All was quiet in the Jedi Temple. The Jedi home on Tython was silent but for the usual sounds of late night training, guards footsteps and other masters who were going about their business. The Younglings, for the most part, were asleep. The Padawans were retired to their quarters.
A shadow stole through the Temple, silent as death. It went unnoticed by all. It darted from wall to wall, floor to ceiling, avoiding in its path. It crept along the corridors until it reach a door. The shadow split and there stood 4 black robed figures in the dark hallway. One snuck inside the room and watched the occupants for a while.
A woman was in the room with six children, all but one asleep. She rocked the baby back and forth gently until it felt asleep.
"You're a long night baby aren't you Jakomar?"
The robed figure slipped back out to the others. A quiet, almost silent voice told them, "It is true. The Jedi has children."
"How many?"
"6. One, two sets of twins and another."
One shot off the the archives. It returned a few minutes later, a datachip in hand.
"The files on them all are here."
The tallest, the leader, seemed pleased.
"Wait until the Jedi is asleep. Then we make our move."
When they were absolutely certain the woman was asleep, the figures crept into the room. The leader watched as its followers lifted the children out of their cribs gently and silently. One baby opened its eyes. Pale blue eyes were met with a battle mask. The baby shrieked and their cover was blown. The Jedi surged up out of her bed and summoned her lightsaber. The long hilt smacked into her hand and a blue blade blazed. She cried out the baby name as she attacked.
"Jakomar!"
A hiss punctuated the ignition of a bloody crimson blade, the leader blocking her strike with expertise. His glowing red eyes burned from inside his own mask. He shoved her back and one of his followers raised a palm to the wall and blasted it open, the three leaping out into the night with the 6 children. The leader shoved the woman down onto the floor and, before he left, intoned in an evil sneer.
"Did you really think you could hide them from us? You brought this upon yourself Jedi." Then he too disappeared into the night.
"NOOOOOOOOOO!"
The scream woke the rest of the masters and they came rushing into her room, lightsabers burning. One knelt next to her and asked,
"What happened?"
"They… took my children…" She cried into his shoulder.
"Who?!"
A pause.
"The Sith."
That night, Satele Shan cried herself to sleep in the Council Chambers. Her reason for living had been taken. Her hope, her little lights. That night, the Sith stole the 6 children of Satele Shan.
