This story takes place some time in between seasons 2 and 3.

And just for Star Wars noobs it pronounced kyber with a hard C sound not cyber as in computer.

Disclaimer:The characters in this story do not belong to me. They belong to the world dominators, Disney.

The sky parted ad the young boy walked into the clearing. Given that this boy was only young, you could expect that he would fall away. He had run away from the order, just in time, as Order 66 struck, he was on an isolate wild space planet with nowhere to go. This boy was strong with the Force, but with no master to teach him the ways of the light, he fell to the dark. He trained himself, using only memories of his time at the temple to proceed his training. Soon he realized that the dark was too dangerous, yet powerful. He began training himself to use both aspects of the Force, dark and light, to become not only a Force wielder, but a being of the Force. By opening himself to all aspects of the Force, he let the Force in, it guided him, it was him. Being a Force user of both sides, but not belonging to either the sith nor Jedi, he created name for himself. He was a Jatu. A Force being that used all of the Force and belonged to no order The boy, upon his arrival, found a cave. He was drawn to this cave and soon found why. The cave was full of cyber crystals. The boy knew of their power. He found a rather small one, and pocketed it, and soon then made the cave his home. The boy spent weeks construction his new lightsaber, perfecting it with the resources of his new home planet. With a fine wooden finish, the jet-back blade protruded out of the end as if it was trying to escape. The boy added other aspect of the lightsaber to make it more functional. For example, tools could be taken out of the hilt end as well as explosives. A blaster barrel was also attached to the side, for the lightsaber could expand into a rifle. Soon one day, a ship had landed on this planet. It was a large Corellian freighter. 5 people got out as well as a faulty astromech droid. Another boy, about his age saw him and approached. He noticed may things about this boy. For example his short hair with no braid, yet a thick metal rod attached to his hip. He was a jedi survivor! The boy approached and drew his weapon. The blade ignited with a deep hum.

"Who are you?"asked the boy.

"I live her my name is Rantoth. I mean no harm, but there has been noone on this planet for years but me. Why are you here?"

"We mean no harm either. My name is Ezra." said the boy as the others approached."These are my friends, Kanan, Hera, Sabine, Zeb, and Chopper." said the boy, gesturing to each f the others.

"Nice to meet you. I am Rantoth."

"Why did you come here?' asked the one called Kanan.

Rantoth told his story, and by the time he was done, the old astromech had left and the the sun was setting.

"So you are no friend of the empire?' asked the one called Hera.

"No. I have waited here, training myself, ready to attack." explained Rantoth, showing his lightsaber."I noticed you are a Jedi as well." he gestured to Ezra.

"We are rebels, against the Empire. You should join us in the fight." said Hera.

"I think i will do just that." Rantoth commented.

"Then welcome aboard the Ghost."