Ok, so here we are on the next chapter of Avatar: A Star War's Story! I told you guy's that update's would be infrequent at best (And by that I mean sporadic). But before we start this, I kinda want to share some news.

HALO MASTER CHIEF COLLECTION IS COMING TO PC AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH HOLY CRAP THIS IS AMAZING THE BEST THING EVER AHHH IT FINALLY HAPPENED IT'S GOING TO HAPPEN AND THAT OPENS DOORS TO MORE STUFF SUCH AS SWITCH OR PS4 OR ANYTHING AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Ok, let me calm down for a moment. Let me explain for a moment. I've said before, but Halo is one of my favorite game series of all time, right alongside Kirby, Fallout, Smash Bro's, Soulsborne, Dragon Age/Bioware (not Anthem) and more blah blah blah. Every game is amazing in their own way, there isn't any truly bad Halo game out there. Not only is it coming to PC through Microsoft store and Steam(!) but Reach is also being added! All we need now is Halo being added to the Switch and I will give 343 and Microsoft all my money. But now let's go to the reviews. (For any of you out there wondering what my personal ranking of the games are, well, from Favorite to Least Favorite, it's 3, Reach, 2, 5, 1, 4, ODST. ODST is a fantastic game, but it's last because It's too short and isn't that much different from Halo 3 which is the objectively best game by the way)

xxTheTruMan196: Hey man, thanks for checking out the final(?) version of this story! I'm enjoying your story's a lot with your entire connected universe! I honestly understand when people don't like the Last Jedi. There are a lot of reason's to dislike it, but I still enjoy it. Is it my favorite star war's movie, No. It's somewhere in the middle if I'm honest. But it's not a bad movie. As for the political agenda part, I agree that Canto Blight was pushing it politically.

Trekeee22: Ask and you shall receive!

CT7567Rules: Yeah I think your right. It's not off by much, but still off. But does it really matter though? This is fanfiction after all.

Guest: Yeah I'm thinking of keeping it that way. As much of a KorrAsami shipper I am, I feel like the story would end up being more satisfying if Ryder and Korra ended up together for any potential sequel I might do (If I even get there, hopefully will though). I will keep in Korra's Bisexuality though, won't be important but it's in here. I'm defiantly going to take my time with the romance though, don't want to rush into it. Romance ain't my strong suit, alongside fight scenes.

Mogor (Twice): Yes sir!

Linkin Park Fan (Twice): First of all, It could always go better. Second of all, I feel like your asking for a Linkin Park theme because of your name. I have never really seriously listened to Linkin Park or liked them, so...sorry but no :-(

Sparda B-312: Thank's for the kind words! I won't let any of you down this time! That's also a good reaction to shipping in general. If your into it, support it. If your not, ok then.

With reviews out of the way, let's get started!

*Edit*: In LOK, they would have those radio announcements at the beginning of each episode, remember? They also did a thing similar to that with The Clone Wars, so I'm doing it as well for every chapter now, except the first one, since it had the title crawl. Your Welcome!

A mysterious traveler! A young man from beyond the stars is hired to smuggle stolen artifacts from the emperor of the galaxy by a rogue Jedi, a member of the order he was once part of! He escapes the clutches of the Empire, and travels across the stars in a blind jump! Where shall he land now?

He couldn't see much, just murk. The images were foggy and distorted, but he somehow knew what he was seeing. A mask, old and haunted, whispering secrets into someones ear...was that person him?...

He saw a large tree, ancient and strong, standing the test of time and keeping something locked up. The prisoner was...angry...yet giddy at the same time...some event was coming and it would soon be free...

He saw a group of teenager's, a bit younger than him. They all appeared strange, with their clothing and power over the elements. One wielded a sword made out of...cortosis? Another controlled the waves and the blind one had power over earth. The scarred one could summon fire, and the bald tattooed one...what could that one do? It felt unique...almost godlike...

He then saw a woman. His age. Same feeling of power emanating from her, just like the tattooed one. Her eyes began to glow...what did this mean?

He never finished the final vision, for the red light-saber slashing at him woke him.

Ryder gasped for air as he lurched forward, only to be forced back by the seat-belt in his ship. He instantly leaned back, grasping his chest in pain. Here's a hint everyone, never lunge forward when your strapped to something. As Ryder felt the pain leave him, he regained his composure and glanced around. He was still in the ship that Sierra had given to him...he was still alive! He thought that risking the hyperdrive jump while being shot by Imperial TIE-Fighter's would most likely kill him, thank the force it didn't!

He glanced towards his lap, checking if the bag was still there. Sure enough, the sack was still there. Wonderful. Ryder sighed as he pinched the bridge between his forehead and nose, this entire day (or week or month or whatever long he'd been out) was a mess. It should've been a simple thing, meet up with someone and get a ship in exchange for doing a job. That was simple. But no, the universe had to screw with him. Now, not only did he meet a fellow jedi, he'd also been shot at, witness a wookie tear people in half, be forced to guard artifacts stolen from the Emperor himself, outrun an imperial blockade, and make a random lightspeed jump after his ship was shot! Not only that, but he barely escaped Darth Vader himself!

He hoped Sierra lived, he hoped she got away. He knew she didn't.

The beeping of the console alerted him to the next crisis. He was in the middle of nowhere. With the limited power on the ship, he scoured the nav systems on the ship. Supposedly, he wasn't in any charted area of the galaxy. Great, the jump sent him to the unknown regions. He loved his life, he really did. Ryder then peeked out of the cockpit, and saw a sight he would never forget for the rest of his life.

The planet was beautiful. It was almost like Naboo with how diverse it appeared, yet better. He could see snowy poles, a large desert, green everywhere and massive oceans of blue. It was spectacular...as well as horrifying because he just noticed now that he was moving ever so faster towards the planet. That was neat. And by neat, he meant terrifying.

"Kriff Kriff KRIFF!" Ryder panicked as he attempted to turn and press anything that would respond. Nothing did. He continued even when the ship began to enter the atmosphere, heading to the southern poles. He barely managed to get shields up when the ship began to catch on fire from the atmospheric entry. As soon as the clouds cleared and he saw that the ship was heading towards the ground, he fired up the manual controls. He forced the ship to move up, to negate most of the damage upon impact. Ryder managed to get it so it wouldn't nosedive onto the surface, but that was about it. Seeing that he was in for a rough landing, he braced himself for impact.

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Avatar Korra was...not having the best of day's to be honest. Well, she hadn't had a very good week so far as well. Her journey to the ever-storm alongside her friends, her uncle, cousins and her own father had taken a turn to the 'life-story revealing' sort of bad.

Finding out your father was supposed to lead the northern water tribe but was banished because he angered a bunch of spirits by destroying their sacred forest, not only risking total destruction of the norther tribe but also the balance of the world! Needless to say, she was very upset with the current situation.

"I can't believe you kept this from me!" She shouted at Tonraq, her father, while everyone looked on with a mixture of different reactions.

"I was protecting you from the shame I brought on the family." Tonraq answered, his head low. His eyes closed. If it was any other person, they might sympathize with his actions. But Korra was not most people. She was very...passionate about a whole lot of things. But hey, being confined to a secure fort for most of your life doesn't make you the most passive person. "Why did you keep hiding things from me and then telling me it's for my own protection? I'm tired of you protecting me!" Such as now as she turned away from her Father and began to march off.

"Korra!" Tonraq shouted, but it was too late. Korra left, taking her Polar-Bear dog, Naga with her. As Tonraq looked on as his daughter sped away, Mako placed his hand on her shoulder. "She's just taking a walk, she'll be back." Mako said. "She does the same thing when I piss her off so she doesn't break anything."

That was a valid stragety, and exactly what she was doing. As she rode on her pet murder bear/dog thing, her thoughts were full of rage. She wasn't just mad, no she was fuming! Why didn't he ever tell this to her before! This was vital information about him that she deserved to know, and he just hid it from her for her whole life? That was so unfair! Thankfully for most of the southern pole, she wouldn't focus on these thoughts for long. No, what caught her attention defiantly wasn't the giant fireball in the far off distance falling from the sky. No, not that.

She watched in awe, whispering "What is that?" to herself as she witnessed it's descent from the sky. Soon, it made contact onto the surface with thunderous applause, she nearly felt most of the shockwave. As she glanced back towards it, she heard the rest of her group catch up behind her, yelling at her to make sure she was ok. "I'm fine!" She yelled back. "I'm going to check it out!" She ignored the pleas of her friends as she then directed Naga to run towards the crash.

The trip didn't take forever, but it wasn't short either. The distance they traveled combined with the harsh weather meant the journey to the impact was around an hour or so, depending on certain variables. But when Korra arrived at the crash, she would never forget what she saw. It looked like...a metal ship. There were bent wings, scrap flung about. A trench was dug deep, indicating the fact that the object was moving fast. She and Naga walked around it, looking for anything. She saw...a cockpit? It was glass-like, and seemed to have a compartment for sitting. But the strange thing was that it had a hole. Glass shards surrounded the hole on the outside, as if something...or someone, had kicked their way out of this thing. She then noticed the footprints. Someone was in this, and they were hurt. Blood in the snow equals injured survivor after all.

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Ryder shivered as he forced himself to walk through the blizzard. The rapid snowfall bit at his skin and slowly froze his blood, but he kept moving. He needed to find shelter, and considering he didn't wan't to take his chances on the crashed ship possibly blowing up after landfall, going in a random direction was probably the only option he had. He grunted and cried out in pain as he felt the metal shard jammed in his side ever so slightly shift in him. He fell to his knee's, but forced himself up and continued to move.

When he came too on the crash, the metal in his gut was the first thing he noticed. Hard not to see that your impaled after all. Ryder, ever the calm one, had not panicked at all when he saw it. Nope, not at all. The sight of his own blood didn't send him into a hyperventilating mess. Still, he didn't use it, he'd rather kick open a window and fall out that way. He hated using that weapon, no matter the reason he kept it. Was it to remember his past, remind himself of the horror's he'd seen? No. He wouldn't use, never again.

The sack he carried on his shoulder was being blown by the harsh wind, but he kept a steady grip on it. Though that became harder and harder to do every passing minute. His blaster at his side, alongside his...other weapon, he continued to trudge along. Well, until the howl's of some far away animal pack. Not good, not good at all.

"C'mon, now?!" He hissed as he forced himself to go faster. He could sense the hounds coming for him, quicker and quicker they ran straight for him. He continued to run away, trying his best to ignore the agonizing pain in his side as he reached for his blaster pistol. Aiming the blaster behind him, he fired blindly. The plasma shots sped away quickly in random directions, he swore he heard it hit something but he didn't know what. No matter how many blaster bolts he fired, the wolves would eventually catch up. He needed shelter now, or at least somewhere to hide.

Speak of the devil and he shall appear, a cave! Not a terribly large one, and it was more like a hole in the ground, but he'd take it. He rushed into it, diving at the last possible second as some of the wolves snapped at his ankles and barely missed. He screamed as the metal in him dug in a little deeper upon impact, but forced himself to lean against the back wall of the tiny cave. He was cornered, trapped, freezing, bleeding. Great Plan Ryder, fantastic. He was going to die here, mauled to death by wolves on a foreign planet thousands of miles away from charted space, with no home or no family. Funny.

As he closed his eyes and accepted his fate, he heard new sounds. It sounded like...a woman? She was yelling "Get back!" and he heard whooshes, and felt heat and saw orange outside the cave. What was going on? He also heard the roars of some animal, that probably wasn't a good sign. This lasted a few minutes, but soon it was silent. He heard footsteps outside and he readied his blaster. He was...terrified to be honest.

"Hello? Is anyone in there?" The woman asked. He saw her shadow kneel down and look into the cave. His eyelids were heavy...he was tired, but he still was cautious. He tried to aim his blaster at her. "Hey I'm friendly. I don't want to hurt you..." He lowered his gun, not really his choice since his arm was getting weak.

"...Wh-Who *Cough Cough* a-are..." His voice was slipping. The woman hurried inside, and he felt hands wrap around him. His head began to slump, and it took all of his will-power to stay awake. "Everything's going to be ok now, alright? I need you to stay with me." His eyes glanced up, the woman's face was blurry but slowly clearing up...he felt so weak...he didn't even hear her when she said that she was going to remove the metal in his stomach. He defiantly felt the pain though when she quickly took it out. It lasted a quick moment, but that quick moment still felt like he was on fire. He opened his mouth to scream, but found that he couldn't, or rather didn't want to. He felt his injured side...not hurt. Rather, it felt numb. He glanced down, water surrounded the woman's hands (Human hands, so he knew that much) and the liquid of life was glowing bright as it healed his wound. She was saving him! He looked at her, and finally saw her face.

"You going to be alright?" She asked.

"Thank you..." Was the last thing he whispered before falling unconscious. The final thing he registered seeing before everything went black was the woman's face and her ocean blue eyes...

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"Who is this guy?" Mako asked Korra as she returned to the camp. They were close to the Spirit Portal now, but now that Korra brought an unconscious stranger she found in the middle of the blizzard back to the camp complicated a lot of things right now.

"I...don't exactly know. I found his trail next to the crashed ship we all found. There was blood, so I followed it to a cave that was being attacked by several wolfs which I fended off." Korra answered as they all huddled around the man, wrapped in several blankets to keep him warm. "I found him in the cave with some metal stuck in him. I managed to heal the wound, but he collapsed before I could ask who he was."

"Well, his name would certainly be useful right now." Unalaq spat out venomously, his son and daughter agreeing. Korra frowned at that, but ignored him. "Considering the state I found him in and the crash we all saw..."

"Wait Wait Wait, hold up a second." Bolin interjected. "Your not...suggesting that this guy." He then began poking Ryder's (Not that they knew who he was) face repeatedly. "Is an ALIEN!?"

"Stop poking him!" Korra yelled, which Bolin meekly agreed. "I don't know, he look's human enough to me but he has some stuff with him that's...strange." They knew what they were referring too. The clothing that he wore was robes, but underneath was a bizarrely styled tunic, pants, etc. He also kept with him several items. Some chip thing that looked fractured, a strange crossbow looking device, and a metal baton with notches and markings on it. They decided to put everything that the man had in his sack he was carrying, but didn't dare open it. On account of that being rude, and the the fact that Unalaq felt a dark...presence in the bag.

"Whatever he is, I don't believe it's wise to keep him around." The Northern Chief stated. "It's best that we move on."

"What?"

"No way!"

"Your serious?"

"We may not get along brother, but your being insane! This man clearly needs our help, he almost died!" Tonraq shouted at his brother, who only stared back. "We're returning to the South Pole, immediately!"

"No! The solstice is tonight. And we're so close!"

"This mission is too dangerous. We're leaving and taking the stranger with us." Tonraq said, but Korra interjected. "Dad, Unalaq's right. We have to do this tonight."

"But..."

"You head back, take him with you. We'll meet up when we're done and we can look into this guy." The Avatar said firmly. Tonraq began to interject, but sighed once he saw his daughter's determination. Soon he left on his Snowmoblie, taking the unconscious stranger with him.

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Korra had made a resolution. She did not like this place. Not one bit.

It was freezing for one,the bitter cold nipped and stung her like a thousand Buzzard-Wasps. She could feel some frost growing on her arms. That was not the only reason she did not like this place. The forest...it felt darker than outside. The presence...it felt like something was watching her. Something was...feeding off of her fear. She didn't like that

As she continued to walk, she heard...something. All around her...it felt alive. It was...breathing. A dark, course metal breathing. *COOOUGH...HGUUUGHGH*

She pivoted, flames springing from her hands and shooting outwards. She hurled the fire at the noise, lighting it into an inferno. A few seconds passed and she ceased the flames. There was nothing there, only some melted ice. Then she heard footsteps. She glanced to her eyes, eyes twitching with fear. What was this...why was she so afraid?

The answer then came. Out of the shadows...a figure. It wore all black robes, dim light illuminated only it's face. It was a man, not much older than herself, perhaps 5 or 7 years her elder. He had handsome expressions and a scar on his eye...his eyes...pale yellow. Glowing with hatred. She'd seen this man before...but when? He held something in his hand, his golden, skeletal like hand made of machine, thumbed a button and a blade made out of light shot out from it. He glared at Korra, his eyes boiling in anger. The yellow cold become a raging inferno. "Thief." He spoke. His voice...strange. Mechanical. Artificial.

It then lunged at her. The light-sword moving faster than she could see. Her instincts were the only thing that saved her, telling her to roll out of the way. She barely managed to avoid the slash at her neck from the man. She then launched an onslaught of the elements at him, all being easily deflected or dodged. Who was this man? She was then forced to avoid the multiple attacks from the man's blade. His swordsmanship, e was faster than her, she could barely keep up. "You have stolen what is not yours. You have taken power that does not belong to you."

"What are you talking about?!" Korra yelled before kicking up an Ice wall. Seperating the two, she launched it at the man, crushing him between the wall and the trees. She then bolted the opposite way, weaving through the ice and roots. She could not defeat him, he was too powerful. Already she could hear him after her, A distance away. As she glanced behind her, she then tripped and fell. Quickly getting up onto her feet, she looked at what was in front of her. Some sort of glowing orb, a dome covered in vines and ice. She could feel the energy coming off of it. This was it.

"The light in the dark." She said as she reached out and airbent at it. Nothing. She then shot fire and it. Again, nothing. "Why isn't it opening?" She angrily shouted, shooting earth, Water, fire and Air at it. Nothing. Suddenly, the hum of the light sword filled her ears. Turning around, the man stood there. 30 feet away from her. His robes were tattered, cut and torn. He wore a simple tunic underneath his robes, black colored as well. His eyes still shun yellow, yet it held more hatred in them now. "Your time has come, Thief."

"Get away from me!" She shouted to the figure who began to slowly advance. She hurled Fire, Earth, Water, Air, all the elements at him. Nothing. He blocked, slashed away or sidestepped them all. When he got close enough, he slashed downwards, his sword about to reach her. Using her airbending, she created a small but powerful gust that kept it from hitting her, but just barely. A lock ensued, the man with his fury and hatred, Korra with her desperation. The man however, was overpowering her. As the blade edged closer and closer to her, she crawled backwards and backwards. Her back was on the dome, she placed her palm on it, she could go no further. As the blade was about to touch her, she activates her last resort. The Avatar State.

Her eyes white with the power of the past Avatars, her air-gusts intensity and power increased tenfold! It was enough to send the man flying back. He collided into a wall, and quickly recovered. But it was too late, she had touched the portal. It had opened. As the ground cracked beneath them, an orange light emanated from where her hand was on the portal. Korra felt her power increase even further, with the portals opening the sudden energy was feeding her power. She then bent a fire blast at the man, which hit him full on. As he stumbled, his skin began to flake and melt off of his face and body. His tunic caught fire, his scalp burned. Korra however, did not notice this in her desperation and kept on the onslaught. The man screamed in pain and agony, his hatred and anger growing stronger as the pain increased. His flesh melted, revealing metal underneath. Soon enough, the only skin left were his eyes...everywhere else was replaced by black armor, made of metal. His eyes then burned away, revealing lifeless plating. She finally saw the monster. She remembered. A dream, a dream so long ago, a dream about pain and loss and death. This man, this was that traitor from that dream? But why was she seeing him now! "I am your destiny!" The monster shouted as the portal suddenly gave in and opened.

Fire! Blood! Pain! Darkness!

She saw war, a war among the stars. Men in white firing bolts of blue at mechanical soldiers. She witnessed the chaos, the atrocities committed.

She saw the scheming of the Phantom Menace, cackling and laughing at the anarchy of the War. She saw his plans for total domination, for the destruction of his enemies. She saw his darkness.

She saw three warrior of piece. One was the elder, close to the end of his prime. His eyes spoke of wisdom and a calm swagger, but held great loss. The youngest was female, but strange for she had orange skin and tendrils on her head. She had a pure heart, and wished only for the best. But she hid fears and anxieties. The last one was in the middle, a chosen one. She could feel his power emanating from him, his feelings, his hopes for peace and justice for all, but there was darkness in his heart.

She saw the aftermath. A burning temple of warriors, of peacekeepers who did not keep the peace. Those who were tricked by interior and outside enemies. Tricked by their own arrogance, tricked by their own power, tricked by the enemy they could not see under their very own noses.

She saw the young boy, crying once more in the hollow pillar. She saw his eyes, the same grey eyes as the bloody stranger from the crashed ship.

Korra gasped as her eyes snapped open. She had Awoken.

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Far off from the Spirit Portal, Tonraq looks on in awe as the Spirit Portal shines bright. The Everstorm departs, and the southern lights begin to shine. "She did it." Tonraq said to himself, proudly.

He failed to notice Ryder's shaking. His body acted uncontrollably, and unconsciously. Even if he didn't know it, he felt it. The power coming from the power, the reawakened power. Even with him being closed off from the force, he could still feel something that powerful and that close in proximity. If he could think right now, he'd think on how all force-sensitives could feel it as well from the planet. If he could think right now, he would think that this uncharted planet was now potentially a target for the Empire, or any dark forces. Alas, he could not think, only subconsciously groan as he felt the power.

The mask chuckled to itself. Sure, it might be stuck in here once again, but this planet would provide him another opportunity for escape and rebirth. All the sith lord had to do, was wait for someone to pick up the mask.

He could hardly wait.

And that's a wrap! Chapter two is done! Completed, finished, hecho, written, scritto, écrit! How'd I do? Good? Bad? Mediocre? Who knows. This is fanfiction.

Before I leave you all, I want to talk about a couple of stuff. As we all know, Star Wars Celebration is coming up next month in Chicago, and I will be attending! EEEE I'M SO EXCITED AAAAAAA! Maybe I'll meet some of you guy's there, who know's? If any of you guy's are going as well, let me know! Or not, I don't care.

If someone could draw Ryder for me as a cover for the story, that would kinda be the best thing ever. I'd do it myself, but I cannot. For reasons that equal me having litteraly no drawing capabilities in me whatsoever. Tl;Dr I can't draw. Help me anyone, your my only hope. (Ha!)

Also, kinda got a sorta small challenge for anyone interested. Look up Kirby lore. Don't know why, but Kirby's really popular right now and I love it. It's a good time to be a Kirby fan (plus a Halo fan as well, since well, look at the top of the chapter). But seriously, look up Kirby lore. It's really, really, REALLY F***ING DARK! It's fun.

Anyway guy's, thanks for reading this crappy story for us crappy people! Look forward to seeing you all next time! Pls review, Pm, etc etc etc I don't care. Bye!