Ahsoka POV...

I stared at the statue of the Daughter in surprise and wonder, slowly stepping forwards towards it. The convor sits on the Daughter's shoulder, staring at me with curious eyes and I stretch out my arm. Lightly touching the statue, I run my hand along the stone, even still feeling a small bit of light side Force energy emanating from it.

"Daughter..." I whispered quietly to myself.

The convor chirps again, ruffling her feathers and looking pointedly at me. "How did this get here?" I ask her. "Did she build the statue, or was it the first Jedi?"

She lets off a quiet, hooting call and hops onto the Daughter's head, looking down at me and the rest of the statue, which is probably around six feet tall. Then I hear a voice:

I am Daughter...

I look up at the convor in surprise, remembering when the Daughter said that, introducing herself to us on Mortis. "Who are you really...?" I ask her, needing to know. I can sense a very noticeable tug in the Force calling to me, stretching towards the statue and the convor, but I can't place a finger on what it means!

...when you reach the altar... give you what you want...

The Daughter's voice echoed again, this time sounding more directly in front of me than around me.

"What altar?" I ask the convor. "What am I not seeing?!"

The convor looks directly at me, making direct eye contact with a gaze that pierces through my very soul. I was struck by how green... and how familiar they looked.

I am Daughter...

That line was repeated again, and as the convor continued to gaze directly at me, the revelation hit me like a proton bomb. My eyes widened in shock, and I stumbled backwards, staring at the convor with wide eyes in disbelief and awe.

"Daughter... it's you..." I whispered, in a state of shock.

The convor nods her head lightly, letting out a happy trill, and then her voice echoes around me once again, the statue pulsing brightly in the light side of the Force in response.

"Hello Ahsoka... my true name is Morai," she finally says.

"Morai..." I repeated quietly, sitting on my knees partly from humbleness and awe. "I never got the chance to thank you... I owe you my life," I said in gratitude.

"You need not thank me. It is in my nature to always be selfless, and compassionate. And it is yours as well. Your spirit is as pure as one could ever be," she tells me.

I furrow a brow slightly. "I don't understand... I've made so many mistakes before in my life," I say, not believing I could be the purest soul out there.

"You have. But there is something you must know," she replies, blinking her green eyes down at me.

"What is it?" I ask her curiously.


Jarik POV...

The stone steps look to be ancient, which makes sense considering this place is over thousands of years old. Walking up takes a while, and during the trip I take the time to look around at the island. Small, brown and white feathered birds fly through the skies around it, and let out the occasional hoot or chirp to their buddies. The grass, or moss is very green, showing how the place is constantly wet throughout the whole year.

My hike takes minutes just to climb up to first part of stone steps, and then I turn onto a stone pathway walking across a ledge, where I get a good view of everything I just walked. Far down the steep slope I can just barely make out the space in which I landed at, my speeder a simple dot at this distance.

A small hissing noise beside me gets my attention, and I turn my head to find one of those little dragons staring at me with inquisitive eyes. It lets out a curious warble, inching closer, looking absolutely adorable, I have to admit. I raise a hand to it, and the little dragon eyes me warily before moving closer, allowing me to scratch it behind the ears.

"Well aren't you a cute little guy," I remark with a small smile.

It purrs in response to the scratching before I lower my arm, continuing onwards up the pathway. The dragon watches me go before taking flight into the sky, letting off a shrill cry.

The stone pathway soon shows signs of actual buildings and structures up ahead. The mossy rock walls beside me turns to rocks packed in a Fieldstone wall style, and small stone huts are visible up ahead. I duck through an arch, coming up a few steps to enter a small, abandoned village of some type, and I can sense it much more clearly now. The light side of the Force is very strong here, and it also is pulling me in a certain direction.

Looking to my left, I see another pathway exiting the village and heading over towards another section of the island, where the Force feels strongest.

Deciding to go the way the Force is leading me, I head over towards the pathway. Continuing on my long trek throughout this island, it takes another few minutes before I reach a new location, which is situated on one of the tallest points of the island. Climbing another large flight of stairs I take the time to compare this place to the Jedi Temple back on Coruscant. While that temple is massive and grand in scale, with huge columns and rooms showing large statues of Jedi, this place seemed smaller, more humble. Everything about it so far is simple, yet has a purpose. All of the huts are small and simple, looking very much the same, yet they housed ancient Jedi from ages past. The stone pathways are small and tiresome, but allow great views of the small island, giving you a sense of wonder at the natural beauty of the world.

And despite how powerful and special the Coruscant Temple was for me, comparing it to this place made me wonder. Now that I see the simple, humble beginnings from which the Jedi first came, the Coruscant Temple with all of its majesty and power, now seems like another example of our arrogance, displaying our power for all to clearly see.

I sighed sadly, thinking about how flawed the Jedi Order truly was. Nobody in that temple was exempt from it, save for the youngest of younglings, who were still so pure and innocent. Ki-Adi Mundi and Mace Windu were proud examples of how arrogant the Order truly had become, believing we knew everything there was too know. They couldn't have been more wrong.

The entrance to the first temple now looms in front of me, the cave inside a large cut out, the sunset shining through to the inside, bathing the place in a orangish, golden glow.

I stepped inside to gaze around in awe at the Temple. Once again, it was very simple, no fancy statues or carvings about the power of the Jedi, but that doesn't take away any of the serenity I can sense, and I feel truly humbled. The only prominent form of art inside is a large mural directly in the center of the floor. I walk up to the mural and stare down at the image, which depicts someone in robes sitting in a meditative position. One side is dark, while the other is light, with a black and white colored lightsaber, or vibroblade held in front of him. His face isn't fully visible, but judging from his head the figure is not human. He wears some sort of earrings, and on either side of his head are a dark circe, and a light circle. What the mural is showing is that the figure is in a state of balance, feeling the Force from both the Light, and the Dark.

"The Prime Jedi... it has to be..." I muttered to myself. Who else could it be?

Something else that gets my attention is how strikingly similar the Prime Jedi looks compared to Snoke, but I quickly brush aside the possibility. The Prime Jedi lived over six thousand years ago, so there's no way it could be Snoke. Even Master Yoda is only around 900 years, not a thousand. Maybe they were the same species...?

Shrugging to myself, I brush off those theories. No way I'm going to be figuring out the answers to that right now so why bother thinking about it?

I then feel a strange call off to the side and glance behind me. There, laying against the stone wall, propped up as if on display, is some sort of stick or staff... I'm not sure. Curious, I head over to what I think is a staff, before widening my eyes in surprise. It's a saberstaff! Why does it seem so familiar...

Upon closer inspection, I lean down to get a better look at it before gasping in shock, eyes wide in disbelief as I recognize the lightsaber.

This belonged to my ancestor Satele! She's been here before!


Ahsoka POV...

"Lay your hand against the statue Ahsoka," Morai tells me.

I raise an eyebrow questioningly, but do as she tells me, stepping forwards and touching my hand gently to the shoulder of her statue. I close my eyes, and am then suddenly drawn out of my mind into a vision.

Surrounded by a smokey landscape, I turn my head to see Morai standing before me in her true, human form, smiling softly down at me.

"It's good to be able to see you again Ahsoka," she says.

"Yeah... but if I recall we barely spoke to each other on Mortis," I point out before frowning. "Actually I don't think we spoke directly at all, just when you sensed me and Jarik talking to each other."

"I suppose," she replies, nodding her head.

"Speaking of which, how did you even hear us? We spoke over our Force bond," I said in confusion.

"I'm the personification of the Light Ahsoka, as well as a Force-Wielder. As such, I'm one of the most powerful beings in existence. Sensing and listening to a Force bond between two Jedi Padawan's is simple for someone of my stature," she tells me.

"Oh," I reply, grimacing slightly at that.

"I assure you that is not meant to be an insult, it is merely how things are," she reassures me.

"I get it," I reply understandingly. "But I'm lost right now; if you were killed by your brother, then how are you here now? How have you been watching me and Jarik all this time?" I ask her.

She nods, having expected the question. "That is what I will show you Ahsoka," she says, gesturing me forwards by her side, and once I step forwards we both look to the side, where a misty image of that night on Mortis shows up. The place where she died, and apparently I died as well. I see the Son press a finger to my head, and I collapse. Seeing how easily that happened to me in 3rd person, I shiver slightly at it. My heart breaks slightly when I see the reactions that Anakin and Jarik gave, as both charged straight at the Son with blinding rage and grief.

"That was horrible," I say quietly.

The image then changes to show me laying lifeless on the ground, Morai right beside me, with the Father, Jarik, Anakin and Obi-Wan crowded around us.

"As my life was slipping away, I gave all my remaining energy to ensure that you would live. One as young as you were should never have to die in such a way," Morai says, and we watch as Anakin kneels on the ground between us, the Father behind him.

"I gave up my life to save yours Ahsoka, yet that sparked something I did not foresee," she continues.

Anakin presses his fingers to both of our heads, and all three of us suddenly glow brightly, bathed in light. As my body glows brighter, Morai's grows darker and paler. Yet what I find most baffling is not the three of us glowing, but Jarik's eyes lit up in a white glow as well during the event, before going back to normal once the procedure is finished. I can see him in shock over what happened before everyone's attention is turned to me, and the vision fades.

"What... what happened to Jarik just there? With his eyes glowing?" I ask her, needing to know what it was I saw.

"When I transferred my light energy to save you, it also renewed the bond between you, as it had been shattered by your death. Incidentally, young Jarik shared in the transfer with it," she explains.

"So my revival made our bond stronger, and connected us through the pure Light Side of the Force right?" I confirm, and she nods her head. "That's crazy... but if that's true, that still doesn't account for how you're able to be here now, since you still died."

"When I saved you from the cold darkness of death in the dark side, I transferred my spiritual energy to revive you, as well as my own life force." Morai says, and I slowly widen my eyes as I come to the realization of what she means. "As a result, my spirit lives on through you Ahsoka, and while I am only with you, your connection to Jarik means he shares in the pure light that my soul offers as well."

I gape at her with my mouth open in shock, not able to believe it. This whole time... Morai's spirit has lived within me? I'm the reason she's alive?!

"What... what?!" I exclaim, stumbling backwards in shock. "You're saying that you're now part of me?!" I demand, and she nods her head, a little sadly.

"It was never my intention. I only wished to save you from a horrible fate. But the Force willed me to continue through you as a guide, while Jarik continues to be guided by his own family." Morai says, sounding genuinely concerned for our wellbeing, having never wanted to cause any possible harm to me in the first place.

"Force..." I whisper in shock, looking back up at Morai. "So that's why you've followed us around, and Jarik as well?"

She nods her head. "It is Ahsoka. I cannot appear to you in this form, not young Jarik, except in the most dire of circumstances, such as when he was blasted into space, but only if the Force wills it so." Morai informs me. "His purpose has not yet been fulfilled, so I helped keep him alive long enough to escape the vacuum of space."

"So you saved him as well..." I said, looking up at Morai with a small tear in my eye in gratitude. "Thank you."

"It was my pleasure Ahsoka," she says in reply before looking up around her with a thoughtful expression.

"What is Jarik's purpose then?" I ask her hopefully.

Unfortunately she shakes her head. "It is not my place to say I'm afraid," she says before looking up and around with a thoughtful expression. "Our time is nearly up. I cannot commune with you for much longer," she tells me, and the landscape begins to slowly disappear.

"When will I be able to talk to you again?!" I ask desperately.

"I cannot answer that Ahsoka, but know that I am always with you..." she says.

Then the Force landscape dissipates, and I open my eyes to the real world with a gasp, pulling my hand away from the statue of Morai. I glance around quickly, and notice that her convor manifestation is no longer anywhere in sight.


Jarik POV...

The lightsaber looks old, unused that's for certain. Dust covered it in droves, and I had to wonder just how long his thing has been sitting here on the island. Reaching my hand forwards, I slowly move to grasp the hilt, but when I make contact with it, an image of Satele flashed in my mind, and I blinked my eyes, holding the old lightsaber up to inspect it.

The hilt was a mostly silvery color with a brownish tinge to it, and was riddled with intricate designs for the handgrip. I pressed the activation button for one side, and as expected, it didn't turn on at first. I pressed it again a few more times, and the lightsaber finally responded, the blue blade extending forwards, although flickering on and off in protest from age. The blade didn't stay active for long though, and soon turned off again after a few seconds, despite it still switched in the on position.

"3000 year old lightsaber sitting in a stone temple, and it still works? Who knew," I remarked casually, tapping the lightsaber lightly.

"Who indeed?" Satele's voice asked.

I quickly turned around to see her spirit standing before me, appearing in a much older and wiser version of herself than how she usually seemed. Instead of two braids on either side of her face, her hair now had small braided ends all around her head, and she wore a cloak, covering up her usual Jedi battle gear.

"Satele," I said in surprise, not expecting this. "I have to admit I never would have thought you'd be here," I admitted.

"Yes, I can imagine why," she said dryly. "Nor would have I expected you to fly through space."

"Still have no idea how I did that," I said in exasperation. I didn't feel too surprised at seeing or communing with her spirit anymore since it's happened so much, although this is the first time since the Jedi Purge. Guess I'm more matured now or something.

"So... you found this planet too?" I ask, gesturing to her lightsaber in my hand.

"I did, in the final years of my life when I was no longer needed in the galaxy. This is where I spent the remainder of my days," she says.

"Yeah I can see that from your lightsaber. How did you find this place? On accident like we did?" I ask her.

"Not on accident. I sought it out in order to live the remainder of my days in peace with the Force," she revealed.

"Well aren't you a planet finder, you found Tython, which surprise surprise is lost again, and you found this planet?" I remark in bewilderment.

"Ahch-To," she says. "That is what the natives call their home, and what the first Jedi named the planet on their arrival, for its many archipelagos, and its indigenous species."

"Ahch-To..." I murmured. "To be honest, the people here think Ahsoka is a witch," I said bluntly. "Although some of them still have old folktales, which are true stories, about the Prime Jedi and his followers first coming here. Called them messengers."

"The people of this planet are very traditional, and have remained in their ways for a long time." Satele says, and then a small smile forms on her face, almost unnoticeable. "Although some are kindhearted without knowing it. What really drew my interest were the dragons that populate Ahch-To."

"From what I've seen there are plenty of different types around. I was chased by a dragon that shot boiling water on my way here," I added.

"And I'm sure there are many more species than they realize," she says. "Tython was always a good location for the Jedi Order. The Force ran strongly across the planet, and it had the peace that Coruscant could never have. Yet Ahch-To will always be more preferable to me. The Force is filled with serenity, peace, and is a very humble place, with no need for grand buildings."

I nod my head in agreement, thinking about my own comparisons of this place to Coruscant. "I can't argue with you there, not one bit," I say in agreement. "But this isn't just a 'good-to-see-you' visit isn't it? Usually there's a reason for any of you to visit me," I say knowingly.

She shakes her head. "There is. Over the course of your life you faced many trials, the most recent of which was the Trial of Spirit."

I nod my head slowly. "I suppose... so we're they all tests I had to complete for some future 'grand purpose?'"

Satele nods her head. "They are. And in our eyes, you have finally become a proper Jedi Knight, knowing right from wrong and understanding the many flaws the Code caused."

Whispey, smoky forms of Revan and Bastila slowly appear on either side of Satele, much to my surprise. They then step forwards, all of them activating a lightsaber. Despite the seriousness of the situation, I can't help but be amused at the sight. Ghosts activating lightsabers in the presence of a living person? Hah!

Revan and Bastila move on either side of me, smiles on their faces while Satele steps forwards. I take the hint, understanding what this truly is and sit on my knees before her, bowing my head.

Satele lifts her saber and lowers it, over my head, and on either of my shoulders as she speaks. "By the right of the Jedi Council I served, by the will of the Force, and by the grace of our family, Jarik Shan, rise as a Knight of the Force," she says.

I do so, standing back up as they deactivate heir lightsabers, smiling at me. "Thank you," I tell them all gratefully.

"Certainly outdid yourself," Revan commented with a grin before fading away. Bastila smiled as well, fading back into the Force just like Revan, leaving Satele standing in front of me again.

"So what happens now?" I ask her.

"Only you can choose your path in life. But in the darkest times, some choices will happens inevitably, and the decision you make will alter the course of many things as you know it," she warns me.

I grimaced. Not a very friendly or inviting message for me to hear. "So basically, no pressure," I remarked dryly. "Well, what else is new."

"Until next we meet Jarik," Satele says, disappearing into the Force with a soft smile.

I stare at the place where she was for a few more moments before looking at her lightsaber in my hand. Walking back to the wall, I return the saber to its original position, and then head towards the outside ledge of the temple. On a small incline is a large rock, perfectly sized for someone to sit on, or meditate on. I stand at the edge, looking out at the setting twin suns, thinking about this planet as a whole, and the situation the galaxy is in.

"I just got a great idea..." I suddenly said to myself with a small smile. Turning around, I rush through the Temple and exit the other side, traveling across the pathway back to my speeder to get back to the Viking village with Ahsoka and Mara.