DISCLAIMER: I don't own the rights to Star Wars, and this fan fiction has nothing to do with the original characters. These characters of my own design, but many of George Lucas's creations will be mentioned.

Chapter II: An Unplanned Reunion

Brecksoll: an arid desert planet on the outer rim of the galaxy. 19 years ago, its space liner business was just taking off. Then, the Sith attacked their first liner, the Supernova. After that scare, the whole business fell down the tubes. Now the whole planet is nearing a depression, with a little help from the Sith.

Master Monteg, Jonassus, and Alextria leave the ship into the wind. After they finally adjusted to the environment, they started into the town, Monteg leading them. The town was similar to the desert towns on Tatooine. Little shops were here and there, selling from jewelry to some little lizards hanging on hooks.

As they went further into town, Jonassus felt that they were going in circles. "Excuse me, Master Monteg," he asked, "but do you have any idea where you're going?" Master Monteg just looked back at him and said, "Of course I do. You must have patience, Jonassus. You'll see where we are in time."

Little did Jonassus know what Monteg had in mind. Monteg was originally from Brecksoll himself. He knew the city they were in like the back of his hand. And he knew what happened to Jonassus's father. After the Supernova crashed, Jarro, battered and numb from the waist down, returned to Brecksoll and lived with his brother Alta. Alta was once a great Jedi Sentinel, but lost his arms and one of his legs when he faced Darth Mallace's master, Darth Cassius, in combat. In the end, Darth Cassius was destroyed, but Alta returned to Brecksoll, not quite himself.

As they neared the other end of town, they saw a small broken down shack made out of stone. There were several windows and a doorway without a door. Outside the doorway there stood a man with a robotic leg and two robotic arms. It seemed as though the man was waiting for them. Jonassus had never seen this man before, yet it was like they had always known each other. "Greetings, Master Monteg," the man said. "It is good to meet you, Master Alta," Monteg replied. "Please," retorted Alta, "I am no longer a Jedi. Do come in."

The inside of the house was even worse than the outside. Of the very little furniture that was there, things were out of order, trash lay here and there, and rank odor hung in the air. In the corner was an aged man in a hovering mechno-chair. Off in a daze, the man didn't even turn around to acknowledge the three Jedi. Ever since his return to Brecksoll and the loss of his family, Jarro has done nothing but stare out the window into the desert.

"He's back there in the corner," Alta told them. Monteg walked up to Jarro and tapped him on the shoulder. Jarro turned his head towards Monteg, having not seen him since he was young boy at the Jedi Academy. "Who are you?" asked Jarro. "Jarro, I'm Master Monteg Robet," he told the old man. "I've brought someone here to see you." As Jarro turned around, Jonassus would stare into the eyes of this man who he never even knew, and see himself in his eyes.

"I don't want any visitors. Tell them to get lost," Jarro told Monteg. Alta stepped up to his brother. "Jarro," he told him, "don't you recognize him?" Jarro looked more closely at Jonassus. "Nope, I've never seen him before in my life." "Jarro," Alta interrupted, "this is your youngest son." "Alta," Jarro retorted angrily, "I told you I lost my family in the crash. None of them made it out."

It was then Jonassus realized who this was. This old, decrepit, grumpy man was his father. The man who would have raised him on a dirt farm, the man who gave up and quit after it all, was his actual father. Jonassus was glad he was raised by the Jedi. He couldn't even imagine what life would have been like if he had lived with this guy. "Excuse me, Master," he told Monteg, "whoever this old man is, he obviously doesn't want us around. We should move on to find out where the missing Jedi are."

At Jonassus's words, Jarro hovered up to the young Jedi. "Excuse me, you young punk," Jarro yelled at his son, "you have no idea what I have been through and what I've lost." "Whatever it was," Jonassus replied, "it probably wouldn't have mattered. We should be off." "Jonassus," Alextria exclaimed, "try and show a little respect. He is your father after all."

Jarro's eyes became enlightened. Long ago, almost 20 years, he had had a son and named him Jonassus after a great Jedi hero of legend. It was actually Alta's idea. Since the crash, Jarro never thought that someone in his family would have actually survived. The mere thought that this cocky young Jedi could be his son.

"Can it be?" asked Jarro. "Is it you? Are you my lost son?" "I may be," Jonassus told him. "Why do you ask?" In a moment of pure elation, Jarro shouted and hovered up to Jonassus and grabbed him along the waist. "Just your presence here brings me hope," Jarro told his son. Jonassus saw this new light in Jarro that he could never have thought to see. Compassion, joy, hopes. Jonassus liked this part of his father. In a fit of emotion, Jonassus wrapped his arms around his father.

"Come, come, sit, sit," Jarro exclaimed. "We have to make up for lost time." All of a sudden blaster shots came through the walls. "Duck!" yelled Alta. As shot after shot barraged the shack, the five of them remained safe on the ground. Soon, the firing stopped and they all got up. Then, three Dark Jedi walked straight in, lightsabers drawn. Monteg, Jonassus and Alta all drew their lightsabers and faced the Dark Jedi. With no attempt at all, the three Sith were brought down.

Alta had to sit down. He hadn't fought against the Sith in a long time, since his battle with Darth Cassius. And outside waited over 20 Sith soldiers awaiting to fire. Alextria ran up to Alta to check on him. "Are you all right?" she asked the withered Jedi. "I'm not the fighter I once was," he told her. He handed her the lightsaber in his hands. "Here, this will help you more than it will help me." "I can't," she replied. "I don't think I'm ready for one." "You are," he assured her. "If you are with my nephew, I know you are." At that, Alextria grasped the lightsaber and drew it. The yellow blade shot out.

Then, Monteg, Jonassus and Alextria ran out at the soldiers. "Open fire!" one of the higher ups shouted. As shot after shot was made at the three Jedi, they repelled the blasts right back at the soldiers. As they neared the remaining ones, they just slashed at them and made sure they were all dead. Then they headed back inside.

"Why on earth would the Sith attack us here?" asked Alextria. "I know," Alta replied. "It's because they found out you were here. And because they know you're close to it." "Close to what?" asked Monteg. Alta stared at them with deepness in his eyes. "Why the temple of course," he replied.

The three Jedi couldn't believe what they heard. A Sith temple was here on Brecksoll. That must be where the missing Jedi were. "We have to get there," Alextria said. "It's where the missing Jedi are." "I know where it is," Alta told them. Jarro grabbed his brother's arm. "Don't, Alta," he told him. "I just found out my son didn't actually die in that crash. I don't want to lose him a second time."

Jonassus walked up to his father and grabbed his hand. "Dad," he told him, "it is my duty as Jedi to find my missing colleagues. I know that we haven't seen each other in almost 20 years, but I promise you that I will make it out alive and that we will see each other again."

Jarro's eyes began to tear and swell. "Very well,' he finally said. "Go if you must. And I expect you to keep that promise." The five of them all chuckled at Jarro's comment. Alta, calming down, at last spoke to them. "All right. The temple is in the middle of the desert. It has been here for as long as I can remember. You must travel a long ways before you reach it, but once you do, it should be unoccupied. Should be."

Monteg took a deep breath. "All right," he said. "We should leave now then." The three of them, Monteg, Jonassus, and Alextria, left the shack and headed into the desert. Jonassus looked back at the only family he had left. He had just met them, and yet he may never see them again. He paused for a long time, until Alextria tapped him on the shoulder. "Coming?" she asked him. Jonassus looked back at his father and uncle and said, "Yeah. I am."

And so the three of them were off to find the Sith temple of Brecksoll, where the missing Jedi were being held captive. "May the Force be with them," Alta said to himself.