Disclaimer: I do not own any of the main characters in this story. They all belong to George Lucas/Disney. I'm just exploring their galaxy for fun.

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Author's notes: This story will have some references to two of my other stories. However, it can also be read as a stand alone without any difficulties. The crossreferences will take place in Chapter 1, but I believe the rest of it will be blissfully free of story will be slightly AU.

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Chapter 1: Confusion

"Prophecies," Tahl Uvain complained, "they are simply multiplying like a pair of lab rodents. I thought one 'Chosen One' prophecy was more than enough and now there seem to be two. Force alone knows how many others there are circulating the galaxy. I'm officially getting a headache."

"Master, you're rambling!"

The quiet but yet stern comment from her young Padawan made her stop the whining for a moment, looking up at her with unseeing eyes.

"I'm sorry, Padawan. I just had to get it out of my system for a while."

"You want me to get you some tea, Master?"

Bant Eerin was unperturbed by her Master's complaints, but sensing what the answer might be she headed for the kitchen without waiting for an answer.

"Yes, please. Make it two. You need one too for being patient with me," Tahl instructed.

A few minutes later the two women were comfortably seated on the couch, each with a steaming mug of tea in their hands.

"What's all this about 'Chosen Ones'? " Bant asked curiously, "I mean, I heard the verse coming from the holocron Obi-Wan and Master Jinn found on Prakith but I don't get this 'chosen stuff'? "

Tahl sighed.

"That was not much of an answer," Bant prodded.

"I know, but it's complicated," Tahl sighed for the second time.

"How?"

Despite her calm and modest demeanor, Bant was not one who would give up so easily.

Tahl sighed for a third time.

"I shouldn't really tell but on the other hand, you're my Padawan and as such you have the right to know at least some of it. But before I say a single word, you have to promise me one thing: Don't tell anyone, and least of all Obi-Wan or Qui-Gon."

Bant looked up from her tea. She'd been watching the deep brown surface of the liquid with far more interest than it was worth.

"Why? Is it something that could be dangerous to Obi-Wan?"

"I'm not sure," Tahl refrained from sighing for a fourth time, "I don't think so, but what I know or think I know are only hypotheses and maybe not even that. It's more of guessing, I think. But it would be very disturbing for Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon if they knew and I don't want to stress any of them with these assumptions of mine."

Bant nodded thoughtfully.

"You have my word, Master. I won't tell anyone until you give me permission to do so."

"Well, then, go get us some more tea. This will be a long evening."

This time a full kettle of steaming tea was brought to the table - well placed on a heater.

"Do you remember that shortly after Obi-Wan had been apprenticed by Qui-Gon he was hurt during their first mission together? It was a mere accident. They got engine trouble on their ship and had to land on Stewjon, which is Obi-Wan's home planet. During their short stay Obi-Wan was injured so he was unconscious when they came back home."

Bant nodded: "I remember that."

"Shortly after that the Council, or rather Master Yoda and Master Windu asked me to go to Stewjon and investigate Obi-Wan's background and see if I could find some traces of his family and if that might have something to do with him being attacked. Or at least that was what we believed had happened. I did reveal that, it was partly because of his family background, but it turned out to be a mere misunderstanding. There's no more danger for him coming from Stewjon. However, I tracked his family and actually met his grandfather, a very nice elderly man. We searched the library of his…uh…castle and found an old prophecy which had been in his family for centuries."

"Castle?" Bant chimed in.

"Yes, actually," Tahl confirmed, "but that has nothing to do with the prophecy. Or if so, just briefly. Anyways, from Stewjon I continued to Auratera, and if someone suggests that you go there, then run. As hard and fast as you can - in the opposite direction. I've never ever been to such a Sithspawned hellish place, and I'll never set my feet on that planet again."

"Why? Does it have something to do with Obi?" Bant asked curiously.

"Let's say I realised that there is a possibility that the prophecy is linked to Obi-Wan somehow. And, no, I'm not going to tell you the details about my visit to…that place. It's best forgotten by everyone."

"So Master Yoda and Master Windu know?" Bant wanted to know.

"Yes, I told them in my debriefing after the mission, but it has less to do with the prophecy, than with…other things."

"But I still don't get the 'prophecy' thing," Bant said frustrated, "exactly what is it?"

This time Tahl seemed confused.

"Don't you know the old Jedi prophecy about the Chosen One? The one who shall bring balance to the Force?"

"No? Should I?"

"Isn't that a part of history classes anymore? When we were initiates that was the most exciting part of the entire year and we spent the week after hearing about it discussing it and what it meant. And then we forgot all about it, " Tahl concluded dryly.

"No. Never heard about such a thing before, and I actually enjoyed history classes, so I would have remembered," Bant informed.

"Weird. I thought that was taught to any new…oh… those sneaky left it out because they didn't want Obi-Wan to hear about it. Surely that's what happened. Oh well, as I said the prophecy itself is very blurred and hard to interpret but most who have tried agreed that it tells about someone who is going to bring balance to the Force. However, nobody has really been able to tell what that means."

"But what about the prophecy you found, Master?"

"That's another story indeed, or rather it may very well be the same story. I'm not sure, nor are Master Yoda or Mace. Let's see if I remember it well enough…"

Tahl was ransacking her memory for a moment and then she recited:

From the land of the suns he came

Born of the light, bore light within.

For peace he did fight,

his weapon the word.

Balance he kept, blazing the sword.

When darkness has fallen, again he will rise.

Bearer of light, the darkness will fight.

Brothers two, one bright and one dark

Against darkness his presence again lits the spark

Restore the balance of day and of night.

"Such was the prophecy I found on Stewjon," she said. "I'm pretty sure I remember it correctly."

Bant's face witnessed of deep thoughts.

"That sounds much like a prophecy, yes," she said. "but it seems to be more or less the opposite of the one we, I mean Obi, found?"

"That's what I'm thinking too," Tahl confirmed. "The prophecy I found in the castle seems to be telling about someone who is the bearer of light while the other one is talking about someone who has fallen under the spell of the Sith Lords. Yet they seem to be eerily alike, and somehow interconnected. What I cannot figure out is if they're talking about the same person or if there are two persons involved in this. Whatever 'this' may be."

Bant took another sip of her tea. It had turned cold long ago but she didn't really care.

"Master?" she said tentatively, "I guess we cannot find out where Obi's holocron came from or who made it, and you just said that the Stewjon prophecy was found in the castle so the background for that isn't entirely known either?"

"Well, that is not entirely true, I believe the latter is a warning of things yet to come."

"That's the general idea when it comes to prophecies," Bant said, unusually sourly. "Master, would you mind if we, or I, spent some time in the archives and searched to see if I could find where or when the Jedi prophecy came into our archives? "

"After all," she added with a mischievous glimpse in her eyes, "I didn't' learn about it in my history classes so I assume it's my duty as a Padawan to make up for that…uh…little miss?"