Everything nearby was thrown away from him. The room, although still full of explosions and fighting, became silent, except for a deep humming from Jim's direction. The emeralds and the crystal had converged on his body, blinding everyone with a flash of light. Suddenly, a golden wave erupted from him, and sound returned. His hair had turned gold, standing up on end, and his eyes had gone completely white. He looked stronger, for his muscle tone had increased. He was surrounded in a golden aura now, and blue lightning sparked around him. Two gold-orange bands circled around him, coming over his shoulders, crossing in front of him in a purple starburst, and then going behind him at the legs.

By this point, the Imperials were not the only one scarred. Jacen and Jaina collapsed onto the ground, seeming to feel intense pain.

"The Force," Jacen exclaimed as his father tried to get him back into the ship. "Its flowing so strong...can't concentrate..."

Lando took Jaina, now in tears, inside the ship. "He's so powerful, Its distorting the force around us."

Lando walked back down toward the cavern, seeing the rest of the Royal defense troops take out the Stormtroopers. Han and the others came back over to the ship. "Where's Jim?" Lando asked Knuckles as he passed. Knuckles closed his eyes and pointed to the sky. Above the volcano, a golden figure streaked against the blue sky. It was taking on an Imperial Dreadnaught single handedly, and looked like it was winning.

"He can fly?" Jacen asked, recovering from Jim's transformation. "That's not possible for a Jedi."

"He's more than a Jedi now, Jacen." Han said, amazed. "He has Saiyen blood too, remember. Transfusion? He has had many powers, from that crystal he wears, the force, Saiyen powers, the whole thing."

"And now, he has the Emeralds."

"Do you think hes the one?" Lando asked, worried.

"He could be," Knuckles said. "He has to be human, and Jim's a human."

"A human from Earth... Who'da thought..." Han muttered.

Jim let out another yell as he punched a passing TIE fighter, disintegrating it. He was moving faster than he though possible, but didn't stop to satisfy his own amazement. He continued to fight, the way Goku, the Saiyen who donated his blood, taught him, projecting his energy to use against the swarm of Imperials. He had combined this with his other array or powers, from Jedi powers to the Zeo energy and everything in between. He was nature's weapon, and he was not holding anything back.

An Imperial Dreadnaught closed in on him from above; three hundred turbolasers blazing at him. As he saw the blasts coming, he threw his hands in front of him, creating a wall of energy that deflected the blasts of light just as his lightsaber would. Ripples of golden energy appeared with each impact.

Feel the force, concentrate, gather energy, release...

Without knowing what he was saying or what it ment, he cupped his hands together at his side, and a ball of blue energy emerged inside. He then brought his hands forward and howled with rage, and a huge beam shot toward the Imperial ship. It hit the side, completely passing through its deflector shields, and tore into the hull. It broke through the other side completely after a few seconds, where he had to concentrate and push more energy into the blast. The beam drew thinner and dissipated, leaving a huge whole in the side of the ship. It began to explode from the inside, and dipped into the ocean with a watery explosion.

Jim paused and looked at his hands, throbbing with energy. He was powerful, and was a danger to every Imperial around him.

It was time to go.

He turned and headed back toward the mainland, leaving Angel Island behind. As he skimmed across the water, several TIE fighters followed him.

Mistake

He spun around, his back facing the direction he was heading, and unleashed energy blasts toward the fighters, tearing them apart.

Just then, he felt cold, and noticed he was slowing down.

What?

His hair began to fade back to its natural jet black color, only to phase gold again. Suddenly, his muscles retracted to their normal size, and his hair stayed black. The golden rings surrounding him dissipated with a bang, and he slammed into the water at high speed, going unconscious.

What am I?

Why am I?

Why?

Darkness.

"He's unconscious, but he will live."

"What happened to him? Where are the Emeralds?"

"I don't know; all he had on him was his Zeo crystal. We took his armor off over there."

"I don't see them. What the hell is going on here?"

"He hit the water at nearly ten thousands clicks per second. He is lucky to have survived."

"Something tells me he shouldn't have."

"Shut up, she can take care of him."

Jim slowly stirred, only to pass out again, into darkness.

"Damn, we lost him again..."

"It seems to me," said Luke as he and Goku discussed the situation, "That your blood had a very spectacular effect on him. He's as powerful as you at full power, which seemed to have been triggered by the Chaos Emeralds of Mobius."

"I can see how that's possible. They said his hair turned gold? That's a Super Saiyen alright."

"Well, he has shown smaller doses of this power before. Seeing as lots of meta humans can emit beams and fly, nobody really gave it a second thought."

The Alliance Council met to discuss the past few days of happenings. The dockyards of Mars, shown outside their meeting room on the Corellia, were teeming with refugee ships. Luke looked out toward the gate, seeing thousands upon thousands of more ships passing into the system, heading for Earth, as well as the inner core systems.

"Mercury will need to be organized," Goku said. "The dark side is the only place habitable, and the colonies there are already scarse."

"Corellia class ships are being build there," Admiral Picard said next. "They can reside there, the cities are empty."

"They all can't fit there..." Admiral Madison said. "They aren't even space worthy yet. I've upped the deadlines, and they should be able to fight soon, but we don't have crews."

"Then get the civilians locked and loaded," General Dugalle, of the Koprulu sector, said. "We are here, we might as well fight."

"That may be what we have to do, General" Leia said, looking toward President Whitmore, of The United States.

"We are in this together. The SOL system will not fall as long as I stand here. I've already begun to train our civilians for invasion. We will be ready."

"Now, about Commander George..." Vice Admiral Russell locked eyes with Madison . "I told you he was dangerous."

"Commander George is in a very dire state." Luke protested. "He took on an entire Imperial legion, and won. He is an amazing individual, and we cannot punish him for being what he has become."

"Be that as It may," Russell continued, "He is a danger to the populous, and so he must not be allowed to serve near valuable Alliance troops. He can destroy us."

Murmurs erupted from around the table, some people nodding their heads In agreement.

"This is unacceptable!" Picard said at once. "His loyalty to the Alliance has never faltered. His friends can attest to that. He is as brave as he is powerful. I will not allow you to exile him in our moment of need."

"He is, of course, a very special person, who needs us more than we need him."

A tall old man with a long white beard entered the room. He wore blue robes and a pointed blue hat, and had a wizard's wand attached to his roped belt.

"Albus Dumbledore, so nice of you to join us during these trying times," Russell said, sarcastically.

"Us wizards are just as involved in the Alliance as you are, I suppose."

He smiled a gentle and somewhat devious smile toward Russell, which confused him.

"Commander George has added yet another power to his array of talents. He was born a wizard, just like many humans are born as, only he didn't learn until his training after the war started. I oversaw his training personally."

"There are no records of this!" Russell banged his fist on the table.

"Must there be?" Dumbledore's eyes narrowed behind his tiny glasses. "He is a free individual. It was during the time he was training as a Jedi. Master Skywalker and I both were aware of this."

"He took to duel training quite well." Skywalker agreed. "He is a great learner. I don't understand what you have against him, Vice Admiral."

"What I think of George is irrelevant, Jedi, he is a danger to us all. As a member of this council I move to vote an exile. Your part here is over Dumbledore. You sick wizards have no place in galactic affairs. I'll have you taken care of my way if I were higher in rank."

"Don't you threaten Albus Dumbledore!" a threatening voice came from in the shadows.

Brenton Galbraith emerged from the shadow followed by Ma Goodwin.

"Galbraith, good to see you made it out of Ross 128," Leia said, trying to change the subject.

"Look here you son of a bitch." Max said to Russell with disgust. "If you ever insult this man, his kind, or Commander George again, I'll personally see to it that you are strapped to the first bomb dropped on Coruscant, when we turn the tide of this war."

"Your views are treasonous," Brenton said with dismay.

"You are out of line!" Russell shouted. "You are not a part of this Council. You must leave immediately."

"They aren't going anywhere."

Master Chief, who was standing behind Goku, walked forward.

"They just returned from Ross 128, where Shivans have been seen rumbling again. There is more to this invasion than originally thought."

"This meeting is adjourned!" Madison said. "Commander George and his status will be discussed later. We must mobilize our defenses. The Empire is coming."

The room emptied slowly, with different delegates chattering about the outbursts of Dumbledore, Goodwin, Galbraith, and Russell.

"You," Max said pointing to Russell, as Brenton tried to pull him out of the room, "Haven't seen the last of me."

He flicked Russell off, and entered the turbolift.