A long time ago in a far, far away galaxy. Where the Empire still rule. Lived two people named Ralak and Lilmar. But, they mostly known as Fifth Brother and Seventh Sister. They were Inquisitors trained by the Dark Lord himself. Their job is to hunt down any Jedi that survived after the Clone Wars by the Order 66. But, how they hunt them are very different.
Ralak has a hunter mentality. Killing the first Jedi he sees no question asks. While Lilmar likes to toy with them before the kill. Making her prey suffer before the slaughter. Making them wish they were dead. They're appearance are different as well. Ralak is the stuff of nightmares. With his tall build, gray like skin and strength. His definitely has the look to make anyone run and hide.
The most terrifying feature was his teeth that looks like somewhat of a Karkarodon. His mate on the other hand is a beautiful Mirialan with gorgeous golden black eyes that could kill. But, despite their differences both Inquisitor's are about to share one thing. It started in a small village, in a far away planet. Lilmar is about to give birth to her and Ralaks first child. Lilmar was in a small hut as she starting to push the new life into the world.
The Mirialan started to scream in pain."Oh, by the Force it hurts!" She yelled in agony. Her contractions feels like knifes stabbing her abdomen over and over. Her nails squeezed into the bed sheets making holes. "I know it hurts, but your doing great."
The midwife told the young Inquisitor."OK just one more push and it'll all be over." She told her. So Lilmar gave it her all and pushed with all her might. She let out a sweat dripping, painful shrieking, scream. Her pain suddenly goes away and was replaced with relief.
She then heard the cries of a newborn baby taking it first breath. "Congratulations miss! You gave birth to a healthy baby boy!" The midwife said and then gave the infant to his mother. When Lilmar hold her son she was crying tears of joy. "Hey there handsome. I'm your mama." She placed her finger on her son's tiny nose. She then gently kissed her son's cheeks. The midwife went outside and saw the father standing there anxiously waiting. "How are they? Are both of them okay?"
He asks. "They're doing great. Your wife has given birth to a boy." The midwife told him. 'A boy? We have a boy?' Ralak thought. He quickly snapped out of it when the midwife ask: "Would you like to see them?" Ralak nodded and went inside to see his new family. When he saw them he was glad that both of them are alright. He walked towards the bed to take a closer look at his son. The little hybrid boy has gray skin liked his father.
When the baby opens his eyes he had yellow iris and black sclera like his mother. As the baby looked up he started to wonder who those people are. "His perfect." Ralak told his wife. The proud father was overjoyed that he has an heir to his named. "One day when you get older. We teach you be like us. But you be twice as strong." Lilmar gently passed her son to his father wanting him to hold the life he help create.
The gray skin was hesitate at first but, gladly applied. He place his son on his chest so he can listen to his heartbeat. That made the little hybrid sleep into his protective arms. "Would you like to name him?" Lilmar asks. The Inquisitor looked at her and back to his son and smiled. "I want to name him Obba. It was my father's name before I join the Empire." Lilmar thought about it and, agreed.
She loved the idea to name her child after the person who meant the world to her husband. "We should get some sleep. Tomorrow we have to leave." She said. Ralak shook his head and once more kissed his son. "Sweet dreams Obba." And lay down next to his wife.
They soon fall asleep. As morning rises they soon left. "A future awaits us son. And someday you will join us and fight against the Jedi and rebel scum." Lilmar said to her new born and the new family went to their ship. But, unknown to them that they were spotted by one of the rebel pilots. As soon as he saw them leave he immediately alerted Commander Sato.
"Commander I just saw the Inquisitor's. I think they got a child with them sir." When Sato heard this he instantly said "Child? Why would they have a child with them?" He questioned. "I think it possible that the child is theirs sir. The female looked like she just given birth last night." The pilot said.
'The Empire are breeding Inquisitor's now? I thought it was forbidden from both sides to make children.' The commander thought. "Are you certain?" Sato ask making sure the pilot not exaggerating. "Yes sir I'm positive." The commander sigh.
"This is not good. This is not good at all." Soon word spread out about what the pilot saw. And people are starting to get a bit worried. But, not as worried as twenty year old Ezra Bridger. Once a lone kid living in Lothal is now a Jedi. But, this young Jedi is not worried about the Inquisitor's reproducing. His more worried about the youngling.
"I can't believe it. A youngling born in the Dark Side? How could this be?" He thought out loud. "I can't believe either. I'm just as stunned as you are Ezra." He turned around and saw his old Jedi Master right behind him leaning on the door way.
"We have to do something Kanan." Ezra said. "There's nothing we can do Ezra." Kanan told him. "But we can't just let the youngling turn up like those two." Kanan sensed Ezra's worries. "I don't like the idea as much as you Ezra. No child should be born in the Dark Side. But, what can we do?" Ezra sighed. "I just feel like we need to save the youngling." Kanan put his hand on his shoulder.
"I know Ezra. I know. Again there's nothing we can do." He than left Ezra with his thoughts. 'I would not let the youngling turn out like them. But how can I take the youngling without them noticing? How?' He wonder.