Right so this is my first update in quite a long time but just to let you know, i'm not dead. Sorry for taking so long to update but as a bonus ill upload chapter 4 and 5 today, that should keep you busy for a while. The real action should start soon.

on a side note, i'm sure a few of you have already read Betrayal, the Legacy's first novel. I got my hands on it not to long ago and i'm almost finished with it. Pretty good and i must admit... I was pretty much suspecting something similar would happen to Jacen.

Though i'm willing to bet Jacen is probably not gonna become full evil sith lord, I just hope he doesn't choose to be called "Darth Jacen" ... that would be quite... troubling. Well whatever, read, enjoy and well... read again o0'

Chapter 4: A God's Wrath

Inside a conference hall on Mon Calamari's capital city, Luke Skywalker and a few other others, including Jedi Masters, were discussing of the Council matter. Luke looked at Keyan Farlander and sighted in relief as they had just made up their mind on three masters.

"There's one more Jedi I would like in the council" Began Luke.

"Who?" asked Corran

"Kyp…"

Luke didn't finish his sentence as he felt a shock in the force. He realized others felt it too because most of them had lost their balance. Fear, anguish… Death was flowing all around them. Panicked, the non Jedi tried to help the Masters keep their balance but that didn't matter much because a shockwave soon sent everyone on the floor. Luke got up and quickly opened the sealed windows with a push of the force. As he looked outside, he froze solid. Fire was falling on the city like a rain of meteors, Yuuzhan Vong drop pods were crashing on the surface of the city making it tremble.

Luke saw, to his horror, civilians running in the streets, desperately trying to find cover from the alien invaders. Without thinking a second more, he ignited his lightsaber, broke the window and jumped outside in the action, soon to be followed by other Jedi.

Luke took a good look around and barely saw the warrior rushing him. His quick reflexes allowed him to dodge the attack, though loosing a few hairs in the process. Mara was already fighting two warriors on her own and other masters, including Corran, Keyan Farlander and Kyle Katarn were already engaged. Hundreds of Warriors flowing in the city like ghosts seeking their ultimate target: The Mon Calamari capital hall, where they would find many important Alliance leaders.

Dozens of soldiers rushed out of the meeting building to aid the Jedi but they were too few and would be overrun in a matter of minutes. Whatever few military on planet were completely overwhelmed by the surprise and strength of the attack. Luke searched in the force for the Yuuzhan Vong's target and felt intense fighting near the high sector were all politicians were residing and working. Their goal became clear too the Jedi and they all knew they had to do something or they would have to face loosing the entire planet.

Somewhere, out there, Luke felt a spark in the force. Something was glowing brighter and brighter in the force. The Masters around him felt it to as they were pushing back wave after wave of enemy warriors. The Force resonated around them, calling them towards the Capital Hall. Without waiting another moment, Luke, Mara, Corran, Kyle and Keyan dashed towards the call, entrusting the area to the remaining masters. He felt the light taking a shape in his head, the shape of a young man.

Jacen

He didn't need to think about it, he only felt that he had to hurry as fast as he could.

After minutes that had seemed like hours to Luke and the Jedi masters finally made it to the high district's grand plaza. They would have never expected the sight that awaited them.

Dozens of corpses were lying on the ground, spread around, baring no kind of blaster or lightsaber injury. Giant bruises appeared on some but as Luke approached one to analyze the damage; his attention was drawn by a loud noise coming from the other side of the plaza.

Jacen Solo, calm like the emptiness of space, was simply defeating one by one the enemies that surrounded him. It was as if the force itself had struck the ground around them and kept discharging a constant energy all around.

Like a river, Luke thought.

Though his lightsaber was on his belt, Jacen wasn't using it. Instead he was wielding a Yuuzhan Vong amphistaff that had straightened out to a full five feet long. He wielded the weapon as if he had been born with it. The amphistaff responded to him through his vongsense making it easier for him to use. Five warriors jumped out of nowhere trying to take him by surprise and for a second, time stopped. Luke felt the force emanating even stronger through Jacen as he hit the first warriors before he had even landed. The second warrior was sent flying backwards by a strong burst of the Force. Jacen dropped his amphistaff and with a series of well placed hits so powerful, he sent them flying backwards. Catching his amphistaff before it even hit the ground, Jacen turned around, hitting the final warrior square in the face. Five warriors had died in less than five seconds. It had all happened in a blur but Luke had seen every moment, every action of it and was completely speechless. Only a Yuuzhan Vong running towards him brought him back to reality.

Jacen's hits were constant and when his amphistaff weakened, he simply grabbed another from a fallen warrior. Soon dozens of amphistaffs were coming towards Jacen like snakes drawn to their charmer. Luke's nephew didn't seem to bother or care about the living weapons going towards him. Before Luke or Mara had a chance to yell at him to watch out, the amphistaffs enrolled themselves around Jacen, not applying pressure or trying to hurt him, simply hanging on him as if they knew they would be safe with this stranger whom they could feel. The weapons took Jacen's shape, all around his body, without hindering his movements in any ways; they covered him completely, except for his head.

When one warrior would approach him from behind, the amphistaffs would only extend themselves and strike Jacen's foe down. Soon the warriors started to grow tired from the constant fighting but the frustration that had built inside them for not reaching their goal exploded. Blinded by their rage, they assembled and rushed towards the Capital Hall, bent on achieving their holiest goal.

Jacen, on the other side, began to show signs. His skin was stretching as if he was aging to fast. Fatigue slowly gripped him and forced him to draw even more in the Force and himself. Literally ignoring the pain his muscles were giving him, he kept fighting the attackers.

Almost overwhelmed.

Suddenly, Jacen froze, his face, empty of emotions until then, slowly formed a smile. He looked up in the sky as if seeing something. Luke's gaze followed his towards the empty skies of Mon Calamari. It was no longer raining fire but Luke could feel something, a shiver in his spine warning him of something. Reinforcements? He thought. Kyle, wounded on the elbow, felt something as well. Soon all the masters felt it.

In the empty depths of the star filled sky, small ships were entering the atmosphere. Completely black, they were hard to identify with the naked eye. Gaining speed as they approached the city, they seemed to crack open as if their shell was breaking to reveal something. Driven seemingly by a cold wind, dozens of black Yuuzhan Vong warriors filled the sky, falling, or rather floating towards their destination.

Luke's blood froze when he saw more Yuuzhan Vong heading straight for him. Jacen, on the other hand was smiling softly, calming all around him with his presence. The first black warriors touched the ground near Jacen. Moving quickly, faster than any Yuuzhan Vong warriors, they attacked, to Luke's surprise, the other Yuuzhan Vong warriors.

An incredibly large Black Yuuzhan Vong landed near Jacen as if transported by the wind. He turned towards Jacen and bowed down on his knee. His eyes glowing blue, he nodded at Jacen then stood up to his eight feet tall.

"Slayers!" he yelled "Those traitors have defiled our great lord Slayer's will thus challenging us, his loyal servants. Slay them all! Kill the traitors for the glory of our living God!"

As if driven by an invisible force, the Slayers deployed all around the plaza, killing anything unfortunate enough to be in their way.

"Fenix!" Jacen said, his voice echoing through the Force. "Deploy the slayers around the Capital Hall; do not allow any of them to enter the building."

"At once My lords" replied the imposing Slayer.

Jacen turned towards the remaining black Slayers. "Form up and eliminate these traitors, assist any Jeedai and Alliance soldier you encounter."

Rushing his enemies, leading his warriors, Fenix charged with his weapon raised yelling "Filthy traitors! You will feel the Slayer God's wrath!"

Taken by surprise and by other Yuuzhan Vong, the warriors were completely ravaged by Jacen's Slayers who kept going, as if driven by the Force itself. Its essence was true, the Force WAS fueling them, through Jacen. They kept on doing their task until the end.

The Sun rose silently on Mon Calamari, spreading rays of hope in the Alliance personnel and civilians. The Slayers had moped up most of the Yuuzhan Vong warriors and had assembled around Jacen in the grand Plaza. Though they were under the watchful eye of Alliance soldiers and Jedi, the slayers seemed unconcerned. Covered in blood, Fenix walked faithfully with Jacen as he headed towards Luke.

Had it not been for the incredible situation, Luke would have thought it ironic to see a Giant Yuuzhan Vong giving such respect to a young Jedi. Seeing the confusion, Jacen spoke first in front of the others masters who were still staring at Fenix.

"The city has been secured, the Slayers made sure of it."

"Jacen" began Luke "perhaps you should explain… this."

Jacen showed an almost innocent face and smiled calmly "This is Fenix, leader of the Slayers…"

Mara opened her mouth to say something but she lacked any words to do so.

Jacen's expression lost all emotions once more. "Maybe I should finish my story. What happened after my escape of Yuuzhan'Tar…"

"Yes" Luke said "perhaps that would be best" he added clearly uncomfortable.

In the cockpit of her X-wing, Jaina had almost had a heart attack when she had learned of the attack on Mon Calamari. Furious that her group had not been called back to the planet she had been powerless to do anything. Ultimately, the shock had been even bigger for her and the entire fleet when they had learned that Mon Calamari had been saved by a group of rogue Yuuzhan Vong who had apparently joined the Galactic Alliance's side.

Jaina had been worried for her brother when his presence had almost blown up in the force but she had calmed down now that she could feel him safe. Approaching the planet, her battle had now a full view of Mon Calamari and quickly noticed the damage was limited to the capital city. The attackers hadn't even bothered to sabotage the defenses or attack any of the industrial plants that would have crippled the entire military effort for a long time.

She heard Zekk and Lowbacca in her comm. system.

"By the Force, just look at that, the city is still smoking"

Lowbacca pointed that all the fires had been contained as he had heard on the halo-news network.

Twin Suns Squadron touched down planet side an hour later. Relieved from their duty for a short time, they had been able to take a look around the city. Mon Calamari, strong spirit had remained untouched and they noticed that a large part of the damage had been repaired. Shops were already open and brimming with clients and people walking around. Smoke still escaped a few craters where drop pods had touched down.

Jaina made her way towards the meeting hall with Zekk and Lowbacca to go check on the Jedi. Tracking down through her bond, Jaina finally found Jacen, in the large conference room with many other Jedi, including her uncle and aunt. The scene took her by surprise more than she would have expected. Surrounded by a dozen of Jedi, Jacen stood up in the middle of the circular room. Right next to him was an overwhelmingly imposing black Yuuzhan Vong that didn't seem at all comfortable in the middle of the opening. Without interrupting the session of the yet unofficial Jedi council, the three took empty seats in the back row. Luke resumed.

"Jacen, I do hope you realize this is simply overwhelming for all of us."

"That a Yuuzhan Vong and a human be working together?" asked Jacen with a faint serious smile. "Does it surprise you that much?"

"Jacen" interrupted Mara "What we mean is how and why are Yuuzhan Vong warriors following you as if you were a leader."

"Because they made the choice of following me on their own. Fenix, along with every other Slayer, has seen that killing every single enemy of the Yuuzhan Vong will never solve the war."

Although Jacen kept quiet about the Arbiter matter, he intended to reveal his intentions to the Jedi masters. He looked at all them. "I promised them I would end the war, I promised I would return to them what they have lost so long ago. What they call the light of the true way and what we call the Force."

A silent whisper rose in among the Jedi masters like the wind but Luke, Mara and Corran would not be disturbed by it. Luke frowned.

"The force, you think returning the force to the Yuuzhan Vong will solve this war."

"I don't simply think it will, I know it will."

Luke stared at the masters' silence then silently sighted.

Seeing his hesitation, Mara spoke instead of Luke. "Jacen, your intentions may be pure but violence will not solve violence, you said that yourself. By using them like live soldiers you fall dangerously close to being selfish and approach the dark side."

Jacen dropped his smile. "The dark side?" he sighted "The dark side you say. My actions are bent on stopping the war. That is and has always been my sole purpose."

"I'm sorry" Luke said "We may have been a bit excessive here; we did not mean to say you had fallen to the dark side. Jacen, I know you have always been above all this, these arguments around the war and you are probably right but what we mean is we grow concerned."

"Concerned of this power? Master Skywalker, it seems you have misunderstood my actions. I am not giving orders to the Slayers; I am not commanding them live a leader would his troops. I am merely guiding them."

A silent whisper raised in the room, making Jaina's back shiver. Zekk and Lowbacca had felt it to. Fenix's blue eyes studied the masters one by one then hissed.

"Perhaps you would care to explain? Or as you say, finish your story."

Jacen looked up, at the ceiling. "My story" His eyes flashed quickly with a pale light. "Very well, I will show you"

This is my story…