Chapter 1 The Awakening
Moss softly floated through the air at the quiet swamp lands in the Degobah system. Everything was still and silent save for the soft howling of the winds and somedays the silent trickle of rain. It almost seemed as if everything was afraid to breath since Yoda died and joined the Force. It was almost as if the earth was afraid to disturb him or had such great respect for him that nothing would dare to move.
Luke Skywalker walked sorrowfully down the path leading to Yoda's untouched house since he had passed away.
Skywalker carefully made his way into the small, brown, moss covered house trying not to damage anything so it could be just as it was before the old Jedi Master had died.
Luke looked down at the small bed in where Master Yoda had vanished.
He was gone, gone forever.
It's up to me. Luke thought. I'll have to convince everyone at the Temple that I should be made the new Jedi Master.
Luke smirked conceded. I deserve it.
Luke made his way outside and stood staring at Yoda's home.
No one should be allowed to come here.
Luke picked up thick branch and, whith two rocks, sparked a fire.
Rest in peace my Master.
Suddenly the wind howled blowing fiercly, not only did it put out the torch but it made Luke fall over and fall in the swampy water.
When Luke came up for air he was shocked at what he saw.
The small house glowing a bright green light streaming out every direction.
Luke could hear the Force whispering.
"He can't die just yet..."
Look frowned in disapproval. "It's all right!" he called to the Force, "I can take his place."
It whispered again.
"He can't die just yet..."
Luke watched fear stricken as ghosts of past Jedi flew into the house. Some Luke recognized. Some he didn't.
The light grew brighter, a blinding glow, then burst into seperate white lights, floating and dancing around like fairies.
Then everything was as it were.
Luke was still.
Then he saw it. A shadow. A small hunched back, shadow with pointy ears.
Then it came out, still hidden over in the dark so only a figure could be seen.
As a passing light floated by the figure, before it disappeared, Luke could see the shadow's eyes, those familar hazil green eyes, narrowed and slitted like dragon's eyes, staring at him.
The sound of the Force drifted off and echoed as it left,"He.. can't.. die... just... yet.."
Luke Skywalker was shaking from the top of his head to the souls of his feet.
Was it a ghost? No it wasn't!
Yoda, was alive!
A Long Time Ago In A Galaxy Far, Far Away...
After the war with Sith had seemed to have come to an
end, the Republic, in honor of Master Yoda's death, rebuilt
the Jedi Temple and established a whole new order. After discovering
Yoda's resurrection, the Jedi Council voted that Yoda would once again
be appointed leader of the Council. This gave the Republic a new hope,
a hope that they could be saved from the new threat of evil that was rising
against them. And a hope evil would be vanquished forever.
That hopfully, maybe, just maybe could destroy their new threat himself.
And yet there was another..