A/N: Hey people! This is the first chapter of War of the Stars. I know cheesy but hey! My story. NOW honestly, most of this story will be made from my imagination and it's imagination with some actual cannon Star Wars characters. Be honest in your reviews and I like criticism. I take it and eat it up like a pig and toenails. So hold nothing back. The Harry Potter elements will be shown later on.

Chapter 1: The Burning

Earth

August 1st

14:53

Even as the yellow giant's ultraviolet rays pummelled the Earths' atmosphere, they couldn't penetrate through the thick smog that encompassed a small island.

As spaceships took flight and made their way into hyperspace, a young boy evaded the arms of the Republic officers, who were sent to repel the attacking forces of The Eternal Empire.

Seeing the boy running away, a clone trooper wearing the standard phase 1 armour with grey marks along his body and black shapes on his helmet, ran after him, hoping to catch the boy before he got lost.

Slowly coming to a stop the soldier gazed in pity at the scene that laid before him.

The boy, had short spiky black hair with multi coloured tips and grey eyes, that shined with unshed tears, as he gazed with horror and fear at what used to be the remains of his house.

And as the boy fell to his knees, shaking, the trooper slowly made his way to the child, where he knelt and lent a supporting hand on the devastated child's shoulder.

But the boy didn't even seem to acknowledge his presence, as he continued to shake in grief. Grief which slowly turned into anger as he continued to watch the flames flickering above the ruined house. And with that anger came a small pressure which seemed to grow every second.

As the pressure continued to grow and the boy continued to fester in his growing hate, small bits of lightning started to surround the boy.

As the air started to sizzle with power, the soldier got up and back away but before he could the pressure became too much for the boy and throwing his head back, he let out a scream filled with rage and hate that ripped through the air and with it, a nearly invisible wave of power burst out, cracking the floor beneath the boy and pushing everything back in a four metre radius.

The soldier was sent sailing though the air and towards a broken building, where he landed on his back. Groaning, he slowly got up and checked around for the boy.

Said kid was on the ground, unconscious from the event that just transpired.

Tokor, stared in shock at what he just witnessed. While his knowledge of the Force wasn't anywhere near as a novice, he still knew that the event that just took place, shouldn't have been possible for someone so young.

Thinking quickly, he walked towards the boy knowing that if there were any Sith or Force-Sensitive from the Eternal Empire nearby, they would have felt the disturbance. He quickly scooped up the child and started making his way back to his teams ship, knowing he was going to get an earful from his general.

Looking at the boys innocent face while he slept and knowing the evil of the Dark Side, he vowed to do everything in his power to keep the child in the Light.

2 Years Later

Tokor watched as the boy he considered his son weave through a bunch of training droids using the sword, that was gifted to him a year ago when he turned 10, to cut them in pieces.

While he watched with pride, the boy ducked underneath a blaster bolt. Jumping up, he sliced the droids head off and using the droids body, he propelled himself towards a bunch crates for cover.

Sheathing his sword in it's sheath at his right shoulder, he pulled a mk-13B Blaster rifle. Looking around the corner, he rolled out of cover and took aim and with quick precision he took down two droids.

A second later, he was back on the move. Vaulting over a set of tables, he threw a thermal grenade and without even waiting for it to go off, he took cover once more in a corner.

Catching his breath, he readied himself for another go when suddenly a droid appeared before him, it's finger on the trigger. The boy smirked and simply willed the droid back, watching in glee as the machine flew through the air and hit the wall, breaking into pieces.

"Training Simulation Complete" a mechanical voice rang out.

Getting up, the boy walked towards the door, sheathing his blaster rifle.

As the door opened, the boy smiled up to the man who took him in two years ago.

"Good job, Adrian."

Adrian merely smiled at the proud smile of his adopted father's face.

2 Years later

The newly turned teen watched on as his new family, the 23rd clone trooper legion mixed with different races to have better diversity among their troops were here, mingling and celebrating his birthday.

"Come on Adrian! Blow the candles!" shouted a pinkette with green eyes. Fah-ri was a yellow skinned, humanoid alien from the planet Kitora. Kitorans were a jubilant race, full of excitement and joy. When the war started, they remained neutral, until The Sith Empire attacked them and destroyed most of their cities.

Fah-ri being a young adult at that time living on her own, watched as her home and family burnt to the ground. Never wanting someone to go through that again, she picked up a sniper, and joined the 23rd Legion, pledging to destroy the darkness that was the Sith.

"..hmph" Adrian smiled, took a deep breath and blew out the candles on the massive cake. A second later, the sky was filled with roars and screams as the party hit full swing.

"Good job kid" said Tokor

"Yea! Three more years and you'll be joining us on raids and attacks!" This was said by a huge humanoid looking man named Frej. Frej was a clone that took to body building like a fish to water. He had ginger hair and pink eyes.

"Yea I can't wait Uncle Frej."

"Excuse me! He is not fighting a war at fifteen years old!" shouted Kitora, being the overprotective aunt that she is. "Tokor! Say something!"

Tokor merely smiled. He was proud of his son and he knew that no matter what, the boy would end up in the war and probably play a big role."As much as I would like to keep my son safe I know that at the end, Kitora, it's his choice and we all know that once his power is found out, he won't exactly have a choice."

At that all four of them looked down in contemplation.

A few seconds later Frej spoke up" Yea but it's up to us to prepare him."

Adrian smiled at that, thankful to not be patronized.

Kitora said " I know, it's just that he is so young and it isn't fair on him."

" I know Aunty but we don't even know if there is still going to be a war until then. "

Looking out at the troops of the 23rd legion, watching as all of them treated each other as friends and family instead of clones and aliens. It made him smile. It also reminded him of his past. The burning buildings and the screams that followed.

Frowning, he gazed up to his father and spoke "I want to join Father. I want to join so I can destroy those who took my family away from me."

Tokor sighed and kneeled down to stared at his son's surprisingly yellow eyes. He remembered how shocked he was when he found out that Adrians' eye colour changed with his emotions. Positive emotions usually meant green, turquoise or blue and negative meant yellow, red or grey;

"Adrian, I understand your desire to take revenge but you mustn't give into your anger and hate. Yes they committed unspeakable crimes against the galaxy, but these kind of emotions lead to the Dark Side and the Dark Side leads to pain and destruction as you have seen for yourself. So please son, promise me that you won't attack out of hate."

"...I promise... father." came the quite reply and Tokor watched as slowly the yellow disappeared and was replaced by green.

1.5 Years later

Wide gray eyes looked on in horror at a scene that looks like it came out of a nightmare. Adrian gave a strangled sob at the screams and cries of the people dying in the burning buildings that moments ago housed most of the 23rd and 24th clone legions.

Bodies and body parts laid strewn, buildings in shambles all the while the Sith ships entered hyperspace, happy with the destruction that they left in their wake.

"Adrian! Come on! We must go!"

Hearing his father's voice, his head snapped towards the worried face of Tokor. The man was by a transport ship, holding his hand out to his son, waiting for him so they could leave. Running to enter the transport ship, he felt the tears running down his cheeks and the pressure that usually accompanied him at moments of great emotion.

Finding a seat, he quickly took a couple of deep breathes, centring himself.

"Adrian.."

Hearing his father's broken voice snapped him out of his thoughts. Quickly looking up, he allowed his father to gaze at his grey-red glowing eyes.

"Adrian, I know...I know it's difficult but you mustn't Adrian, you mustn't. I feel your pain, they were my family too but do not become like the monsters' who took them away from us. We will avenge them yes but not by becoming like those who killed them."

And Tokor watched as slowly the red bled away to a solitary grey.

After a few moments of silence Adrian spoke up "I'm joining the fight, father."

And Tokor knew from the determination shining in his sons eyes convinced him that no matter what, Adrian will fight.

Sighing, Tokor stood up. During the attack, the General of the 23rd died and with him being the second highest in command, the remains of the 23rd were his to command.

"Brothers..sisters" Tokor started, slowly looking around at his troops faces, noticing that a holo-pad was on, streaming his next words to the rest of the troops." I understand your grief and your hurt, for our fallen brethren. I understand your need for revenge. The Sith have taken too much from our Republic for too long. They took our friends and families and they'll take many more unless people like us, people who lived through their destruction take up action against them. It's time for us the 23rd Legion and 24th to stand up and rise above the average clones and avenge our fallen brethren! We will continue in their names! Fight for their sakes! We will tear down the enemy one by one if need be! Not I, Not you but us! Be it the Sith Empire, be it The Eternal Empire, be it the Separatists! We will fight and we will prevail! We will tear down the Darkness and restore the Light in the Galaxy! For our brothers! For our sisters! For the Light! For the Republic!"

At that, the sky once again filled with roars and shouts of agreement as the remains of the 23rd and 24th Legion started their legacy as the finishers of Tyranny.

A/N: That's it! Hope you liked it. If not then I'm open to your words! See ya later.