After getting back from escorting Ruby to her dorm and being back in his room, he sat down and thought about the days he had in Beckinsale which was destroyed ten years ago. He knew that Ruby was the One to signal the return of the Jedi and the downfall of the Empire. He thought about how similar Ruby was to his daughter.
Twenty-five years earlier...
In a remote village far from the city of Vale and on the edge of the northern region was Beckinsale. Anything going from Atlas to Vale could be seen by villagers, the ships flew directly above the small settlement. There was no official leader in the village but Luna Tachibana was considered its chief because of his charismatic skills with talking away the bandits and his "bad-assry" in thwarting attacks from Grimm, one thing they didn't know was his lineage or legacy as a Jedi. Within his home, his wife gave birth to a babygirl whom they named Nyan. Like all new-borns of Jedi parents, she was going to someday become a Jedi like her father.
At first, his wife didn't like the idea of having their daughter train as a Jedi. She convinced Luna to not put her into that way of life, saying it was one of the most dangerous lives anyone would live. From that point in time, he chose not to follow the teachings of his master, his father Snow. Not to pass on his knowledge on the growing Force within his new-born daughter.
On her birthday, bandits came to Beckinsale again. Many of the towns people went to Luna for help, the village had guards but they were outnumbered as the bandits were forty plus men stronger than the security force.
"What is it that you want now, Grievous? Beckinsale doesn't have anymore Lien or overstocked food resources to give you. We're in the middle of a crisis right now." He said to the leader of the bandits, a man named Grievous.
"I do not care about what you got going on, Tachibana. If you ain't got the money or the food then give us your weapons, even your guards!" He demanded.
"No. Beckinsale has had enough of you." He replied.
"I will give you one... last... chance!" He said, one of his goons grabbed a child from the crowd watching and had the blaster to her head. The mother was resisting but was being held back.
Luckily, Luna had his grandfather's lightsaber tucked into his sleeve, he had enough of Grievous. That was the fourth child he used as ransom to get him to give what he wanted. Since it was the fourth child, many of the villagers began to see Luna more of a charismatic weak man. He could feel their growing hate and anger towards him, he knew that would draw Grimm to the area. He made a decision that could change the people's view on him, something that would make them believe he could protect them.
He lifted his hand and used his Force abilities to grab the child from his hands and back to his mother, while charging towards him and ignited his lightsaber, hoping to cut him down but he was stopped. He looked up, he froze as did the villagers. They never knew their chief was a Jedi, let alone able to wield a lightsaber.
"Haha.. you think you are the only one with a lightsaber, Luna?" Grievous said to his face, holding a lightsaber himself and blocked Luna's blade and pushed him back.
"Impossible, Grievous!" He shouted.
"No, its not impossible. Over the years, my men and I have killed many hiding Jedi over the years. I collected their blades. And now I want to add yours to my collection!" He said as he ran for Luna.
He was quick for Tachibana but he deflected his attack. The bandit attacked again but this time from the left. Grievous kept swinging his blade at Luna but he could do nothing rather than block off his attacks. He noticed that he was using Form IV attacks and felt the determination he had for wanting to take his lightsaber, and the amount of Aura he was using.
Luna decided to put his skills to the test, pushing back Grievous far enough for him to get a quick breather. Before he began, he closed his eyes and told the Force within him how much of his Aura he needed to use and with a soft response, the Force allowed it.
He opened his eyes and charged at his opponent who blocked his attack. Luna unleashed a series of strikes against the man who looked to be struggling to deflect and defend himself. He threw an attack at him, causing both of them to recoil from each other's attacks.
"Hehe, I see your pathetic father trained you in the art of Form IV, Luna. Wanna know something crazy? He trained me as well." He taunted him.
Luna became furious at what he said about his father and didn't want to believe he trained him, a bandit who kills innocents for fun. He charged at him with all of his Aura, despite his Force telling him it was pushing him to a limit at which he would be vulnerable.
His furious attacks were enough for Grievous to handle but eventually he saw Luna's weakness, a blind spot unintentionally revealed by both his Aura and Force, his defense and guard were down. As he held him off, he signaled one of his men to fire at his back.
Feeling the blaster bolt hit his back, he stopped and fell to the ground. Grievous leaned down and whispered to him.
"...You're grandfather's lightsaber will make a fine addition to my collection..." He said as he picked up the lightsaber from his hand.
Luna was breathing heavily. It was at this time the villagers also had enough of Grievous and his bandits, the guards broke free from their grips and started firing their blasters at them while the villagers did the same but disarming Grievous' men. A battle ensued in the village, as always from fights he couldn't win, Grievous retreated with the prize he wanted for so long. Some of the villagers came to his aid and carried him to the doctor's house and immediately became to treat the blaster wound he suffered from behind. He went unconscious.
After the villagers drove away the bandits and their leader, many of them gathered where Luna was. They apologized for the doubts they felt about his leadership, they began to respect him much more now that they knew he was Jedi blood. After repairing the damage to the village, they created a small statue of him out of a rock they found not far from the village. He was impressed and said it wasn't necessary but accepted the statue from them in good faith.
Ten years later...
Outside of the village, Luna and his daughter Nyan were on a beach, they were fishing as Beckinsale was now officially on the map of Remnant, traders and caravans frequently stopped in the village for supplies and to trade livestock and resources. Since Beckinsale was near the ocean bordering Vale, Mistral to the east and Atlas to the north, many came to collect fish and that's what Luna was doing. Since the incident that involved him losing his family's heirloom, he didn't forgot what he stood for.
"Hey, dad, look!" Nyan said as she pointed in front of him. He looked up and saw the Empire's large ship, the Star Destroyer. It flew by from Atlas to Mistral.
"I see that, Nyan. Those things are way too huge." He said.
She later finished with the amount of fish they needed that a trader requested and was eager for something that Luna promised her, behind his wife's back.
"So are we going to train today, Dad?" Her voice faded after she said Dad.
He was suddenly back in the present. The grandfather clock was ticking loudly, alerting him that it was 12AM. He placed down his cup and went over to the drawer, pulling out his daughter's lightsaber and lied down on his bed. He looked at the hilt for a few minutes, a few tears ran down his cheeks. He was heartbroken, he regretted about the lessons he gave her, how much he lowered the number of lessons each week. He missed his daughter a lot, as any father should.
