Chapter 1 – Skywalker

It was late at night. The city of Theed lay asleep upon the great waterfall into the Solleu. Asleep along with the planet was Ali. He lay in bed next to Camla. Fourteen years had changed his features, he had aged considerably. His hair was fully grey and some wrinkles made their way across his face. He was in good shape for a seventy-four year old though, mainly because of his wealth.

Deep in his mind lay a wild imagination, deeper than the ocean, or the vast blackness of space. He had seen the face of horror and things many would dread to even think of. He was in a deep sleep as he dreamt, he would usually see the future, he had learnt this from his entire life, it always happened. He saw himself walking through an under layer of the palace as the lights suddenly flickered off as he cautiously paused as he kept one hand on his lightsaber, which was horribly worn. He edged forwards as the faint outline of a figure appeared as a red lightsaber ignited as Ali ignited his too as the light began to clear the face of the man standing there was blurred and as he swung to duel Ali, he heard screams and voices of- darkness.

He awoke panting for breath as he walked out onto his balcony overlooking the waterfall. Of course, his nightmares were not real, but they could always be the future, like many others of his. He calmed himself as he watched a few birds fly over the city buildings and across the vast plain in which the Solleu flowed. A hand rested on his shoulder.

"Are you alright?" asked the welcoming voice of Camla.

"Yes, I'm fine, thank you for asking," replied Ali as he faced to look at her.

"A bad dream, I presume?" she asked.

"Yes, though it's nothing for you to worry about, you need your rest, I will be ok here," Ali instructed her.

"So do you, the General of the Republic Military is coming tomorrow, it is a big day-" she began.

"Camla, I don't need rest, I will be ok, I have the force," he said as he embraced her kissing her on the forehead, "I love you."

Camla walked out from the balcony and back into the bedroom as Ali sat in a meditative position as he closed his eyes and cleared his mind.

"Father…" a deep voice said through the force.

"Son…" Ali replied.

"There has been a shift in the force; I presume you have felt it," the voice of Matty Skywalker replied.

"Of course, we all have," Ali replied again.

"An old enemy has returned," Matty told him.

"That's impossible, he is dead," Ali questioned Matty's revelation, "Jessike Skye killed him on Mustafar."

"Revan overthrew me, yet I returned," Matty replied, "Search your feelings; you know it to be true."

"What am I to do?" asked Ali, "Your guidance is much greater than my wisdom."

"Keep searching my father, you will find what you are looking for," replied Matty.

"I see, but how do I defeat evil, I want the best for my grandchildren," Ali asked Matty.

"To defeat all evil," Matty replied as he thought then told Ali, "To kill it, you must experience it."

"Why can't you talk to me as a force ghost any more anyway?" asked Ali.

"I'm sorry, that is something you will never know," replied Matty," I have told you what I need to, may the force be with you father."

"Ok," Ali replied annoyed at the fact he was never told the truth, "May the force be with you too, son."

His eyes awoke from his meditative sleep as he overlooked the sun rising from the line where the buildings met the blue sky. It was morning, a new day.