Allana sat alone with Em. As the youngest child here, she was often left behind. She idolized BJ until he had been kidnapped. With him gone, she'd become withdrawn. Joran, her father had dealt a blow to her world with his betrayal. Her laughing eyes had dimmed a bit.

Her best friend was Caohdan. But now that BJ was back Caohdan had been spending a lot of time with Jesseye. A boy his age.

Allana huddled next to Em who had an arm around her shoulder. Em too had grown a little quieter since Joran's betrayal.

"What will become of us?" Allana finally asked.
Em looked at her in surprise, "What do you mean baby?"
Allana shrugged and leaned out from other her mother's arms. "I mean, what will we do eventually? Everyone will either betray us or leave. Our Dad-" Her voice caught
"Allana," Em said firmly turning to look at her youngest. "I'm here, your sisters are here, your brothers…"
"But they will leave," Allana insisted. "Even Starkiller and Juno. They aren't our family. They have their own family. Where do we fit?" She began to cry.
Em pulled her little girl closer to her again. Six years old and too young to be involved in things like this. Em understood that if the Jedi Temple had still stood she wouldn't have had a child with her as all of them would have gone for training at a young age. Or worse…she would never had met Joran and had her girls in the first place. Her heart sagged when she thought of him.
Pushing him away she looked down at her youngest daughter again who was sobbing quietly into her side. Em wanted to promise that she'd never leave her. Wanted to promise that she'd always be there for her. But she wasn't sure if any of those were promises that she could keep.
She sighed and pulled Allana's face up to hers. "Allana," she said. Her voice was solemn. "No matter what happens to us, we are your family. Starkiller and Juno are your family, BJ, Connor, AJ, and Caohdan… and also Jesseye now are your family. Even Proxy is your family." Em smiled at the mention of the robot. He'd been training them all in sword play despite his initial complaints of not having any "primary programming."
Allana stared her in the eyes and nodded. Em's heart sank as she knew the little girl was not convinced. Em herself was barely convinced herself but they were here.
"Let's go outside and play." Em said quietly. Allana nodded and turned and ran off. Em's heart sank. She knew right now Allana didn't believe it at all.
Allana ran down the hall a little blindly. She'd gotten used to the ship and the halls and so was expecting to run out to the outside not crash into Proxy.
"Oh my!" Cried the droid, bending down to pick her up. "Are you all right little one?"
"I'm fine," Allana squeaked. She accepted his hand up from the floor. "What are you doing Proxy?"
"Oh," the droid responded. "I'm going to look through the parts Starkiller picked up planet side."
"What for?" Allana was as curious as any 6-year-old.
"I'm looking for my primary directive."
"Primary directive?"
Proxy paused. "Purpose, young one. I suppose in human terms it means purpose. My Master told me to be guided by a set of principles once. But I admit it seems easier to just have a Primary directive."
"Oh, well consider yourself lucky," Allana sighed. "I don't have one. Everything is so mixed up."
Proxy considered this a moment. "Is it normal for humans to have a Primary Directive at such a young age?"
Allana shrugged. "I don't think so Proxy. It's why we're lost. We never have one I suppose. Unless we pick one." She paused, thoughtful. Proxy noticed her silence.
"What is it?"
"I think I need a Prime Directive, Proxy?"
"What?"
"You know, a purpose, everything has been so confusing…everyone leaving. Dad, BJ…. except now BJ is back and we're out here…. I don't know where we are. What are we doing here? What will I do out here?"
Proxy was the one this time who grew thoughtful. "I don't know the answer to that Allana. But that is what I'm doing, looking for answers."
Allana suddenly gave a squeal. It was actually one of her habits she was known for before leaving Kelusia. A sudden high pitched squeal of delight followed by her jumping up and down.
"Thank you Proxy!" She said. Her run off was more of a prance and her blonde curls bounced up and down in her wake.
Proxy stood for a moment in confusion. "Well," he said to himself. "I do not know what just happened, but it appears that I have helped someone."
He shuffled down the hall, his metallic shoulders a little squared.
Allana ran outside. The first person she was BJ.
"BJ!" He was standing in the sun looking off into the distance. He was a little quieter since his ordeal but Allana still felt comfortable enough to run to him like the big brother he'd always been to her. He turned and smiled at her. "BJ I need a primary directive."
"A what?" BJ looked surprised. His browed furrowed in confusion.
"Well Proxy and I were talking…and…"
"Proxy? Well that explains your terms. What's going on?"
Allana related the conversation in as much detail as she could to BJ. He grew thoughtful.
"You know I haven't really thought much about our purpose out here." He confessed.
"But we have to do something," Allana said. "We are all connected to the Force, Force sensitives. Doesn't that mean we have a reason?"
"I don't know…" BJ looked off into the distance. "The Jedi seemed to believe it was a mindless source and yet it guides them? If it's mindless what purpose could we possibly serve?"
"But…"
"These people on this planet…." He waved his arm. "They believe in the Force…. would you believe that? But they say it's not mindless…well they are confusing really." He shrugged. "I don't know the answer to your question Allana. I don't know why we are here. A few months ago I was taken by a Sith Assassin…they look to themselves. That's their end. I don't know why they build everything up to hold onto power. But the Jedi sought to use it to protect…so they cut themselves off from everything they hold dear."
Allana was silent a moment. "Is that why Starkiller doesn't want to go back and become a Jedi?"
"Give up his life? His family?" BJ grinned. "I don't think so. I don't know if I could do it. Everything we've done is because we have each other." He put his arm around her. "Besides there is no Jedi Order now. Maybe someday but not now, the Emperor made sure of that."
They were silent for a little while after that. The sun began to go down and the two moons began their run across the sky. The stars shone brightly, BJ wondered what they named the constellations here. A flash of memory crossed his mind of when he was Allana's age. He'd lain out with his father while his father described the constellations to them…
He'd quit looking up at them after his parents had died. But now that he was here…he realized they were really quite beautiful to look at. No small wonder his father had been of talking about them and the worlds contained in them.
"BJ, I think I know why they cut themselves off." Allana interrupted his thoughts.
"Why do you think?"
"It hurt too much."
"Hurt too much?"
"Yes," said Allana, solemn. "It hurts to lose our family members…or be betrayed by them. So they cut themselves off to not be distracted. And maybe not to feel pain."
BJ had winced at her words. For his time away he'd nursed the idea that he'd been sold and just left in the care of the Sith Assassin Bane. To find out that he had been by Joran was a hard blow. He still found himself plotting revenge. Starkiller had told him to leave it alone, and BJ wanted to but somehow it was there at the back of his mind.
"Maybe that's why Sith like to gain power." He replied finally. "To control everything, so they too know what's going to happen. So they don't necessarily feel pain."
"BJ," Allana said finally. "I think Starkiller is right."
"Oh?"
Allana smiled. "I think I would like to learn the ways of the Force to protect my family, friends, and anyone who needed it. But I wouldn't want to leave you all behind. Or never get married and have a family."
BJ smiled at her too. "Neither would I little sister. Neither would I."

Jesseye followed Caohdan around. He was 5 too and Caohdan chatted enough for an army of people. He was mostly impressed with the other boy's Force capability. Jesseye himself could do many things but the raw strength that Caohdan had at his 5-year-old finger tips was amazing. He wondered if he was as strong as Starkiller seemed to be.

"BJ told me to imagine a hand slicing," Caohdan was explaining to Jesseye and that is how I did it."

"A hand?"

"Yeah," said Caohdan. "I think of a giant hand slicing that tree and that's what happened."

"You see a giant hand?"

"No!" Caohdan's eyebrow shot up. "It's' not actually there, it's only a pretend hand."

"Pretend? Caohdan you sliced that rock wall in half."

"Well…" Caohdan rolled his eyes. "I do concentrate really hard like BJ tells me."

Jesseye shrugged. He could put a dent into the boulder today, chip pieces off of it even, but Caohdan had sliced it in half. No one else had seen but Caohdan had shrugged it off as normal.

"Aren't you afraid?" He said finally.

"Of what?"

"The Empire coming after us, Starkiller leaving us…."

Caohdan looked at him. "I don't know what you mean. I have brothers who are always there. Why would any of them just leave?"

"Mine left."

Caohdan's simple 5-year-old heart did not understand what abandonment looked like. So he said the next thing that popped into his mind. "We are your family now. Do you know that? BJ gave you the Joral last name. That makes it official."

Jesseye looked at him. "Really?"

"Well yeah," said Caohdan, "There are not so many Joral's running around. There has to be special permission or something."

Jesseye grinned. He still felt like an outsider and he was still angry. Privately he knew they all accepted him but he was still waiting for the bad to happen. BJ had brought him here and given him a new life. "Come on, I need practice."

AJ felt alone for the first time. He knew that Connor had had a vision but his had been different. He'd seen a battle, not the end of it. Just knowing that they would all be involved. He knew that this battle would destroy this world. And there was nothing he could do to save this town, the people who had let them in. He watched it unfold a myriad of times. He'd gone to Starkiller and saw Connor and BJ describing Connor's dream. He kept thinking of each different path they took. Each road led to someone he cared about dying or himself dying, being wounded There were so many possibilities.

"You know," Starkiller's voice sounded next to him startling him out of his revelry. "Seeing the future and trying to grab it is like trying to grab water with your bare hands. There is nothing solid there, but it can still destroy your piece of mind in a huge torrent."

"How did you…." AJ started to ask.

"I've seen that look before." Starkiller muttered looking away from AJ into the distance. The sun was setting and a wind was picking up. Moisture was actually drawing up into the air. He smiled, a storm would always be welcome.

"Where?" AJ asked him quietly.

"On my own face of course," Starkiller responded. "I've dealt with a series of visions that showed a different outcome…I had to choose the path ahead. It was strange watching it happen and then living through it." Starkiller's thoughts were on his encounter with Vader when they were on Kamino. One way would have killed him, the other had spared himself a grisly encounter with another dark clone. But the dark clone was unleashed anyway. He felt a twinge of guilt but there was nothing he could do at this point but prepare.

AJ sighed into the darkening night. "I feel like there will be a moment that I will have to do something big. How do I know when it's there? What choice will I have to make?"

Starkiller looked down at AJ feeling sad for the way the Empire Forced Force Sensitives to grow up quickly. "You'll know," he said. "I did."