Authors note: Hello. I've, one again, done a remake of chapter one. I've learned a lot about writing since I started this over a year ago, so I'm hoping by applying some of this I can retain more readers in the future. It's mostly grammatical and stylistic stuff like separating paragraphs when a new person speaks. I also realized some stuff I wrote made it seem like Jayden had just recently landed on Remnant, even though he'd been there for ten years, longer then he'd been in his original Galaxy. I'm working on most of the chapters, I'm up to chapter five now, hopefully I'll get more done soon. Well, please enjoy the remake and PLEASE LEAVE COMMENTS!

PROLOGUE: Knight-fall

Every city in the galaxy has a skyline. Even Coruscant, the Capitol of the Galactic Republic. And on that night, ten years ago, that skyline was on fire. People looked out from there apartment terraces and their speeders and from the streets below as thousands upon thousands of clone troopers poured into the temple of the Jedi order and did the unimaginable. They killed the Jedi, guardians of the Galactic Republic.

Across the galaxy thousands of Jedi where being slaughtered. Famous warriors such as Ki-Adi-Mundi on Mygeeto, Alleya Secura on Felucia, Plo Koon on Cato Nemodia, all where gunned down by their clone commanders. Even Mace Windu had been killed only hours earlier on Courascaunt. Even the padawans weren't safe from this slaughter. Jayden Keno was one such padawan. He did what any scared seven year old would do in this situation. He hid in his closet trying to hide from the clones. "Search the room, and be careful, these padawans can be just as dangerous as the knights."

Jayden's breathing was slow and controlled, he sensed two clones. He thought he might be able to take them. But how many where in the hall? Or the next room over? There where thousands coming in through the main entrance. He saw hundreds of Jedi knights mowed down in wave after wave of blaster fire. And what's more, they where led by a Jedi.

One of the clones moved towards Jayden's hiding spot. A seven year old, even if he's a Jedi, has no chance against fully grown men who where bred to be perfect soldiers. This was it for Jayden. Or so he thought. Suddenly he heard blaster shots, followed shortly by body's falling to the floor. "Jayden! Are you in here!" A voice said. A voice Jayden knew very well.

Jayden ran out of his hiding spot. Two clones laid lifeless on the floor, smoking holes from where their blaster shots had been deflected back. "Master Harthow! What's going on, why are the clones doing this?" Jayden was scared and confused. He moved his padawan braid behind his ear as he remembered the sight of his friends as they where murdered by the clones. He'd have joined them if it weren't for some quick thinking on his part and the clones underestimating him. But what if this was happening in more places then just the temple? Where Sarah and Zalibar ok?

He didn't have a chance to find out. "Jayden, we've been betrayed. We need to go, I'm going to send you very far away. I will come for you when it's safe."

Jayden looked to the old Miraluka Jedi, his light green light saber a stark contrast to the sky blue head band that covered his empty eye sockets. "Master, I'm afraid." Harthow bent down and hugged his young padawan.

"Don't be Jayden. We will survive this. What ever comes, whatever you face from here on out, remember this. The Force will be with you, always." And with that Jayden lit his own lightsaber, and the two began to fight their way down the hall.

CHAPTER ONE: Jayden Keno

That night was ten years ago. Jayden's master never came to get him, never had the chance. Jayden realized he'd been lying about getting him from the beginning though when he passed the galactic rim. After weeks in the seemingly endless void between the two Galaxies Jayden landed on this strange world ten years ago. He wasn't sure at the time how the light speed drive had worked passed the magnetic field but it had, and days later, he'd landed on a world called Remnant. Though he'd later learn how it did. This world was different from the worlds he'd been to before. They hadn't developed space travel yet, and technologically they where thousands of years behind. But what was most interesting was that they existed outside of the force. A feat that should have been impossible. The force existed on this planet, but these people had no presence in it. It had taken some practicing, but he eventually learned to sense Aura, something similar to the force.

He spent the last ten years in hiding, he wasn't sure from what specifically, though it whatever it was it was tied with the Sith Lord that had been discovered in the senate. The dark side was at play. Though he never thought about it, it wasn't his concern anymore. Besides, of this worlds governments learned of an alien it could be... unfortunate for Jayden. He'd travelled to all four kingdoms, the wilderness with those soulless monsters called Grimm, and fought everyday just to survive. Survival had become his single drive. So when he saw a man who looked rich walk into the police station, he didn't hesitate to wait for him to leave so he could mug him. That'd been nearly two hours ago.

Jayden waited behind the station in the alley way. There where several trash cans he was hiding behind, which provided great cover, but an awful smell. The man had silver hair, glasses, and wore green, silk clothes. He obviously had lots of money, Jayden needed some of that. He sensed the mans aura and realized he was leaving. Jayden un-sheathed his Ninjato. He had his lightsaber, but a four foot long glowing blue blade wasn't exactly inconspicuous. The man walked out of the station, and Jayden acted.

Professor Ozpin walked down the steps do the police station. He was astounded at how well that your girl wielded her scythe. Qrow had trained her well. The students would be arriving tomorrow so he needed to get back to make final preparations. As he walked down the street he walked in front of an alley. Suddenly he was being dragged by some invisible force into the alley, and when he looked up, he was being held at sword point. "Give me all your cash and valuables and you can leave." The swords wielder demanded.

Ozpin remained calm as he adjusted the glasses on the bridge of his nose. "My my my. Is that any way to ask some one for a favor?" Ozpin asked sarcastically.

The sword wielder looked surprised by Ozpins calmness. "You want me to slit your throat? Hand me your money and valuables now or I will kill you." Ozpin remained calm and analyzed his assailant. He wasn't a novice with that sword, he'd received formal training of some type in the past, however long ago that was. It was unlikely he was doing this because he wanted to, perhaps if he appealed to a sense of honor.

"Tell me, whoever trained you in swordsmanship, would they be proud of the way you're living your life?"

Jayden's knees trembled slightly. "What?" Was all he could mange to say.

He showed no sign of being intimidated as he restated the question. "Your master, did they teach you so you could use your skills to rob and murder people?"

Jayden tightened his grip on his sword and pushed it closer to his newest victims face. "And what does it matter to you? Why would you care about wether or not I'm a thief?"

The man stood up, it was a risky move, the blade was within centimeters of his face. Jayden could have cut him down as he stood up. But he didn't. "Well, as a teacher I'd rather not see a child forced to live on the street, stealing and killing to survive. Why don't you tell me your name and where you came from? I'd like to help you."

Jayden swung his sword at Ozpins stomach, Ozpin merely side stepped and avoided it. It was pissing him off. The guy he's trying to mug is trying to appeal to a sense of honor? He'd long since abandoned such things. "That power from earlier, that wasn't a semblance was it?"

"What? How'd you know?" Jayden was shocked and said it before he could think about it. He usually didn't slip up like this, but tonight was just full of them.

Ozpin smiled, the youngster was good, no don't about it, but Ozpin had years more experience. "Tell me, why is it that I can't sense any aura from you?"

Jayden sheathed his sword. The jig was up. He knew he couldn't beat this person, and if he was able to sense that Jayden didn't have aura he couldn't lie to him. He could try killing him, but it could end poorly for Jayden himself. It had been a mistake to try and steal from him. The two where obviously leagues apart now that Jayden thought about it.

There was a saying in Vacuo, "the truth will set you free." Guess it was time test it. "Well, that's cause only people from this world have aura. I'm, wether you believe me or not, from a different world." Fear gripped his chest, what was compelling him to do this? He could have just ran, leaving this man to write it off as a strange encounter and nothing more. Even so, Jayden explained everything to Ozpin, who he was, the force, the Jedi, the war, the Sith, his coming to Remnant. Everything.

Ozpin stroked his chin. What Jayden had said was impossible. But it was really the only way to explain the lack of aura. "I don't supposed you have some proof, do you?" Jayden reached under his shirt, he pulled out a long cylindrical tube with a red button. Jayden pushed the button and, before Ozpins very eyes, a four foot long, blue blade extended out wards. It wasn't like any weapon on Remnant. Ozpin was finally convinced by the boys tale. "Tell me Jayden, do you want to do something with your life?"

Jayden was on guard. The last time some one offered to help him "do something with his life" he ended up working for Roman Torchwhick, which was the worst part of his life since coming to Remnant. Which was really saying something. "What do you mean?"

Ozpin took out his scroll and started doing stuff. "You had such a bright future ahead of you Jayden. What happened to you was a tragedy, but that future can still be yours. Come to my school, become a huntsman, and serve humanity as you used to."

Jayden was stunned. Become a huntsman? Jayden had been a vagabond for most his life now, of course Ozpin was right. Master Harthow would be horribly disappointed.

"What school?" He asked.

"Beacon Academy."

"Beacon academy." Jayden sighed. Well, it was one of the best schools to become a huntsman at, and he didn't exactly have a whole lot else going for him. "All right. I'll go."

Jayden looked from a window on the air ship taking him to the academy. He observed the castle like structure of beacon. Four the next four years this would be his home. He had no idea what would come but, for the first time in years, he put his trust fully in the Force.