Blaze: and here's chapter 14

Darth: that's cool

Blaze: yeah

Darth: how many chapters is this entire story?

Blaze: 20, plus the really short epilogue

Darth: really?

Blaze: yup

Darth: how long is the next story?

Blaze: I don't know yet

Darth: oh okay

Blaze: here's chapter 14 and I hope that you like it

Chapter 14

Moonlight

Anakin watched as Luke and Leia sat close to each other in the Safety Hold along with the other Shadow Children. The children ranged from newborns to seven years of age and Anakin noticed that the older ones were taking care of the younger ones. Anakin and Padmé had both agreed to let Luke and Leia stay with the other Shadow Children because they would be safer there.

Luke gazed up at him as if sensing Anakin was leaving and he whimpered before he put down the toy he had been playing with and crawled toward him. He held out his arms toward Anakin and Anakin smiled slightly before kneeling down in front of his small son.

"I have to go now, little one," he whispered to his son as he wrapped his arms around him. "I'll be back later, I promise you that."

Leia glanced up as well before crawling toward him and holding out her arms. Anakin wrapped his arms around his daughter before holding his twin children close to him and gently kissing them each on the forehead.

Luke whimpered but Anakin gently pried his son's arms from around him before doing the same for Leia. "I'll be back," he whispered. Luke and Leia exchanged glances before they looked at their father as Anakin gently placed them down on the ground just as a faint explosion sounded.

Obi-Wan poked his head into the Safety Hold. "Anakin, we need to go now so the Dark Sabers can close the hold," he said.

Anakin hesitated for a split second as he gazed at his children who were gazing up at him with sad little faces. "I'm coming," he replied standing up before making his way out of the Safety Hold. Almost as soon as he left the hold, he heard his twin children start to cry, which instantly caused the newborns in the hold to start crying as well.

The two Dark Sabers that were standing at the entrance to the hold glanced at Anakin. "Don't worry, they'll be all right, the other Shadow Children will take care of them," one of them said.

"Thank you," Anakin replied.

"No, we should be thanking you, Skywalker," Sillia said from where she was standing beside Obi-Wan and Padmé. "To be honest, the High Council feared you because of the ancient Jedi Prophecy the Shadow Seers had informed High Lord Zylar about but now that we know you are staying to help us beat this new threat, we have changed our views."

"They know about the prophecy?" Anakin asked turning his gaze to Obi-Wan.

"I am sure every Force sensitive heard the omen that echoed through the Force," his former master replied.

Another faint explosion sounded closer and Anakin narrowed his eyes. "They're here," he said.

"Come, we need to make sure they do not near the Safety Hold," Sillia said. She ignited her ruby red blade and Obi-Wan ignited his blue blade, Anakin pulled out his lightsaber and Padmé at his side pulled out her blaster, the blaster she was allowed to keep when they were captured.

Another explosion sounded and Mylani, one of the Dark Sabers that Anakin had met during his stay with the Tribe, came running up with Zymmra, his Black Trainee, or apprentice, just behind him. "Just as you predicted, Skywalker, they attacked under the light of the blue moon and they are currently trying to get into the main keep of the Tribe's home. We have them pinned in the courtyard right outside the palace of the Tribe," he said.

"Let's go then," Sillia said.

Anakin and Padmé exchanged glances before they nodded once and hurried after Sillia and Obi-Wan as they led the way toward the courtyard.

The courtyard was alive with battle, blaster fire and lightsabers were echoing around the courtyard and Obi-Wan could already see several Sith lying still on the ground. The Synths were an interesting species, with scaled bodies, flaring red eyes and long, thick tails. Obi-Wan also noticed that many of them were using their tails as weapons as well as their blasters and daggers.

A Synth leapt at Obi-Wan and he quickly dodged before slicing upward with his lightsaber, straight through the Synth's arm. The Synth yelled in pain before pointing his blaster at Obi-Wan with his free arm but Anakin's lightsaber blocked the blow and sent it flying back at the Synth.

"Nicely done, Anakin," Obi-Wan said smiling.

"Thanks, come on, those other Black Trainees need help," Anakin said gesturing with his lightsaber toward a group of Trainees who were struggling to fend off the onslaught of Synths.

Anakin and Obi-Wan instantly hurried forward, their lightsabers flashing rapidly but the many Synths that had infiltrated the courtyard caused Obi-Wan and Anakin to separate amongst the group of Synths. Obi-Wan narrowed his eyes as he attempted to fight the Synths underneath the moonlight that shone down from the moon above.

A blaster bolt flew rapidly at him and Obi-Wan barely dodged out of the way to avoid the bolt and the dagger that flew at him before he whirled around and flipped forward, sinking his saber calmly into the Synth's chest.

The Synth glared at Obi-Wan as he fell down and Obi-Wan whirled around to avoid another Synth and flipped forward, his lightsaber flashing rapidly. He suddenly found himself fighting side by side with Sillia, her lightsaber was flashing rapidly as she attempted to block the blaster bolts. Obi-Wan also noticed that she was avoid the daggers that were being hurled at her and he did the same.

"They're a lot of them," he murmured.

Sillia glanced briefly at him. "Yes," she replied. "Imagine this but twice the amount, that was how it was when the Synths first attacked. And then we didn't have a warning and many of our children were killed."

Obi-Wan nodded before he blocked another blaster bolt and swung his lightsaber to slice through a nearby blaster, he then Force pushed the Synth out of the way before he blocked another blaster bolt.

"Avoid those daggers, they are very sharp and can puncture any bone," said Sillia and Obi-Wan nodded before the two of them in unison flipped backwards to avoid the blaster bolts and the daggers that were thrown at them.

"Damn, they must have known we were going to attack," a Synth yelled angrily.

"It had to have something to do with the whisper we heard that night," another Synth called out.

"Are the Synths Force sensitive?" Obi-Wan whispered.

Sillia glanced at him. "Yes," she replied.

Obi-Wan swore. "That must mean they heard the omen about Anakin," he said in a quiet voice.

"Indeed but would they know that it was Skywalker that warned us," Sillia asked in a quiet voice. Though they didn't know it right away, a Synth nearby had overheard him and, soon after hearing him, had disappeared in the crowd.

"I don't know," Obi-Wan admitted before frowning when he sensed a Synth and he quickly leapt forward and sliced through a blaster before Force pushing the Synth back. Another Synth's Force signature came nearby and Obi-Wan whirled around in time to find a Synth sneaking up behind Sillia with his blaster and dagger held ready.

Obi-Wan flipped forward rapidly before moving his lightsaber downward and quickly slicing through the Synth's arm and causing Sillia to stagger backwards to avoid getting trampled by Obi-Wan.

The Synth collapsed onto the ground, groaning in pain and Obi-Wan turned around to gaze at Sillia. "Are you okay?" he asked.

Sillia was still staring at him in shock. "Yes, I'm fine," she stammered out after a moment. "Why…Why did you save me?"

Obi-Wan smiled. "I am not going to let an innocent woman die," he replied. "Come on, we have a battle to think about."

A still shocked Sillia nodded once in reply and the two of them leapt off side by side back into the battle.

"Kill him, kill the one known as Skywalker, he caused this to happen, he warned them!" A Synth screamed angrily and Obi-Wan swore under his breath before narrowing his eyes as he scanned the area.

"How did they know?" Sillia whispered.

"They must have overheard us," Obi-Wan said.

"He's there, he's the one that warned them," another familiar voice sounded and Obi-Wan and Sillia whirled around in shock as Zymmra, Mylani's Black Trainee, stepped to a Synth's side.

"Zymmra? What are you doing?" Mylani called out.

Zymmra smiled coolly. "Skywalker is prophesized to bring about the end of the Sith," she said. "I am only taking extra measure to make sure that doesn't happen. It's him, he's Skywalker!" She pointed right into the center of the group where Obi-Wan could see Anakin fighting side by side with Padmé, his lightsaber flashing rapidly and Obi-Wan wasn't sure he was even listening.

"But he warned us the Synths were going to attack, if he hadn't, we wouldn't have been able to defend ourselves," Zylar, the High Lord, called out from where he was fighting a Synth nearby, his ruby lightsaber flashing in techniques that Obi-Wan has never seen before.

"We are good lightsaber duelist and we are good at piloting," Sillia murmured from Obi-Wan's side. "If we had our ships up and running, we would have gotten rid of the Synths a long time ago. Zymmra most likely assumes that we would have been able to defend ourselves without Skywalker."

"Attack, kill him, kill Skywalker," the Synth yelled before Obi-Wan could reply.

And that, Obi-Wan noticed, was what Anakin heard and he whirled around, his blue lightsaber held high as if he was inviting the Synths to attack. Blast, if Anakin attempts to fight all of these Synths, he's going to get himself killed, he thought.

"Come, we must help Skywalker," Sillia said and Obi-Wan nodded in agreement. The two of them flipped forward before hurrying forward to help Anakin as he attempted to fend off the many Synths that were attacking him.

"Force, they're too many of them," Anakin muttered as he blocked another blaster bolt and sliced through a Synth in front of him. Padmé, who was at his side, blasted another Synth before glancing at him.

"I know, Anakin," she said. "I'm sure we'd be able to defeat them if we work together."

Anakin nodded before leaping backwards to avoid a Synth but a blaster bolt flew past his lightsaber and Anakin hissed in pain as the bolt connected with his shoulder. He managed to keep himself upright as more blaster bolts flew rapidly at him and he barely managed to dodge those as well as the daggers hurled at him.

He hissed again in pain when a dagger got by and sank deep into his leg. He staggered but still managed to stay upright as Obi-Wan and Sillia leapt into the clearing and started to fight the Synths, forcing them back. The other members of the Tribe of the Lost Sith leapt at the Synths and the Synths snarled in fury.

"How dare you help him when you know that he will bring the end of the Sith?" the woman known as Zymmra shouted.

"He is destined to bring the Force back into balance and that does not necessarily mean destroying the Sith," Zylar shouted. Zymmra snarled in fury but Mylani was already there at her side, leaping at her with his lightsaber flashing rapidly and the two of them began dueling, their duel causing more Synths to be pushed backwards.

"You've betrayed your entire Tribe, Zymmra," Mylani said in a said voice and just loud enough for Anakin to hear through the haze of pain in his mind.

"I don't care, I want Skywalker dead!" Zymmra screamed.

"Zymmra, we gave Skywalker sanctuary and they are apart of our Tribe. They may not be Sith but we do not kill members of our own Tribe, nor do we help those who harm our Tribe, the Tribe is all we have," Mylani shouted back.

"You stupid idiot, we're Sith, we shouldn't be caring about anyone but ourselves!" Zymmra shouted.

"That is the way of Exar Kun and Darth Bane, not the way of the Tribe of the Lost Sith. We take care of our own, we don't care for the other inhabitants of the galaxy, that is why we stay on Ziost, but we care for our own. If you do not understand that then may you should not be apart of our Tribe," Mylani snarled.

But Anakin didn't see much of what happened next as a dagger flew across the clearing, past Obi-Wan, Sillia and the other members of the Tribe and sank deeper into his stomach. Pain flashed through his body and Anakin collapsed onto the ground, instantly unconscious.

A/n what do you think?

Blaze: yeah, I had to cut it off there

Darth: you idiot! What's going to happen?

Blaze: I don't know

Darth: (sighs)

Blaze: well, I have come up with a title for the next book

Darth: already?

Blaze: well, I actually thought it up when I finished chapter 1 of this story

Darth: ah okay

Blaze: well, I got a lot of reviews on my first chapter and now, not so many

Darth: well, patience is a virture

Blaze: no duh, please review and I'll post chapter 15 as soon as I possibly can