The blinding light pulsated around his shapeless form. He was confused, yet, at ease. The Force was everywhere, more so than he had ever experienced in his lifetime. An unknown person called to him from somewhere unseen. The voice, which was unfamiliar, yet somewhat comforting, chanted his name.
Anakin… Anakin… Anakin…
The Jedi essence that once belonged to a young man named Anakin Solo turned toward the sound. All he saw was an intense, pure glow that filled the emptiness of this mysterious realm. A hand was placed onto his shoulder. In one smooth motion, Anakin whirled around, moving away from the thing that touched him. The apparition wore the clothing of a Jedi, with the hood of its robe pulled low to conceal its visage. The Jedi-spirit was over a head taller than the boy, and appeared somewhat ominous as it stared into Anakin's form with a hidden gaze.
Who are you? Anakin demanded.
I'm surprised at you, boy.
And why is that? I've never encountered you before.
It is most disappointing that you do not recognize your own relation. Anakin frowned, thinking. The tall Jedi reached up and pulled back his hood, revealing the face of an aging man, with gray hair and friendly features. Anakin, I am your grandfather. This time the voice was metallic and deep. Startled, the youngest Solo sibling widened his eyes in shock. Yes…now you see…
You are… Anakin's tongue froze.
Anakin Skywalker, the former Sith concluded.
Ah, Anakin, we were not expecting you so soon, a voice chirped from behind the elder Anakin. Jedi Master Ikrit scampered onto his shoulder and peered toward the young man.
That's right… Anakin looked downward in disappointment, I guess the prophecy wasn't true…
Don't start thinking that now. Anakin, this isn't over yet. The Yuuzhan Vong have yet to be vanquished, the furry little Jedi curled his tail and sat on his haunches.
But how can I help Tahiri if I'm dead?
That didn't stop Obi-Wan from assisting your uncle, Anakin Skywalker replied.
You are correct. However, Anakin's body remains. Ikrit looked up him, then turned to the younger Anakin. You're not through yet, young one. Much lies ahead for you. The matter of your sister worries me most.
She's headstrong as I was, Anakin paused for a moment. Motivated by the death of a loved one as I had been as well. If the Jedi lose her to the Dark Side, many an innocent being will be destroyed, alongside countless Yuuzhan Vong. Her descent must be stopped.
But how, grandfather?
Don't concern yourself with the why and how at this moment. The time will come for your return, have patience.
Yes, Master Ikrit.
The three luminous beings faded into the light, becoming one with the Force.
Anakin… Anakin… Anakin…
The Jedi essence that once belonged to a young man named Anakin Solo turned toward the sound. All he saw was an intense, pure glow that filled the emptiness of this mysterious realm. A hand was placed onto his shoulder. In one smooth motion, Anakin whirled around, moving away from the thing that touched him. The apparition wore the clothing of a Jedi, with the hood of its robe pulled low to conceal its visage. The Jedi-spirit was over a head taller than the boy, and appeared somewhat ominous as it stared into Anakin's form with a hidden gaze.
Who are you? Anakin demanded.
I'm surprised at you, boy.
And why is that? I've never encountered you before.
It is most disappointing that you do not recognize your own relation. Anakin frowned, thinking. The tall Jedi reached up and pulled back his hood, revealing the face of an aging man, with gray hair and friendly features. Anakin, I am your grandfather. This time the voice was metallic and deep. Startled, the youngest Solo sibling widened his eyes in shock. Yes…now you see…
You are… Anakin's tongue froze.
Anakin Skywalker, the former Sith concluded.
Ah, Anakin, we were not expecting you so soon, a voice chirped from behind the elder Anakin. Jedi Master Ikrit scampered onto his shoulder and peered toward the young man.
That's right… Anakin looked downward in disappointment, I guess the prophecy wasn't true…
Don't start thinking that now. Anakin, this isn't over yet. The Yuuzhan Vong have yet to be vanquished, the furry little Jedi curled his tail and sat on his haunches.
But how can I help Tahiri if I'm dead?
That didn't stop Obi-Wan from assisting your uncle, Anakin Skywalker replied.
You are correct. However, Anakin's body remains. Ikrit looked up him, then turned to the younger Anakin. You're not through yet, young one. Much lies ahead for you. The matter of your sister worries me most.
She's headstrong as I was, Anakin paused for a moment. Motivated by the death of a loved one as I had been as well. If the Jedi lose her to the Dark Side, many an innocent being will be destroyed, alongside countless Yuuzhan Vong. Her descent must be stopped.
But how, grandfather?
Don't concern yourself with the why and how at this moment. The time will come for your return, have patience.
Yes, Master Ikrit.
The three luminous beings faded into the light, becoming one with the Force.
