Kitty Zalia strode through the Sith library, attempting to look vaguely bothered about what she was doing. The seventeen-year-old Sith couldn't actually care less, but her Sith master, Lady Zash, could. According to that stupid old bag, some 'missing' Holocron was important, and she needed it before they could go to Dromund Kaas and start killing people and plotting. Kitty hadn't killed anyone in three days, hated Korriban and knew who'd nicked the Holocron, so she supposed she'd have to do what she had never been good at and obey orders.

She sighed, looked at the long and boring conventional staircase, thought for a few nanoseconds, then jumped. She landed perfectly, straightened up, gave a passing and disapproving Sith Lord a cheesy and innocent grin, and headed towards where she suspected most of the acolytes were.

She spotted her target almost instantly, a loud about nine-year-old red Twi'lek, standing chatting to another girl. The other was a small, red-haired, shy-looking girl, who seemed to just be trying to hide behind the Twi'lek as they whispered. Kitty pushed the strange connection she felt to them to the back of her mind and strode forward.

Kitty reached them, and the Twi'lek looked up at her, clearly wondering what she wanted. In fact, Kitty suspected wondering was behind all this, just a child's sheer curiosity.

She decided to get this over with so she could get off this dreadful planet. She turned towards the Twi'lek, narrowed her emerald eyes and said loudly "I want a word with you, Twi'lek!"

The Twi'lek glared back, apparently not at all scared. Darn, thought Kitty, as the Twi'lek replied with "My name is May, not Twi'lek, now what do you want?" The ending of this was followed up by a strange word, which Kitty suspected was rude in Twi'leki.

She rolled her eyes and cursed in Huttese. "All I want is the Holocron you stole!" She hissed through gritted teeth. The Twi'lek child adopted a hurt expression.

"Stole? That's a strong word, I only wanted a look." Kitty tried to remain cross-looking but was, in fact, trying not to be amused.

The Human spoke next, albeit very quietly, "I think you've annoyed her enough, May, just give it back, you've had your fun with it anyway."

At the mention of 'having fun with it', May smirked a little and produced it. Kitty snatched it, looking at them all again, just to try to suss out if the weird connection was still there. Yup. Pushing it away again, she stormed off.

As she walked back to the 'boring' stairs, images of them appeared in her mind. The youngest looked to be 5, she had bright red hair, neat and short, and a permanent shy expression. The Twi'lek, May, was red skinned, purple-eyed and, from what Kitty had seen, loud and sarcastic. Kitty wondered why she even cared, caught herself thinking about them again and swore fairly loudly, surprising her master, who had just been leaving her quarters.

Kitty shoved the Holocron at Zash, muttered a quick excuse and ran off, vaguely aware of a small voice in her head asking her what she was doing, another one telling her that she was going crazy because she never lost control like that, and another repeating 'Forget them, you don't even like children.' Kitty stopped, and leant against a wall, out of breath. Partly because she had been running far too fast for her tired body, but mainly because she had thought of something.

Children. Family. What if..? No that just wasn't possible...or at least it wasn't probable. She closed her eyes, hoping to calm down, or preferably, wake up from a crazy freak dream and be somewhere else. Instead, she saw a picture of her father in her mind. Her father had had hair that was as bright red as the shy little girl's, and pale skin, the exact shade of the girl's skin.

Kitty's mind raced. She started running again, then her knackered body stopped her, and she slowed down. She walked to a small library nearby.

Activating a computer, she dropped into a chair and typed in her family name. Nothing. Sighing, she typed in her mother's name. A thousand links appeared on her screen. She clicked one of them and saw a long, complex family tree. It started with her father's second cousin's grandmother, whose long-lost sister had seemingly a grandchild who was the mother of Tali and May Talon, the young Sith she'd just met.

The Sith relaxed, so she wasn't going soft, they were related. Thank force, she wasn't turning into a normal soppy teenage girl. She made a quiet vow never to get soppy. Ever. Then she got up and was about to turn off the screen when she noticed more names.

One was a Imperial Agent she'd heard of, another was of a famous, or rather infamous, Bounty Hunter, and a similar Smuggler, but one had an unpleasant effect on Kitty. She couldn't quite believe it. Hollietta. She was actually related to the Commander of Havoc Squad! Worst was to come...some of Hollietta's sisters were, and here Kitty shuddered, Jedi.

That awful thought distracted Kitty enough to stop her noticing the fact that the names of most of the older generations were not 'Zalia', but the last name of her forgotten and long-dead father. Which was coincidently the name of an ancient Sith family, Kallig.