Jonathan

Visions plagued me. I thought I would be able to rest in peace once I died. Instead the afterlife is just as chaotic, and confusing as the living realm. I saw things that made no sense, yet seemed familiar, which made me even more confused than i already was. I saw myself, only not as a Jedi, but a normal kid, with a family, two parents, and a younger brother. I felt love, so strong that if i wasn't already dead, I most likely would have passed out, or atleast fallen over, but one can't really fall over with no physical form. More, and more visions came, all of them familiar, yet none were things he remembered.

Even the technology is different, yet it all seems familiar. These don't feel like normal visions, they feel more like memory flashes. But that's impossible.

"Not as impossible as you might think young one." I was startled from my thoughts by the voice that had just spoken.

"I don't know your voice, yet there seem to be no foul intentions about you, who are you, and where am I?" I questioned.

"I am Master Qui-Gon Jinn, and you are not dead if that is what you're thinking."

I was slightly caught off guard by this, not only was i not dead, but I was now speaking to my second former masters former master. "How am i not dead, i was fighting Anakin, and he had me were he wanted me, i saw him swing, and I blacked out. How is it i'm not dead? And how is it that I know talking to THE Master Qui-Gon Jinn, who was killed during the duel with the Zabrak sith apprentice on Naboo?" I asked even more confused than before.

"I know all of these things Jon. You are here because it is the will of the force, and I am here to be your guide on path now set before you." He said leaving me no less confused than before.

"Yes, but how and why, how is it you're speaking to me? What path? And why?"

"I have discovered a path back, so that i may maintain my consciousness, and speak to you, that path is to help a new world back on course, to help that worlds heroes to bring balance. And it is you because you are one of the best suited for it. You are strong, and you are young. That gives you a great advantage, over others. You will fit in well here."

"But what about back home, what happened to the Jedi, the Republic, i'm needed their." \

Qui-Gon replied softly "The Jedi have fallen, few yet remain, and the ones that do have gone into hiding, hiding away their abilities from the new Empire, that has been established. You would not be of much good, even with you their, the fate of the galaxy can only be restored, by the son of the Chosen one." I was shocked yet again, Anakin had a son, which means Anakin had fallen in love.

"Is that how he fell through his attachments?" I asked.

Qui-Gon quickly replied "Yes and no. His attachments were used against him, but the hate, and seeds of the Dark Side had been planted long before that, it was not love that drove him towards darkness, but it was the call of darkness and it's power that finally caused his turn. Love is an emotion of the light, attachment is not of either, but can be used to turn someone from light to dark in the correct circumstances. Remember this in time Jonathan." I nodded in slight understanding, and accepting his advice, but i was still confused, by his answers only resolving to solve the puzzle later, I still had one final question to ask.

"What about these visions i've been having, they seem so familiar, but are so strange, compared everything I have ever seen in my life? What are they, and why have I been given them?"

"Ah yes, the visions you have received are actually memories, of another version of you, living in a different world." Startling me again to the point I might have fainted, or fallen over had I been able to, and not been in this spirit form, or what ever this was. "As to why you have been given these memories, you will just have to sort that out on your own." He said just as vague, as with all of the other answers, causing me to start to get frustrated before releasing most of my emotions away. "Now I must leave you. The world needs you, and you must face your destiny. May the force be with you."

And just like that he was gone leaving me. Then the area around me began to grow brighter, to the point of discomfort before I finally awoke.

I shot up, finding myself inside of what appeared to be a small tent made of Animal skins, laying on and under blankets made of similar material on top of packed snow and ice. Despite the cold appearance, the inside of this small hut was quite warm. I looked down to find my upper robes had been removed, and my wounds taken care of. I went to go get my clothes, and lightsaber, when i heard a women shout, in what sounded like fear.

I tensed, senses going into high alert. I reached out to feel who was in the area, there was a group of people outside, though none of them felt force sensitive, there was a vibe about some of them, that made me cautious, especially one. He felt like he had the presence of a young boy but, had an immeasurable control over his emotions for someone who was not a jedi. And their was a power emanating from within the boy, but it was not the force, it was something else entirely.

Quickly i gathered my lightsaber, and stealthily moved outside to the nearest cover i could find, luckily i was at the back of the small village I appeared to be in which was filled with more huts like the once i was just in, and was surrounded by a large wall of snow, but did not look very sturdy. Quaint, it looks peaceful at least, if not a bit run down.

Looking to the front of the village i found the group of i had sensed earlier. Most of them were old women and young children, with the exception being the boy and girl at the front of the group who looked to be about 15, and 14. In front of them was a large metal ship of some sort, which was full of men in red metal armor. Being lead into the boat was the boy i had felt. He was wearing oddly colored clothing, and was bald, but that was not what caught my attention.

Does he have tattoos. They appear to be shaped like arrows, and are blue, but i don't understand why a boy of his age, has tattoos like that. He can't be more than twelve years old. I thought as he was lead to the top of the ship, where they turned back to face the village, the boy looked down at the two in front of the group sadly before the ramp they had climbed up closed concealing them from those outside.

As the ship began to quickly retreat heading back what appeared to be north. I need to help that boy, he's the key fixing whatever it is Qui-Gon wants me to fix, i'm sure of it. But I can't just run up and storm the ship. From the vibes i'm picking up, those armored guys clearly aren't to be underestimated. They aren't Mandalorians, but they could still put up a fight. I need a plan.

I looked around thoughtfully, my gaze landing back on to the group of kids at the front of the group that was now beginning to disperse, they both looked sad at the lose of the bald one, but they also had a determined look. I get the feeling the feeling i may need those two, the are just as important as that other kid is. Making my decision i stood up from my hiding place, and began to walk forward towards the now thinning group. Many of the women looked up at me fearfully, while the little ones had an odd mixture of curiosity, fear, and excitement.

I smiled down at them as i continued to walk up behind the two in the front. Now that i could get a better look one of them they appeared to be siblings. They boy wore a short ponytail in the back, with the top cut short, and the sides shaved off completely, the girl had her black hair in some sort of hair loopies. Both had slightly dark skin, with blue eyes, and they both wore blue clothing made to be warm do to the chilly environment.

Both finally noticing me turned around. The girl studying me carefully, with both slight fear, and an overwhelming amount of hope as well. The boy on the other hand was sizing me up. Probably trying to see whether or not i was a threat, to put him at ease, a put on a more casual posture, and stance.

Sokka

I can't believe it. Sokka thought mystified by what he had just seen. The kid I just threw out was the avatar, not only that but he came back to save us, and gave himself up for the entire village. How could I have miss judged him so.

Sokka heard shuffling behind him, and some murmuring from some of the villagers. He turned around carefully to find himself face to face with the guy Aang, and Katara had found out in the wilderness. He had a slightly casual stance, and a friendly yet concerned expression on his face, but he had the air of a warrior about him.

Now that he was awake, and standing he could get a better look at him. He could see that like he thought he was on the tall side with a muscular build to him, due to the fact that he was not wearing anything except for the wraps for his injuries on his upper body. How is he not freezing, were in south pole and he just walks outside like it's nothing. He looked up to his eyes, to see that they were brown. "He doesn't appear fire nation, and he looks friendly enough, but i just don't know." He thought suspicion creeping back in.

Then he spoke in a slightly deep yet still friendly and welcoming voice, as if he heard what he was thinking. "Do not be concerned I am not hear to harm you. I want to help you get your friend back." He said. Katara, looked up at him excitedly.

"I want to come with you." She said, followed by Sokka

"Don't forget about me, i'm not gonna just stay behind and let you go with the stranger to get Aang then all over the world together alone. I've got your back."

The stranger looked down with a slightly amused look, as Katara looked surprised, yet pleased back at Sokka. "Thank you so much." She said as she ran over to hug him. After the hug Sokka looked up to the stranger. "Hey if we're gonna be working with you, I would just like to know your name before hand. It would be kind awkward if we had to call you stranger or something the whole time.

"Of course, my name is Jonathan Rahhn, though most people who know me just call me Jonathan or just Jon. Now may I ask for your names?" He asked good naturedly.

"Sure, i'm Katara, and this is my brother Sokka, she said implicitly."

His smile grew, "It is good to meet you both. Now we should prepare to leave so that we may catch up that boat. Do you have anything fast enough to keep up?"

Sokka looked down in though. He has a point, how are we supposed to keep up with a fire nation warship? All we have are canoes, and that those won't be nearly fast enough to catch that thing. He thought.

Katara then chose that moment to pipe up. "What about Appa, Aang's flying bison?"

"Flying Bison?" Asked Jon who looked about as skeptical as Sokka had, and still does.

"Aang said he can fly, and right now Appa is the best shot we've got at following them." She said.

"Alright we will try the Bison, but we should prepare first, their is much to do."

He said, and with excellent timing Gran-Gran came up from behind us offering each of us a pack of supplies, and Jon's forgotten clothing. "Thank you for this gesture of kindness, miss…." he trailed trying to get Gran-Gran's name. "My name is Kanna, though just call me Gran-Gran" she said now turning to Sokka and Katara, smiling at them proudly. "You all have a long journey ahead of you. It's been so long since i've had hope. And you've brought it back to life." She said as she hugged them both. "Aang is the Avatar, he is the world's only chance, you both found him for a reason, now your destinies, are intertwined with his." As she said this The siblings looked at each other both with some concern, and fear at what awaited them."