Here is the start of the second book! Now, only one chapter will be posted per day and then subsequent days may have more or less than others. Now, with that said, I hope you enjoy this exciting installment.


A Long time ago in a galaxy far, far away…

Nearly Six years have passed since the defeat of DARTH MALTUS and DARTH SIDIOUS and their evil SITH EMPIRE. The Republic was thrown into a frenzy of unanswered questions that baffled the entire galaxy, but the SITH were indeed destroyed…for now.

Jedi Knight BLAZE MARKO was hailed as a hero, but his journey didn't end there. The Jedi Council took different turns due to his bravery and the Jedi flourished because of it. The Chosen One became the Chosen Two and the Guardian was revealed to the galaxy…At last, both of the prophecies were finally complete…or were they?

On Coruscant, the Jedi Knight remains in the universe, just waiting for the next challenge. But he doesn't know that there is a shift in the Force. The life he knows will change yet again as it comes…


Chapter 1: Jedi Master Blaze Marko

"I'm coming into the atmosphere now, Obi Wan." I said into my comlink as I passed into the stratosphere. I'd just gotten back from another border dispute on Ansion, pertaining the same people arguing as when they did with Kenobi and Skywalker. I'd been there for only a few hours before it turned into a protect one side situation, but, just as with my old master, I was able to settle the problem.

I turned my head to the side as I entered the skylanes of Coruscant. I saw the patrol ships in the skies. Ever since the Sith were destroyed, the clones were wiped of Order 66 so that nothing would ever happen like that. The clones stayed as the Grand Army of the Republic, a protection against attackers, if someone ever tried to attack that is. A lot had changed, including the Senate.

Once Palpatine was dead, the seat for Chancellor was open, but no one dared to come forth to claim it, all except one: Padme Amidala. After she had Luke and Leia, she stepped forward and proposed that she handle the crisis. At first, the Senators were skeptical and afraid, but after a few backups by me, Organa, and Skywalker, the Senate agreed and she was made the new Chancellor of the Republic.

I worked hard throughout the years, striving to protect the galaxy in any way I could, and, because of my efforts, the Council bestowed the rank of Jedi Master on me. I was the youngest Master at just age eighteen. From then on I went on missions that ranged from border disputes to rebellions against some ruler. It was nothing like fighting Sith, but I wasn't complaining. The battle with Maltus was a dark day in my life, but everything worked out in the end.

Dave soon became a Jedi and just recently became a Jedi Knight. When he had gone through the trials, he told me that he had to fight Maltus. This actually scared him slightly, but I told him that Maltus was dead and wasn't coming back.

Jake advanced through his classes like a true Jedi. And, through his time there, he became less rebellious and more open to options and more open to other's opinions. Within the last year, he had become Master Shaak Ti's Padawan and had gone on several missions. Some days he'd be off on Christophsis and other times he'd be on Tatooine. But he never seemed to care, he just liked the adventure.

My parents stayed the same, telling us that they didn't want to go through the stress of learning the Force as we did. Though I felt differently, I respected their decisions.

Lyra became a Padawan to Plo Koon, and with much teaching, was able to harness a similar power to Dave, being how they are twins.

The other Reys had a decision similar to my parents: not to learn the ways of the Force.

As I refocused my attention on the direction I was going, I smiled to myself. Life may have changed drastically, but I remained the same lovable guy. Ahsoka and I were still together and we'd, sometimes, go on missions together. Other than that, we'd meet at the Temple and go out to other places.

It was another few minutes before I landed at the Temple, where a familiar face was waiting for me: Obi Wan Kenobi.

I opened the cockpit of my starfighter and smiled at my old master, "Obi Wan."

I held out my hand to which he shook with a smile, "Blaze."

We stayed silent as a message drifted from him. It's good to see you again.

I smiled, "It's good to see you too, Obi Wan." I heard a slight click as my astromech, R9-T3, popped out of the droid socket and rolled over to me, hitting my heels as he did so.

Obi Wan stared at the droid for only a moment before he gestured to inside the Temple, "Shall we? Siri and Ahsoka are waiting for us in the Library."

"Well, let's go then." I said, "We shouldn't keep them waiting."

As we walked, I took in how my master had changed in nearly seven years. His tolerance actually was higher, Skywalker didn't get on his nerves as much as he did before. Parts of his hair was actually starting to gray though, despite only being forty-three. Even the way he walked was different, it was more relaxed. Peace had suited the man better than anyone.

As we passed the other hangers, I decided to make a conversation, "How's peace suiting you, old man?"

Obi Wan's mouth twitched into a small smile at my remark, "It suits me very well, my old Padawan."

I chuckled at the comeback, "Well, that's good. How is Ben and Siri doing?"

"Ben is doing well, I've been going through simple Force techniques with him. He's actually getting quite good at it. Siri is doing fine as well, she's been trying to teach Ben how to be in tune to the Force better." Obi Wan said.

I nodded with a smile, "Ben's a smart kid. I know he'll get the hang of both of them eventually."

After the Clone Wars, Obi Wan and Siri were married and had a kid a year and a half later. They named him Ben, which was coincidentally Obi Wan's alias in another outcome.

I had only gone a few seconds without talking before Obi Wan looked back at me, "Have you ever thought about relinquishing your military title?"

I looked at Obi Wan, surprised at the question, "I've thought about it…why?"

"Ahsoka said you had been a bit jumpy lately." Obi Wan said, "I thought it had something to do with that."

I gave a half shrug, "I've only thought about it because it's been so long without me using it that I really have no use for it. I've over seen many Jedi that are very capable of handling their self and are worthy of the title General."

"Then why are you…on edge?" Obi Wan asked.

"I've just been a little on edge since that break in at the Temple…I mean, don't you find it strange how the person who broke in didn't steal anything, or look at anything." I said, "I've checked all the security cams and nothing. No data was downloaded, no artifacts were stolen, and no lightsabers are gone."

Obi Wan nodded, "It is strange, but let's worry about that later, we're here."

I looked up at the large archway to the Library. The bright blue holobooks lit up the room in a brilliant light that seemed to reflect off the walls and through the entire section. They stood, towering about all those in the room, creating a serene mood.

I looked up to see Siri and Ahsoka standing over by the Jedi Master access only books. We both walked up to them and embraced our loved ones. I gave her a peck on the cheek, "Hey."

Ahsoka smiled back, "Hey yourself, you've been gone for a while. How'd everything go on Ansion?"

"There were a little aggressive negotiations, you know, negotiations with a lightsaber." I laughed as I hugged her, "It's good to be home."

"It's good to have you, Blaze." She responded.

I turned to Siri and gave her a hug before speaking, "So, what do you want to talk to us about?"

Ahsoka's face became still, "Well, I found out what was taken from the Temple."

My eyes widened slightly, "What did they steal?"

"Darth Maltus's lightsaber." Ahsoka said quietly. I frowned and closed my eyes. I had taken Maltus's lightsaber to the Temple for safekeeping, and now some random person out of a trillion had it.

I pinched the bridge of my nose in frustration, "Do you have any idea where it would be?"

Ahsoka shook her head, "No, I've got no clue."

Obi Wan frowned, "Blaze? Was there any traces of Maltus's DNA on the lightsaber?"

I shook my head, "No, it was cleaned once I brought it to the Temple. No one can clone him."

"Then why would someone go to the trouble of going into the Temple and getting it. He can't clone Maltus without DNA right? It doesn't make much sense." Siri said.

I shook my head, "I don't get it either, but there's got to be something that I'm missing. Let's head to the surveillance room, maybe we can find something there."


I flipped the multiple switches on the access panels to access the cams. I watched as the hooded figure passed by the Library twice, the living quarters only once, but he passed by the vault room a few times. A few minutes later, another Jedi came with the hooded figure into the vault and opened it.

I sighed, I knew that the hooded figure tricked the Jedi somehow, but when he walked out, Maltus's lightsaber was still there. I re-winded the tape several times, searching for something.

Ahsoka sighed beside me, "I don't see any way he got it."

I re-winded it another time, this time seeing something. I pointed my finger to the glass case, "Look."

Everybody looked closely, all seeing the exact same thing: A slight fuzz in the tape's video screen. I frowned and re-winded it another time, the fuzz coming again. That was how he did it!

Somehow he got into the system and edited out a part of the video feed! I thought, standing up, "I'm going to the room."

After a minute, I arrived at the vault and placed the access codes in. I walked up to the case and looked around it. Ahsoka looked around the rest of the room with Obi Wan and Siri, just making sure that the video feed he cut out didn't show him stealing something else of little worth.

I sighed and bent down to the wooden stand it was placed upon. Suddenly, something caught my eye on the splintered wood: a piece of dark cloth. I unlatched the material and held it close to my eye. It was only a small part, but I could see that it was enough for an analysis check from the Republic scientists.

I motioned for the others to come, "Guys, I think I've got something."

"What is it?" Kenobi asked.

I held up the piece of dark brown cloth, "It looks like a scrap of a robe, most likely from the intruder."

Obi Wan ran his hand through his beard thoughtfully, "If that is the case then we should have the labs down at the Garrison test it."

"Exactly what I was thinking." I said. I handed the piece of cloth to Obi Wan, "You go and have it tested. I have to check something at my place."

Ahsoka threw me a questioning glance, to which I just nodded. The break in at the Temple was planned and I came down here for hours to search and investigate the premises after it happened. So, there was a chance that it pertained to me, personally.

After all, I did save the galaxy.


I arrived at my apartment door and opened it slightly, looking around for anything out of the ordinary. I slowly walked in. However, I didn't get very far before I felt a crackle in the Force. My lightsaber flew into my hand, still inactive. I turned my head to each side, reaching out with the Force for something.

With my past experiences of being ambushed, I was very particular about my surroundings. The first time was years ago when Ventress caught me by surprise on the capital ship past the portal to my world. I took a step forward, accidentally tripping a wire.

Suddenly a knife embedded itself into the wall, only a few inches from my face.

This time I activated my lightsaber, its brilliant blue blade lighting up the darkened room, "I know someone's here! Show yourself, or I'll come looking for you!"

"Come and find me…" I heard the shrill voice of a woman.

"So you're a woman?" I tried to make a conversation, while sensing out her presence, "That makes things a little awkward. I've had many fans that have tried to get close to me, but this is going extreme."

"Trust me…I'm no fan." The voice came back, seeming farther away.

I frowned, "Why not, I'm not a bad guy."

"To me…you are."

I took a few more steps, before the Force gave me a warning. I swung my blade in a perfect arch, slicing four poisonous darts. I jumped backward as a large chair was flung at me. Another chair rose from the ground and was sent through the air at me. I growled slightly at the woman's game. With my lightsaber tightly clenched in my hand, the blade flew through the space between me and the chair, completely bisecting it.

I called the lightsaber back to my hand and turned around. I turned around to look straight into my assailant's eyes. Blue eyes, to be exact. I never gave any ground as she tried to intimidate with her glare.

A moment after that, she laughed, "So, what I've heard is true…You are a very remarkable Jedi."

"I do my job." I said, my lightsaber still ignited in my hand, "It's my job to do what's right."

The woman laughed again, "Yes, I guess it is, but the Jedi don't do their job as well as you, do they?"

I lowered my weapon slightly, "What does that mean?"

The woman, even though I could only see her eyes, turned slightly, "I mean, look at all the ones who've turned on the Temple. None of them have your sense of dignity and honor, do they?"

Even though she was trying not to wave in her voice, I heard the slight sound of sympathy, "Some don't, and others do."

The woman's eyes closed slowly, but opened swiftly, "True…"

"Who are you?" I asked, "I mean, you wouldn't just try to kill me for fun, right? You've got to be connected to something around here…maybe the Temple intrusion?" I prompted.

"Oh, look who's so smart. Fine, I'll show you who I am." The woman slowly walked out of the shadows. I immediately recognized her.

"Barriss Offee." I spat with disgust, "Last time I checked, you were rotting in a Republic high security prison somewhere near the asteroid belts of Kartraz for blaming Ahsoka for a bombing she didn't commit."

"I was," She replied, casually walking over to a chair and sitting in it. I silently tapped my belt, where a communicator came to life with a slight hiss. Barriss continued, "But, someone released me...who was it…? Oh yeah, a man named Maltus."

I froze, "Maltus?" I shook my head and remained resolute, "Nice try, Offee. Maltus died on Mustafar several years ago. I killed him myself."

Barriss gave a mock smile, "Oh, I know. He released me only hours before he died. But he did give me one command: carry on his legacy."

I frowned, but never lowered my blade, "So you've truly become a Sith?" Strange, I thought I would've sensed something back then.

It was only for a second, but I caught a slight glint in her eye. She smiled at me, sending a cold shiver up my spine, "Not yet…not until I've killed a Jedi."

"You killed a lot of Jedi the day you bombed the hanger, not to mention the workers and clones." I growled, now holding my blade at her neck while maintaining my distance, "To me, you're already a Sith."

Barriss smiled as her blue eyes turned yellow, yet she made no move. Suddenly, two crescent shaped hilts, belonging to Ventress, flew from a vase in the corner of the room and into her hands. She activated the red blades and they lit up her face.

I held up my blue blade in defense, "We've already danced this dance before, Offee. And last time, I won."

Barriss frowned hard, letting an irritated growl come from her lips, "Yes, but only because Skywalker was there. Now it's just you and me."

"Then by all means, come on." I smirked, motioning with my other hand, "Time for round two."

Barriss smiled, then leaped. Her two blades were like to blurs in the air, coming down with such force that it was almost a split second of action time. Therefore, it was even less time for a reaction. With my lightsaber in my right hand, I swung it up, catching both blades in a cross-lock.

I brought my leg up and kicked Offee to the other side of the room, then righted myself. Offee wasn't on the ground though, like I thought she would be at that point. She never hit the ground. She repelled herself off the wall and straight at me. It was a quick and lethal move. With her speed, I couldn't dodge in time. Using my athleticism to my advantage, I bent backwards, almost hitting the ground with my head, and watched as she soared above me.

I stood straight and turned around, frowning. She's much faster this time around, but her skills are sloppy.

Offee landed on the ground and zoomed back at me, swinging her blades in short, quick slashes that I parried easily. The sounds of the blades clashing against each other echoed through the empty room. She stabbed forward with both blades and I dodged them, then brought my cyan colored blade upward, nearly slicing through her wrists. She pulled back in time and leaped backwards.

"It seems you've gotten a lot better since the last time we fought." She said with distaste.

I smirked, "And you're still the same."

She frowned deeply, "How dare you?" It came out as a growl.

"You still fight the same, Offee." I said, then threw my hand forward, sending her flying back with the Force. It threw her against the wall and it buckled slightly. I smirked, "That's just a taste of my power."

Offee frowned as she slumped from the wall and back onto her feet, "I don't care."

"You should." I said, then shut off my lightsaber and held my hand up, fingers outstretched, "Back down."

Offee blinked for a second, then started laughing, "Lightning? Don't try to fool me, Marko! We both know that that is a Dark Side technique. You're bluffing." Then she dashed at me, her blades above her head, poised to strike.

I had barely smirked before white, hot streams of lightning shot out of my fingertips, striking the Sith and pushing her to the ground. I reignited my lightsaber and pointed it at her smoking form, "I don't bluff. Surrender."

She got to her feet, "Never."

I smirked at her, "You know, I'm not dumb. I know you didn't come here to fight me, you came here for something entirely different. You came for Maltus's crystal. Well I can already tell you that the one you have in your belt is a fake."

Offee's eyes narrowed, "And how are you so sure of that?"

I unclipped the flap of my compartment of my hilt and pulled out the red crystal. Offee's eyes immediately widened in surprise as she took out the fake crystal. The shine in the two crystals were completely different. The fake one had a lighter red glare and the real one resembled blood in the glare.

I shut the compartment in my lightsaber and smiled, "I'm not dumb. I carry his crystal with me wherever I go because I know, like you, that this crystal holds his power in it as well. Oh, and if you don't mind, I've called in some backup. You're not getting away this time."

Suddenly, the front doors burst open as ten clones from Blaze Squadron filed in, led by my second in command: Commander Turbo. Ahsoka walked in with her lightsabers active and ready. She walked up to me and looked at Barriss with distaste all across her face.

Barriss gave another mock-smile, "Ahsoka! So good to see you again! And you've become a Jedi Knight."

"Shut up!" Ahsoka growled.

"Oh, testy." Barriss came back.

Anakin came through next and blocked the window, ensuring no escape points. Ahsoka leaned towards me, "How'd you know that someone would come here?"

"It was the perfect place." I said, "She waited until I had caught on and then set the traps. She wanted to scout out the place and find the crystal."

I turned to Barriss, "Drop your weapons, Offee."

Barriss let out a laugh, but her laugh was shrill and resembled Ventress's, "Oh, that's rich."

"I'm dead serious." I said, "You wanted to fight. I did. You lost. And now you're surrounded. Drop. Your. Weapons."

Barriss eyed me for a moment before laying the two lightsabers on the ground. The clones immediately surrounded her and placed Force-restraint binders on her. As they were escorting her out, with Skywalker as the backup guard, Barriss looked at me, "Red hair…" She sang, "And green eyes…I wonder who has that?"

With that said, the clones pushed her along, leaving me, Ahsoka, and Commander Turbo in the room.

"My men will escort her to the Garrison Cells, Blaze." Turbo said to me, "There is no way she's getting out a second time."

I nodded absently, trying to focus on what she said.

"Red hair, green eyes…I wonder who has that."

I shook my head as I thought of two people who fit that description: Lumiya and Mara Jade. They were the only two who had those exact qualities and who played an important role in the universe.

I frowned to myself as I was lost in thought. Well, Mara has to be about six or seven, so if she was captured, then she could be molded into a Sith. Lumiya on the other hand is somewhere on this planet, and she's got to be about twenty …so she could actually be behind all this. Maltus may have made a stop at Lumiya's home, wherever it was, and trained her for a while, before truly making her his successor. Barriss might actually be just another pawn in this game. Plus, Maltus's spirit may have drifted around her for a while before dissipating indefinitely. And Lumiya may not even be that old now. I can't remember it all correctly….yeah no way in hell it's Lumiya. I'm a little confused though. Geez. I wish I had all the answers to this stupid mystery. I guess the time that has passed has fogged up that part of my memory.

"General?" Turbo said, jolting me out of my thoughts.

"Sorry, what?" I asked.

Turbo shifted slightly as he holstered his pistols and pulled out a lightsaber, Maltus's lightsaber, "We found this on her before she left."

I took the lightsaber, but it slipped onto the floor, its bottom part snapping open. I bent down and picked up the two halves, "Hmmm…" I looked into one side and then the other, then the other half. Suddenly, a white piece of cloth came out.

I picked it up and read it, "'I never thought that he'd come. I know I can kill him, but if not, then whoever reads this, if they even find it, will know my next target…a little girl. One with red hair and green eyes."

"A little girl with red hair and green eyes?" Ahsoka asked aloud, then turned to me, "Does that mean anything to you, Blaze?"

I was silent.

"General?" Turbo was next.

Damn. He had a contingency plan for this EXACT moment. Did he have an idea of what was to come?!I swallowed hard, "Mara Jade was the next target…and maybe she still is."

"Who's Mara Jade?" Ahsoka and Turbo asked simultaneously.

I looked back and forth between both of them, a deep sick feeling in the pit of my stomach.

"She's a little girl." I flipped the paper over and felt my heart sink.

There was a few more words:

"And if I know Blaze, he'll find this and he'll get there fast. So, if he's not already dead, kill him. Kill them all. Including the girl."


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