Prologue
Truly Outcasts
A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away..
STAR WARS: NEW AGE
EPISODE I: THE GRAY PATH
The galaxy has never truly been at peace, but it has also never been closer than when the Inquisition took over. Born from the ashes of the Empire and First Order, the Inquisition held one difference over their heads than their predecessors. This ideal led to the extermination of Force-users, both Sith and Jedi. With no more users of the spiritual lifeblood of the galaxy, the Inquisition placed any and all materials of the Jedi and Sith hidden deep from possibly prying eyes. The head of the Inquisition, Supreme Inquisitor Jarell, ruled the galaxy until he was assassinated eighteen years later, replaced by his son Garruf.
What most people didn't know was that Garruf himself had used the Force, after having both stumbled upon the knowledge and thus taught himself, to kill his father. Garruf had realized his father was corrupt and thought he could rule better, but his use of the Force only caused him to walk down the dark path of the Sith. After seeing her husband change in front of her eyes, Garruf's wife Adrina ran to get away from the monster her husband was becoming, taking their two-month old daughter Sariana with her. Adrina was fearful that the power of the Force her husband discovered he possessed would exist within Sariana, and thus hid her away as far from Garruf and the Inquisition as she could.
Meanwhile, a former Jedi named Elias Nekron was hunted down on Corellia, working honestly on a trading frigate to support his own family, a year old son Nicklas and a two month old daughter named Laurana. Left otherwise on their own, the children were left at a local orphanage. This is the story of the eternal battle between the Light and the Dark, the Jedi and the Sith, and the bonds that tie people together.
It is time to forge a new path, and this is how it begins. It has currently been thirty-five years since the Inquisition rose to power. The setting is the Core World of Abregado-Rae, the last place anyone in the Inquisition would begin to look for Force-users...
Abregado-Rae..
Eighteen year old Nicklas Nekron sighed as he gave his ship a tune up, the hydrospanner in his hand humming as he worked. "Hey, El? Try the navicomputer again. Should be up."
He wiped his forehead as he heard his copilot call back to him. Nick closed his eyes and felt the faint signal of his sister Laurana, now seventeen. She had been kidnapped from the orphanage the two had lived in until Nick had worked his way out, buying a ship and pilot's license. That had been twelve years ago. These days, the Corellia-born young man ran shipments between the worlds outside of the Core, with some odd jobs from the Inquisition when the need for money truly arose. His ship, named the Force Phantom, was a somewhat older model, a Corellian Engineering 1080 Freighter. The ship itself was the first of a new line of ships, also being an upgraded version of the now-antiquated Ghtroc 720. Its size was somewhat bigger than the 720, with more cargo space and even a lounge on an added second tier, complete with viewport windows and HoloNet receiver.
When Nick had turned seventeen, he had gone and taken the tests he needed in order to pilot a ship. The ability him and his sister shared helped, but Nick hadn't really needed it. After passing the test perfectly, even better than veteran pilots did, the orphanage had went and bought the ship for him, despite its large hundred thousand credit price tag. In the thirteen months since, Nick and Elliot- who had been Nick's closest friend since childhood in the orphanage, had been slowly modifying the ship. Currently, they had upgraded the standard hyperdrive to a .75 system, they had added two autofiring double laser cannons and installed them and the stock cannon onto turret mounts for more control if they got into a firefight. The jamming array had been installed just after Nick had received the ship, they had gotten the permit allowing them to install the regenerating shields and had reinforced the bulkhead because you could never be too careful these days.
The duo had installed both a medical bay and cryogenic chamber just in case things really went to shit. Docking clamps had been installed on either side of the ship, and they had even gone out of their way to rescue a set of four astromech droids and turned them into an emergency droid repair team. They were almost done, but it was the little and sometimes most expensive things left on the list.
"Everything's working fine. You got any idea where Laurana is yet? That freaky mind-thing telling you anything?" Elliot asked as he walked over to the engineering station.
Nicklas signed. "I've told you a hundred times, its not an exact science, whatever it is. I can just feel her. But, I can't pinpoint it yet. I do know she's somewhere in the Outer Rim, maybe a little further."
"Well, we don't have any commissioned jobs, so you want me to set the navicomputer for somewhere in the Outer Rim?"
"Set it to Dagobah. We'll figure it out from there."
"Dagobah? Really? Why would we go to a planet literally covered in swamps?"
"There's something drawing me there. I can't explain it. Just set the coordinates. I want my sister back. It's been twelve years."
"Alright, I'm going. But only because you're not the only one who wants her back." Elliot smirked as he turned and began walking away.
"I'm going to prep the speeder." Nick said, making his way to the port cargo hold where the two kept a landspeeder and speeder bike in case they needed to travel while planetside.
Meanwhile, Utapau..
A seventeen year old girl sat on the edge of one of Utapau's many sinkholes, her eyes closed while feeling the only truly familiar presence beginning to move towards her location. "Nick.." Pushing herself up and back from the edge, she bumped into another girl her age. Where Laurana had black hair and brown eyes, this girl had blood-red hair and amethyst-colored eyes. The other girl also stood a good three inches taller than Laurana's five foot three, and it always caused a bit of jealousy between the two although they were practically inseparable. "Oh, Sariana, I'm so sorry! I didn't know you were right there." Laurana apologized, bowing slightly.
Seventeen year old Sariana Prinall giggled. "Laurana, its perfectly fine. I felt you were out here and figured you had just stopped to think. Everything okay?" Sariana had the same abilities that Laurana and her brother had, even though they were oblivious to the importance of the powers.
Laurana grinned widely. "Better than okay, Saria. My brother is finally coming to find me. After these last twelve years, I was beginning to lose hope he'd even try."
"With how he protected you when you were both little? There's no way he would have forgotten you, Laura. At least you still have family left. My mother died right before she left me here and she never told me anything about my father, so it's not like I have a connection to him."
Seeing her friend upset hurt Laurana. So, she hugged the taller girl. "Don't worry, Saria. You're like my sister, I'd never leave you alone. When my brother comes, I'll make sure he takes you with us. Hell, all three of us have these abilities, so maybe together we can all figure them out."
Sariana smiled. "You really think so?"
"Of course. Nick is one of the most caring people I know. I was always the one with the attitude problem as a kid. Still do, when those bastards order me around after our hours are over."
"Yeah well, they deserve it. They are slave drivers. They only use us because we keep the animals calm as they go in to kill them for the valuable parts." Nodding, Laurana scowled. "But come on, let's get back to camp."
Laurana and Sariana began walking back to the hunters' camp, oblivious to the presence that watched them from afar. The hooded figure ran a gloved arm on the trunk of a nearby tree. "They are strong, but unfocused and untrained." He said before using the Force to jump high into the branches of the trees.
Inquisition Headquarters, Star Destroyer Bane..
A robed woman entered the throne room of Garruf Jarell, or as he called himself these days Darth Lumino and knelt before him. "Supreme Inquisitor, you asked to see me?"
"Yes, my apprentice. There has been a disturbance in the Force, one I particularly do not care to stand for. There is a powerful presence in the Force on Utapau. Go and retrieve whoever possesses this power and bring them to me. They shall be useful to me. Bring a squad of troopers with you, but I want hem alive."
"Of course, master. I will depart immediately." Said the Dark apprentice as she rushed out of the room to don her battle armor and prepare the shuttle she would take on her mission.
Thirteen Standard Hours Later, Aboard the Force Phantom..
Nick looked out of the viewport window in the upper lounge, surfing the HoloNet for any news he thought worth hearing. Other than the usual political bullshit, he saw something about the Inquisition. The short video stated that several standard hours earlier, a shuttle had departed from the Supreme Inquisitor's own ship, the Bane. Supposedly, the Inquisition's leader found out about a possible threat and sent one of his own personal guard to stop it. The personal guard was made up of thirteen supposedly powerful individuals known together as the High Knights. Rumors had spread over the years that the High Knights as well as the Supreme Inquisitor wielded weapons known to be illegal outside of the leaders' personal circle. Another part of the news was the High Knight was on their way to the Outer Rim to a planet called Utapau.
"Yo," Called Elliot's voice over the intercom system. "We're about to jump back to real space. Landing in fifteen."
"Alright, thanks, El." Nick said, getting up from the couch. Suddenly, he froze as something he'd never experienced occurred.
A hooded man fighting a woman in black armor, two swords of purple and red light clashing. "The Inquisition won't win! The Sith are always put back down into obscurity." Says the man as he parried another blow.
"And the Jedi are all but extinct!" Sneered the woman as she thrust forward with her red blade. "What do you expect those children to do? They haven't even known what the Force is for more than a few weeks, old man!"
The older man parried again and thrust forward with his own purple saber. "They may just be children compared to you or I, Tierra, but those children have more raw potential than even your Supreme Inquisitor has. I have faith that they will be able to defeat you, Garruf and the entire Inquisition."
'Tierra' laughed. "And how do you expect them to find the Opposition if I kill you right here?!"
"Faith and hope are two of the most powerful things in the galaxy. You and the rest of your Sith brethren would do best to realize that." As the man brought his blade down extinguished, Tierra sliced across the man's body, the red sword only hitting cloth as the man's robe fell to the ground, devoid of a body...
The scene changed. Now Nick and a girl he didn't recognize stood at the viewport in the Force Phantom's lounge. "Nick, don't worry."
"And why shouldn't I worry?! She's my sister! Your supposed best friend! I already lost her for twelve years."
"Yes, and you got her back once, you can do so again. Remember what Master Jiang told us. 'Embrace your emotions, but do not let them control you'." The girl said, wrapping her arm around Nick's waist. "You're the most in control out of the few of us, so you can't lose faith that Laurana is alright."
Nick sighed, nodding. "Thank you. I really don't know what I would do if we hadn't brought you along on Utapau." Another fade...
Another change. Now, Nick was holding a silver glowing blade as it clashed with a red one belonging to an important-looking man. "The Force is indeed strong in you. But, I fear, not enough to stop me." Said the man.
"I don't care whether I have the power to stop you, because as long as I have hope, the Dark Side can't win! Even within myself!" Nick threw his palm out as purple lightning flew out, stunning the other man...
Suddenly, Nick was back in the present, with Elliot shaking his shoulder. "You alright, man? You looked like you were having a Spice trip."
Nick shook his head. "Yeah, I'm good. Just got caught up in my own head. Have we landed?" When Elliot nodded, so did he. "Alright then. I'll come back soon. I can feel that presence much better now, and it isn't that far."
Elliot nodded once again. "Alright, but be careful. Dagobah can be a dangerous place if you're not careful, you know."
"When am I not careful? We have illegal shit on the ship most of the time, and we get by just fine." Nick walked out of the lounge, leaving Elliot standing there, shaking his head.
Around half a standard hour later, Nick stopped the speeder in front of a small hut that had been abandoned for quite some time. Making his way inside, he noticed everything inside the hut was sized for someone the height of a child. He felt the pull of whatever power had brought him to the Dagobah system coming from what looked like a pantry.
Feeling around, he took a small box out and examined it. It looked ancient, even older than the hut was. Opening the lid carefully as to not break it. Inside the box he found a silver mechanical tube he partially recognized from the visions he'd had back on the ship. Finding a button on the side, he pressed it and jumped back a couple of feet as a silver blade of light appeared. "Huh. I wonder what these things are." Extinguishing it, he turned and almost screamed as he saw a ghostly figure.
The spirit was glowing a dim blue, and it stood up to Nick's thigh. "About time it is, for you to come here." It said, smiling.
"You know of me?" Nick asked. "But I am nothing but an orphan."
The figure chuckled. "Most important, those who are orphans are. I foresaw you coming here back in the days of the Empire."
"But.. What makes me so important?"
"Know not, I do. But have the Force, you do."
"Force? What is that?" He asked, remembering the vision he'd had.
"My place to tell you, that is not. But know that old master Yoda will check on you from time to time." With that, the figure faded from sight. Sighing, Nick clipped the strange weapon to his belt and began going back to the ship.
Same Time, Utapau..
Laurana bolted awake in her cot, breathing heavily from the dream she had. Like the last few nights, however, she remembered everything.
Laurana was seated in a small room with no windows and blindingly white walls, her hands tied behind her back. A man walked in, regality showing in his appearance. "You are very powerful, young lady. I have been looking for power such as yours for some time." He said, a smirk on his face.
"What do you want with me? I have done nothing to you!" Laurana replied, gritting her teeth.
"Maybe, but I do not believe in allowing the chance you may yet do something against my rule. However, if you join me, you shall have unlimited power and rule the Galaxy by my side."
"Never!" Laurana said as the man held his hand on her head, penetrating her mind as she screamed...
The scene shifted to her now fighting against several people, all of them including Laurana holding glowing red blades. Laurana parried a strike only to have to sidestep another, all the while the man watched them in the background...
Another scene change, now to Laurana, with eerie yellow eyes fighting against someone she couldn't identify until she had struck them down. Looking upon their face, Laurana screamed in rage at the face of her brother before she woke up...
Fuck, She thought. Why am I seeing these things? Bringing her knees up to her chest, she sobbed.
Outside the camp, Sariana sat near one of the pits, thinking about her own visions that had woken her up...
Sariana stood with a young man she didn't recognize, looking out at the stars from a viewport on a starship. "Are you sure you're okay with all this?" She asked.
The man gave her a half-smile. "Yeah, I'm alright. It's just a lot to take in. We'll find Laurana, I can still sense her through the Force."
"But what if the Inquisition does something to her? I guess I'm just worried she won't be the same Laurana we've both known."
"She's already different than when we were kids. Whatever happens, we'll take care of it." Was all he said as that particular scene began to fade...
The scene changed. Now, she stood on a walkway suspended above countless machines, a man standing before her. "You look so much like your mother." He stated, making Sariana take a step back.
"How do you know my mother?" Her voice trembled.
The man laughed. "Of course you wouldn't recognize the man who gave you your name, Sariana," A sense of dread gnawed at the girl as she ignited a sword made of purple light. "Surely you're smart enough to figure it out, child. I am your father." Sariana had to block an incoming thrust as the man flew forward almost too fast for her to follow.
"That's impossible! My mother would have told me my father was an evil power-hungry madman!" Suddenly, the young man from the earlier scene appeared, blocking the red blade with a silver one he held. "Nick?"
"Stay back, Saria. He's only trying to egg you on. Let me take care of this."
"But.. Laurana.."
"She only thought she killed me. Would have, too, if not for this armor you had me pick up on Zonama Sekot." He turned to their shared enemy. "You'll pay for what you did to my sister!" He vowed as he rushed the older man...
A new scene formed once again, this time of her laying in a bed, Nick above her leaning in close. She smiled as she ran her hand down his cheek, where a still-pink scar now showed, a 'gift' from her 'father'. "Does it still hurt?" She asked him.
Nick shook his head. "Not really. It doesn't hurt when I'm with you, Sariana." Something about the way he said her name made a shiver run down her spine. "You know, the most powerful Jedi have all gone over to the Dark Side because of the people they hold dear to them. Are you sure you want me to so this?" He asked as one of his hands ran themselves down the length of her body, making her bite her lip.
"Nicklas Celondia Nekron, I have never been so sure of something in my eighteen years of life. And, remember, we're not typical Jedi, mister Purple Lightning," She giggled. "Tomorrow, we can begin searching for Laurana. She may just need time to figure herself out. For tonight, you're all mine." And before Nick could reply, they had met in a kiss before the scene changed again...
Now, her and Nick stood at a computer panel on what looked like a ship. "Nick, do you know what you're even doing?" She asked him, arms crossed as she looked down the hallway they were in to both sides.
"No, not entirely. But, if I can activate something to stop the Supernova Cannon, anything to even just postpone all use, then the Galaxy won't be blown out of existence." That was the end of the vision as Sariana had woken up at that point...
What does it all mean? She asked herself as she felt Laurana sit beside her. Looking at her best friend, Sariana could see she had been crying. "What happened, Laura?" She asked, putting her arm around Laurana's shoulder.
"I've been having these horrible dreams lately. I haven't been able to sleep right for days. Always the same things. Me getting tortured by a man in black armor, then me fighting against a group of people, all of us armed with red glowing swords and then I.. I kill my brother, Saria!"
Sariana's eyes widened as she realized they were both having some form of visions, and one of her own connected to Laurana's. "Laura.. I'm having them too. Don't worry, everything will be alright. I won't let anyone take you, and neither will Nick."
Laurana looked at her. "How did you.. I never told you my brother's name."
"Y.. Yeah, I know. The things I'm seeing in my dreams.. They focus more on Nick and I than anything else, really." She could feel the heat rising in her face. "It seemed like we became very close."
Laurana's looked at her best friend slyly. "Oh really? Was he at least doing well?"
"Seemed to be. I think we were on his own ship, a freighter. But, other than one particular scene, all I know is that he was still most worried about you." She didn't dare mention Laurana being mentioned as fighting and having possibly killed Nick herself.
"Wow, a pilot, huh? I guess that would.. Oh no."
"What's wrong?" Sariana asked, seeing the look of terror pass on her friends' face.
"Someone's coming, a sinister power. We need to hide." Getting up, both girls went to find someplace to hide.
Meanwhile, Nick had gotten off of the Force Phantom a mile or so away from the slave camp. "El, something's wrong. There's a malevolent presence nearby, and its getting closer to Laurana's. I'm going to hurry on ahead, make sure this ship is ready to fly as soon as I get back." He called into the ship as he began running towards the camp.
Upon reaching the area he felt Laurana's, he became aware of a second powerful presence. He looked around, but saw no one around. "Laurana? Sis, where are you?"
One of the scattered cots lifted, revealing his sister, much older than he last saw her. "Nick? Is that you?"
"Yes, it is. Come on, my ship is ready to take off, we have to go now.." His voice trailed as he saw the mystery girl from his vision above Dagobah.
"Leaving so soon?" Came a voice from behind Nick. Turning around, he saw a woman in a black robe, a weapon like the one he had attained on Dagobah in her hand. "I don't think so." Igniting her blade, a deep crimson in color, she rushed Nick faster than he had though possible.
He unclipped his own weapon and ignited it just in time to block her strike. "Oh, a silver saber? That is a rare treat indeed. Maybe I'll bring you back to my master instead. You're pretty powerful. The Force is indeed strong in you."
"I don't know what this Force is, but if it means feeling as evil as you, then no thanks." Without completely thinking, Nick pushed his hand out, which caused a sort of shockwave to occur that made the girl who attacked him hurtle backwards into a tree, her body crumpling. Looking at his hand in shock, Nick felt a hand grip his shoulder lightly and, looking, saw Laurana's friend at his side.
"Nick, please. We have to go, now. Otherwise, we won't be able to save Laurana here." Nodding as her words hit home, Nick and the two girls began running in the direction of the Force Phantom.
"Uh, Nick? We have a situation here," Came Elliot's voice over Nick's comlink. "There's a guy here who says he's meant to come with us."
"Wait, what? Hold on, did he give a name?" Nick asked back while not sacrificing any speed while getting back to the ship.
"Yes, actually. He said his name was Master Fyaruk Jiang. Ring any Bells?"
Nick was reminded of his vision back on the ship. Remember what Master Jiang said.. He looked at Laurana's friend for a split second before answering Elliot. "It does, actually. Bring him to the guest quarters and get right back into the cockpit. We should be there in just a few minutes."
"Alright, I just hope you know what you're doing." Elliot said before the line went dead.
Just a few quick minutes later, the trio had arrived at the Force Phantom. Nick stood at the ramp, ushering the girls inside. However, just as Laurana was about to board, her body froze, and suddenly flew backward into the treeline, screams of "Nick!" present as she disappeared.
"Laurana!" Nick yelled as he started running back into the forest, only to be stopped by the hand of an older man, probably hailing from a world like Phindar or possibly although highly unlikely, Mandalore.
"We cannot do anything right now, young one. Your sister must be taken by the Sith if you or any other new Jedi are to remain safe. I know you have been searching for her, oh so long, but this is the way things must be. You will have your chance to help her soon enough, but right now we must make haste to Taivas."
Groaning, Nick turned away from the planet and closed the boarding ramp. "What the hell is so important on Taivas?! As far as anyone knows, that planet is a ghost just like Zonama Sekot, never staying in one place for long. I just abandoned my fucking sister!"
Nick was about to grab the old man when the older man swept his hand across Nick's face, causing him to fall to the ground, unconscious. "I hope you can forgive me one day, but the fate of the Force and the balance must be restored. Or, if things truly work out how I believe I can make them, the balance can be maintained by one or the other." He picked him up and handed him to Elliot. "Bring him up to the upper lounge, I can set the coordinates for Taivas myself. You, young one," He motioned at Sariana. "Go and stay with the young master. You two have an intertwined destiny." Nodding, Sariana and Elliot both carried Nick up to the upper lounge.
Several minutes later, Elliot rejoined the old man in the cockpit. "You know, for a fossil, you're looking pretty good."
"And whatever could you mean by that?" Asked the older man, smiling.
"Don't play stupid. I realize, even with the taboo on it, that you're a Jedi, and I know that Nick and Laurana both have the ability to use the Force. From what I've read, though, there are no more Jedi left."
"Do you believe everything you read? Yes, the Jedi were thrown into obscurity when the Inquisition rose, but not every Jedi was killed off. Take your friends for example. Their father was a powerful Jedi, and both of them are incredibly powerful in their own right. There is more at stake than just young Laurana. In fact, the galaxy as a whole is in terrible danger, and only a new generation of Jedi have any chance to save it."
"But how do you know the galaxy is in danger? It may not be ideal, but the Inquisition has kept us all in a state of relative peace."
"The Force screams out for help. It exists everywhere, but it never gives you the most straightforward answer. If you value your friends, then you must trust me, that's all I ask."
Elliot sighed. "Alright, I guess that works. So, where exactly are we going? Since you know where this ghost of a world is currently hiding."
"We have to jump into the Unknown Region. That's all I am technically allowed to tell anyone outside of fellow Force-users." With that, Elliot set the ship to jump to hyperspace.
Onboard the Parliament..
Laurana opened her eyes to a small room, with the woman who had attacked her, Sariana and Nick staring at her. "You really weren't much of a challenge to capture. No wonder the Supreme Inquisitor wanted you and not either of the other two."
"What do you mean? There's no reason anyone should want to kidnap me! I've done nothing wrong."
"That may be, but it is not my place to say. For now, get comfortable. We will arrive at the Inquisitor's Headquarters sometime tomorrow." The woman sneered maliciously. "You're in for a rude awakening once we're there and you're in the hands of the Supreme Inquisitor." With that, the mysterious woman left the room, leaving a sobbing Laurana by herself.
Force Shadow, Upper Lounge..
Nick opened his eyes and saw he was in the upper lounge of the ship. Sitting up, he saw Laurana's companion from Utapau sitting a few feet away, looking at him with a mix of expressions Nick couldn't pinpoint. "Hi." Was all he could really think of to say, his hatred of himself not being able to save his sister not allowing him to think straight otherwise.
"Hi, Nick. You okay?" She asked him.
Nick tilted his head. "Yeah, I guess I am. But, how do you know my name?"
The girl smiled. "Mostly Laurana, really. Otherwise my dreams as of late. I keep seeing the two of us here, in this lounge just talking." Nick nodded his head in understanding. "And my name is Sariana Prinall. Laurana and I are like sisters, so your disappointment at not being able to save her down on Utapau is something I understand.. Especially with other parts of my dreams."
Nick furrowed his eyebrows. "Wait, what do you mean by that?"
Sariana frowned, sighing. "In my dreams, you were fighting someone, I think it was the Supreme Inquisitor, but only because you saved me from him. And.. I had been scared because I thought that you had been killed by Laurana. I don't like dwelling on those parts of the dreams."
"I see.. Then it makes it more important that we find Laurana, before something like that happens."
As Sariana was about to reply, another voice sounded. "You are correct, but things like Force visions are some of the hardest things to change." Said the older man from earlier.
Looking over at the turbolift, Nick's inner turmoil boiled over once again. "And what do you know? Huh? Just what the fuck is this Force I keep hearing about?"
"I know much more than you do, young one. My name is Fyaruk Jiang, and I am one of the last remaining Jedi left in the galaxy. Now, are you going to let your anger get the better of you, or will you listen to what I have to tell you?"
"Jedi? There's no way, the Jedi are nothing more than a myth."
"That is only what the Inquisition would have everyone believe, even while their leader is none other than a Sith. I'll ask again: will you listen to what I would like to tell you?"
Nick sighed, trying to calm himself down. However, his nerves truly calmed down as Sariana carefully placed her hand on top of his. "Fine, old man. I'll listen, but I'm still pissed as hell at you."
Jiang chuckled. "Very well. Listen well, for it is a long tale. Now, the leader of the Inquisition goes by the name of Garruf Jarell. His father, the founder of the Inquisition, banned all teachings of the way of the Force, killing off every Jedi in the galaxy before hiding away the knowledge of both Jedi and their mortal enemy the Sith. Garruf, as a young man not much older than you both, found the teachings and trained himself, ultimately killing his father with the same abilities the late Inquisitor had thought would never come back to the galaxy. Your father, Nicklas Nekron, was a powerful Jedi, and it was only by miracle that you and your sister stayed off of Garruf's radar as long as you did.
"Now, the Force is something that is undescribable for the most part. It is the essence of all life in the galaxy. But, it is split between the Light wielded by Jedi and the Dark utilized by the Sith. The Jedi believe that being at peace with their emotions gives them more power than the Sith, while the Sith use their emotions and passion to give themselves power, and usually always fall to their hunger for power.
"Since Garruf's rise to power, I have been trying to find any young Force-sensitive young people to help form the now much needed new Jedi Order, which brought me to Utapau as I sensed both your sister and young Sariana here. I would like to offer you both training to use the powerful latent abilities you both possess in order to finally take down the Inquisition and restore balance to the galaxy. Hence why we are going to Taivas, to the ancient Hidden Jedi temple."
"But why let Laurana get taken, then? If I have the Force, then she does too, and that can only be bad news since the Supreme Inquisitor will have her soon enough."
"This is true. Unfortunately, due to the nature of my own Force visions, this is the way events must occur for the moment. You will have more than enough chances to save your sister. But, first, I must train you to be able to stand a chance against the High Knights and the Supreme Inquisitor."
"Alright, I can understand that. I don't like it, but I understand nonetheless. But, how do you expect two of us to stand a chance against the whole of the Inquisition? In my Force vision or whatever, I saw you die."
"Yes, well. You two are not the last two Force-sensitive people I have sensed. There are more, of which the Inquisition has no knowledge. But, I will not be teaching you the traditional Jedi teachings. I believe, as do many of the past Jedi, that it is time a new era of Jedi arise. Jedi whose emotions help keep them balanced, all the while bolstering their skills. A sort of Gray Jedi, if you will. Jedi who use not only the Light, but the Dark in order to combat the foes Jedi of old couldn't stop."
"By past Jedi, you wouldn't happen to mean a small guy that looks a bit like an elf, would you? Probably lived on Dagobah?" Nick asked.
"Ah, master Yoda. It doesn't surprise me he showed himself to you, but yes. He also gifted you that lightsaber you have clipped to your belt, the ancient Silver blade, did he not?"
Nick unclipped the weapon and handed it to Jiang. "A lightsaber? That explains the look of it, at least. But what's so special or ancient about it? Yoda only told me he had been keeping it specifically for me."
"The silver lightsaber contains the rarest color crystal in the galaxy other than black. It was said that whomever forged the silver lightsaber had incredible power within the Force, and the unstable nature of the crystal required seventy-two hours instead of the twenty-four regularly required to forge a lightsaber. All anyone knew about that saber is that someone with incredible control would be able to wield it to it's full potential."
Nick sighed. "I didn't want any of this. I just wanted to rescue my sister and show her the galaxy, making a life for ourselves. But, as circumstances would have it, I'll just have to go along with this training. What did I do to that woman on Utapau?"
"Some simple telekinesis, actually. Utilizing the Force, you caused a small controlled shockwave that can fling your opponents back. Even without training, you were able to use a technique that some apprentices have trouble with. There exist Jedi that can sense things with the Force, but are unable to use abilities such as this. But remember, you must control and embrace your emotions, not let them control you. Now, Taivas hides itself deep in the Unknown Regions, and once we are there, the ionized space around the planet will hide all signatures of the Force, thus we will be safe from the Inquisition."
Nick nodded. "Alright. I'd like to talk to Sariana alone for a bit, if you don't mind Master Jiang." Nodding, the old Jedi left the lounge. "I'm sorry you had to get dragged into this, Sariana."
Sariana squeezed Nick's hand. "Don't be. I chose to be here. What I've seen in my Force visions, I wouldn't change how things will be. We'll find a way to save Laurana, together." Smiling, Nick nodded as he leaned back in the couch. As much as running from the past seemed like what Nick wanted to do, make a name for himself in the galaxy as a famous pilot, it seemed him, Laurana and now Sariana were all just truly outcasts in the grand scheme of things. "Why can't life just be easy for us galactic outcasts?"
"Because then it would be fair," Sariana giggled. "And this way, us outcasts learn more and easier than the prissy inheritance kids."
"True that. I helped protect one of those dummies on Tattooine awhile back, around the time I first got this ship. Guy didn't even know how to hold a pistol, not even a simple vibroblade. Real shame, but he gave me the number of a black market dealer on Malastare, and other than the lack of fighting skills he's pretty cool. He finds us now and then with an odd job or two, and the pay is usually pretty good."
A light creaking was heard on the port side of the ship, followed by the intercom. "Nick, how many people do we know who can find us while in hyperdrive?" Elliot asked.
"Poodoo. Speak of the devil, and he shall appear. There's a washroom just downstairs. Better to look presentable to this guy." He had been speaking first to Sariana, who nodded and hurried to the turbolift. "Hail him and give him clearance. Let's see what Miarlo has for us today, shall we? Especially because we're already busy."
Answered by Elliot cackling, Nicklas made his way to the turbolift. It was already a long day..
A/N: The chapter is complete, and this story can finally be underway. I've had this specific idea in my head for a while, like what if both sides were cut down before a new generation started the fight back up? And yes, there is a rebel force, but they are not to be truly shown for a while yet, although starting members are most likely introduced next chapter. Until next time, please leave a review whether or not you like it so far because either way I'm still going to continue this, but I like criticism.