9 BBY - 10 years after the Great Jedi Purge

Berk; Ahch-To - Unknown Regions

The hulking, Viking man with a long, blonde mustache inspected the sword with a critical eye before nodding in approval of the workmanship.

"Not bad Hiccup! You're getting better at this!" he says happily, sheathing the sword into the weapons rack.

"Thanks Gobber," Hiccup replied with a rare smile.

"Few more years with more muscle on those bones and you'll be pumping out weapons better than I ever could, haha!" Gobber joked, changing one of his prosthetic hands.

Hiccup grimaced unnoticeably at the 'muscle' comment, but shook it off, knowing Gobber didn't really mean it personally.

"Welp, I'm off to the Great Hall! Got another dragon raid planned," Gobber announces, hobbling out of the shop. "See you tomorrow lad!"

"Yeah, see you Gobber," Hiccup replied with a small wave, watching his mentor leave. He then glanced around at all of the scattered tools and prosthetic hands belonging to Gobber and gave out a disappointed sigh. The man never could clean up after himself, which Hiccup usually did himself to get his mind off of other things. Deciding he had nothing else better to do, he began to reorganize the different hands on Gobber's tool rack, and properly put away all of the other weapons and leather pieces scattered around for the next half an hour. Once he was done, he nodded in satisfaction to his work before heading towards the back end of the shop, where his private room was.

Closing the door behind him, he lit a few candles and brought them to his desk, sitting down before pulling some of the few books to him. Besides Gothi, he suspected that he read more than anyone else in the entire village did, so he borrowed stories of hers from time to time, with her permission of course. What's better is that since the books belonged to Gothi, none of the other teens would dare try to ruin them if they caught him reading her books in the middle of the day.

Scattered across the different shelves and desks were pictures that he had drawn of schematics, invention ideas, dragons, forests, and legends from Gothi's stories. Hiccup opened a certain book about the old gods visiting Ahch-To from the heavens and began to read from where he left off of earlier.

"The old gods..." he muttered to himself, reading off of the pages. "Thousands of years ago in the birth of civilization, messengers from Asgard came down to our world, teaching us many things. Our language, culture, amongst other subjects. Old temples were built, scattered across the world, however lost to time."

He flipped the page to see an old drawing of one of these temples. It showed an island with a stone village upon a cliff, a misty tree nearby. On top of the island was the main temple itself, said to have old carvings and stone engravings, which are not documented.

"Legends say these messengers were named Jedi... and the leader of their group was the Prime Jedi," he continued to read, engrossed in the story.

"Wow..." Hiccup whispered to himself.

"Jedi were also though to have power over the dragons themselves, conquering them," he muttered. "Since their first visit, only one Jedi messenger has appeared to mortals ever since... a woman who spent years secluded on one of the many temples lost to the world. Her name was..."

Before Hiccup could continued, Stoick the Vast's voice boomed from outside. "HICCUP! Where are ye!?" he demanded.

Hiccup sighed dejectedly, looking at the book one last time before closing it, reluctantly going to meet his father for whatever he wanted to talk about.


Desert moon of Jedha, Terrabe Sector; 3rd person POV...

Ahsoka and Mara were standing in front of a food vendor in a less public area of Jedha to purchase some supplies since they were currently low. Thanks to Jarik's efforts to scrounge up credits from the Empire every so often they were able to get by relatively well. He also managed to get his hands a quite a bit of the money that the Coruscant Jedi Temple had in the system before Palpatine took control of it completely, most of which he then donated to the Rebellion to help with the funding the cause.

Ahsoka had on a cloak and hood to cover her face, and Mara also had on a light colored, tan robe as well which she wore around her black colored clothing underneath.

"Hey mom, should we do something about that?" Mara asked Ahsoka quietly.

"Hmm?" she responded, looking over from under her cloak to where she was pointing. A pair of Stormtroopers were standing intimidatingly close to a man, who obviously looked very nervous and was holding his hands up in a panic.

She sighed sadly. "Unfortunately we can't," Ahsoka resonded.

"Why not?" she asked in confusion. "Isn't the Empire bad like you said?"

"They are, but they control the galaxy with an Iron Fist. If we take any action against them, especially in a public place like this we'd be arrested in an instant," she explained.

Mara glanced over at the confrontation again. "What about a mind trick?"

"To open of a space." Ahsoka replied. "I know it's hard, but that man would be better off if we don't interfere."

"I understand..." Mara said a little sadly.

The shop vendor came back and placed a box on the table, which Ahsoka took in her hands, tossing him a few credits before they began to walk off. She was gripping Mara's hand to make sure nothing happened while holding the box in her other hand. As they walked down the streets back to where their ship was parked, a young brunette girl a few years older than Mara bumped into them.

"Sorry," she replied in apology, about to move by again when Mara sensed something.

"Where'd you get that crystal?" she wonders curiously.

The girl widens her eyes before briefly glancing down at her shirt, where there was nothing. "My what?" she said.

"You know, you're necklace. I think it's pretty!" Mara says with a small smile on her face. The girl grips something under her shirt tightly, and Ahsoka already knows there is a kyber crystal around her neck. However this isn't the proper way of doing this.

"Come along Mara, we've got to go," she said sternly, a hint of disapproval in her voice at Mara giving out hints of her Force sensitivity.

"Bye!" she said, waving to the girl who waved back hesitantly before scurrying off quickly again. Once they were out of earshot, Ahsoka turned a disapproving glare to Mara.

"Mara, you shouldn't have done that," she said sternly.

"Done what?" Mara asked in confusion.

"Ask about her crystal, sensing it with the Force." Ahsoka said.

"But why? You could sense it too right?" she questions, not getting the point.

"Yes, I could sense it. But it isn't visible for others to see. By revealing you knew about her crystal it hints about your Force sensitivity, and could expose you to the Empire for it," she explains.

Mara looks down guiltily, realizing the problem. "Sorry mom," she said quietly in response.

Ahsoka sighed. "It's alright Mara, but don't do it again ok?"

Mara nodded, and the two continued to head over to their ship for take off.


"Are you certain Jyn?" Saw asked in bewilderment.

"Yes Saw, she knew about my crystal, and I don't know how!" Jyn stressed urgently.

"What did they look like? Did you recognize them?" he questions with a serious gaze.

"I didn't know who they were, but it was a Togruta woman, and the girl who said she knew about my necklace was human with red hair," Jyn explained.

Saw glanced up thoughtfully. "A Togruta..." he murmured, the gears in his head turning. "Red haired girl..."

"Do you know who they are?" she asks.

He remains silent for a few moments before replying. "I'm not sure child, but this is troubling. We'll need to make sure they can be trustworthy before anything gets into the Empire's hands," he says firmly.

"They were heading over to docking bay 175," Jyn informed him.

Nodding to himself, Saw turned around and waved someone over. "Benthic, get everyone ready! We have business to conduct," he said.


Mara and Ahsoka continued through the streets towards their ship, but when they got closer to their docking bay, Ahsoka took notice of how it seemed more empty than usual, and grew suspicious, sensing something off in the Force. She activated her comlink and contacted R5.

"R5, you read me?" she asked. There was no reply, and only static could be heard, indicating that the transmission was being jammed.

"What's wrong?" Mara asked in concern.

"We're being ambushed," she said grimly in reply. "We'll have to make a run for it."

"Ambushed?!" Mara said fearfully.

"We'll be fine, just follow my lead ok?" Ahsoka says, and Mara nods.

The duo begin to stealthily move towards the door that leads to their docking bay, and stop, pressing themselves against the wall on either side of it. Ahsoka presses a few buttons into the control panel, before looking over at Mara. At her nod, she pressed the enter key and the door raised open.

Immediately, they ran into the docking bay, straight for their ship with Mara hot on Ahsoka's heels. It looked like they were about to make it when from out of the corner various people emerged, charging at the two with wild yells. From above, one man jumped down towards Mara, and landed on the ground behind her. He grabbed her arm and attempted to subdue her, but the eight year old girl surprised him.

Reacting with incredible skill an ferocity, which she no doubt got from Ahsoka, Mara quickly swung a leg out and slammed her foot into the guys knee, moving away from him as he collapsed with a cry of pain.

Ahsoka pulled a backup blaster from her holster and fired at the people surrounding her, setting the gun to stun mode so that nobody would be killed. A few people dropped as Mara moved closely to Ahsoka, fearful. Another man laped for them, but Ahsoka swung a leg out, kicking him in the face and sending them flying back.

Despite her efforts, the two were surrounded, blasters raised at them threateningly. A male Tognath stepped forward and spoke harshly in his language.

"Surrender yourselves to us, now!" he demanded.

"We want no trouble with you," Ahsoka replied firmly. "And we will be leaving here."

However the Tognath would not be deterred. "Take them!"

As the group were about to move forwards, another voice rang out. "Stop!" a man cried.

The thugs immediately stopped and looked to one area, where an older, battle worn but fierce man strode forwards, a slightly wild but calculated look on his face. Ahsoka immediately came to realize who it was.

"Saw," she said with wide eyes.

"Who?" Mara asked.

"An old friend, or acquaintance..." she replied, not sure what to say about them, still slightly guilty about Steela's death, even though she knew it wasn't her fault.

"I never expected to find you here," Saw said in response.

"Dangerous times call for unexpected measures," she replies.

Saw lets off a soft chuckle. "True enough."

Ahsoka crossed her arms. "So, what are you here surrounding me with your cell for?" she questions.

"Were were wary about you, weren't sure who you were. A girl under my band, Jyn, was concerned when you somehow knew about a necklace of hers," he explained.

Mara widened her eyes in surprise, sharing a look with Ahsoka before looking down guiltily.

"At least I know who you are now," he continued, eyeing Mara warily. "Who's this?"

"This is Mara," was all Ahsoka offered up in response. Said red headed girl continued to look around them with a small glare, eyeing the rebel cell distrustfully, worried they would try to harm her or Ahsoka again.

"Secretive huh?" Saw said with a sarcastic, but knowing look. "Any particular reason you're here then? We could offer you a place to stay for the time being, maybe do some damage against the Empire along the way," he says.

"Tempting, but we can't accept," Ahsoka responded. "We're only here to resupply, before we're off back to the Rebellion."

"Oh yes, the Rebellion," he mutters. "They could do more you know," he says bitterly.

"Look, we're a small group right now," Ahsoka replies with a stern look. "It won't grow in an instant, these things take time."

"If you say so," Saw replies. "Well, I won't waste anyone's time for any longer." He turned to his officers and with a simple gesture and a few words in another language, they scurried off immediately. He then turned his gaze back to Ahsoka and Mara.

"Let's hope we can meet again under better circumstances to take down the Imperial flag," he says.

"I hope so as well Saw," Ahsoka says in agreement.

He eyes them for a few more seconds before moving off back to his hideout, following his rebel cell.

"I don't trust him," Mara said once he was gone.

"I don't fully trust him either, but his heart is in the right place." Ahsoka responds. "Well, we better get back to your dad before he gets upset."

"He'd just be over dramatic about it," she says with a small grin.


The Knight Hawk; Jarik POV...

After Ahsoka and Mara had gotten back from their supply shopping on Jedha, I was giving Mara some more lessons about the Force while Ahsoka returned to more Fulcrum work, picking up from where I had left off while they were away. Currently I was helping her practice her senses with a training remote, while wearing a helmet to cover her eyes and holding my green lightsaber, which I had toned down to a safe training setting.

"Remember to focus your senses Mara," I told her.

The training remote moved around, keeping her on her guard the whole time. She raises her lightsaber, trying to sense the remote's movements. It fires off a shot, and she manages to react in time, deflecting it. The remote backs off again, spinning around before suddenly charging forward, firing another shot.

This time Mara doesn't react quick enough, and it hits her in the side. She yelps in pain from the sting, letting off a frustrated growl before raising the lightsaber again.

"Feel with the Force. Let it guide you," I say.

She breathes deeply before facing the remote, which begins to circle her again. She doesn't move, focusing on the Force, and when the remote quickly whips around and fires three fast shots, she reacts perfectly, moving around and swinging the lightsaber to block every one.

I give off a small clap as she removes her helmet. "Nice job Mara, you're getting better at this," I praise her.

"Thanks dad," she says with a bright smile, frowning down at the place where she was shot earlier. "Wish I didn't get shot though, it hurts."

"Practice makes perfect, as the saying goes," I remark.

"I know, but I did feel the Force better that time, it was cool! I could almost see the remote in my eyes!" she says excitedly.

"That's good, you've taken a larger step into its mysteries," I tell her.

I move over to the side of the room, grabbing a small cup of water. "I have a question though," she asks.

"Hmm?" I say in response, taking a sip.

"It may sound stupid... but is the Force a person? Like a man, or woman?" she asks.

I cough on my water in response, not expecting a question like that and quickly pull the cup away from my mouth, smacking my chest before finally swallowing the water. "What?" I say in bewilderment. "Where did that question come from?"

"I know, it sounds stupid but, I'm just curious," she replies sheepishly, and a little bit embarrassed. "Because you and mom both say it'll help guide my actions, as if it's a person or something helping me to do it."

"Well..." I start to say, not expecting to have to come up with a response to such a bizarre question. "The Force isn't a person, or an entity... more in the sense of an energy field. It binds the galaxy together, giving certain individuals the ability to be more sensitive to it. So it isn't a divine woman, or man. All living things have a Force signature, regardless of who or what they are, you get what I'm saying?"

She nods in understanding. "Yeah, thanks for clearing it up dad," she says happily.

"Of course sweetie," I reply with a small smile, checking my chronometer. "Well I've got some work to do right now, so you can go off to your room or do whatever you want until dinner," I told her.

"Ok!" she says, rushing off down the hall to her room. I watch her go before shaking my head with an amused chuckle.

"The Force having a gender... hah!" I mutter to myself in amusement. I head over to my office room, where a few computers are setup, designed to monitor the communications network and the holonet for any important updates and intelligence reports about the Empire.

I sit down at my desk and open up the most recent report, reading through it and judging its importance, decrypting a few files. I then glance over at the side of the screen, seeing the file about Hypori. Curious, I pull it up and reread it, remembering this from a few years ago. Acquiring old Separatist ammunitions and supplies would be of great benefit, and if we manage to find a cruiser somewhere in storage, that would be absolutely fascinating.

"I think, this should be our next mission," I mutter to myself, nodding my head.


The next mission for the crew of the Knight Hawk, and the Rebel Alliances founding Fulcrum agents shall be to Hypori! Whoo! Getting some old Clone Wars era supplies, wonder how this will go down? :)

And Hiccup on Ahch-To continuing to show his fascination with the messengers of the gods of Asgard, wonder who those people are huh? Nah it's easy to figure out.

If you understood the implications of that question asked by Mara then I hope you found it funny, because I couldn't resist adding something like that! No offense to anyone, but I find the idea of the Force being either a female OR a male to be completely ridiculous, and this is MY fanfiction so I'm putting it how I believe it should be! :D

Glad you guys have been enjoying my story so much!