Prologue
What if long ago, in a galaxy far, far away, something changed?
Every day, people dream what would have become of their lives if this had happened; what they could have become if they had made that decision.
They say that a butterfly, beating it's wings in Japan, could cause a tornado in the U.S, just because it's wings had fluttered at the wrong time.
Or is it perhaps the right time?
What if fate, beating it's wings, had granted the life of a being who wasn't supposed to exist?
What if, instead of two children born of a Sith, there had been three?
Author's Note
: This is my second try with this fic. Last time it was posted on theforce.net boards. Should I continue, or should I just give it up? REVIEW ME!!!