Chapter 1: The Invitation
Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars or Harry Potter, which will be used for the purpose of this story. It will however have my own characters and any abilities I make up on the fly in it will characters from the movies and books.
Warning: This story will contain death later on and violance. This story will also be MOSTLY Star Wars, with some ideas coming from Harry Potter, and some characters from Harry Potter will be mixed into the story.
Into: This chapter will be based on getting to know the main character more, as well as bits of his past. Enjoy the read and please review, it will help a lot.
Every story has a beginning and an ending, there is no changing that, but the middle is our chance to form our own destinies, our own paths. That is what one father had taught his only son when he was just a young boy, living on the outskirts of the universe. This was before his father died and the poor boys family had to move on without him to guide and to help them. They had a simple life, one free of worry and most strife. Then the son got a very particulier invitation. One that would change the universe.
The storm assaulted the planet, smashing it with high powered bolts of electricity that tore through any defence placed. It was a Electric Storm, one that was far worse than any that had been seen in centuaries. The bolts seemed to take form as they split the ground appart and caused untold destruction to the small farming planet. People had gone to the strongest shelter on the planet in hopes of surviving the storm that had seemingly came out of nowhere, causing panic within all those on the planet.
The air was filled with the sounds of young children crying, and people shouting in a panic, both as warnings and as a way to find loved ones that had disappeared when the storm struck, hoping that they were somewhere in the shelter. Groundquake after Groundquake shook the shelter and the people within it, causing some to puke from the way that the ground moved, as though trying to make the people in it fall to pieces, literally.
One family was huddled together in a corner of the shelter, holding onto each other as the father soothered the crying child that he held with his wife.
The father spoke to the son who, even though he was crying, could hear him as clearly as though it was said into his own mind. "Son you have to listen to me, every story has a beginning and an ending, there is no changing that, but the middle is our chance to form our own destinies, our own paths. Never forget that, for it will help you later in life when you need it the most. I will always love you, and will always be by your side, lending you my strength when you need it, always remember that." With those words he stood up and kissed his wife before heading off to speak to one of the men who was doing everything possible to keep the situation under control, and spoke to him in quiet tones. After a few moments of speaking to him the man nodded and than went over to the young boy and his mother to sit with them.
The young boy watched as his father walked up the stairs and out of the shelter, soon after he was out of view, the young boy got up when his mother wasn't looking and followed him. Walking through the sea of people he almost didn't make it to the stairs, but when he was about to start crying again he made it to the bottom of the stairs.
Looking up at the door at the top, shadows looking like monsters about to grasp at any who dare trespass their realm, their territory, their domain. Shivering slightly the boy started to turn back to his mother, but something pulled the boy forward, not physically but mentally, like he was tethered to something that grabbed his attention and attracted him forward more until he started the long walk up the darkened stair way.
The stairway seemed to get longer and longer, streatching to impossible means as he tredged up it, occasionally falling on them before getting up and continuing. The shadows seemed to reach out and gently brush his arms as he watched them change shapes and lengths, sometimes looking like shapeless blobs, other times as humans and monsters. When he finally reached the top he edged forward to the door, which swung open without him having to do anything, and looked outside.
The storm had gotten worse as the ground cracked under some unkown pressure. But the thing that caught his attention almost immidiatly, was in the middle of the field that the shelter was on the edge of.
His father was standing in the middle of the field, surrounded by rocks that circled him and floated free of any form of attatchment.
He was about to call out to his father, when he heard his own fathers voice in his mind. "It's going to be all okay son, but I need you to stay calm and don't talk. I want you to take good care of your mother and treat her right. You may be young right now, and I doubt you will remember what happened here tonight when you are older, but first I have to make sure you remember when the time comes," His father whispered straight into his mind, and suddenly he felt a small tingle in his head that made things feel fuzzy, "There now that I have done that, when the time comes you will remember this, there is an evil coming that will try to kill you and everything that you hold dear. If you follow your instincts you will survive, I know it. I am just sad that I won't be there to protect you. I love you son, goodbye."
The voice cut out as quickly as it started, he started to head towards his father but found himself held back by a pair of large invisible hands that were firm, but gentle.
Suddenly the clouds above the planet tore apart and a giant face appeared, roared something that the young boy couldn't understand, and watched as a giant bolt of lighting that had the ability to tear the world in apart, raced towards the young boys father, and the planet itself.
His father stuck out his hands appearing to grasp the lighting that had been shot at him. After he grasped it, the lightning appeared to be absorbed into the man. After which the man exploded from the amount of power stored within him. The young boy fell backwards, from the ensuring white flash of light, soon followed by the sweet escape of sleep.
The young mans eyes snapped open as the dream ended, causing him to sit straight up in bed, sweating, his eyes glancing around at his room as he was attempting to wake fully up. Finally he calmed down enough to look at the time, finding out that it was still early in the morning, having several hours before anyone else would be awake. The young man, at the age of seventeen, had lived with his mother all of his life, however he would be leaving soon as he turns the cornerstone and become the ripe age of eighteen. Sighing to himself he got up and went to the washroom to get ready for the3 day. After ten minutes he stood ready for the day infront of the mirror that recided in the washroom, he took in his reflection as he did every day, his hair was wild and brown as the dirt that he worked on so much, while his eyes were a startling electric blue color. He was around 5'7 now, not the tallest but taller than others.
Him and his mom lived on the farm that was owned by his father, and his father before him, so it had been in the family for a long time he was told. His father had died close to thirteen years before hand, when he was at the young age of four. After he got ready he went outside to have a quick run before getting to work on the fields that his family owned.
The weather was beautiful for the time of season that was currently on the planet, between hot and cold, the air mixed almost perfectly, with a light breeze that followed it was ensured that the day would be one of the nicer of the season. In the distance he saw something that he didn't see everyday, a space craft landed at the space port that was the one of the several that dotted the planet, but that wasn't what was surprising. They had visiters to the planet every now and then, but what was truly surprising was that it was an old Jedi warship.
The Jedi had been around for more than a millinium, but was barely able to come back over five-hundred years ago thanks to the Jedi Master Luke Skywalker. Before that they had been wiped to what many considered extinction because of the Jedi turned Sith, Anakin Skywalker. The sith on the other hand were thought to be extinct a long time before the jedi almost went extinct, the last sith that was remembered being the Brotherhood of Darkness, which was defeated by the Jedi Ruusan. However refusing to surrender they activated the Thought Bomb, a devise that tore the souls from those caught within it and kept them imprisoned on the planet. Since then there was no known activity of the Sith, though many people believe that they were still around, just in hiding.
However the war between them was now over. They each made their peace with each other because their leaders were, in fact, brothers in all but blood who had each lost loved ones in the war between the Sith and the Jedi. They made a plan with each other by stepping into the respective shoes and working their way up the ranks until they were in a high enough position to change the way things were, effectively putting an end to the war. By ways known only to them they have managed to stay alive for several hundred years.
The young man shrugged it off as he got back to work, there was no use wondering about it, seeing as it had nothing to do with him.
He found out just how wrong he was when the Jedi, with a Sith in tow that must have came with him from the ship, showed up at his door, asking to see him.
"Do you know who I am?" The Jedi asked the young man, "And do you know why we are here?"
The Jedi was a relativaly younger man around thirty or thirtyfive years old. He had a beard that was full and brown in color, while his hair was longer, going to his shoulder and was the same color as his beard, while his eyes were green.
"You are a Jedi, but apart from that no I do not know who you are, and I do not know why you are here."
"We are here because you have had your name put down for an acadamy, and we have come to see if you will be attending. Oh and I'm Oss'hurnoss" The Sith said in a bored tone. The Sith was a twi'lek, with dark blue skin and lekku that went down to his waist. His eyes were green in color.
"How did I get put down for it? I never even heard of it." The younger man asked, reeling at the idea of it. He had been put down for a school? An acadamy? When and why was he put down for it?
"By the way my name is Caltio Tima. Anyways back to the story, a long time ago there was a group of people who used the force in ways so unlike our own that they became seen as Wizards and Witches, they lived on a planet that was, until around three-hundred years ago, undiscovered by the people of our universe. They were in their universe totally alone, and were unable to continue past the point of a few planets of their system." Caltio explained to him, "However we found it by accident, as we were exploring. At the time we were still at war with the Sith, so we kept the planet a secret though we knew its location."
"After our alliance was for forged, they revealed the planet and we sent people to visit it and learn about it. What they found was that there were schools where young people could go to to learn what they called magic. Magic is another form of the Force that we Sith and Jedi use. They also had ways to find out people in the known world who had magic in them, allowing them to invite these children and invite them to school." Oss'hurnoss continued instead of his Jedi companion, "However one problem with this was that when they taught us this we found out that it works with finding people in our universe as well." The Sith said, almost looking like he was going to start nodding off.
"So with so many of the people already being grown we decided to increase the age from eleven, to eighteen. So that brings us here to this point, where we came to see if you will be attending our acadamy, Crossroads Acadamy."
The young man thought about it for a while before deciding his answer, "I thank you for this wonderful oppotunity," He said, but before the others continued, "But I will have to decline, I have to stay and help my mother with crops, it's my job to do I can't just dump it on her."
A voice suddenly spoke up from the doorway, "Yes you can, and you will. It was the wish of your father for you to go to this school, to learn more about him and your true bloodlines. I will be just fine here with Uld. He has helped us for all these years, and he's offered to help me here so you can go. Now go my son, and make your family proud." His mother spoke from the doorway, leaning against it with a stern look on her face that told him that he wasn't going to get out of it.
"Thanks mom," He turned back to the visitors, "I accept the oppotunity that you have provided me, when will I leave?"
"Next month, when you turn eighteen, and one more thing. When new students join they are given the oppotunity to change their names, would you like to?" Caltio asked.
"I want to change my name only because I don't want to get special treatment in case my father went there. My name will be... Jack Trade."
AUTHORS NOTES: I hope that you guys enjoyed the chapter, I hope to make a lot more, however I will also be continuing my other fanfic, Diablo A New Time, on the side as well so if you like Diablo and Harry potter, go check it out.
Next time: Next time Jack Trade will go to the acadamy and learn where he belongs in it, and a character will make an appearance in it, someone who should be dead. Have a good one!