This fic takes place during the Clone Wars. Darth Maul only fought Qui-Gon on Naboo, but no living Jedi has ever seen him. He's basically a Sith assassin and Dooku is more of the general. Nobody knows exactly what has been killing Jedi, but no one has yet to survive this Sith weapon.
I own none of these characters. All rights to Lucas or is it Disney's now? Either way it ain't mine.
Prologue:
In the beginning there was nothing. From this emptiness emerged the Force, from which all life came. The Force held the galaxy, all of its planets, to the dominant species on each, down to the smallest life forms on each world in balance. Life forms began to harness this energy, as true servants of the Force intent on maintaining the peace and balance, peace continued for a few millennia. But as time passed the number of life forms connected to the force dwindled. The emptiness from the beginning of the galaxy began to grow back into the world. With it came fear, greed, hatred, anger, and suffering. Soon the servants of the Force found themselves thrust into a struggle against the darkness that began to grow in the heart of life. With this fight a rift began to grow among the peacekeepers. Disagreements could not always be ended by negotiation. Violence was not always avoidable.
Most of the peacekeepers were a reactive force, riding the tides of the galaxy and ruling through compromise. A small number believed many deaths could be avoided by being a proactive force relying on strength to maintain peace. As the darkness spread further across the generations it crept into the peacekeepers as well. For those who were reactive this meant a greater struggle not to give into destructive emotions, in part denying them access to the destructive aspect of life. Those who were proactive began to fight among themselves, seeking dominance through strength. They began to hunger for more power to rule their enemies and in this way maintain a forced peace. As the rift grew fights began to break out.
When they officially declared the separate Orders of Jedi and Sith, Chaos took over. With the separation of the peacekeepers the balance was lost. Both seek the destruction of the other, but need each other to create a whole universe.
Jedi lack the willingness to do what is necessary until it is too late. They withdrew from the rest of the life forms to keep themselves on their path through the Force.
The Sith became more ruthless, but lacked the compassion of the Jedi. They no longer empathized for the life they had once protected.
Until the servants of the Force become whole, the galaxy will remain out of balance. Until the peacekeepers are whole, Peace will be impossible.
This fic has my own origin story for the Jedi and the Sith Orders. I really wanted a fic where the two orders were forced to work together and come to better understand each other and by extension the Force. The Prologue is supposed to feel like a myth, so kind of ambiguous and metaphorical. Think Genesis or Greek Mythology.
I'm planning on using preestablished characters from the movies, books, and comics. Darth Maul will be an important character along with Luminara Undili. For those of you who aren't familiar with her she's a Jedi Master that appeared in the films and Star Wars The Clone Wars. She's the lady on the story cover. Big characters such as Obi-Wan and Yoda will still be there, but more background. If you want to look up the other characters I'll be focusing all at once here's my preliminary cast: Kit Fisto, Ki-Adi Mundi, Plo Koon, Aayla Secura, and Eeth Koth. These characters hopefully look familiar if you've seen the movies. Hopefully now you have a good visual so you can sit back and enjoy the story.