Title: Riana Darklyght: Jedi Knight

Author: jedidanny (danielle_skywalker_jedi@hotmail.com)

Genre: Romance, action-adventure

Time frame: Alternate universe…probably either before Episode One or waaaaaaaaaay after the New Jedi Order…not sure yet

Rating: PG

Summary: The adventures of a young Jedi Knight and the sacrifices she has to make. R&R!

Disclaimer: Star Wars does not belong to me….These characters are all completely made up by me. I'm all ready starting to think of a sequel to this….I'm guessing that this is going to be futuristic from the New Jedi Order…so there will be some character names mentioned that don't belong to me, they belong to George Lucas.  ^_^

                                                                                    Chapter 2:

                                                                                    The Visitor

Without answering, Jaden grabbed his belt and wrapped it around his waist, his light saber hanging on his left where it should always be. He walked toward the door carefully and opened it.

            Out of the darkness of the night a figure cloaked in complete black walked into the cabin, the features of his face and any sign of a weapon concealed.

            Jaylana stood up at seeing the figure, knowing exactly who it was, her eyes lighting up. She slowly walked to her husband's side.

            The figure pulled the hood back and revealed brownish-red hair and dark blue eyes. He had some chin hair growing and a scar under his left eye.

            "Hello, Mother. Father," The figure said.

            "Silven . . . What are you doing here?" Jaylana asked her son, not believing that he was here.

            He shrugged, "I'm not allowed to visit my parents every now and then?" 

            Neither of his parents answered. He sighed, removing his cloak and revealing completely black Jedi robes, including his boots. A light saber hung from a utility belt around his waist.

            "I came to give you some information about the newest Sith threat. It's something you're not going to like. . . Where are the little ones?"

            "Asleep. What do you mean it's something we won't like?" Jaylana asked.

            Silven walked into the living room and stood by the fire place, staring into it.

            "The Sith who killed Sitara. He's still alive and is planning something big. I couldn't get all the details. You might want to get the little ones out of here and into safety," he said.

Jaylana and Jaden looked at each other, then followed their son into the living room, sitting down.

Sitara was their daughter, the youngest out of their children, who was Riana and Rylan's mother. Silven blamed himself for not being able to save his sister from being killed in a Sith attack near her parents home.

"They should begin Jedi training as soon as possible. . . How would you feel about taking them with you and being their Jedi Master?" Jaden asked him.

Silven blinked and turned to look at his father, "Me? You think I could train them as Jedi?"

Jaden smiled at his son, "Of course, Silven. You're a very strong Jedi. I don't think Sitara would want anyone else to train them."

Silven looked down, "I miss her…" Clearing his throat softly he looked back up and nodded, "I'll take them with me and train them. They'll be safe in the valley. I'm not entirely sure whether or not the Sith knows that Sitara had children, and twins at that."

Jaylana looked at her son and nodded, then looked at Jaden. She got up and ran out of the room toward her bed room, crying.

Jaden watched his wife run out of the room and stood up, moving to follow her, "You can sleep in your old room for tonight. The twins are in Sitara's room. We'll tell them what's happening in the morning."

Silven nodded, "Good night."

Jaden walked out of the living room and went to talk to Jaylana. Silven turned back and stared into the flames.

                                                               *******

The next morning, Jaylana and Jaden woke the twins up and brought them into the living room, knowing this would be very hard.

Silven awaited his niece and nephew in the living room, sitting in one of the chairs, looking around the living room he and his sister had grown up in. He no longer wore his cloak and instead wore his Jedi uniform.

He remembered staying up until well past midnight with his sister, just talking and telling stories that they would make up, sometimes to the point where they would both be on the floor laughing. Out of his whole family, he was always closest with Sitara. He remembered how happy she had been the day she and Javen were married, and only a little less than two years later had the twins. He smiled sadly to himself and pushed a strand of hair out of his face.

He looked up as the twins ran into the living room, Rylan chasing after his sister, and smiled as he watched them. Following behind them were his parents.

Riana looked at Silven and blinked her blue eyes, "Who is you?"

"'Who are you' is the right way, dear. And this is your uncle Silven," Jaylana said, picking her granddaughter up and bringing her to a rocking chair, setting Riana in her lap.

Rylan sat on the floor playing with a toy X-Wing with the Rebel Alliance insignia on one side.

"I'm Luke Skywalker, the best Jedi Knight and X-Wing pilot ever! Zoom! I'm gonna blow up the Death Star!" He lay on his back and moved his arm back and forth in the air while holding onto the toy.

Silven chuckled at his nephew, "The next time I see Luke I'll have to tell him he has a big fan."

Rylan's blue eyes lit up at hearing that his uncle knew Luke Skywalker and looked up at him. He sat up quickly and walked over to his uncle, pulling himself up on his lap, "You know Luke Skywalker?!"

Silven laughed more and nodded, "Yes, he's a close friend of mine. Perhaps one day I'll introduce you. . ." He pondered for a moment, than asked, looking at first Rylan and then Riana, "How would you two feel about coming to live with me for a while so we can get to know each other better?"

"Yeah!" The twins shouted at once. Rylan threw his arms around his uncle's neck in a hug. Riana jumped off of her grandmothers lap and walked over to her uncle, joining her brother in hugging him.

Riana let go and turned to her grandparents, her eyes hopeful, "Can we go, Grandma? Grandpa?"

Jaden saw the hopeful look in his granddaughter's eyes and nodded sadly, "Yes, you can go. Go get packed."

He figured he wouldn't tell them that they were going to be going anyway. He was glad Silven had been the first to ask them about it and put it into the words he did. He watched as the

Jaylana stood up and started to follow after the twins, but stopped in her tracks and turned to look at her son. She bent down and kissed him on the cheek, wrapping him in a hug.

"I'm glad you came home, Silven. We missed you," she whispered.

"I missed you, too, Mom," he said softly.

She stood back up and turned to follow Riana and Rylan to help them pack, leaving Father and Son to talk.

For a moment there was silence between the two. The last time they had seen each other was at the funeral for Sitara and Javen. It was a beautiful ceremony that many Jedi, and even non-Jedi, who had all been friends of the two Jedi, had gathered at. When they were killed, the twins were only about nine months old.

Before the funeral, Silven had left Corellia with anger towards his father after having a huge argument with him about something that, now, he couldn't even remember.

He cleared his throat a little and stood up, turning so his back now faced his father, "I'll go make room on my ship for them. I have some things to fix on it and then we should be ready to leave by later tonight if we're lucky."

Jaden nodded as he, too, reflected on their last argument. Silven walked outside the cabin and to his ship, leaving his father alone, not bothering to say anything to him about their argument.