Chapter 1: Learning
The little six year old girl wandered through the jungle, carefully climbing over roots and up trees, using the strong vines to pull herself along at times.
She had cloaked herself within the Force and quietly snuck off with no-one noticing. She was very strong in the Force, her parents had told her, probably stronger than her father and mother together.
Revan had always laughed when he juggled his daughter in the air, calling her his little 'moonling.' Triss had asked him what he had meant when he called her a little 'moonling.'
It was an old Deralian term, he'd told her, with tears in his eyes as he kissed her goodnight.
And then he had left after that. She had been the last one to see him; before he stole away left on the Ebon Hawk with HK-47 and T3-M4.
The next morning her mother had woken to a cold bed and some nameless dread within the Force, with no Dad within reach. Her mother had gone hysterical and started blasting and yelling.
Triss put these memories aside as she scrambled over to the rakatans computer and sat beside it, huddling close for warmth. Triss must have fallen asleep, because when she woke someone was talking to her.
"Strange, that I should find you, Triss Shan Torneth resting here, rather than at home with your mother and father."
"My Daddy left us, he's gone and Mommy's all mad now." Triss said in a quivering voice, as she looked at the monster over her knees.
"Yes, his lordship Revan spoke of leaving for Malachor V a while back," the Ratakan replied thoughtfully, if a computer could do that. "Just last night, child of destiny..."
"Why call me the child of destiny?" Triss asked, "I'm only a little girl."
"Whose parents are strong in the Force and saved the galaxy more than once." The computer replied, humour underlying its voice.
"Wait," Triss said as a sudden thought occurred to her. "You would know where my Dad went, or at least clues and a lot about him."
"Yes, this computer is knowledgeable of details concerning his Lordship Revan Torneth and details concerning his departure, Triss Torneth, Child of Destiny."
"Okay, cut to the shortness and tell me everything, Raff." Triss replied in a rather inpatient voice, "And what does this Child of Destiny thing mean anyways?"
"Sit down and I will teach you much, Triss, Child of Destiny. But only if you are willing to listen and learn."
"Yes, I'm willing." Triss sat down obligingly and listened as the computer started to teach her.