Author's Note: I know, the first chapter is short, but hey, I wanted to include that in there.

Chapter One: The Beginning.

The sunset on Coursccent was beautiful. Samton Thoro sits looking at it from outside a window. He waits for anything to happen, his heart filled with anticipation, and yet, he also feared the potential result.
His wife was birthing as he sat. They had been trying for years, but to no avail. She wasn't supposed to have children. Waiting for a doctor, or anybody to speak to him, each moment passing with increasing tension. A small green man walked in. Possibly an old man covered in mold?
"Samton Thoro are you?" the creature said, "Yoda am I. Much to talk about we have." They walk over to a small secluded part of the waiting room. "A healthy youngling your son is," said Yoda. Samton grinned happily, beaming with insurmountable pride. "A boy," he thought, "To carry on the name of Thoro." "Strong with the Force your son is," said Yoda. Samton continued beaming, but then remembered, the Jedi were taken away from their family. "Trained in the Jedi ways, he is to be."
Samton thought, several moments passed before either moved, or said anything. Thinking," he is my son, and I love him." A tear trickled down his face as he thought, "And I want what's best for him." He looks up at Yoda and says, "Take him."
In the home of Thoro, there is a small monument, comemorating the small child who never knew his family, and the man that became, the only.

A/N: Like I said, short, but I hope you liked it enough to continue reading.