Han stood alone at the observation panel overlooking the barren landscape of the asteroid, trying to forget everything he'd seen. Whenever he closed his eyes, he saw Aayla and Zett dying. 'If only we'd known sooner, Zett. So many might be alive now.' He was so absorbed in his thoughts that he had not felt Ferus approach him.
"Han, we're leaving soon."
"Are we all going back to Coruscant?"
"We're going to Corellia and concentrating on your training. Obi-Wan is going to Tatooine and Yoda to Dagobah. Kris is going back to Coruscant first before joining us."
"Is Padme dead?"
Ferus nodded shortly. "She's survived by her children though. Come see." He led Han to the surgical theater's observation panel. "Luke and Leia"
Han looked down at the twins, feeling a strange spark of excitement. He tried to peer into the future with the force but all he felt was again.
Someday, he'd cross paths with the Skywalker twins.
Until then, he vowed to himself that he would one day be a Jedi Knight and fight for them. Fight for justice against the evil Imperial Empire.
He was about to turn away when he saw Leia looking at him. Her vibrant dark eyes held an expression of promise. The hope that dawn would come again and shatter the darkness.
"Are you ready, Han?"
"Strong the force runs in the Skywalker line. Only hope, we can. Until the time is right, disappear we will," Yoda spoke to the others.
Han glanced one last time at the twins, Leia in particular, then turned back to Ferus. "I'm ready master."