A Look to the Past

AN: Ok, to inform my current readers, no, I'm not putting my other story on hold for this one. This is just a concept that has been on my mind and I just needed to get it out of my system. This chapter will serve more as a trailer chapter for what is to come in the future. When exactly, I'm not sure, but I'll definitely do it. You can count on that.

So, I hope you enjoy this introductory chapter to this story and look forward to it sometime in the future

Prologue

A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away, there was a great conflict between the Empire and the Galactic Republic with a lot of the focus being on the battles between the Sith and the Jedi.

Recently, one Jedi, who was dubbed The Hero of Tython for his great deeds, has met the Sith Emperor Vitiate in single combat and ended up slaying him, making him a great hero of the Republic.

Meanwhile, on the side of the Sith, an Inquisitor has recently risen to the rank of Darth and gained a seat on Sith council, dubbed as Darth Nox, keeper of ancient knowledge.

Unknown to them, the Force had plans that will bring their destinies together as they'll soon find themselves back at where they began.

On a single ship, in one of the rooms stood a man of an average height dressed in standard black Sith armor. He had purple hair, which people have mistaken for a hair dye, yellow eyes, a sign of Sith corruption, and he was currently holding a red Holocron in his hand.

He was in his private chambers aboard his ship, simply furnished with a closet, a bed, a table, and several chairs, where he studied the Holocron at the table, which was discovered by one of the teams he requested to search for any valued artifact or text of ancient knowledge. It appeared that they found it in one of the temples of Marka Ragnos, one of the most powerful Sith Lords of old. And he was honestly giddy with excitement to see what secrets it contained. He was currently studying a way to translate the encryption put on it. It was a challenge but a welcome one.

There was a knock on the door which made his head turn. He felt who it was, his apprentice, Ashara Zavros. "You may enter," he said before turning back to studying the Holocron.

The door opened and inside entered a young woman, a Togruta female of yellow and white skin color, blue and white Lekku and blue eyes. She was dressed in a grey robe, more akin towards what the Jedi wear than Sith, and a lightsaber strapped to her belt.

"How's your progress with the Holocron, master?" she asked as she looked over what the Sith was doing.

"The encryption is a challenge, but not something I can't overcome," he answered simply.

"I see," she said before taking one of the chairs and put it next to her master. "If you don't mind me, master. You pretty much know everything about my past, yet I know next to nothing of yours. Except that you were a slave." Her eyes slightly widened as she realized what she just said and the fact she saw him suddenly freeze. "I… I… I'm sorry, master. I should have watched what I said."

He then put the Holocron on the table, before giving a chuckle before turning towards his former Jedi student. "You worry over stupid things, I'm not that offended by that. You should know me better by now."

That caused Ashara to blush in embarrassment. "Well, it seemed like a sensitive topic."

Her master shrugged. "Well, it was for some time but I got over it after a while, seeing where that path led me," he said as his eyes glowed purple for a brief moment. "But since you're interested. I may as well clear things up." He then turned towards his apprentice. "Tell me, do you remember what my real name is?"

Ashara nodded. "Yes, I do. You told me your name was Loten."

"Yes, and as you've probably imagined, that isn't the name common to either the Empire or the Republic," he said as his apprentice gained an interested look on her face. "You see; I hail from a planet that is not under the rule of the Empire or the Republic. It is a small planet, and pretty primitive by standards from even over millennia ago, as the level of technology only extended to steam-powered aircrafts."

That made Ashara look at him wide-eyed. "Wow. That's… pretty primitive," she commented as such level of technology was a thing of long past.

Loten chuckled. "Why, yes it is. You can only imagine my surprise when I saw all this technology when I only grew up on such a primitive world. It took me a while to get used to it," he said. "But, back on track. On my world we also had an empire. That traits that I had were an indication of mixed blood, which made me more available to the slave market considering that foreigners were looked down upon from where I lived. One of the local nobles picked me from the streets where I lived without a home, begging for scraps. And I served him for years, endured harsh beatings at the slightest mistake, constantly reminded that I was less than human for carrying foreign blood." His fist started to clench in anger that he hadn't experienced for a long time. Objects in the room started to shake, making Ashara look around nervously.

But then Loten noticed what he was doing and calmed down which in turn made the objects stop shaking. "Sorry about that. I hadn't thought about it in a long time. I supposed some anger still lingered."

"Look, if you don't want to talk about it-"

"No, no, it's fine," he dismissed her concern before continuing. "Over the years my anger at him grew and grew, but I was powerless to do anything." He then gained a smile on his face. "That is, until one day, I felt a surge power coursing through me. Something I never felt before, but it sure felt great. One day, when he gave me an order, my anger boiled over. And I shocked him with my lightning. You should have seen the surprise on his face, but I was even more shocked. And exhilarated. I used my lightning to torture him for a while. His guards came, making me panic, but I then used the lightning on them. I continued electrocuting him until he was nothing but a husk of fried meat. And then I escaped his mansion and electrocuting anyone who stood in my way."

After that, Ahsara just sat there and looked at him. "Oh, I… I'm… sorry to hear that," she said as her empathy went to him. "If only you the circumstances were different; you could have been recruited by the Jedi."

Loten chuckled at her once again. She still saw herself as a Jedi despite being under a Sith Councilman. It was annoying and admirable at the same time. "Maybe, but we are where we are." He then started thinking for a minute before standing up and walking towards the window and looking outside towards the vastness of space, contemplating on his past.

Ashara looked at him confused. "Are you alright?"

Loten just stared outside the window, thinking about his home planet. He recalled that there were talks of something special on his world, something the noble that he used to serve under was discussing when he thought Loten wasn't there to listen in. He started remembering what exactly that was.

A smile started forming on his lips. This was an opportunity to study something that might prove to become a great benefit for the Empire and for him as well. His eagerness started to overwhelm him.

He turned back to Ahsara. "How many of the crew are still on this ship?"

Ashara blinked at the sudden question. "Well, me and Xalek are currently the only ones here beside you. The rest went on to do their own personal businesses," she said.

Loten nodded as he remembered that he did give them some time off. "Well, it will be enough," he said before walking towards the door.

Ashara rose from her seat. "Enough for what?"

He turned towards her and smiled. "We are taking a little trip."

On another ship located in another part of the galaxy, a figure sat in a meditative pose, eyes closed as he focused on the Force.

The figure was a man dressed in white Jedi robes, black gloves, and brown boots, his hood was down to reveal long hair colored in a darker shade of light blue and an almost pale skin tone. He was in his personal quarters, which was accommodated for meditating.

He was the Jedi Master Danek, the Hero of Tython, and the man who dealt a devastating blow to the Galactic Empire by killing Emperor Vitiate. An aspiring figure to many within the Republic.

He sat there, no signs of movement on his body as he opened himself to the Force. His body felt light, a warm feeling surrounded him similar to an embrace of a loved one and calm mind that felt the reach of the Force around him.

"Hey, you awake?" came a tired voice causing him to lose his focus and his immersion in the Force stopped, his blue eyes opening before her gave a sigh.

He then turned towards the source of the voice. It was Doc, a man with black hair and a goatee, the doctor of his crew, who was currently dressed in some sleeping wear.

"I was meditating, Doc. Is there something you need?" Danek asked.

"Not really. Just checking on you. It's really late and as your doctor, I need to make sure you get enough sleep," he added jokingly making Danek chuckle.

"It's fine, you don't have to worry about me," Danek said with a smile on his face. "You just go to sleep. I'll meditate some more and then I'll go to bed.

Doc yawned. "Suit yourself," he said before walking away.

Danek then closed his eyes and once again began meditating. His connection to the Force once again deepening.

"You know, he is right. A lack of sleep can be detrimental to your health," came an echoing feminine voice, a very familiar one to him.

Danek immediately opened his eyes in surprise and in front of him he saw a ghost of a woman who was smiling at him. Despite the ethereal blue color emanating from her form he could still make out her features such as the light blue hair and blue eyes. She was dressed in a white kimono tied by a sash above a long-sleeved black shirt and black pants.

"Mother?" Danek asked in disbelief.

"Yes, my child, it's me," she said with a smile that filled Danek with a warmth he hadn't felt in a long time. "You have grown so much. And did many amazing things as well. I wish I was there to see it with my own eyes."

Danek still looked shocked to see his mother there. "But… how? Shouldn't this only be possible for people familiar with the Force."

"Do you remember how I used to meditate to handle the stress brought to us by our clan's traditions?" his mother asked making Danek nod. "Well, I meditated because I felt a great source of energy that made me feel calm, which only after death did I discover was the Force. And I see you took on that habit as well."

"Mother, I…" he was about to say something but it got stuck in his mouth. He stood up and walked towards his mother. As he stood next to her he noticed that he was almost a head taller than her, which he found strange since the last time he saw her it was reverse. He reached with his hand to touch her shoulder, but his hand just went through her ethereal form. He retreated his hand back as he gained a sad expression, only remembering now how Force Ghosts worked.

His mother also adopted a sad expression. "I'm sorry, my boy. I also wish to embrace you, but I can't." She then smiled once again. "But being able to see you and talk to you once again is enough for me."

Some tears crept to his eyes. "I'm…" he stammered as few tears went down his cheeks before he smiled. "I'm happy to see you again, mother."

"And I as well, more than you imagine," she said as she seemed like she was crying as well but there were no tears visible, seemingly another side-effect of being a Force Ghost.

"So you were… Force Sensitive?" he asked as he thought about his mother in the past and her meditations.

"Yes, though I didn't realize it at the time. But my connection was deep enough to have me transcend the physical plane," she explained before her smile started slowly melting away. "But, I'm sorry to say that I'm not here just to visit you. I'm here to ask something of you."

Danek wiped the tears from his cheeks and eyes before gaining a serious look. "What is it, mother?"

"Please, go back home," she said as she seemingly gained a pleading look. "She needs your help."

Danek's eyes widened at that as he knew of who his mother was talking about. "You mean… she's alive?" he asked in disbelief.

His mother nodded. "Yes, and she is walking a dangerous path. Her mind is poisoned by her father's teachings," she said before clasping her hands together. "Please, Danek, save her. You are the only one who can."

Danek stared at his mother. He hadn't known that she is still alive. It was one of the things that made him think he was done with that world. Her being alive was something he was hoping was true but dismissed it as a desperate wish he had because he lost someone close to him. To hear that she was still alive was thrilling but from what his mother told him she is walking in darkness. And he is the only who is can show her the light.

And he is definitely going to try.

A determined adorned his face. "I will. I promise, I won't let her go down a dark path," he said causing his mother to gain a happy smile which once again brought warmth to his heart. "I'll make you proud."

"You already have, my son. You already have," she said as she slowly started to disappear. "Oh, and master Orgus Din says told me to say 'Good luck, my student'." Then the form of his mother was gone from this plane of existence.

Danek grinned at those words, it really sounded like something his late master would say.

"I see you once again found yourself in quite an interesting predicament."

Danek then turned towards the owner of the voice and saw Lord Scourge, a male Sith pureblood dressed in black Sith armor, standing at the entrance with his arms crossed.

"So you saw?" Danek asked to which Scourge nodded. "And how much did you hear?"

"Enough to know of your situation?" Scourge answered. "So, what are you planning to do?"

"Simple, I'm going back to my home planet. I'm sure you heard why," Danek explained.

Scourge raised an eyebrow. "And you're not bringing anyone else?"

Danek shook his head. "No, this is a personal problem. There is no need for any of the others to get involved," he said. "I'll take a spare shuttle and go to my home planet. Inform the others when they awake."

"Are you sure you can do this alone? I sense there is more to this than it seems," Scourge explained.

Danek smiled at him. "I'm touched by your concern, but I doubt I'll need it. Believe me, my home planet doesn't pose that much of a danger for me. But I'll contact you if I do end up needing help."

"Very well," Scourge said. "If that's how you want it then so be it."

Danek gave him a nod before turning away and walking towards the spare space shuttle.

It was time to go home. And finish his duty towards his family.

AN: And that's it for now. I hope the concept made you interested to see more of this story and let me know your thoughts in the reviews. Who knows I might get it done faster if properly motivated ;).