19 BBY. Crooked Nose Bar, Eyhines

Chels recoiled backward, not expecting this sudden development. They tried to dodge the next punch but got hitted in the shoulder. They couldn't believe she was being attacked and almost reached for her lightsaber but pull back as she knew it would be a death sentence if she showed it. The female figure threw them across the room and Chels smashed into a table.

Gracas thought she recognized the figure and moved her hand discreetly, the force moved the hood off the figure. Gracas ran across the room and grab the figure. The figure ignited her lightsaber, which was a icy-blue color.

"You work for those Imperial Scums!" The figure said. "I'm not going down without a fight!"

"Tors Annaki! It's me and Chels!" Gracas said. She was confused, as she didn't feel her in the force. Gracas thought Tors died at the former Senate Building.

Tors held her stance for a few seconds. The whole bar stared at her. Tors relaxed her stance and deactivated her lightsaber. The patrons in the bar got back to their business. Tors walked over to to Chels and Gracas and nodded. They then all walked to their table and sat down,

Chels looked at Tors and realized she was shaking and thin.

Tors breathed easily for the first time since Order 66. Gracas motioned for her to tell her story.

"I managed to decapitate my former comrades as we were patrolling outside the Senate building. Before I knew it, I was running to the Temple to warn the Jedi but I saw my fellow Jedi comrades being struck by clones. I felt so much pain I ran to the spaceport and escaped to Corellia. I lied low until I could find a way off but a clone platoon discovered me and I killed the commander. I then snuck aboard a ship and I arrived here. I still felt the pain so I got addicted to Death Sticks to numb the force connection. I used the force to cleanse my system of toxins as I used them. They affected me mentally as I feared this Vader figure would find me. That's why I attacked you, I thought you were a troop and for that I offer my humblest apologies. Now I'm here." Tors recounted and Chels told their story and why they're here.

"I certainly haven't heard anything about a Jedi here but I agree we should find this Jedi. It would help us." Tors said and was about to say something else when the holonet lit up.

"Vader killed 50 Jedis on Kessel as some of the Jedi killed each other in power bids." It then flashed and ended. All three were in shock.

"Who is this Vader figure? If he can kill 50 Jedi, we don't have a chance…" Gracas whispered in shock and got up.

"We got to go, it's not safe here anymore now that they know Tors is a Jedi. We got our own ship, we'll worry about the Jedi presence me and Gracas felt later" Chels said as they all walked out of the bar.

19 BBY. Spaceport. Eyhines.

Vader stood in front of a Heraklon-Class transport named "Jester". Imperial garrison records shows this ship was purchased on Alderaan by two customers for 35000 credits. They arrived here, the reason cited as being "refueling". Records shows the customers came from Coruscant shortly after Operation: Knightfall. That was enough to merit Imperial attention and after Vader organized defenses in this sector at the garrison, he came here. Now he felt three figures in the force approaching him. Vader smiled.

"More Jedi to kill." Vader said and order the troops to hold their fire. He would take care of this.

Three figures walked into the spaceport toward the "Jester". Just then, a troop escorting a Rodian approached Vader.

"This bartender got interesting news, sir." The troop said.

"Yes. A Jedi with a blue lightsaber used it in a fight in my bar!" The Rodian said, hoping for a reward. "Look, there she is!" The bartender pointed to one of the figure.

Vader ignited his crimson lightsaber.

The figures stood their ground and Vader recognized them as Gracas, Chels, and Tors. Strange, he couldn't feel Tors in the force.

"Where's the other Jedi with you. I feel this figure in the force! Is it Kenobi!? Tors, where's Kenobi!?"

Gracas was confused. Was this figure really Kenobi? Where was this Jedi they all were sensing? Tors realized Kenobi had to still be alive but had no clue where he was.

"This Jedi you sense is Tors. I guess you're weak! We will never reveal Kenobi's location!" Chels said, bluffing. Chels ignited their pink bladed lightsaber and Gracas followed, igniting her baby-blue lightsaber. Tors looked at the bartender and realized he told this figure about her. She knew she was barely connected to the force but she would fight and ignited her icy-blue lightsaber.

The bartender turn around and ran for the nearest exit but before he knew it, Tors caught up and bisected him.

"That's for running your mouth!" Tors said, smiling but barely turned around in time to block the blow by the dark figure. Gracas jumped behind the figure and tried to slash at the figure's leg but was force pushed back and she yelled

.

"Who are you?" Chels screamed as they slashed at the figure's chest but the figure's crimson saber deflected it and used the force to slam Chels into Tors.

"I'm Lord Vader and I'll be your doom! Troops, fired explosives at them. BUT LEAVE THE ICY-BLUE WIELDER ALIVE" Vader yelled and the troops fired rocket launchers at them. Chels and Gracas closed their eyes, preparing to join the force.

That moment never came.

They opened their eyes and saw the rockets hitting the troops yet also hitting the "Jester". Explosions rocked the port and Chels muttered "Crap. We lost our ride."

Vader was slightly shocked and stumble back when his dueling hand got cut off. Vader turned around and saw a jade colored lightsaber. He looked at the face and saw it was Emil Yatess.

"You yet survive. Yet I shall finish Skywalker's work." Vader said and Emil smiled.

"I'm sure you would love to." Emil laughed and Chels saw bandages wrapping her abdomen and was amazed she somehow survived. Vader used the force to throw a flaming cannister but Emil sliced it in half and launched the containers back at him. Vader flew back into a wall, caught off guard by her. Emil used the force and launched projectiles at Vader, eventually burying him in a pile of debris.

Emil walked to Tors and Chels and helped them up. Gracas had gotten herself up and said

"So you're the presence me and Chels sensed. I have never been happier to see a Jedi than at this moment. How did you even survive? I saw you struck down by Skywalker."

"You are right. I was struck down by Skywalker but thanks to my meditation mastery, I was able to heal myself and stay 'dead' until the battle died down. I was able to sneak past the troopers and escape on a freighter and I been stuck on this world ever since.I saw you two enter the bar but I stayed hidden until I could be sure it was really you two. I followed you out and I decided to join the fight, I'm so happy some other Jedi survived. What were you guys going to do?" Emil recounted, then asked.

"Well, we actually were looking, for a Jedi as we felt this Jedi, which turned out to be you. We were going to the Outer Rim but now our ship is destroyed." Gracas said, then looked at the pile of debris and said

"I can't believe that was Vader, you managed to defeat him. I congrats you."

"Thanks and sorry for your ship. I honestly think we need to steal a ship, and we need to go to Felucia. Find Sydlin Klagensmit, she got valuable information and a holocron detailing which Jedi are alive and their location. We need her." Emil said and looked around. "We could take the YT-1250 transport there, her boarding ramp is open."

Gracas, Chels, and Tors looked at each other and were hesitant. They nodded and Tors said "I guess that's our course of action since Felucia is in the Outer Rim."

They started walking but were interrupted by Imperial troops arriving. They started running and Emil arrived first, goading the others into the ship. Once the others got on board, Emil got on the ramp and screamed, collapsing. Chels turned around and saw Vader's lightsaber had slashed across her left leg and lower back and was lying outside the ship now. Chels dragged Emil up into the ship and into the corridor.

Gracas got into the cockpit and piloted the ship out of the port into the atmosphere. She almost hitted a Tie Fighter as she went beyond the moon and jump into Hyperspace. She then went into the corridor and saw Tors and Chels using some bandages they found to cover Emil's wounds. Gracas feared her dead but saw some shallow breathing and was relieved.

She turned around to see a Gigoran standing, a heavy blaster aimed at her face.

"I wouldn't move unless you want Bespol to shoot a hole in the middle of your face." A female figure said and Gracas finally saw her.

"Please don't hurt us, our friend is hurt. I'm sorry we stole your ship but our friend needs help. We can pay you back." Gracas begged.

The female figure saw the lightsaber and told Bespol to stand down. Memories flashed by and she knew she had to pay the Jedi back for their help long ago. She started to speak.

"Well.. sorry for the hostile welcoming. I'm Sols Hae'Lyn-Chupess. Welcome to my ship. She's sturdy and old but she has been modify to outrun or outfight almost any ships. Her name's 'Cobalt's Edge'."

Well, we know found out several stuff, especially the title of this story's origination. Until then, hope you enjoyed the story and until next time, see ya!