Hello, this is the author, this story is going to be somewhat confusing, basically, I switched the characters of Jacen and Anakin back around, in New Jedi Order stuff, with some slight alterations to events everything is exactly the same as it was afterwards, Anakin is simply alive, and Jacen is dead, that's all. On other notes, I'm not that great at writing Jaina or Tenel Ka. This story has some Anahiri, and is basically focussed around Tahiri and Anakin, I'll explain that later. So yeah, that's about it.
The large group of Jedi stood silently around the wood, upon which lay the grandmaster of the Jedi Luke Skywalker, the older Jedi with greying hair, and a face anyone would recognize lay cold and still atop the pyre, his blue eyes once filled with life are now closed for the final time, among the Jedi there was a grim silence, no weeping could be heard among them, but among others who had known him tears could be seen, it was not a good day. The Jedi prepared to light the pyre, Anakin Solo, along with his older sister Jaina held two torches and prepared to light the wood, both wore formal Jedi robes, they still held their lightsabers at their sides, as they prepared to drop the torches into the flame, a cold silence was over them, both Jedi dropped their torches into the pile of wood at the same time, stepping back fading into the crowd, both had known their uncle well, and after losing their brother to the Yuuzhan Vong the hand of death had cut their family apart. It was a silent grief, Jedi were not supposed to be angered over the loss of the dead, but beyond that the Jedi Order had already felt the crippling blade of a schism form before, and while Kyp Durron had eventually rejoined the Jedi Order entirely, more for his respect of Luke, than his actual belief in Luke's cause. Those had been dark years for the Jedi, large numbers of them had been killed, talk of super weapons had been brought up, and the death of Luke now, only a short time after had made the blow much harsher to them. The fire grew, spreading and dancing with red and orange light, burning across Luke, and sending smoke into the clear skies, slowly the funeral broke up, as the Jedi returned to their tasks, a small group stayed behind, Anakin and Jaina, the dark haired Jedi siblings both were heading off, but it wasn't vastly important business, Jaina had been planning to go to Csillia, to meet with Jagged Fel, before she had received the news, Anakin had been on a trip around the universe, neither was expecting to have to go to another funeral, Tenel Ka, Jaina's friend, a red haired and pale skinned warrior, who was missing an arm, she also was the Monarch of the Hapes Consortium, she was expected upon her homeworld, she was needed as the monarch of the cluster, she had other duties, but she wanted to spend time with Jaina, to make sure she was well, the last was Kyp Durron, older than all three, by quite a bit, but he had respected Luke, and wanted to apologize to both Anakin and Jaina. He approached the three his voice was less bold than usual, "I'm sorry, I know we haven't gotten along in the past, but to lead the Jedi we're going to need to put that behind us now, and work together." Jaina gave him an angry glare, "And who the hell says that you're going to lead the Jedi? What about Corran Horn, or one of the others, or did you just decide to skip them out?" Kyp tried to wave off the words, he hadn't meant to insult them, Anakin could tell that, he stayed back, he didn't want to have to deal with Kyp, who was he found annoyingly over confident, and arrogant. "Master Corran Horn is away with his padawan, as I expect Anakin is fully aware, the other's are deployed elsewhere, or aren't well enough to focus their attentions on the order, I am the only one left with experience leading, thus the responsibility falls to me." Anakin considered punching Kyp for the comment about him following Corran Horn's movements, but he didn't, Kyp Durron was right, he had spent time making sure that Corran Horn and more specifically, his padawan were ok. "That was low even for you Kyp Durron, just because Anakin and Tahiri are together doesn't mean you get to turn it into an insult." Anakin tried to pull Jaina back, this wasn't worth a fight. "I'm sorry, it wasn't an insult, it was me stating what I know, Anakin has been following the movements of Tahiri, and Corran Horn. Anyway, I've spoken with the Senate about it, a large number of them seem to believe I'm the best choice." Jaina laughed, it was cold, and humorless, "So you get to be the lap dog of a bunch of bureaucrats, good job Kyp, you've gone up from a loose cannon, to a government pet." Kyp looked as if he was about to slap her, before turning away leaving, Jaina was about to go after him when Tenel Ka caught her shoulder, "It isn't worth it Jaina." Anakin let out a breath, "You shouldn't have done that, he may be a jerk, but he is powerful now, a lot of the younger Jedi follow him, Jacen almost did." Tenel Ka, remained silent, as usual, Jaina turned and looked at Anakin, "You know this is going to cause trouble, we are going to destroy the Jedi order, it's going to break out into a full out schism, now that Luke's dead." Anakin sighed, "I know, but Kyp isn't stupid, well, he isn't that stupid, he needs at least one Solo child on his side, or I suppose Ben, who is only eight, either way he isn't going to try and destroy the Jedi Order, I'll keep in touch, but I'm heading out again." Jaina looked Anakin over, "You should go see Tahiri, she misses you, even if you do try and keep up with her." Anakin looked at her, "Maybe, but I need to figure out my own life, who I am, before I start interfering with hers." Jaina hugged him awkwardly, "I'll miss you, even if you do keep in contact, after the destruction of the Holo-relays, your messages might not even get to me." Anakin tried to smile, "I thought the New Republic was fixing those." Jaina shrugged, "Some resource drain somewhere, don't know what just know it is big." Anakin shook his head, "Well goodbye to you both." Turning he headed off towards his own ship, a small freighter, now turned into a passenger ship, it only needed a crew of one, and he wanted to be alone for a while, he wanted to collect his thoughts, and see what the galaxy was like on his own. Jaina and Tenel Ka headed off in the opposite direction, "You miss Jacen right now, don't you." Tenel Ka's voice was silent, and soft, unlike her usually logical and cold tone, "Yes, I miss Luke, and Lusca, and everyone else we lost, but I'm not going to let that get in the way, I was supposed to stay with Jag on Csillia, it's going to be nice, after everything that's happened." Tenel Ka gave a small smile, "I get to go home and deal with a bunch of bureaucrats, and New Republic treaties, about the holo-net relays, and about the Hapan fleets" Jaina smiled, "I'll miss you while you're going about all your queenly duties, how's your father by the way?" Tenel Ka's smile faded, "He is as well as can be expected, my mother is dead, and my grandmother is still enraged that I became queen, I think she had it quite set in her mind to try and get you to become queen." Jaina looked over her friend, "Darker times, the fact that I was tempted by the thought is what was most wrong about it to me." Tenel Ka nodded, "This is where I must say goodbye, I'm expected back on Hapes, otherwise my mother may attempt to gain some power from my absence." Jaina took it as a joke, even if Tenel Ka wasn't known for her jokes, or for having a sense of humour in general, the sad fact was, that it may not have been a joke.
"Jirah, get over here." It took a moment for the blond woman to respond, she was tired, and honestly she wasn't ready to be doing anything, of any kind this early. "Yes Captain Stril?" she said after, running in her barefeet making little noise on the metal flooring of the ship, her green eyes flashed with life, the small scars on her forehead barely noticed in the dim lighting of the old freighter. "Jirah, took you long enough, I need you to come into town with me, you're going to help us take on supplies." Stril turned, her dark brown hair was streaked with grey, and her leather jacket was cut in multiple places, also marked with some scorch marks, nothing too easy to notice if one didn't stand still for too long, and in some cases even useful for intimidation. Jirah had signed on with the smuggler only a couple months ago on Nar Shadda, a world filled with criminal and scum, the only choice was which kind of scum you wanted to work with, Jirah thought it better to work for a smuggler than a murderer, or a thief. "Why do we need three people to load supplies?" Captain Stril turned to look at her, "We don't, but we'll need someone to smile and distract the police who should be searching our supplies." Jirah nodded, "And I'm the youngest, so I guess that's up to me." Captain Stril nodded and smiled, "Doesn't help that you're good at it, remember back on Mon Calamari? Or Tatooine? You're good at talking your way out of things." Jirah nodded, she supposed she was, but in truth she missed when things were more straight-forward, there was good and evil. "I should be fine, unless there's a Jedi." Captain Stril waved it off, "You'll do fine Scars, we only encountered a Jedi once, and that was by chance." Jirah tried to take it as reassurance, smuggling was a punishable offense in New Republic space, it used to be a relatively minor crime, but things were changing with the rise of Kyp Durron, only a matter of months back, already Jedi had become almost law enforcement, they weren't Sith, Jirah could see that, she understood in fact, but it wasn't right in her mind. "Let's go then." She focussed on the job, she smuggled things, that was her life now, she couldn't turn back.
Nothing too intense or strange in this chapter, this is basically just explaining events/setting up the world, if you haven't realized who Jirah is yet, your a bit slow, but great for me, that way you may not realize it until later, I'm going to try and write these characters as well as I can, keeping them as close to their actual characters as I can.
