combat situation Jillian had ever experienced, having come from the pacifist Alderaan. The incorrigible pirates holding the agent didn't relent, and it was a narrow escape that left all injured but her and one other, Officer Trevor Wiley. Jillian became a heroine that day, saving Wiley's life as well as hers and the rest of the party's, while he dragged their stunned comrades onto the shuttle. She took hold of her gun and his, and blasted the pirate band's leader as he approached. To this day, the terrifying image of the first being she'd ever killed flying backwards across the Chequer hangar haunts her.

Shortly after the successful mission, she was promoted, skipping two ranks, to Lieutenant. She was also assigned to Red Squadron, under Dent Jackson, a young Corellian who had shown an interest in her when she had first arrived. She didn't want to date and lose credibility in the already difficult SFC, so she eventually warded him off, shortly after Chequer, in a slightly less-than-pleasant scene.

Her personal life became at once a source of comfort and frustration to Jillian. She spent a lot of time with the other pilots off duty, which helped in their becoming like brothers to her. Most of the frustration came from two reasons - her lagging desire to aid on the diplomatic end of things, and Trevor Wiley, who endlessly antagonized her into arguement after arguement.

Constantly with her nose in a datapad, or sitting in front of a holovid terminal, she continued to soak up all the information she could, occasionally meeting with Princess Leia to discuss the Alliance and its hope for a New Republic of the future. But after a couple of months, during all the reading she was doing, she came across something that made her blood run cold. It was an old news article that caught her eye:

**Oyate Family Strikes Again - Second Mancusaan Heir Down

It was an article describing the death of her brother Markaan, and it was certainly not at an Imperial Academy. The article, though she didn't want to believe it at the time, was evidence that her family had been part of a great organized crime wheel, obviously whose 'dirty work' took place off-planet, with weapons banned on Alderaan. Set into a spin of turmoil as the idealism of her youth crumbled, she confirmed the dreaded truth when both Leia and Lady Taliel Mortuban, who had become a close friend, told her under no uncertain terms that the Empire never exercised such considerate formalities as to notify a family when they killed one of their children. The Empire couldn't be bothered with such trivolities as it strove for its war machine. This meant those notices of her brothers' deaths when she was young had not been what she thought. Her brothers had been killed then by participating in the family business. How could her father have let that happen?? The pain this puzzle brought to her lent to her locking herself in her quarters for nearly a week so as not to show her face without the practiced composure she had gotten so good at.

With Alderaan destroyed and her family gone, there was nothing Jillian could do to answer any of her questions. She simply had to accept what had been, and move on. Tal and Leia were the only two she told, until Dent insisted, since the pain of the realization had kept her from a mission one night, so she told him the next time they spoke.

A long going love/hate relationship with Trevor had evolved into more on the love end, so the truth had come out to him eventually as well, closing the gap between her elegant Aldera City past, and his apparent street rat on Coruscant past, something she had feared doing. But when he saw the Alzoc (Alderaanian pearl) around her neck, he had known. (Only fathers in "Families" give those to their daughters, as a symbol that she is protected, to keep dishonorable suitors away out of fear of family retribution should they do anything to the girls.) The underworld life Trevor had lived had offered him much knowledge of such things. The only time Jillian had been reminded of the truth about her family was during a stay on Kosari, where a man by the name of Lt. Ryan Page of the Antaris corporation had recognized her as Guilia Mancusaan, her mother. Apparently she was a mirror image of her mother when she had been her age. She corrected the mistake, made as though she had no idea who that was and moved on, of course. Trevor had entertained the idea that her brothers might still be alive, when they had taken a short time to discuss her situation, but she told him no. Anything was possible, after finding that article, but it was too overwhelming a notion to consider, so she didn't.

That had actually been the night Trevor had made a move, after three months of disagreements and obstacles, and with an irresistable combination of physical strength and emotional power, had kissed her for the first time. The moment had been mind-spinning, and had only been the first of many steps to come in getting her to realize her emotions. Not only was she appalled by Trevor's abbrasive attitude, having been raised by propriety, she was terrified to get close to anyone, having lost her entire family. She eventually reached a point where she knew she loved Trevor, that she wanted to be with him, but was afraid of the desires burning within her, maybe even a little ashamed.

These weaknesses were taken to new heights when she found out one of her brothers was indeed alive. Tomasaan, the youngest of her three older brothers, three years her senior, was discovered on Tatooine by a man who had assisted an emotionally unstable ex-star fighter pilot who had kidnapped Jillian. The man, Tymm K'Staan, hadn't known what he was in for, and wasn't the type who went around kidnapping women. He aided in Jillian's escape by not helping the kidnapper, and then realized later that day that the man he had bumped into in the Cantina on Mos Eisley was actually Jillian's brother, and reunited them. Tomas and Tymm joined the Rebellion, all star fighter pilots.

Around this time Jillian had been appointed to the Rebel Council by Leia. She remained in the SFC, flying Red-Leader's wing in her X-Wing, Red-1. (Luke Skywalker flew on her wing.) The rebellion based on Cloud City over the gaseous planet, Bespin, which had been a little window into the elaboracies she had seen in Aldera City. The temporary hospitality of the mining colony's owner, aided the rebellion a great deal in this transition period. Jill made several trips with Trevor during this time of her life, while the rebellion's action was relatively quiet as it searched for a location for a new base. They traveled to Coruscant, filling Trevor's need to hang onto his roots, or the roots he had made for himself, rather, and to Yavin, to fulfill Jillian's thirst for anthropological study. She was finally seeing the big galaxy she'd spent a lifetime behind locked gates merely reading about.

Extended History (Continued)