Chapter XXIV

Unknown Regions

The Death Seekers were invincible, and the most powerful race the Yuuzhan Vong ever faced, the newly decreed Supreme Overlord Rashi managed to gather a billion Yuuzhan Vong and escape Yuuzhann'tar before the Death Seekers finally used their 'Force' an abomination of the gods along with their 'machines' and destroyed the planet and the entire system in which it lay.

All that remained of the Yuuzhan Vong little over a billion, and three world-ships, all in decadent states, a billion of fifty billion. Oh how far the great have fallen, lamented High Priest Ishan.

Ishan held his face in his hands and wept, it was not something the Yuuzhan Vong were used to doing, but in the recent years it had become a custom, no longer were the rituals of the warriors held, no longer did they pray to the gods, and Yun-Yuuzhan no longer looked upon them with great pleasure.

The gods had abandoned them, and so the Yuuzhan Vong had abandoned them, let others pray, and take the pain of the gods, they no longer feared them, as Ishan had witnessed personally the power of the Death Seekers, as the High Lord Nissak stood before Supreme Overlord Shimra and crushed their leader's body without more than clenching his fist, and how he devastated almost all of their guardians when he and no more than ten Seeker Knights swept through them with swords of fire, and hands that spit forth lightning and fire that ate up the hundreds of guardians that stood in their paths.

The Force, Ishan conceded, was more powerful than the Gods. The Priest, was only a title, as he had lost all his faith.

Ishan turned to greet his fellow priest, and Harrar sighed as he sat beside him, both gazing out into the galaxy they had planned to dominate, the galaxy in which they would remake their dying Homeworld Yuuzhan'tar.

However now their plans were no longer possible, and they would have no chance for a prosperous life, and the Yuuzhan Vong as a race would eventually die out, and they would no longer be.

"The God Yun-Yahkima looks upon your weary soul Ishan," said Harrar with a grin.

Ishan sputtered a curse, "Oh vile Yun-Yakhima, and all the gods for that matter,"

"Do not curse the Gods Ishan, heretic, before Yun-Yuuzhan I place you under oath to deny your apostasy," said Harrar enraged.

Ishan waved a dismissive hand, "give me death Harrar,"

"I give neither of you death, but a hope," said a voice.

Ishan and Harrar surveyed the area in search of the voice, "who is there?"

A figure began to materialize before them, a pale blue figure of an alien…

"Human!" Harrar screeched in disgust as he recognized the race of the Death Seeker, "away phantom of the dead!"

"Peace!" said the figure, with an outstretched hand throwing the Yuuzhan Vong priest backward, his long brown hair moved as he turned his head, "my name is Qui-Gon Jinn, and I am a Jedi Knight, not a Death Seeker of which you speak,"

"Jeedai?" questioned Ishan with a perplexed look upon his face.

"Demon," spat Harrar, "sorcerer!"

"I said PEACE!" repeated Qui-Gon more forcefully, this time stretching his hand out towards them both, "the Death Seekers and the Jedi have the gift of the Force, yet you people are denied of it, now I return it to you,"

Ishan and Harrar fell to the floor as they felt a sensation pass through them.

"Let your eyes be opened," whispered Qui-Gon, "feel the Living Force you walkers of Death!"

Harrar screamed as he rose to his feet and rushed toward the spirit of the Jedi, with another outstretched hand Qui-Gon sent the priest back sprawling, this time adding a Force Trance to place the disgruntled being asleep, "Do you wish to use the Force young one?" he asked Ishan gently.

Ishan rose from his position on the floor and stretched out his hand, "I feel…life,"

"Yes, this is the Force,"

"What is the Force really…master?" inquired Ishan with a gentle tone.

"The Force is an energy-field, generated by every living thing, it is between you and me, and this planet and that star, and this rock and that soil, it is a web of energy, a river as you may say," finished Qui-Gon.

"Will-will you teach me how to use this power?" asked Ishan.

"I will teach you to live, and you will live to teach," replied Qui-Gon with a smile, "the Yuuzhan Vong shall not die,"