Title: The Sith War Chronicles: Child of the Sith Prophecy
Author: Jedidanny
Rating: PG
Genre: Romance, action-adventure
Setting: A good twenty-two years after A Jedi's Destiny.
Summary: The continuing story of Renoa Stormhaven as old enemies begin to appear, this focuses more on her daughter, eventually, in further chapters. R&R!
A/N: Star Wars doesn't belong to me, it belongs to George Lucas. You should read A Jedi's Destiny first before reading this! I had a very hard time trying to figure out how many years it has been, but I finally did! R&R.

Main Characters

Renoalynn Blackthorne- Jedi Knight
Tristan Blackthorne- Jedi Knight
Kaelin Blackthorne- Jedi Apprentice, 17, turning 18
Kaden (Kayden) (Orion) Blackthorne- Jedi Apprentice, 18, turning 19
Sarkin Blackdeath- Jedi Knight/Sith Knight
Kayne Blackdeath- Sith Master
Keeran Stardancer- Sith Apprentice

Chapter One:
 The Message

Cole Stormhaven made his way through the halls of the Jedi Academy on Yavin 4 after returning from a mission to the planet Corellia. His hair was pulled back into a ponytail and he wore a black cloak with the hood pulled down, his boots tapping on the floor lightly as he walked.
Ten years ago, Cole had returned to the Academy after four years of imprisonment on the planet Korzak where the Sith prison was located. He had been sent on a mission with a group of other Apprentices, and they found that the ship was being pulled into a tractor beam. Cole chose to stay on the ship to make sure the others were not found, and was taken prisoner. The screams of the other prisoners, as well as his own, still haunted his mind, memory, and dreams, even after so many years.
Cole was a Jedi Master, and was currently training the first apprentice he had had in a long time, Silvan Firebrand, who was fifteen years old. Orphaned on Corellia, three years earlier Cole had found him, found that he was strong in the Force, and decided to take him back to the Academy. It turned out that the student he was sent to find was him.
"Uncle Cole!"
The voice of his seventeen, soon-to-be-eighteen-year-old, niece turned Cole on his heel and smiled at seeing his niece who had the reflection of her mother when she was young.
"Kaelin. How is my favorite niece?" Cole asked.
Kaelin stood at about 5'8", and had long golden brown hair that almost looked red pulled back into a braid. She was very close to her uncle, and had always admired him after hearing the stories of what he had been like when he was young, and how he had survived four years of imprisonment, but they had never gone into full detail.
Kaelin laughed, moving to give her uncle a quick hug, "I'm good. How was Corellia?"
Cole gave a satisfied nod, "All things considered, I think it went pretty well. Silvan is improving his skills greatly."
"Good. Mom will be excited to know that you're back. Come on," Kaelin said, leading him down the hall.
The two made their way toward the quarters of the Blackthorne family. Kaelin opened the door to the quarters and lead her uncle into the living room. Cole stood by the door, glancing around the room for a moment and waiting for his sister.
"Mom! Come here, I have something to show you," Kaelin called.
Renoa Blackthrone, Jedi Knight and mother of Kaelin and Kaden Blackthorne, entered the living room, humming softly. She wore her hair pulled back into a braided bun and wore a short sleeved shirt and a dark blue skirt going down to her knees, and brown boots. Her eyes were lifted up to see her brother standing by the door and she smiled.
"Cole!" She walked toward him and hugged him quickly before stepping back and looking up at him, "How are you? How was Corellia?"
Cole smiled back as he embraced his sister, moving with her to sit down on the couch, Kaelin moving to sit down in a nearby chair.
"As I told Kaelin, it went pretty well, and Silvan is improving his skills greatly. Soon, he will be ready to build his first lightsaber," he answered.
Just then, Tristan Blackthorne entered the room. He stood tall, about the same height as Cole, and had a beard that was starting to grow again. He stood behind his wife and bent down to wrap his arms around her neck, leaning his head against hers, "Not getting into any trouble with your big brother, are you, Renoa?"
Renoa laughed, reaching up and putting a hand on one of his and turning her head to look at him, "No, not yet. Why, will you rescue me from my brother's evil wrath?"
"Haven't I always?" Tristan asked with a smirk, putting his lips against hers and kissing her.
"Hey, I don't have an evil wrath to need protection from, thank you very much," Cole said, pretending to get defensive.
The kiss broke and Renoa looked at her brother, "Maybe not, but you get protective pretty easily." She looked at her husband, "Where's Kaden?"
"He's off in one of the training arenas, getting ready for his duel with Master Windthrower. He said if he does well with this duel, it won't be long until Master Windthrower allows him on his first mission by himself," Tristan answered.
Cole looked up at Tristan, his heart beating fast as he remembered fourteen years earlier when he had been allowed by Master Windthrower, his own Jedi Master, to go on his first mission. He remembered waiting in the garden for Renoa to come, trying to figure out how to tell her that he was leaving. When she appeared, he swallowed hard, readying himself for her reaction.
"Hey, sis," he greeted with a small, fake smile.
Renoa frowned, raising an eyebrow, "What is it, Cole?"
Cole narrowed his eyes before looking back at her, "What makes you think anything is wrong?" He knew better than to ask this, because he knew that his sister had their mother's intuition, and that she also knew him very well enough to know when something was wrong.
"Because I know that fake smile of yours. You try to charm me with it whenever something is wrong," she answered.
Cole's smile brightened for a moment as he walked toward her, taking her hand in his and leading her to a bench and sitting down, avoiding looking at her.
Renoa frowned deeper, looking at him, "Cole, what is it?"
Cole's grip on her hand tightened, "I have to go away for a little while, Ren. My master is sending me on my first mission without him to investigate a possible Sith hideout."
Renoa swallowed hard, "When are you leaving?"
Cole looked down, "Today, after dinner. If I go on this mission, Master Windthrower will graduate me to Jedi Knight. I could become a Jedi Master."
Renoa pulled her head away, feeling her heart sink, "Today's my birthday. We always spend our birthdays together."
"I know . . . I'll make it up to you when I come back, I promise. I'll even take you to Tatooine and let you pod race a little bit," he said, hoping to get a smile out of her.
Renoa laughed softly, trying to keep the tears she knew were in her eyes from being seen. Knowing that she was doing this, Cole reached up and made her look at him. He wiped away a stray tear with the tip of his finger.
"I'll be back as soon as I can, I promise. Would I ever break a promise to you," he said.
She shook her head, sniffing, "No." She looked up at him, "Be careful, Cole. I don't want to lose you, too. You're all I have."
Cole swallowed hard, wrapping his warm, strong arms around her in a hug, "You won't, Ren, I promise. I love you, little sister," he said softly.
"I love you, too, big brother."
They pulled back and looked at each other, Renoa reaching up to wipe away her stray tears.
"I have 'til after dinner, so I was thinking we could spend some time together until then, maybe go swimming," Cole said.
Renoa smiled, "I'd like that."
Cole smiled back at her, reaching up to poke her nose with the tip of his finger, "So would I, Little Ren."
"Cole? What is it?" Renoa's voice asked.
Cole came out of his day dream of the past and blinked, looking around the living room and to his sisters deep blue eyes. He shook his head, "I . . . nothing."
Renoa knew better than to take that as an answer, though. "You were thinking about your first mission without Master Windthrower…What are the chances that Kaden will even be sent to Korzac after what happened the first time?"
Cole shook his head, "Hopefully not very likely…but we don't know that the Sith are still hiding there. They could have moved to a new planet over the years. I just . . . no one should have to go through what I did, especially not my only nephew."
Kaelin frowned, trying to figure out what they were all talking about. She knew something had happened on her uncle's first mission without Master Windthrower, but her parents had refused to tell her what.
"What happened on your first mission, Uncle Cole?"
Cole looked at his niece and hesitated before glancing up to look at Renoa and back to Kaelin, "Something that doesn't need to be talked about, Kaelin." He stood up and moved to the window, looking out into the jungle, his dark blue eyes searching.
After a moment of silence, a beeping was heard and Renoa stood to walk to the comm. center and pressed a button to turn the screen on. She then pressed another button to play the message they had just received. Cole turned his gaze away from the jungle outside and to the screen.
A dark figure appeared on the screen, a black hood covering most of the features of his face except for his eyes which were a deep color, almost black looking. Cole's heart began to race as he realized who the person could be, but hoped it was only a dream of some sort . . . a very bad dream.
"Hello, Cole. Do you remember me? I should hope so. I am the figure who haunts your nightmares each night, who rings your screams in your ears. Does it really seem so long ago that you came into my grasp so easily?" The figure smirked, "You think you escaped so easily all those years ago, but you never did. I still haunt your nightmares, and I will bring you back here. I have some new…acquaintances that are just dying to meet you. Don't believe me? You will soon enough. It will not be long until you are back here and will turn to the dark side." The message turned off, leaving the screen blank.
Cole stared at the screen, the words of Kayne Blackdeath ringing in his ears over and over. Kayne was still alive, and planning on trying to capture Cole again. He looked to his sister, his brother-in-law, and niece, no emotion on his face.
Renoa stood and walked over to Cole, swallowing hard, "Who was that, Cole?"
Cole looked back at the screen, "Kayne. He's still alive…"
"Who's kayne?" Kaelin asked.
Cole shook his head, "No one. I'll . . . be back later." With that, he made his way toward the door and opened it, shutting it behind him without a word.

The Memorabilia Room

Renoa was worried about Cole. The message had frozen her heart. For the first time, she had seen the evil face of the man, if you could call a Sith a man, who had tortured her brother for four long years. She decided to talk to him, trying every place she knew he would go. Finally, she found him in the memorabilia room.
She found him staring at the holo of their parents with the Jedi Masters that had once trained Cole and Renoa, Master Windthrower and Master Darkwood. Renoa walked toward him and stood by his side, looking at the holo. The other two holos, one of just her parents standing together, and the other of her parents, herself, and Cole when they were young, had been moved to the quarters she lived in, as well as the light sabers that had once belonged to them, ready to pass down to Kaden and Kaelin when they were ready.
"Are you okay?" Renoa asked.
For the first time in her life, Renoa thought she saw a tear roll down Cole's cheek. Cole had always been so strong, never one to show weakness right willingly, especially after four years of imprisonment. He kept his eyes on the holo, though, trying to find the words to say what he needed to.
"I was afraid this day would come. It sure took them long enough. Not only that, but they sent the message here, to my family, knowing that I would do what it takes to protect you," Cole said.
"Cole . . . He's trying to do this to play with your mind, your fears. If you give in to it, if you let it get to you, you're as good as back in that prison. He's trying to get you to the point where you'll want to go back to face him," she said, hoping to reassure him.
Cole backed away from her, looking at her, "And who's to say I say I shouldn't go there to face him? It took me a year to get over being in that prison. It's taken me even longer to not have to turn my head over my shoulder to make sure no one is following me. As long as he and his Master are still alive, they will never leave my nightmares. Maybe I should go there and face him, once and for all."
"Cole, don't say that. If you go there . . . you could be killed," she said, swallowing hard.
"That's a risk I have to take. If I don't face him, he could go after those I love and care for." He looked away from her and looked back to the holo, "I want you to promise me something, Renoa."
Renoa swallowed hard, waiting for him to continue.
"I want you to promise me that you will not come after me if I decide to face him, and I want you to make sure the kids don't go anywhere off-planet. I don't want to see what happened to me happen to them, or to you. Promise me," he said.
Renoa nodded, "I promise. Kaden won't like this, though. He's looking forward to going on his first mission by himself."
"I know. He has to understand why it's dangerous for him to go off-planet, though. If you have to . . . tell him what happened to me. He's an understanding person, and I believe he'll understand this," Cole said.
She nodded; "If you go . . ." she couldn't find the words to finish her sentence.
He nodded, knowing what she was trying to say, "I know. I'll be careful. I won't let what happened the first time happen this time, I promise. He's going to be gone for good."
She moved toward him and hugged him, and for a moment he had the urge to back away. But this was his sister; he loved her, and he had no reason to do so. He hugged her back, resting his chin on her head and sighing.
"I don't mean to be so cold, Ren. It's just . . . that place is worse than any hell you can possibly imagine. The idea of seeing a member of my family there . . ." he said, lifting his head so he could look at her.
"I know, Cole. I'll do what I can to make Kaden understand. He doesn't exactly have the best of tempers, though," Renoa said.
Cole nodded, "I'm going to go think some. I'll see you later, Little Ren."
Renoa smiled at his pet name for her and watched as he left, leaving her alone in the memorabilia room. She glanced at her chrono watch and made her way out of the room and toward the training arena.

The Training Arena

Kaelin, Tristan, and Renoa made their way through the crowd of observers, making their way toward a clear spot on the benches. Standing in the center of the arena floor was Kaden, Kaelin's older brother. He stood staring at the floor, practicing a relaxation technique his master had taught him.
You can do it, Kaden, Kaelin thought, looking down at the figure of her brother. Kaden didn't need to tare his eyes away from the floor to reply to her. I know, Kae . . . I've been waiting for this moment for a long time.
Master Windthrower appeared on the arena floor, walking in from the shadows. His beard gray, he looked too old to be able to take this match, but it was a tradition that his own Jedi Master had started, and he was not about to let that stop him.
"Ready?" Master Windthrower asked.
Kaden nodded, watching his master with piercing blue-gray eyes. "Ready as I can be."
The whistle blew and both Master and Apprentice ignited their sabers with a snap-hiss. After a moment, Kaden rushed at Master Windthrower and made a move to attack his waist but his master brought his blade down to cross the blades, making them sizzle.
Kaelin watched the fight, cheering for her brother as he dueled his Jedi Master. When the buzzer rang for the duel to be over, the score board on one of the walls read that Kaden had won the match by a few close points. The crowd cheered as Master and Apprentice shook hands.
Kaelin, Tristan, and Renoa made their way through the crowd and into the hall, making their way over to where Kaden and Master Windthrower stood, sweat poring down both their faces.
Kaelin smiled at her brother, reaching him first and moving toward him to hugging him, "Kade, you did great. You'll be on that mission before you know it."
Kaden hugged her back, "Thanks, Kae. It won't be long 'til you're going off on your first mission, too, you know."
"I know. I just hope Mom and Dad will let me go," she said.
Kaden frowned, "Why wouldn't they let you go?"
She shrugged, "There's something I should . . ." she was cut off as Master Windthrower and her parents came toward them, her mother moving to Kaden's other side to hug him quickly.
Tristan grinned at his son, "I don't know how you did it, Kaden, but you did. Master Windthrower is not an easy man to match."
Kaden grinned, "I learned from the best. Uncle Cole sat in on some of my training sessions and gave me a few tricks to use for the tournament."
Master Windthrower nodded, "Kaden is more than ready to go on his first mission without me, and I was thinking of sending him within the next week or so."
Renoa and Tristan looked at each other before looking back to Kaden and Kaelin, "Why don't you two go back to the apartment? Pop dinner into the cooker and it'll be ready by the time we get there," Renoa said.
"Alright, Mom," Kaelin said.
The two left and their parents were left with Master Windthrower.
"Maverick, we need to talk to you about Kaden's mission," Tristan said.
Master Windthrower nodded, having a feeling of what they needed to talk about, "I had a feeling. Come, we'll go to my quarters."

Chapter 2: Runaway Jedi

Please review! I worked really hard on this story. I'm planning on finishing!