This is a story of the Old Republic, set six years after the events of KOTOR2. An alternate ending to the Jedi Exile's story, this tells of how the Exile (aka Cadon Salis) and his apprentice rebuild the Jedi Order and battle against the ambitions of a Sith that seeks to make the Exile's apprentice his own and destroy the Jedi for good.

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I first saw her on Nar Shadaa. She was nine years old. I didn't think very much of her back then. Her mother had not paid the Overseer of the Refugees, and she was kidnapped soon afterward. After coming dangerously close to the dark side, I had been doing everything I could to help others, and this was no exception. I agreed to find this girl and see her back to her mother safely.

I made my way to the office of the Overseer, a Quarren known as Saquesh. He informed me that it was his intention to sell the girl, whose name was Adana, to the Hutts on their home planet. When he spoke, I could have sworn he was hiding something, but I ignored it. I easily got him to release Adana by using the Force mind trick. After this, I located her in her holding cell, which was simply a storage room, and returned her to her mother, who showed extreme joy and gratitude that her daughter was returned safely. Little did I know that "safely" was not to last very long.

A few days after this little incident, I had located Master Zez-Kai Ell, after a troublesome visit on Goto's yacht. We had just finished discussing our plan to rendezvous on Dantooine, when two of my newest Jedi assisants, Atton and Brianna, came running up to me. They quickly informed Master Ell and I that the Refugee Sector was under attack. When I told them to quickly make their way to Serroco section, Atton informed me that it was neither Serroco or Saquesh that was attacking- it was the Sith. After Atton told me that the rest of my crew & friends were on their way over, we quickly got into the airspeeder and made our way to the Refugee Sector.

We arrived there to find chaos- sure enough, Sith warriors and a few Dark Lords were wreaking havoc upon the Refugees. Saquesh, the Serroco and other soldiers were busy battling the invaders, but the Sith were fighting back quite well. Drawing our light sabers, we quickly made out way into the heat of battle, cutting down a few warriors that tried to stop us. About forty five minutes pursued, and the skirmish had ended. A Dark Lord, who seemed to have lead the attack, retreated with an (apparent) apprentice and a few remaining Sith. Victory was ours, but it was costly. About twelve innocent refugees lay dead, as well as some Serroco men and a few soldiers. As I made my way around, healing those I could heal, I stumbled upon Nadaa, Adana's mother. She was wounded badly. I attempted to heal her wounds, but many of them were beyond help. I knew she was not far from death.

She grasped my hand, and asked me if I would look after her daughter. Before I could say anything, she gave me a plea, informing me that the Sith had come to Nar Shadaa for Adana, and I was the only one who could protect her. When I asked her what she meant by the Sith coming for Adana, she gave me an even stronger plea, telling me that Saquesh could give me the information I needed. She told me that Adana was hiding in their living quarter, under a large mountain of blankets. Her final words were that Adana needed me, and then Nadaa passed away.

I opened the door to their living quarters and looked around. In the far corner in the back were the blankets that Nadaa spoke of. I went over to the blankets and removed them. Adana screamed and put her hands up in defense, begging me not to hurt her. I told her that the killers were gone, and that she was safe. She got up, and looked around. Within fifteen seconds, Adana hung her head and assumed aloud that her mother had died. She was right, and there was no need in correcting her. I, along with me friends who were behind me, expected hysteria and unquenchable tears, but strangely, the girl simply sighed and asked with uncertainty "What am I going to do now?". I knelt in front of her and said, "Your mother asked me to take you with me. She said that these men came here for you."

"She was right." Adana responded. "I don't know why, they are after me, but during the fight, while we were trying to find a safe place, a man who was wearing a black cloak came up and tried to take my hand. He said I was coming with him. My mother tried to fight him, but one of his men came up and cut her with his vibroblades." She paused for a few moments, processing all of this in her head; then her voice became shaky and rushed. " I… I don't want to stay here! I can't stay here! I know they'll come back, and I can't do anything. You have to help me! You're the only hope I have left! Can I go with you?" She looked up at me with the most frightened and uncertain face I had ever seen, tears silently running down her cheeks. I knew I could not leave this girl here alone. It would mean her death.

I placed my hands on her shoulders. Reassuringly, I told her, "Your mother said that I could protect you. There is a reason that these men are looking for you, and I'm going to find out what it is." I told her. "To answer your question... yes, I am going to take you with me, and I'll make sure that you're safe. This is Brianna, and this is Bao-Dur." I said to her as I pointed out the Handmaiden and the Iridonian. I instructed the two of them, "See this young lady safely to the Ebon Hawk. Atton and I will join you shortly, and we'll leave immediately. We don't need the Sith coming after us."

Brianna extinguished her double-bladed lightsaber, as did Bao-Dur. Telling her that everything would be all right, Brianna gently put her arm around Adana, and they made their way to the airspeeder.

"Atton, there's something that we need to find out from Saquesh." I said, looking up to the window to the office, where Saquesh was talking to his men. We made our way up to the Overseer, just as his men started to leave. With a frustrated sigh, he asked me "You again? What do you want this time?"

I quickly ignited my single-bladed lightsaber, its blue blade burning fiercely. Using the Force, I moved a table in front of the doors, barricading them. I pointed my lightsaber at Saquesh and warned him, "Don't even think about calling your men in- that will be your death." He nodded.

"All right, Saquesh." I said. "There is something you did not tell me about Adana. What is the story with the young girl?"

"Adana? I have no idea what you're talking abo-" he was quickly cut of by a flash of yellow- that yellow was Atton's lightsaber being pointed at him. "You'd better tell the truth, Saquesh." he growled.

"Very well." Saquesh resigned. "When I kidnapped Adana, it was not for the Hutts. A Sith Lord, one known as Darth Vulgan, agreed to pay me fifty thousand credits for the girl. He said that he had been here before in secret, and had felt the Force flowing strongly through the girl. How could I say no to fifty thousand credits? And when they found out that I had released her, Vulgan said that he was coming to Nar Shadaa to get her himself. There was nothing I could have done! I'm lucky to be alive myself!"

"Look at the chaos they brought on this place, Saquesh! Is it worth the credits now?" I demanded. Saquesh stared at me blankly. He wasn't used to being lectured or chastised. With a sigh, I muttered "It's no matter. I've taken Adana into my care, and we're leaving shortly. Now, if you have any dispute with this, I'm sure our lightsabers can speak for us. And since you're the Overseer, and since you made a deal with the Sith, it's your problem if they return. I suggest you get more soliders if that should happen."

Saquesh didn't protest, but let us go on our way. Even though it angered him, he knew we were right. We quickly departed from Nar Shadda, heading to Dantooine. It took a few days, but Adana quickly warmed up to us, as we warmed up to her. Kreia, of course, was irritated with her presence, but I simply stated that I would not leave a child as young as her alone, vulnerable to the Sith. The crew and myself told Adana to keep away from Kreia, that she was simply a grumpy elderly woman.

As the weeks went by, and as we made our way from one planet to another, it became apparent that Adana was clearly fascinated by the ways of the Jedi. She watched in awe as we each practiced lightsaber duels with each other, meditated, and used the Force. She told us of how she had always been interested in the Jedi, how she used to listen closely to the stories of the Jedi that travelers would tell, and how she was fascinated when she met us. That was not all though. Much more than that, we also began to notice the Force flowing through Adana. Every day, we'd feel it stronger and stronger within her.

It also didn't take long before Kreia confronted me, telling me that the reason that this Darth Vulgan wanted Adana, was because she was, indeeed, strong in the Force, and he believed that he could make a powerful apprentice out of her. Kreia suggested something that I never expected out of her- she stated that the dark side was in Adana's future, and that I should either kill her or leave her on another planet. I, however, had something else in mind.

I went to the communications room, where I saw Adana sitting in a chair. She was holding and studying my lightsaber. "Adana." I called out. She looked up, and a look of embarrassment followed, afraid I would be upset with her for handling a lightsaber. "I'm sorry, Cadon. I didn't mean to mess with… I…I…"

"It's all right, Adana." I told her as I walked to the chair beside her and seated myself. "Adana, there's something I need to talk to you about, and it's very important that you listen." She nodded her head and I continued. "These people that were after you on Nar Shadaa are called the Sith. They're the-"

"The enemies of the Jedi." she answered. "The ones who use the evil side of the Force."

"You're right." I said. "And there's a reason that they are after you... you are very strong in the Force." Her eyes widened when I said that. That was something she was not expecting to hear. I continued, "And there is a Sith Lord that wants to find you and make you his apprentice."

"What! A Sith apprentice! I'll never do that!" Adana said. "Never!"

"That's good to hear. However, it will not stop him from looking for you. He and the rest of the Sith are going to keep looking for you, and they won't give up until they find you."

"Then we need to do something, Cadon!" Adana exclaimed, almost in frustration.

"You're right about that." I answered. "And I have an idea on what to do."

"What is it?" Adana asked.

I asked her, "I can train you to become a Jedi. Would you like for me to do that?"

Her face brightened, and she smiled the biggest smile I'd seen on her face since she came with us. "Do you mean it? You'll train me?"

"Absolutely." I responded, putting my hand on her shoulders. "Now listen, Adana. Becoming a Jedi is hard work, and it won't be an easy task. But when you do become a Jedi, all of the hard work will pay off. Together, you and I can stop this Sith from taking you... and I sense that as a Jedi, you can make a big difference in the fate of the Jedi Order. "

"I'm a hard worker." Adana replied with strong sincerity. "And I'll do anything I can to help the Jedi Order, especially all of you. I know I'd be dead if you and your friends hadn't taken me. Besides... secretly, I've always wanted to be a Jedi.".

"Then we have no time to lose." I told her with a smile. We began training that very same day.

That was six years ago. She's come a long way since then.

Cadon Salis came out of his train of thought as he watched his fifteen year old apprentice. They had been through much together, and he was reminiscing the past few years as his apprentice was now constructing her first lightsaber. He had trained her for six years now, showing her the ways of the Force. Like him, she was a Jedi Guardian, and easily mastered the art of lightsaber combat. He watched as Adana carefully put all the parts together. Once she was done, she turned around, carefully holding the hilt. She ignited it, the blade shining a bright blue from its cyan crystal.

"Excellent work, Adana." Cadon complimented as Adana firmly grasped the hilt in her hands. "Now, let's see how well you handle your first lightsaber."

With that, Cadon flipped the switches on two HK droids that were standing nearby. These droids had been in the Ebon Hawk for the past week, but Adana had no idea why. Now she knew- they were a test for this particular time. The two droids brought up their blaster rifles and fired. Adana quickly blocked the beams that came from the rifles. She quickly moved to one droid and swung her lightsaber, cutting the droid in half. She spun around and swung again, decapitating the remaining droid. As it fell, another shot came out of the blaster, but it was quickly blocked by the lightsaber once more. Adana paused and then extinguished the blade.

"So, that's why you bought those droids." Adana said to her master.

"Yes, and you did well." Cadon responded. "Fortunately, the droids were from a man who wanted to get rid of them quickly, so he gave me both of them for 40 credits. I figured that was a good way to test out your saber."

Adana chuckled and put her lightsaber on her belt. She told Cadon she was going to do some meditating and made her way to the Ebon Hawk's dormitory. Cadon went to the cockpit and sat beside Atton. When he had defeated Darth Traya, Cadon left Adana with Atton for some time and attempted to venture into the Unknown Regions in search of Revan. However, the trip was short lived, and after eight months, he returned and reunited with Atton and his apprentice. Together, they had been rebuilding the Jedi Order ever since. True, they had been in touch with the rest of their friends- Mira, Visas, Bao-Dur, Brianna- all of them had been contributing to rebuilding the Order, but Cadon knew that with Adana, things would become much easier. He sensed greatness within her, and he believed that she could- no, would- be a great help in reforming the Jedi Order.

But of course, there was the fact that Darth Vulgan was still out there, looking for them, and that would be a block in their plans. Since the time that Adana had joined them, they encountered Vulgan only one time on Ryloth, in which Cadon had defeated Vulgan's apprentice at that time. That had been three years ago, and they had not heard anything from the Sith Lord since. BUt they all knew he was still plotting to locate Adana.

"So, has she finished?" Atton inqured, referring to Adana and her lightsaber.

"Yes, just a minute or two ago." was Cadon's response.

"And how did she handle the droids?"

"Cut them both down in under fifteen seconds."

"Not bad for a first test. I can tell that it's gonna be nice having another skilled Jedi with us" Atton said. Since Cadon returned from his search for Revan, the three of them had been travelling together. They kept in touch with the others, but each of them stayed on the planet of their choice, doing whatever they could on that planet to rebuild the Jedi. "We're almost ready to jump to lightspeed, by the way." Atton added.

They were currently headed to Nar Shadaa to meet up with Marr. Visas had been living there for a few months now, after spending some time treading her homeworld of Katarr. In the time that she was on Nar Shadaa, Visas had gained some information about a few Jedi Knights that were rumored to be on Nar Shadaa, and they had agreed to help her search for them.

However, this would be Adana's first time back on Nar Shadaa ever since the Sith killed her mother and attempted to take her. Adana was strong, but even Cadon did not know how she would react to being there. There was only one way to find out, though. They would be at Nar Shadaa within a few days.


Well, there's the first chapter. I had been deciding on what I could do for a Star Wars fanfic for some time, and the idea came to me as I played KOTOR2. I decided to put more story into the character of Adana. Hopefully it's not too bad of a story.