Chapter One

"Ghon, is that you?" Lorenia called as a loud jingle ran through her three-room apartment. She was perched on her desk chair alone in the main room of her quarters flipping through a large lightsaber handbook, looking through different grips and wiring systems. The small room sat as it usually did – meticulously clean. In the corner she currently resided in, sat her white desk and matching chair. Directly to her left was the simple white wood door that led into her bedroom. Along the wall behind her was a small training area and the door to her small washroom. Lastly, in the corner to her left, was a table made of clean-looking white wood with a matching two chairs. Her wall was the same- clean-cut white, with a tile floor of the same white color.

As she set the book down on her desk and rose to stretch her arms and back, a gruff male's voice- obviously Ghon -called back through the door in a quick-paced and urgent manor, "yeah Lorenia. Open the door. I need to speak with you, now – I have very important word from the Jedi Council."

The padawan rose quickly, hurried to the metal door and entered her personal four number key-code into the opening mechanism, which sat in the form of a touchscreen beside her door – 0930. Immediately, the metal door slid open smoothly, to reveal the tall form of her Master. He stepped quickly into the room, signaling for Lorenia to close the door and sit with him at her small table. She did so and sat across from him, "what did you need?" Lorenia asked, looking Ghon up and down in more detail. His clothing was crooked and he was panting- from running, she assumed. His chin-length salt and pepper hair was slightly disheveled, and small droplets of sweat glistened on his brow.

Ghon began speaking, fast-paced and without stopping to breath throughout his speech. "The Hutts are holding a threat against a large village on Tatooine. We have an hour to prepare, and then we need to get out of here and into hyperspace. Bring some training equipment to polish up your skills in the ship. I don't know how long we'll be there, but I'd suggest bringing some extra clothing. Our orders are to be in and out as fast as possible and to stop the Hutts before they can kill off the village. Understand?"

Lorenia nodded slowly, but then looked at him quizzically. "wait... if this is only a village on Tatooine, why are we interfering?"

"This is not only a village on Tatooine. This village is a main fighting force in our mission against the Sith. They've been holding out against the Sith since the war began, and if they get taken out Tatooine as a whole planet will be lost." Taking a small break to make sure his apprentice was following, he continued, "the Jedi Council's theory is that Darth Malure- the new Sith Lord that we found out about two weeks ago -is behind the attack."

"Wait," Lorenia interrupted, holding up a hand for him to stop, "I thought you said the Hutts were attacking."

"Here's an idea," Ghon fumed, eyes flaring with annoyance and hot-headed temper acting up suddenly, "open your damn ears and get a clue. More than one person- or in this case, creature -can be involved in one crime. Now, I'm going to pack my bags. I suggest you do the same." He rose, and she rose as well, hurrying to open the door for him to leave. It slid open as smoothly as it had the first time, and her mentor left the apartment without another word. When he was gone, she closed the door and sighed, heading into her bedroom and beginning to pack a small supply bag with everything she would need. Little did she know, the journey ahead of her would be much longer than she anticipated...