On the planet Kalee, Ronderu lij Kummar held the hand of her half sister, Kyliaen. 'Ky' had fled Grendaju pregnant, and ran to the eldest, and also her only, sister. Ronderu had welcomed Kyliaen into her village, helped her make a living as a seamstress, and prepared her sister for this day, when her baby would be born.

Kyliaen screamed, and tightened her grip on Ronderu's clawed hand. Ronderu placed her other hand to Kyliaen's forehead for comfort. The stressed Kaleesh closed her eyes.

Ronderu heard her husband, Qymaen jai Sheelal, calling for her. "I have to go," She whispered to Kyliaen. "I'll be back."

Ronderu rushed out into the open air. "What, Sheelal?" She asked irritably. "I've been helping my sister."

Qymaen had taken some adversity to Kyliaen, but it had slowly worn off. "I wanted to know where you were, Kummar," He spat back, arms crossed.

"It's my right to help out my little sister while she's in childbirth," Ronderu snarled back at Qymaen.

Qymaen dismissed her. "Fine then, Kummar," He said dismissively.

Ronderu ran back into Kyliaen's home, to see her half sister holding a healthy-lookingbaby Kaleesh. "It's a boy!" Kyliaen said excitedly. "Isn't he beautiful?"

"Yes," Ronderu agreed. "Such lovely yellow eyes. What's his name?"

"I named him after Qymaen," Kyliaen answered. "What did your husband want?"

Ronderu sat next to her. "He's so paranoid. He remembers when I ran off the day Jalaen was born. He hasn't gotten over it for fourteen years. He might be permanently wired."

Kyliaen laughed. "How is Jalaen doing, anyway?"

"Busy at Shrupak," Ronderu replied simply. "Studying. It will soon be her coming of age ritual, and then she'll come home to us."

"KUMMAR!" Qymaen yelled.

Ronderu smiled. "I'll see you later, little sister," She promised, and then dashed out.

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A year and a half later, Kyliaen watched as three Kaleesh warriors ran into the village, panicked. One of the warriors ran up to General Sheelal, panting. She couldn't tell what he was saying, but the concerned expression on Qymaen's face told Kyliaen that things were not good.

Out of the forest, hideous, oversized mantises materialized. Kyliaen gasped. The Huk had been banished from Kalee a little over a year ago! One raised its blaster, and shot the Kaleesh warrior in the back. Even Qymaen looked surprised. Pulling out his rifle, he shot a few down as more came pouring out from the jungle. Ronderu charged out, armed with her lig swords, but Qymaen caught her. The two Kaleesh disappeared as the fighting began. The Huk swarmed the village, killing any Kaleesh they found. Kyliaen stayed inside with her child, prepared to defend.

From Ronderu's house came desperate shouts in Kaleesh. The Huk were pressing on their home. Kyliaen ran out, trying to free her family. A Huk knocked her back. "Ronderu!" She cried, and ran back into her own home. Her son was safe, for the moment.

A huge boom came from a thermal detonator. Stones fell on Kyliaen, trapping her, and as she died, she would never have thought that her son would be rescued by the senator of Kalee, and her would go on to help defeat a Sith master, Darth Sidious, and that he would be accepted into the Jedi Order with one of the highest Midi-Chlorian counts.

This is the story of that boy: Hailen kei Yamaen, more commonly known as Rubble.