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Two Jedi Starfighters burst from hyperspace, coming to a near stop above Coruscant. They waited, in the shadow of the sunlight, watching the sparkling glimmers from the surface. Though the city lights could be seen plainly, Anakin didn't even notice them. His eyes were on the bright stars that surrounded Coruscant. They shown brightly, not hindered by the powerful layers of smog and ozone. It was even more beautiful than he remembered. A new light shown, not in the vacuum of space or on Coruscant, but within his heart. He had found the key he had so vied for.
As they waited, a ring of light began to form around the outer edge of Coruscant. It was the dawn. The halo increased in brightness, reflecting off of the atmosphere, making Anakin squint.
"Are you ready to get Planet-side, Master?"
Obi-Wan took a final check of the ship's statistics. "Like you wouldn't believe."
Yoda received information of their return, and waited on the landing pad for the two Starfighters to drop out of orbit. The wind blustered so powerfully, the small Jedi had to center himself using the force just to keep from being blown into the metallic abyss below. He wore a thick brown cloak with the hood drawn up. Normally, most would never see the aged Master wearing the hood, but the severity of Coruscant's winds forced him to do so.
He gazed up, watching two streaks pierce the highest level of clouds.
"Kenobi and Skywalker it is," he mumbled to himself.
A tall form appeared behind him, also with a hood drawn up. It was Mace Windu. He stood silently for some time behind the Whill.
"The two return so soon."
Yoda nodded, leaning upon his gimer stick. "Rested, I sense they are. Disappeared the darkness in Anakin has."
The two starfighters powered up the repulsors, and began to set down upon the pad. Whines and groans from the landing gear hydraulics pierced through the wind. They were home.
Within moments the two Jedi were bowing before the Masters.
"Good it is to see you again, Master Kenobi, Master Skywalker."
Eros piloted the newly acquired starship out of the Planet Velusia's atmosphere. The Puff Adder lay in a canyon planet-side, far from anyone's watchful eye. He was now cloaked in the typical brown tunic of the Jedi Order. No one would sense his presence. It was only a short hyperspace jump from Velusia to Coruscant. He began to go through the hyperspace calculations, precisely tapping buttons and controls until the jump was accurate.
As the ship blinked out of Velusia's system, Eros traveled through the ship to the room he had designated as the meditation chamber. With a sigh, the fallen Jedi began reconstructing his lightsaber. Slowly, he opened the main panel, and removed the opaque green crystal. The green crystal was thrown across the room, shattering upon the metallic wall. He then quickly inserted a new, red one. Once the calibrations were set, he closed the panel, reinforced the wires for the more powerful currents to travel through, and replaced the main panel. His fall to darkness was complete.
The blade hissed from its hilt, elongating to several feet of crimson fury. He held it out from his body, studying the reborn saber meticulously. Eros was never one to miss any detail.