Author's Note: This here is my first-ever attempt at fan fiction, and I'd appreciate any comments at all. Thanks! Standard Disclaimer: I don't own Star Wars.
Chapter 1
It was nearly dawn on Coruscant, and the beginning of a new day approached as the sun crept slowly toward the horizon. Not surprisingly, several hundred billion beings were in the process of rising to begin a rather typical work week on, what was to them, a rather typical planet that coincidentally was the center of the galaxy's main trade routes and the galaxy's wealthiest and most influential world.
In 500 Republica, many people had recently emerged from night clubs with the idea in mind of going back home and straight to sleep only to discover, unfortunately, that they would have less than an hour before having to rise and head directly to work or school. For politicians, dawn signaled the start of tedious negotiations and skillful manipulations, a new opportunity to bring in more wealth for the benefit of a glorious new republic and, for a dishonest few, for their own personal benefit. Vendors were already taking to the streets searching for prospective buyers, and by then thieves had already done the same searching for prospective victims.
All in all, it was a rather typical day at the beginning of a rather typical work week in what was a rather typical life for an inhabitant of Coruscant.
In a nearly empty apartment building far above ground level and aloof to the daily dealings of wealthy businesspeople, nefarious criminals, hip teenagers, and shady politicians, a solitary figure stood before a window, gazing out upon the Coruscanti skyline, extending his awareness of the world around him through the Force as he had done countless times before.
Today, however, the man sensed something obscure in the horizon, though he could pinpoint neither its source nor its meaning. It was neither the dishonesty of the merchants nor the thievery of the burglars nor the late-night activities of the teenagers nor the corruption of the politicians that bothered Jedi Master Luke Skywalker; it was the vague and ominous presence on the horizon that deeply affected him so.
It would be something to meditate upon.
