Interlude III, The Sith has replaced Interlude III, The Dark Lord of the Sith. I urge those to read it as it has several changes that are important, as well as the grammar and coherency being much better.

Chapter VIII
The Wound

"Stay in disguise, you must!," urged the Master Jedi who sat in front of a large computer in the restricted section of the Jedi Archive. Such a place was restricted solely to those of the rank Master Jedi or Master Healer. Yoda looked down at the weary form of his Padawan that shined on his personal holocom-cam, and gave him a sad smile.

"The Masters will see through it...," sighed Harry, "Besides... why do I have to? What will it accomplish?"

"Syfo-Dias, gone, he is! Masters of the Council, seen him now, they have. Waste resources, they will, looking for a Master that exists not! Have such a thing happen, we cannot, now that the Dark Lord, shown himself through the Force, he has. Most urgent, it is, for you to stay as you are. Attract the Dark Lord in your current form, you will."

Harry looked up dejectedly. His young form began to morph and a moment later, in his place, stood the thirty-five year form of Master Syfo-Dias, beard, blue eyes and all. His Padawan merely nodded, "As you will, Master. Potter... Syfo-Dias out." The blue hologram shrank and dispersed, leaving not only an empty holocom-cam but an empty Master who just stared at his gaffi cane.

Yoda sighed, and harrumphed. He hated not telling the truth to younglings, and he certainly despised lying to one who had been lied to almost his entire life. The real reason for having him in a guise was to prevent anyone from finding out what Yoda had found out - from finding out who Harry was. Yoda chided himself - he did not know for sure yet, if Harry was what he believed he was.

The diminutive, green, revered Jedi reached a hand up and pressed the computer screen. It blinked on, and the elder pushed an arrow displayed on the screen until it hovered on the name Yoda. He pressed the screen once more and a feminine mechanical voice spoke.

"Password Master Yoda" and a bleep echoed at the end of the sentence.

"Size matters not."

"Verifying." bleep, "Verifying." bleep, "Password accepted," bleep, "Welcome Master Yoda, to the Jedi Master Archives."

"Apprentice files," grunted the Jedi Master. The screen blanked for a second before a thousand names jetted across the screen as the file uploaded.

"Current apprentices... one thousand, three hundred and sixty-two," bleep, "Apprentice name and current Master?"

"Harry James Potter, Master Yoda."

A few moments later, the Master had the Master files opened and Master Syfo-Dias's information drawn up. 'Need to switch the files I do... Likely run tests, they will,' surmised the Jedi. He had been about to order the switch when something caught his eye on Harry James Potter's records.

Blood Type: Human type Core 98.5 1.5 Likely corrupted data

Yoda inched a finger forward and lightly pressed the '1.5 likely corrupted data' that intrigued him. Another box expanded off of the information and filled the screen. Statistics and definitions jutted across the screen, and the feminine voice spoke up once more.

"Subject possess Human type Core, the blood found amongst most humans who live within the inner planets of the Galactic Republic," bleep, "Subject is also comprised of one point five percent blood that is most likely corrupted data. Would you like information on corrupted data?"

"Yes," asked an alarmed Master Yoda.

"Subject data is most likely corrupted due to composition mass also including zero point seven five percent of Reptilius type Outer blood," bleep, "Reptilius type Outer blood is found amongst seventy-seven percent of all cataloged reptilian species," bleep, "More specifically, Reptilius type Outer blood is usually found within larger creatures who have evolved from the Yarigazu Serpent and are usually elongated, scaly, limbless, and possess a forked-tongue. More species - example Nexu - possess small amounts of Reptilius type Outer due to strange mating habits along the fringe worlds. Subject apprentice is of human class and as such cannot possess even trace amounts of Reptilius type Outer without expiring and therefore this Archive has concluded the data is corrupted."

Master Yoda sighed for the first part of the data - nothing heart stopping, yet. He recalled his talks with his Padawan involving 'Parselmouth' and its effects. The green Master had told Harry he would have a larger playing field along the outer worlds with such a trait and he proved right. The computer stopped for a moment before it bleeped. Something told Master Yoda he would not like where this led... what this information would detail.

"Subject data possess zero point seven five percent of a blood type categorized under extinct species. Archive has narrowed conclusion to subject being extinct or subject data being corrupted," bleep, "Due to subject data being cataloged recently, Archive has chosen default answer of corruption. Do you wish to search for blood type?"

Yoda breathed, the Force was begging him to, 'Wants me to know... it does,' he looked defiantly at the screen and said, "Yes."

"Scanning," bleep, "Scanning...," bleep, "Scanning complete," bleep.

"Subject apprentice is composed of zero point seven five percent Katarr type blood."

It was familiar to Master Yoda - something that nagged in the back of his mind but he was unsure. The computer paused only once before continuing.

"Katarr type blood is found in the four thousand year extinct species, the Miraluka," Master Yoda's eyes widened, and his mouth dropped opened, "Miraluka are renowned for their ability to see only the Force through the vestigial milky-white eyes they possess. Said ability is classified as Force Sight, and many Miraluka have been known to wear cloths around their eyes so that they do not distract those around them. Accessing information on last Miraluka and reasons for extinction..." bleep.

"Vodo Undomiel who became Darth Nihilius, eighth Dark Lord of the Sith Cult in the year 21,032 Galactic Era consumed the entire planet of Katarr by severing the Force link between all creatures upon the surface. Reasons for said assault are the amassing of the Jedi who survived the Jedi Civil War waged by Darth Revan. In meeting on a planet filled with those who are inherently Force Sensitives, it lured the already too far gone Lord of Hunger who siphoned energy and power through death much like his father. The planet's energy was consumed and left a graveyard - a fracture in the quote Force unquote. Accessing information on last Miraluka..."

"Former Dark Lady of the Sith, Master Visas Marr is the last Miraluka who has been proven to exist. Visas Marr was apart of a group of subjects termed 'The Lost Jedi' - those who survived the purging of the Force Sensitives under Darth Malak. Apart of the group who were never discovered to be highly force sensitive while the Jedi Civil War raged on, she would later help rebuild the Order that was devastated by three straight wars."

"Married to Vodo Undomiel, son of former Dark Lord Revan, who was a member exiled from the original order, Visas Marr was also apart of the Second Expedition of the Ebon Hawk whose exploits focused focused primarily on the defeat of Sith Lord Sion and Lady Traya. Her death is shrouded in mystery as some report her dying in sacrifice to save a child from the seventh Dark Lord of the Sith, Darth Kaan. Despite all theories surrounding her death, it sparked Vodo Undomiel's rage and he usurped the mantle of Dark Lord from Kaan and waged war for several years before his father returned from the fringes of known space and defeated him in the skies above Telos."

'Untrained... Vodo was,' thought the Master Jedi, reading the information twice more.

"Would you like information on Force Wounds?"

"Force Wounds," breathed the Master Jedi, his eyes more widened then they had ever been in centuries. Very few things could surprise him, and this adventure in the Archive took the cake, "Yes."

"Force quote fractures unquote are mainly theories that have much evidence yet lay unproven. Subjects Revan Undomiel, Vodo Undomiel and later Darth Nihilius are the only known Force Wounds to have been cataloged as such. Revan Undomiel, former Dark Lord of the Sith, is believed to have possessed nine thousand midichlorians when he entered Jedi training. After the Jedi battle in the skies above Telos, said subject was believed to possess seventeen thousand five hundred midichlorians. Vodo Undomiel, exiled Jedi who followed in his father's footsteps in defying the High Council when concerning war, was believed to possess ten thousand midichlorians when he entered Jedi Training, and is believed to have possessed fifteen thousand midichlorians at the battle in the skies of Telos."

"Theories argue that Force Wounds come from tragic happenings. In Revan Undomiel, the subject was severed from the Force after his defeat as the Dark Lord of the Sith by his future wife, Bastila Shan. He was then once again severed from the Force when had to kill his own son. In Vodo Undomiel, the Force was severed when his mother sacrificed her life to save him, and then later when his wife Visas Marr was slain. When both regained control of the Force, they were unstable and siphoned energy in copious amounts through not only battle but through death."

"It is also believed the subjects gained rather extreme loyalty or extreme animosity from anyone they met and that there was hardly a middle ground when paths crossed in terms of attachment. This lies partly in the belief that both were able to create bonds with people more easily than most others could. Such theory is backed by evidence that each could convert thousands of Republic soldiers to their organizations as well as Jedi in little time. The only known people to openly defy them would later become their spouses, both Visas Marr and Bastila Shan being immortally bonded to Vodo and Revan respectively."

"Concluding theories surrounding Force Wounds believe that it is genetic, and Visas Marr followed in Bastila Shan's footsteps, giving birth to and then sacrificing her life for what would become a quote Force Wound unquote. Old council members suggested Revan, who was still alive and facing the death penalty for his crimes as the Dark Lord of the Sith disappeared with the child into Unknown Space. No proof of such a happening has arisen and as such, Visas Marr is cataloged as the last living Miraluka. "

The Master Jedi, former Head of the High Council, and revered hero stood there with his ears drooped and his eyes saddened. Everything fell into place now. 'That is where Revan went...' surmised Yoda, as the screen blackened. Revan had taken the child of Vodo and disappeared, and the line continued in some place, far far away, 'And returned it has...'

It all made sense.

Why Harry James Potter could gain loyalty from the strangest of creatures. Why the strangest of bonds were formed with anyone who crossed his path. Why people would gladly lay down their lives for someone they hardly knew. An image flitted across the Master's mind.

'I have never seen a bond form between Master and Apprentice so quickly, Yoda,' said Mace Windu, smiling at the the meditative stance of the young man and the ever scrutinizing stance of Master Yoda's.

And another.

'Apprentice Talla has much potential... but she will never be a Padawan if she continues to shy away from practicing with the lightsaber. No Master has seen her skill,' stated Master Plo Koon, a Kel Dor male standing in a corner with Yoda looking at the initiates.

Master Yoda was focused on his own Padawan who was far away from the younglings, merely meditating. Yoda cast his glance towards the said young thirteen year old white-haired girl. She was standing back while the others practiced with their short-handed lightsabers - she had her head down, looking downtrodden.

'Indee-' but he stopped, the girl looked up and over at his Padawan. She walked over and looked down at the young man, almost confidently. The little girl talked and his Padawan opened both eyes and looked up with a kind smile.

'What exactly is she doing, Yoda?,' inquired Plo Koon, both now focusing their attention to the conversation the two were having. A moment later, the young man jumped up, and pulled from his robes a small handled lightsaber and ignited it to reveal a short-handed blue hued lightsaber. He pointed to a small button on it and the girl followed suit, unclasping her own and igniting it to reveal a yellow hued one.

What followed was a duel in which the girl fought with confidence and strength neither of the two Masters had seen her give off in any of the previous lessons. They both looked at each other and shrugged. Plo Koon commented, 'I'll never understand your Padawan, but he's bound to be the greatest Jedi Master in a long time with all I have seen come from him."

And yet another.

Two blurs moved across the training room - one red the other blue. A large clash, and the two jumped back.

Anakin and Harry were fighting yet again, and both looked tired as could be.

Harry jumped forward with only one blade ignited and began an offensive barrage which Anakin parried and ducked at all the right places. Several Masters clapped their approval, while others scowled at Harry's tactics. People always crowded the training room when the two faced off.

Anakin began an offensive, and Harry was thrown off, his dodging becoming sloppy as Anakin moved him across the large mats.

'Your Padawan wasted far too much energy on that last offensive,' commented Master Took, trying to be civil. Master Yoda merely nodded, wanting to hit the man with his gaffi cane for the comments the man reserved strictly for his Padawan.

When Anakin had been about to finish off Harry, the boy leaped up in the air and over the other's head with renewed vigor that made several in the crowd gape. Harry pressed forward with energy no one thought he had, and began pushing with both blades ignited. Anakin was caught off guard and tripped to the ground, unable to handle the explosive swings. Harry slashed the air around his neck and bowed.

Yoda merely patted the stunned Master Took's arm as he turned around and began leaving the training room. A young man came up to the Master, looking frantic.

"Master Yoda... Master Yoda," said the man, breathing heavily. He had obviously sprinted a long way to get him a message.

"Yes?"

"Its Adi Gallia... she's suffered a horrible injury."

The elder Master had died while the man had come to deliver the message. Master Yoda grabbed his cane, switched the blood information and headed out of the Archive, his mind reeling with the information that his Padawan was the last living heir to the four darkest Sith in the history of the galaxy.

A Note: Being related to Revan is not the big point.

After playing Knights of the Old Republic II: The Sith Lords (Rent it before buying, I enjoyed it but for its storyline which was a let down at the end - it had so much potential!), I have what I need to explain Harry without contradicting and its amazing how well it fits. Not only that, I can connect the history quite easily, and maintain canon for the first five books.

One thing I will be doing is a second edition.

It will have all grammar and spelling mistakes corrected, as well as more information (It won't be dull) added to make the story flow more easily for those who know nothing of Star Wars. Interludes and Chapters will be fixed to the way I had intended them to be. More importantly, the correction on how Harry entered the Galaxy will be included.

It will come out, when it comes out.