Crying. Pain. Screaming. They can all feel it. Everyone, dying. Pain. Laughter.

'Execute Order 66.'

- TJO -

From deep in space, a pulse went through the Force. This pulse pulled major attention across the galaxy, from all Force Users. This attention has consequences unknown to those who suffer it.

- TJO -

"Don't, Anakin! I have the high ground!"

"You underestimate my power!" As Anakin jumped, Obi-Wan prepared to end this, once and for all. But as he was about to do so, the Force screamed out to him. As he swung, his mind felt scrambled, and he cleaved directly through the chest of Anakin, killing him instantly. Upon seeing this, Obi-Wan stared in shock.

'It's over... not how I expected... but still, what was that..?'

- TJO -

At the same time, another showdown had been occurring, but this one of much less favorable end.

As two massive surges of the Force struck, Master Yoda found himself holding off a massive surge of lightning, using his skill with the Force to absorb the attack. But as he did so, a pulse was felt through the Force.

'Huh? What that was, I wonder...' Yoda wondered. It was this thought that doomed him, as the slight distraction allowed his opponent, Darth Sidious, to overpower him.

Sidious, pushing Yoda into the wall with his lightning, laughed as he felt the life leave Yoda. The extermination of the Jedi is assured!

Or, so he assumed.

- TJO -

'Ugh... what happened..? Where am I..? And why is the ground so metallic..?' Ana stood slowly, feeling as if she just woke up, and immediately felt several things wrong. First off, she felt a lack of a lightsaber at her side. Second, she didn't recognize anything around her to be the planet they held the ritual on. And third, and most importantly, she felt the breeze through her robes. She looked down, and realized that she was lacking her robes, and was only wearing the conservative bodysuit underwear that Jedi and Republic Soldiers wore when in combat scenarios. This left only the arms, neck, and lower legs visible.

Standing fully, Ana stretched for a minute before getting a look of her surroundings. She was in some sort of alley, and the area is obviously on a highly populated planet, given the amount of trash in the alley. She noticed what looked to be a man sleeping over in the corner of the alley. Looking closer, she realized he was dead, and a very small man. He was no larger than her even! She approached, and was immediately met with a dilemma.

'I know that they tell us at the temple to respect the dead, but this is an emergency... I need to cover up, and I have nothing to survive with here... I'm sorry alley guy, but I guess you won't need it anyways...'

After an uncomfortable ten minutes of searching the man and taking his clothes, she found that he only had his clothes and a blaster. Ana didn't recognize the make, and realizes that they might have jumped further than they wanted. Regardless, she put on the clothes, and tested her new blaster on the wall successfully.

'Okay, this should work...' the clothing itself wasn't bad, and it seemed that fashion hadn't changed that much since her time. The outfit consisted of a white shirt, a dark fiber-mesh jacket, and simple red pants, with the black spacer boots tying it all up. She put the blaster into a hidden jacket-holster, and stepped out of the alleyway.

She had seen a lot of cities in holos, and had even been allowed to explore the upper levels of Coruscant on some days, but she couldn't be prepared for what she saw. Garbage was everywhere, and people were packed walking through the streets. Large neon holoboards were everywhere, advertising everything from noodle bowls to exotic Twi-Lek dancers. Speeders rushed above them, and noises were everywhere. But even more, she felt something about it... this planet was full of life, every single person a whisper in the Force, creating a scream that you could feel everywhere. She had never felt it so strongly before...

'How can anyone stand it here..? I suppose they can't feel what I can...'

Her inner questioning was interrupted by a voice over to her side, coming from a beside her.

"Hey kid, wanna buy some deathsticks?" The man asked her, holding out one of these 'deathsticks' to her.

"Ah, I don't think so... I don't have any money to buy them with..." she admitted, looking off to the side.

"Oh really? I think you're lying. Your face doesn't look as dirty as a normal bottom dweller, and you are tanned by the elusive sun. If you aren't going to buy them, then I suppose I'll have to get my money the hard way!"

The man went to grab her, but suddenly you could hear a blaster click. "Attacking children now, Elan? Really? Why don't you go home and rethink your life. And hand over the deathsticks."

"Fine, but you haven't heard the last of me, punk..." the man walked off, dropping the deathsticks on the ground.

Ana looked at her now revealed hero, looking at him gratefully. "Thanks for that, mister..?"

"It doesn't matter what my name is. What matters is that you get back to whatever hole you live in and stay there, orphans don't survive on these floors of Coruscant."

"Coruscant? You mean we are on Coruscant, capitol of the Republic?"

"Republic? Kid, that's late news. As of a few days ago, the Republic is dead. The Galactic Empire is the new government around here."

"Empire?! You mean the Sith have taken over the galaxy?!"

"What the heck is a Sith? Kid, there was no takeover. The big wigs just voted another bigger wig to be the ruler for life. Now go back to your hole and stay there until-"

"I need to get to the Jedi Temple."

The man looked surprised at this, before shaking his head. "Why you'd want to go there is beyond me, and I'm pretty certain that it was marked as off limits ever since the Jedi betrayed the Emperor... but fine. I suppose you were a good distraction, take this. It should be enough fare to get to the upper floors, just don't trust anyone that isn't a hover-taxi driver." The man handed her a few credits, and then walked past her, off to do whatever people like him do.

'Galactic Empire? Traitors? Did we not jump far enough? Is Decius now... an Emperor?'

If only she knew how wrong she was.