A few weeks had passed since Tahiri was abducted from the Jedi Academy. Darth Vader had just called her into the center room of the Shadow Academy to complete her training.
"Good," he had said to her after she had successfully completed her newly learned Force exercises. "Yes...very good. You have potential, granddaughter. Potential that those insignificant Jedi took no notice of."
"For the last time, I am NOT your granddaughter," Tahiri protested.
"Silence!"
Tahiri sighed. "Forgive me, Lord Vader.
"Very well," Vader replied. "But before you become my apprentice, I need you to...take care of someone for me," he said. "A student of mine has been acting out of character recently, and I can no longer have his presence here. I would do the job myself, but this seems like a perfect opportunity for you to exercise your skills."
"Who is it?"
"I'll call him in now," Vader said. He pressed a button on his comlink and said, "Send him in." The doors opened and a boy looking one or two years older than Tahiri walked in.
"Yes, Lord Vader?" he said.
"Take out your lightsaber," Vader told him.
With a confused look, the boy did as he was told, and activated it.
"Tahiri," Vader said. "You know what to do."
Tahiri sighed again. "Yes, Lord Vader," she said, and struck the Dark Jedi apprentice down without a second thought.
Vader chuckled darkly as he examined the dead body in front of him. "Yes," he said. "Excellent...very good." He turned to Tahiri. "You're ready."
Tahiri remained silent.
"But first, a question. Do you remember anything before coming here?"
"No, I don't." Actually, she thought, I do remember...someone...
"Well, then," Vader said, interrupting her thoughts. "You are now ready to become my new apprentice. May the Force serve you well."
Tahiri looked off to the side. Whoever you are, she thought. Please...help me.

In the weeks since Tahiri's kidnapping, the Jedi Academy had gone from a cheerful place of learning to a place of fear and dread. Though Luke had tried many different ways to assure the students that they were safe, he knew they would never believe him as long as Tahiri was gone. I'd like to believe something could be done... but I have no clue where they could have taken her...

"Anakin," he heard. Anakin, who was sitting at the end of the table, ignored the voice and stared down at the wooden table. "Anakin," he heard again. He turned around angrily and yelled,

"Leave me alone, goddamit!" He jumped up and ran in the other direction. Jaina stared after him, at a loss for words.

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Tahiri, he thought desperately. If you're out there, please... if you can hear me, tell me you're okay... Anakin sighed. People don't know how to give you a moment of peace, do they?

No, they don't, he heard. Surprised, he turned around, but saw no one.

That's weird, he thought.

"Hello?" he called. "Is anyone there?" Behind him, there was a dazzling blue light, nearly the same color as his eyes. Turning around warily, Anakin jumped back in shock. An old man in Jedi robes surrounded by the light was grinning at him. "Who are you?"
"I am Obi-Wan Kenobi," the man replied. "I noticed your inner troubles."

"I don't know what you're talking about," Anakin lied. Obi-Wan smiled.
"I'd think you should know better than to lie, Anakin," he said, "being raised by a family full of Jedi Knights."

"How do you know my name?" he asked, frightened.

"Don't be afraid, I've come to help you," the Jedi said.

"Well, you're out of luck," Anakin smirked. "I don't need any help."

"I am a Jedi, you know," Obi-Wan said, a twinkle his eye, though that might have been from the blue glow. "You're troubled." Anakin glared at him.

"Fine, have it your way," he said. He sat down on his bed and sighed. "My best friend was kidnapped a few weeks ago."

"Ah, the young Tahiri Veila, is it?" Anakin nodded, looking away, due to the tears welling up in his eyes.

"Uncle Luke says he has his team looking for her, and says they might have found her, but-"

"But you don't believe him?" Obi-Wan finished gently.

"I know he's just trying to make me feel better," Anakin replied quietly. "I know I need to do something, but I'm stuck here, and he won't let me do anything to help!" He turned around. "Obi-Wan-" Confused, Anakin looked around the room. "Obi-Wan?" There was no answer. The old Jedi was gone. As he was about to lie down, he was hit with a massive headache.

Help me... please...

He sat up like lightning, his heart beating at the speed of light. He knew that voice better than anything. It was all he had been hearing for the past few weeks.

Tahiri.