I am sorry it has taken me so long to write another chapter. I was working so hard on what might happen in this, that I was almost ready to give up on it entirely. I even had to change the chapter title because something would've been horribly wrong if I left it the way it was. Anyway,'s here is the next installment.

Chapter 5: One's End, Another Begins

I wake up to find my apprentice missing, this can only be bad news. There is only one person he could have gone to. One person I figured would destroy him, one person that would bring us all to our knees. He wants his life back, but there is no way we can defeat him now. Our best chance is to wait for Ichi, but if we allow the Dark Lord to train my apprentice then we are doomed. I also heard Luke's message, this does not sound good. Lisko never mentioned what happened to his family and tribe after he left them so I can only suspect the worst. Durii seems to be in shock as of what Lisko just did. All of the Jedi now seemed to be quarantined here, however I know I have to find him. Just as Kyle did for Rosh, I need to know if he is alright, if he will be okay. I cannot sit here, and wait and discuss my apprentice's self exile with these Jedi if he has truly left for the Dark Lord.

"Why would an apprentice at his level want to leave the Jedi?"

"This has happened long ago before the first break between the Jedi and the Sith. This is nothing new." The leader of the Jedi just sits there, keeping hold of the entire meeting. I know he has an idea of why Lisko left. The purpose may not be as simple, and that may be why Master Skywalker allowed him to leave. After all, he said that the screen turned on right as my apprentice was leaving. He could have gone to him to stop him, but I guess he feels that there may be some greater reason as to why he left. I feel he has left for Kun, but the truth of his reasons are uncertain. Since I was asleep from this discussion that the two had. My bond could not touch the two while my mind was in slumber. However, I did see something, possibly a vision of the future. If the vision is true though, then I have to stop him.

"Master Skywalker, I need to leave to find my apprentice."

"You know where he left to, and he has many different reasons for leaving. He could be a self-exile, he could be hoping to find Exar Kun for a few reasons, but I do not want you to go out there. If he does go to be trained by Exar Kun then I want you to stay here. It does not seem likely he would be weak when he comes back, and we need to train as many Jedi as we can before then."

"Yes, but what if I can stop him before then? What if I can help him, we might get to him before Kun."

"Master Korr, that sounds wonderful, but there... it would be too difficult to track him. We can sense his presence, yes, but we cannot sense his position. Besides, if you were to be attacked by Exar Kun, the best you could do is run. Ichi is the only person alive who knows how to defeat him, and until we have that person here, only then may we stand a chance against Exar Kun."

Meanwhile in the junkyards and back alleys of Coruscant, we see a young brown Bothan walking the streets in long black tight pants with gold stripes up the sides. His formal shirt tight on his body, showing his muscular physique. As he walks out of the alleyway he stands in, there is a man almost completely naked in his own blood. His face pummeled to the bone and the only thing on him to guard himself from the cold are his blue undergarments.

"Sith spit, the clothes are too tight. At least it will keep me out of those petty Jedi garments. Now, to find a ship." He continues to look around the streets before he notices a sign that leads him right to a hangar bay. He goes in and sees a few people standing at different sides, discussing with one another about petty problems or joyous occasions. Soon to be happy memories and sad moments in their lives. Lisko just ignores it all and heads for the counter to see what man is there to help him find a ship.

"Hello sir, what is it that you would like to buy?"

"What's your fastest ship."

"Well, we got a 22-6O. That thing is a beauty. One of the fastest ships ever built, so how much do you want for it?" The brown Bothan smirks and just pulls out from his pocket, a small pistol that is easily concealed. He uses the force to bring the clerk over and grabs his shirt to stare him in the eyes. His brown eyes give him an entrancing look that puts him in an unknown fear.

"I'm not buying it, now give me clearance to leave the starport." Without hesitation the man just shakes his head only to hear Lisko say again in an angry voice, "I'm not going to ask again." He holds the man up without his fingers touching him. He nods his head in agreement and the brown Bothan releases his grip on his victim. The man gives him directions to the hangar and Lisko goes down the corridor to his new ship.

Meanwhile in space, the small furry swirled creature begins setting in specific coordinate charts and such ready to greet the Coruscant hyperspace points. Each button leads to him a gateway, a gateway of realms far different then what he can ever imagine. This small weak fighter, it is his freedom, not the Jedi, but his ship. This freedom from potential slavery, from being considered less than equal, from being property. His ship leaves him with this, and yet this is what he fears the most. Not having this ship. I felt it before he left to go to the mid rim. He flies it, yet he stands above, to feel big and tall in order to be without fear.

"Nub ni, seema chu!" The ship gives a few jolts and beeps back at him. He responds in an angry tone for the ship sassing him back. After a few moments, a few jolts give off the ship like it is laughing. He brings his foot to the ship and kicks it, bringing the small freighter to a small stop.

"Pilot, this is Imperial Star Destroyer Inquistion, stop and desist your activity as we pull you into our tractor beam for inspecting and questioning on what you are doing in this nebula." The remnants of the Imperials still patrol sectors as though they own the place. Ichi, being an Ewok is not very welcomed by Imperials, nor has he ever welcomed them. Many times, he has often killed Imperials on sight, unless he has to deal with them in order to get what he wants. Decisions he has often regretted in the past. Any Jedi would realize what this lure can do to one, but it seems more for him.

"Koo, soi chi mana." He already put his hyperspace coordinates into the navicomputer. His engines are ready to go, but he did not expect this. The Inquisition right in front of him could destroy his ship if he goes into hyperspace. Seconds are all he has to put in new coordinates in order to dodge the Inquisition. Fortunately for him, he has learned the ability to slow time with the force in order to complete his task faster than the normal rate. Within the very seconds needed he sends himself to an all too familiar place. The green luscious moon he had just escaped, Yavin IV.

"That ship just made a mockery of what is left of us. We cannot allow this to happen, especially by a creature far less superior than us. What do you consider yourselves men, or filthy incompetent Gamorreans! Men, were going after that ship. We are not leaving this sector until we find out where that ship jumped to, understood!" The men within the similar bridge as to Vader's old Star Destroyer give a thunderous agreement. Everyone heads towards their respective posts, inserting what they know of the pilot and possible simulations of escape vectors. The cold, pale, and distant man stands alone looking out of the viewport of the destroyer into a small clutter of stars and black voids. The world that many would consider close together, the space that is not in anyway vast to them, but to so many others. He stands there, and looks around for the closest man to him.

"Sir, we..." Within seconds the man is brought to the ground with a beam to the middle of that man's entirety. He brings the sky-colored blood pistol to his side and places it in his life like holster. He looks down at the man and kicks him off to the side, where nothing is except for everything. All that is what keeps the ship running, the wires and the chemicals that keep the ship afloat and sustaining life. The body touches it, but everything stays the same. Only his body begins to change shape as its long end begins to spread a crimson fire across the lines of his legs. His stomach begins to turn yellow with envy and his head smiles into a smelting, melting happiness.

"That is what you get for your failure."

"But, Admiral Roll, he had nothing to do with using the tractor beam to bring that ship in. He found out where the ship was heading." Admiral Death turned around to him and inspects him with just his yellow eyes. Just searching through him as though his entire life story can be seen within this very instant.

"Do you know where that ship went?" The man shakes his head.

He falls, just like the man before. Within seconds, the dark toned man enters his old comrades cemetery and churns to death just as his comrade.

"You fail me, then you fail the Empire. The Empire does not allow failures in its rank. Your failure is unacceptable and therefore shall be dealt with how the higher ranking officer sees fit. I see that anyone who fails me, shall die. Everyone has known this, and there is no difference for you. You earned your death. Now before anyone else would like to speak, do any of you know where the ship went to?" Nothing comes from any of them.

"Good."

Meanwhile within the old temple of Coruscant, I am in Durii's room and it is the best time of our lives. Master Skywalker had me tell her what her new rank was and after that, we just started going after one another. Like two motts going at one another. Always breeding with one another if the other is one that they have grown an attachment to.

It is quite odd that we keep engaging in such rituals every time we meet. Not only that, but her attaining her rank as a Jedi Knight and Jedi Master at such quick intervals. Maybe it is because of the need for Jedi Masters at the moment, but who knows. I am just glad that she is at my side and that she may one day be considered part of the council just as I am.

"So your apprentice left... where did Lisko go?"

"I feel he left for Exar Kun. I don't know why though, but something does not feel right. It makes me feel uneasy." My dark skin next cannot give off my true emotions. Since my skin is dark it gives off this sense as me being dark, but it is too far from the truth. In fact, I am one of the most caring of others any person can possibly feel. That is why it hurts so much since Lisko left me for Kun, whether his intentions were good or not.

"It'll be okay. Lisko has always been able to analyze situations well." She clasps onto my arm with her hands. It feels wonderful, having her beside me, as though I cannot fail. I know that we are meant to be. I could feel it the first day I met her.

We met the day when I was supposed to meet with the other Jedi Knights to take on apprentices. I remember seeing her, not when the new initiates came, but in one of the training area. Younger, but still the golden beauty, not bristling in the force. That may have been why I did not think of taking her in as my apprentice.

"Rosh, do you know who that is?"

"You know attachments are forbidden Jaden."

"I know I just want to know if you know her."

"I was acquainted with her just like all of the initiates. However, she sparked an interest in me."

"Why's that? I thought you did not agree with attachments."

"I don't, but since she does not have a strong affinity to the force, I plan on showing those who believe one cannot become great wrong. Didn't you meet her before like the other initiates?"

"No, Master Skywalker asked for my help with the library. He said he needed me to gather more information that was not stolen from the old archives. I was too busy to be back in time to meet with the initiates."

"Why didn't you tell Rosh that you knew I was not that new of an apprentice?"

"I wanted him to have some fun making me forget about you. I vaguely remembered what you looked like, which is true, but he talked wonderfully about you. Not that you were strong in the force, but that you were becoming stronger. Much stronger." She had that same rosy smile on her face just as always. Like when I told her that I would see her later instead of goodbye. The smile that lights up the room and knowing nothing can go wrong, that is the smile.

"Maybe if Rosh did anything good, then it was raising me. What do you think?"

"Then, I say it is to Rosh raising you well. He may never approve of us, but I must agree that we can safely say that it is to Rosh that you are here." We both look into the other's eyes, her sky blue, mine the brown light of truth. These are the gateways of the soul, and by looking into each other's eyes, we both knew that the Jedi's dislike of attachment has been crossed.

"So, what do you plan on doing dear?"

"Me... first we must go to where the Jedi Masters are. I think it is only fair that we tell them that I plan to go after Lisko. Knowing Kyle would have done the same for me, I feel it is only right to do the same for my apprentice. But I can't go alone, I need you beside me." This is a hard decision for any person to make. A loved one going off to a danger that can possibly only bring more death. Nothing good can truly come out of this. If Lisko goes to Kun to fight him, then it is not a great advantage, but still better than what anyone can ask. If Lisko does not plan to go there for that reason, then I'm at a loss. Either way, there is nothing good coming out of it by myself.

"I'll go with you dear. I can't have you go by yourself." I bring my right side closer to the center of our two bodies and bring myself closer to her. Our lips become one and we reach the soft mattress as to land on it, instead of rest on it. I pull myself up for a few seconds and she gives me that exact smile I saw when I was first truly introduced to her.

"This's great to hear," I go back down for our tongues to dance and afterwards come back out to finish with, "I love you."

"I love you too dear."

Meanwhile within the old quarters of the Jedi Council area, Luke sits in one of the old chairs by himself. The broken, yet sturdy chair. As he gets up, he looks over the sky to the old Chancellor's quarters where the great Jedi Master Mace Windu fell to his death. The place where history had been made. Where the Republic had in its first time dissolved, and his father had become the one thing he hated.

"I am making amends." A blue aura of a long-haired man shows before him. With no doubt, Luke realizes that he has seen this man before. The man who he first met when the second Death Star was destroyed.

"I never told you about the day I turned, did I son?"

"No father, you didn't." He gives a little chuckle and heads towards his old chair when he served the council. He did not serve it for long, but he was part of it.

"Well, I saw Master Windu and Chancellor Palpatine by the window. Part of it was broken, but not all of it. He had his saber to the chancellor's neck. I wanted him alive for my own reasons, but could not see what was needed for the good of all. I went for my good friend's saber, but got his hand instead. I never meant to leave him without a hand. I just meant to get his saber away from him. If I knew the chancellor planned to kill him, I would not have done it at all."

"So why did you attack?" A pause comes over the room. Nothing that anyone ever likes to hear as it feels too distant. It is the silence where no one truly can make anything right, where nothing you say can make anything less odd. Only to go off on something else.

"Well, he died and I did not feel as bad for him. He did not deal with Order 66, but that is not the reason why. I knew he had a son, and his grandson would be a great Jedi. His son was not force sensitive, and no one knew much about his son. Only I did. So I knew of his hypocracy first hand. However, that is not the problem, instead what happened was I did not see the overall good. I saw what was best for the survival of those that I loved, and also the survival of future Jedi."

"Are you saying I am doing the same thing?"

"I don't know, are you?" For the first time in Anakin's life, he was wise. He left something for his son to ponder and question about.

"You mean with Master Korr finding his apprentice."

"I thought that was obvious."

"But father, why do you care?"

"I thought that was obvious." In all actuality, it is. The same sentence used to explain the answer to his son. It makes sense. This is what is going on and for the next meeting he knows what he must do.

"Thank you father."

"Anytime son, anytime." The blue aura fades away and now he is left with the door opening and a few masters coming in. They can see the expression on their leader's face. Not horrible, but nothing that is quite normal for them. After all, we could all feel the presence of the great Jedi in the room with the Luke, but not all of us know who was there. One of the Jedi asks if he is alright.

"Everything's alright. Call Master Korr, and Master Lonna up here. I need to discuss something with Master Korr and with Master Lonna a new Jedi Master, she has a right to be at these meetings." The orange man with the black mask around his mouth bows down to the leader of the Jedi and heads out of the room. Going to the first available holoscreen he can find.

I can tell one of the masters is moving away from the others, but not as though he is running from them. The movements seem to calm for something like that to happen. It seems more as though he is going to inform someone about a current situation. Soon, both Durii and I look over to the right side of us and notice the orange man in a small blue form in front of us. It is as though he is there, yet he is not. His body miniaturized in order to fit inside the holoscreen.

"Master Korr, and Master Lonna, we ask for you two to come to the council chambers now. I ask before you come to put some clothing on though." The orange man is gone and we look at each other with our white teeth exposed and a sharp pitch and tone of different wave lengths. We do as he asks and head for the turbolift to the chamber.

Meanwhile, within the Massassi Temple, the furry brown Bothan looks for the entrance to the Jedi leader's old chamber. Two big traitors of the Jedi walk at his side in order to give him a safe passage to their master without any disruptions. They know that their master has wanted him as his apprentice, just must be cautious at all times.

The blue aura stands by himself in front of the broken glass of where the Jedi had escaped his death. The hatred, and death surges through him so well, that a living being not even close to the force can sense his dark presence without difficulty. He turns around and motions for his guards to head outside the room. Once this happens, he shuts the door with a tight lock and gives a small smirk to the young exile.

"So, you finally come seeking my training?"

"Yes Lord Kun." He sends him to his knees with a push of his hand, almost breaking the young Bothan's legs.

"YOU WILL ALWAYS SAY MASTER WHEN YOU SPEAK WITH ME BOY!" The young Bothan looks up at his oppressor with fear. Knowing now what he is getting himself into, he realizes that if he continues down this path that there is no way he can be saved. The only problem is, if he leaves he dies.

"Yes, my master."

"Good my young apprentice. Now rise." He does so without hesitation.

"What will you have me do my master."

"You will construct a new light saber. One that is free of Jedi hypocracies and force crystals. Instead, you will synthesize a crystal and once you do that, you will learn how to use what the Jedi taught you not to, to your advantage. After that you will go back and infiltrate the Jedi ranks on Coruscant with our ever growing servants and do what Darth Vader started."

"Destroying the Jedi?"

"Yes. My new apprentice. Now kneel." He does so without hesitation. Once he does so, the Dark Lord continues, "It has been accustomed during my time, that the Sith would keep their names once they became either the Dark Lord, or the apprentice of the Dark Lord. However, because of recent circumstances, I believe you deserve a title."

"Should I name myself, master?"

"No. I believe that it would take away from what is proper." He closes his eyes and brings himself to feel everything around him. Trying to see what is and what is not of him with the rest of the force. Within seconds, his bloodshot eyes open up and the blue aura's lips move, "Your name has now been chosen, arise Lord Hades."

"Yes my master." He does so and looks at his new master square in the eyes. Ready and daring, and his eyes show his new master all that he is willing to do.

"Begin your training. There is much work to be done."

Meanwhile, elsewhere on the planet, a small creature begins to search the area just as he once did way back when he was much younger. Not this exact area, but someplace else, very similar to his home planet. The small swirled colored creature is not alone however, he has a guide to help him with his quest.

"Did you hear that?"

"Iocho nim nam ti at."

"Yes, well you still have to get to Exar Kun's tomb before you can contact the others Ichi. Otherwise, killing Kun will never happen."