Legacy of an Onasi

A/N: This is a remake of my original Star Wars: Twins of the Force story, which happened to be my first ever fic on this site. There will be major changes from the original fic, but the central story remains the same. Just wanted to let you all know. Now on to the fic!


Prologue

Damn, how did it all come to this for me?

A young human cautiously walked through a maze of what appeared to be factories, his head constantly whipping to catch sight of his foe. The human was a male with shaggy near-shoulder length brown hair with two bangs over his right eye, and emerald green eyes. He wore an orange Jedi robe with that sleeveless on the left arm, and blue spirals on the sleeve of the right arm. An emblem adorned the back of the robe, neither Jedi or Republic, and wore light brown pants with black boots, and loose-fitting belt around his waist. The final touches was three claw mark scars over his right eye diagnolly, along with a long scar on his upper left arm. He held up his blue lightsaber, slightly twirling in it his hand with an anxiety, his hair matted against his forehead as he sweated profusely.

"You can't hide forever!" the male proclaimed. "This has to end here and now between you and me!"

Unknown to the young teen, in the shadows of the factories, a dangerous figure watched him. Yellow eyes stalked the young Jedi as it waited for its own opportunity to strike.

"Are you scared?" the boy baited. "Is that it! This has to end! And it's obvious that you don't have the guts..."

He stopped mid-sentence as he suddenly felt something in the Force, and then there was the hiss of lightsaber igniting. Cardek swiftly turned around and there was the clashing of blue and red. The two pushed each other away, the two wielding their lightsabers with a great intensity as the young Jedi glared at his opponent, who returned it in full force.

"Scared?" the enemy said incredulously. "Why would I ever be scared of you? I am superior to you in every way! And that will be proven once and for all when I kill you here and now!"

"I'm giving you one more chance..." the boy offered. "Please, let go of your anger and hatred and let us be..."

"No way in Sith hell is there a chance of that happening!" the opponent spat venomously. "You're the reason for my suffering, and you think a few words are going to change desires I have held for years! Forget it! You were right about one thing, this ends today! And one of us is going to die!"

"If that is way it must be..." the boy stated, twirling his lightsaber into an offensive stance. "Let us end this."

The dark figure only narrowed his eyes as he pointed his red lightsaber at the Jedi. The two shared an intense staredown as neither of them refused to back down from one another. They then dashed towards one another, their lightsabers clashing with great ferocity.

If you told me this was to be my future a few years ago, I would've laughed at that prospect. I imagine that this is all very confusing at the moment, so I guess I'll start at the very beginning. My name is Cardek Onasi, and this... is my story.


17 Years Ago

The Jedi Temple, the home of all Jedi of the Republic, where the next generation are trained and where the Jedi Council resides. On Coruscant, an elderly Cosian, with white hair, yellowish-brown eyes, peckle brown-green skin, traditional Jedi robes with a brown cloak, and holding a cane of Cosian design, stood in front of the entrance of the temple, and was looking upward towards the night sky, a smile on his face.

"Ah, the stars look especially lovely tonight." the Cosian chuckled. "Sometimes I wonder what I missed staying here at the temple instead of going out adventuring like all the other Jedi. Oh well, no use dwelling on such things." He took a deep breath. "It's been awhile since I've been outside the temple. Nice to get some fresh air and admire the view. Well, best get back inside and get some rest." The Cosian turned around and was about to head back inside when...

"Master Jedi!" a female voice cried.

The Cosian stopped at the sound of the voice, and turned around to meet it. Imagine his surprise when he sees a woman with long brown hair and ocean blue eyes, panting and frantic, running towards him, holding a youngling at the age of three in her arms. She stopped in front of him, falling down to her knees as she looked up at the surprised Jedi Master.

"Young lady, what are you..." the Cosian began.

"Please, Master Jedi, hear me out!" the woman interrupted. "I need your help!"

"Calm down." the Cosian stated wisely. "There is no rush. Take a deep breath, and tell me what's going on."

"...It's my son." the woman explained.

The Cosian's interest was piqued at this, and he looked at the young one in her arms. The boy shyly turned his head towards the Jedi, unknown what to think. Upon inspection, he saw that the boy had the same colored hair as the woman, and his facial features were very similar, but had green emerald eyes to contrast the woman's.

"Is this boy your son?" the Cosian asked; the woman nodded. "Well then, what is it that prompted to bring you to the front steps of the Jedi Temple?"

"...Please take me son in as a Jedi."

Out of all the things he expected to hear, that was the one the Cosian never expected her to say. His face grew an expression of surprise, which only grew as he realized she meant every word she said, staring at the Jedi with a serious expression.

"Well, I never quite expected to hear that." the Cosian admitted.

"You mean you won't take him?" the woman panicked.

"No, that's not what I meant." the Cosian calmed her down. "I just can't remember the last time anyone came to the Temple and offered their own child to the Jedi. Most parents are too attached to let go of their children without some persuasion."

"Unlike others, though, I know this is for the best." the woman stated firmly.

"We cannot take in anyone in as Jedi, though." the Cosian reminded. "You, as well as everyone else, should know that. They must be strong in the Force if there are to be trained in as Jedi."

"Look at my son, and that will let you know he can be one of you." the woman stated proudly. "He is special, you can feel it."

"Very well, if that is what you wish." the Cosian agreed.

The Jedi Master looked at the young boy in the woman's arms, who had his head buried in her mother's shoulder. Slowly, but surely, though, the boy turned his head to catch a glance of the Cosian Jedi, and the moment they made eye contact, the Cosian could feel the power within the youngling.

"You're right, my dear." the Cosian admitted. "He is strong in the Force. It's hidden, but if you concentrate, you can feel his connection to it."

"He's shown some of these abilities you call the Force since he was born." the woman explained. "It's subtle, but even I can tell. He's destined for great things, it's obvious. But...that won't happen if he stays with me, and as much as it hurts me inside to do this, I have to let him go. The only way for him to make a difference is for him to be a Jedi, and they will undoubtedly give him a better life than I could. So please..."

"Alright, I'll present him to the Council." the Cosian told him. "If they can see the potential in him, then he will be accepted into the Order."

"Thank you, Master Jedi." the woman said gratefully; she set his son down on his feet and turned him towards her. "Listen, sweetheart. This is going to be your home now. Listen to the Master Jedi, and try to be a good boy."

"Mommy..." the boy sobbed, realizing she was leaving. "Don't go."

"Oh my son, don't cry." the mother soothed, hugging him gently. "We'll see each other again. I promise. But you have to be strong for Mommy. Remember, make a difference."

The boy shed a few tears at those words but he nodded in understanding, and after one final hug, the mother gently pushed him towads the Jedi, encouraging him to go. Nervously, the boy walked up to the elderly Cosian, who the boy with a smile.

"Hello, young one." the Cosian greeted kindly. "What's your name?"

"C-Cardek...Cardek Onasi..." the boy answered nervously.

"Well then, Cardek, my name is Master Tera Sinube." the Cosian answered. "It is a pleasure to meet you, young one."

"Master Jedi..." the woman spoke softly; Sinube turned to her. "Promise me one thing...Please look out for my son. At least until he's ready. Please, until he is ready, guide him. Give me some assurance before he goes."

"...Very well, I promise to look out for the boy." the Cosian agreed. "Now come on, Cardek. It'll be interesting to see how the Coucil thinks of this."

The Cosian Jedi gently took a hold of the boy's hand, and began leading him towards the temple. As he was led away, Cardek turned his had back towards his mother, who gave him a very sorrowful smile as she watched him leave. And in response, young Cardek raised his hand and waved longingly at his mother.

"Bye, bye, Mommy..." he said, and with that, he entered the temple and out of her sight.

"Be strong, my son." the woman spoke as she stood up. "You are destined for great things. That much I know." She walked back down the walkway leading to the Temple, and stood on the right edge. "I can no longer go on in this world. Cardek...make me proud."

She then stepped off and fell to the ground below...


Master Sinube stopped in his tracks, and turned his head back towards the entrance, his eyes narrowed as he knew what had happened. Cardek looked up at the Jedi Master, his curiosity showing.

"What's wrong?" Cardek asked innocently.

"...Nothing." Sinube told him. "Come on, Cardek. Let's introduce you to the Masters."


A/N: There you go, the Prologue to Star Wars: Twins of the Force. It was originally supposed to be longer than this, but I decided to save the other stuff for the next chapter, and leave you all hanging. This is a side project that I don't know if I'll continue, but hopefully it will be successful. It will have romance, action, twists, deaths, and everything you could ask for. So review and give me your feedback. It would be greatly appreciated.