Jarik POV...

"AHH! You still have this lousy astromech?!"

The sounds of electric bursts from a shocker, and Boil's pained and irritated yelps streamed down the ship, and I sighed to myself, putting down the holocron and getting up from the bed.

"Stupid droid... whiny clones... utter morons," I grumbled to myself, headed for the door. I opened it and stepped out into the hallway, headed for where the commotion was taking place. Once I reached the main room, I found R5 with his electric prod out, beeping angrily at Boil, who was standing a few feet aware with a glare on his face, body tensed up for a fight.

"You want a piece of old Boil?!" he challenged, and R5 moved forwards eagerly, electric prod sparking.

I rolled my eyes, and with a wave of my hand sent R5 skidding backwards, slamming into the wall. He beeped in alarm and protest while Boil grinned. "Ha!"

"Can you two please shut up?!" I exclaimed. "I swear, sometimes I feel like you're worse than Kanan and Rex!"

Boil at least had the decency to look sheepish. "Sorry commander, won't happen again."

"I'm not a commander anymore Boil," I reminded him with a sigh, turning to R5. "Look, why don't you stop antagonizing Boil and try not to be offended whenever he does something!" I tell him irritably.

R5 beeps lowly in annoyance, grumbling to himself while Boil grins with a small laugh, before I turn to him. "And Boil, how about you stop whining about the droid and just try to ignore him whenever he irritates you for once?" I tell him with a raised eyebrow.

Now Boil was the one grumbling while R5 gave off quiet, amused beeps, rumbling in laughter. "I swear, it's like trying to break up a fight between children in ancient bodies.

"Hey!" Boil and R5 both exclaimed at the same time.

"Now if you'll excuse me, I have some things to do," I told them, heading back to my room. Boil then moved up to my side, probably as an excuse to get away from R5. "So, what've you been up too these last few years?" he asks me.

I shrugged. "Mostly working for the Rebel Intelligence alongside Ahsoka, with the occasional mission." I told him, entering my room and sitting down on the bed. "You?"

"Same old," he remarks dismissively before frowning. "Although we did find Kix not too long ago."

"Kix?" I ask him, frowning before remembering who he was talking about. "What happened to him? He disappeared towards the end of the war," I recalled.

"Wasn't a happy story," Boil said with a sigh. "He had uncovered evidence related to the chips in our heads," he says, tapping his skull. "Before he could warn anyone though, the Separatists captured him and sent him into stasis. We only just found him recently."

I widened my eyes in surprise. "Wow. That's gotta be tough," I said. "He doing alright now?"

Boil shrugged. "He'll get through it, he's a tough guy."

I nodded my head, and Boil then looked at me. "Does Ahsoka know... about General Skywalker, sir?" he asks quietly.

I sighed, but nodded my head. "Yes. She found out recently, but we managed to make it up to each other again. It was actually while the others were getting you guys from Seelos."

"How'd she find out?" he asked.

"We recently fought him, although through a space battle. She sensed his presence, and he sensed her," I told him.

"Wait, he's still alive?" Boil exclaimed in disbelief. "I thought General Kenobi told us that he killed him on Mustafar!"

"Yeah... that's what he said..." I trailed off with a frown. "Anyways, I've got some things to do at the moment. What are you and Rex planning on doing?" I asked

"We'll offer the Spectres and the rebel fleet assistance in missions or intel. We've still got some fight in us," he told me.

"That's great," I told him with a smile. "It's good to have you back Boil."

"Good to be back sir," he told me, and then left the room, headed for the rebel cruiser which we and the Ghost were currently docked with. I watched him go and then closed the door, picking up the holocron again. I held it in my hands, contemplating what to look through this time.

Closing my eyes, I started to focus on the Force and opened it, looking for information. To my surprise, this holocron was... full of information. Centuries of data and that was just what I could feel at first, it was overwhelming! How did I not notice this before... I've kept it for the last fifteen years, yet I've never come across this stuff before. Why now?

Concentrating, I narrowed my search and began to look for anything that could relate to beings outside the known galaxy. These visions I keep having, of the purple stone and three eyed entity can't possibly be from the known galaxy, because there isn't any mention of those things anywhere. Not even in the original Jedi texts back on Ahch-To. And certainly nothing relating to Snoke either, because there is nothing on him anywhere in the galaxy, even in old records that were stored in the Jedi Temple.

However considering the Jedi's track record of sensing ancient threats rising in the dark side, I can't be too surprised.

Minutes continued to pass as I searched for something that might relate to life outside of the galaxy, when the Force shifted me in a certain direction. I came across an old entry, over three thousand years old if what I was sensing was right. The Force showed me giant metal beings... just like what Satele wrote in her journal.

"Something about this pod feels... alive." I could hear her voice echo.

As interesting as this was, I still couldn't find anything relating to that purple stone, Snoke, or that three eyed monster.

I was preparing to close out of this, when I felt the Force give me a gentle nudge in a certain direction. Confused, I followed it nonetheless, curious about what I was feeling. The plane of existence around me seemed to shift as I traveled through the holocron's well of knowledge, and then reform to a dark world.

Malachor.

Beneath the surface of the planet was a large temple... a Sith Temple.

All Jedi knew the story. thousands of years ago, armies of Jedi and Sith clashed on the planet, but as the Temple activated, all of them were wiped out from its energy. It's been off limits ever since.

My gaze was then directed to underneath the Temple, where in a dark cavern, probably untouched for millennia. The stalagmites and rock formations were huge, leaving a massive, empty space that echoes. There stood a pillar inside, and within that pillar towards the base was a red, glowing light. Whispers and low, quiet shrieks seemed to come from the red light, as it almost swirled with evil.

Then the image changed to showed a blue planet speckled with green, and it zoomed in on the planet to reveal a familiar sight:

The Jedi Temple on Ahch-To.

I pulled out of the holocron and reopened my eyes, watching as it gently floated back to rest in my palm, the blue glow fading away as it closed back up. The door to the room then opened, and Ahsoka stepped through.

"Everything doing alright?" she asked.

"Yeah, I replied, standing up. "Anything big possibly happening soon?"

She shook her head. "Not particularly, but Mara does want to return back to Ahch-To."

I raised an eyebrow. "How come?"

She shrugged. "Beat me, although I can sense it's probably because of Zenna."

"They haven't known each other for that long," I pointed out.

"You have to admit though that a strong bond formed between them in the brief time they knew each other, so it's not like you can blame her for this," she reasoned.

I thought about it before shrugging in agreement. "Yeah, I can agree with that. And I suppose if there's nothing serious happening at the moment we could spare some time to head to Ahch-To. There's some I'll admit I need to do there as well," I told her.

She narrowed her eyes. "Something you have to do on Ahch-To..."

"Uh huh," I told her.

"Even though we've lived there long enough for you to know practically everything about that place?"

"Yup. Key word is, 'practically.'" I told her cheekily.

She sighed in exasperation. "Alright, what did you see this time?" she asked knowingly.

"I keep getting these visions, but nothing really ever makes sense. This weird, three eyed dark creature, and also the stone underneath Vader's castle, it's getting more intense," I told her.

"Jarik, you can't keep letting yourself obsess over these things because of the fear of what it might be," Ahsoka says with a frown.

"I'm not doing it out of fear, Ahsoka, I promise," I told her sincerely. "I was looking through the holocron, and it showed me the Temple on Ahch-To. The Force is trying to tell me something," I told her.

She looked at me with narrowed eyes, trying to determine if I was leaving anything else out before sighing. "Alright. If you say so," she says.

"Thanks Ahsoka," I told her gratefully.


Dragon Island; Ahch-To

3rd person POV...

Hookfang roared at Barf and Belch, the Zippleback getting on his nerves and lit himself on fire. Both dragons were snarling and spitting at each other, both being irritated by the recent events. Toothless stormed up to them, and eyed both dragons with a glare, also getting irritated. Before they could lunge at each other, Toothless let out a roar, a purple glow coming from his mouth. Hookfang, Barf and Belch glanced at him, and then slinked away from each other as their minds were calmed down.

Toothless watched in satisfaction, although he couldn't deny the loneliness and irritation he also felt. Not to mention being unable to fly now with Hiccup gone. He was essentially grounded for the rest of his life. Nearby, Meatlug was whining towards the sky, perched on a rock as she also missed having her rider Fishlegs around. He watched with sympathy before slinking towards the rocks, where underneath a boulder lay his saddle. He nudged it mournfully, and then rushed off towards an overlook.

Toothless gazed out towards the sea with a saddened expression, missing the companion of his friend.

Elsewhere on the island, Zenna scurried around the rocks and dead tree branches, feeling depressed. She was still very young, but she had grown quite quickly, now at around waist height for the average person. She sniffed at the ground, but otherwise didn't do much, feeling a sense of loneliness. She missed Mara, and wanted to be by her side, even if she barely knew her. Something about Mara from the start just felt immensely comforting, and delightful, and she hated not being able to be with her.

Deep in her gut Zenna knew that whatever Mara was doing was important, but she didn't understand why or what it was that could possibly keep her away for so long. She subconsciously tried feeling for the girl, but she could find anything, being too far away to know.

Behind her, Stormfly approached with a squawk, rumbling softly in her throat. Zenna turned to her mother with a sad chirp, seeking comfort from her as they nuzzled each other. The young Nadder then perked up with a growl, narrowing her eyes at a nearby patch of rocks. Stormfly took notice of her alarm and glanced over, tensing up and smelling the air. her pupils narrowed to slits at the smell of something dangerous approaching.

From behind the rocks, out slinked a black and dark red shape, snarling at the two Nadders. From what Zenna could feel from the creature, darkness and violence seemed to just ooze off of it, and she squawked fearfully, the presence overwhelming for her. Stormfly recognized the dragon as the Hssiss pack leader and roared threateningly in warning, raising her tail spikes.

The Hssiss leader narrowed its gaze on Zenna, sensing the living Force of light emanating from her, and growled. It stalked forwards with a roar, preparing to attack.

Toothless then leaped out of nowhere and stood in front of Stormfly and Zenna, roaring at the Hssiss dragon warningly. He snapped his jaw at him, pouncing forwards before backing up protectively. The Hssiss dragon shrieked back at him, unleashing a violent screech that sent the two Nadders squawking in pain, feeling their minds being invaded by the Hssiss dragon.

However Toothless roared back, his mouth glowing purple as he stopped the invasive presence of the Hssiss dragon through the Force. He then fired a plasma blast, striking the dragon full in the face and knocking him backwards. The Hssiss leader scrambled to his feet with a snarl, glaring at Toothless with pure hate, but knowing he was outmatched, he retreated, turning and running away once he was far enough.

With the threat gone, Toothless turned to face the two Nadders with a concerned warble, walking forwards and nudging them. stormfly nuzzled him back, and then Zenna chirped quietly, receiving a gentle nudge from both Stormfly and Toothless in return.


Isle of Berk; Ahch-To

Hiccup POV...

"Arrrrrrgggh! We've been here for hours and we haven't found anything!" Snotlout complained loudly.

"We've been here for ten minutes! And you've done nothing than build, that!" I exclaimed irritably in bewilderment. Behind Snotlout was a ridiculous play structure made of rocks and sticks, resembling some sort of building. The twins stood behind it with mischievous grins on their faces, as usual.

"That is Snotlout Manor!" he says proudly. "And all I need now is a queen," he says, holding his arms out to Astrid and wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

Astrid just groaned in disgust, her hands on her hips. Tuffnut then began to stomp and crush Snotlout's... Manor... screaming and yelling like a crazy person. I sighed in exasperation. Snotlout rushed over, a horrified look on his face,

"What-What are you doing?!" Snotlout exclaimed in a panic.

"Storming the castle!" Tuffnut replied happily, and Ruffnut snickered.

"Come on, guys!" I exclaimed in exasperation. "I'm telling you, Mildew framed our dragons! I saw dragon feet in Mildew's house and I watched him throw them into the ocean!" I told them.

"I don't mean to be Norbert the Negative, but the ocean is really, really vast," Fishlegs says, and Astrid nods her head. "And our chances at finding those dragon feet are as good as Snotlout and Astrid-" he starts to say, and Astrid glares at him.

"Don't go there," she warns him.

"Going nowhere!" he squeaked nervously.

Astrid walked forwards with an uncertain look on her face. "Look, Fishlegs is right. Even if Mildew did throw them in the ocean, they're not just gonna wash up on shore here," she said doubtfully.

"I found it!" Snotlout suddenly yelled excitedly.

I grinned happily at this and rushed towards him. "GREAT! Ehm... You were saying?" I told Astrid smugly.

I ran up to him, but then stopped in disbelief as he turned around with a small bludgeon. "I haven't seen this since I was a baby," he says, bashing his head twice with it. "You never forget your first bludgeon," he says fondly.

We all stare at him incredulously, and I sigh in exasperation, my mood even lower now.

"Just keep looking," I told them sadly.


3rd person POV...

The sound of banging on an anvil, and Gobber's grunts could be heard from the forge. He then lifted up a newly finished axe with a triumphant grin.

"One down, 345 to go!" he exclaimed cheerfully.

Behind him, Stoick sighed. "Can't you do that any faster? Until you restock our weapons, we're completely defenseless," he told him urgently.

"Maybe you should have thought about that before sending the dragons away." Gobber replied with a dull look, taking the axe to the spinning wheel.

"You know I had no choice. They destroyed the armory!" he argued.

"Or how about calling up Jarik and Ahsoka? I'm sure they'd be of some good defense with that flying boat of theirs," Gobber suggested, sharpening the axe.

"And how do you suggest we do that Gobber?" Stoick asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Use one of their magic talking things!" he said with a grin.

"We don't have one of those!" Stoick sighed in exasperation. "Besides, they're off busy fighting their own war against an Empire. They can't afford to be distracted by our own problems!"

"This would be a bad time to get attacked." Gobber pointed out.

"I know, Gobber," he said.

"Not that there's ever a good time, but this would be particularly bad!" Gobber remarked again.

"I know, Gobber." Stoick replied in irritation.

"Especially by Alvin," he added, and Stoick stopped walking in frustration. "The Treacherous. Our oldest and most-feared enemy. Who'd kill us all to take Berk for his own!"

"I got it, Gobber!" Stoick exclaimed in annoyance before looking out at the ocean with narrowed eyes. "Alvin the Treacherous..." he muttered, remembering him all too well.