Havolian

The initiates training continued as usual. They were paired up in sparring matches to practice and improve their combat skill. On this particular day Emma was sparring with Havolian. The Burgessian girl swung and lashed out at the Sephie teen with a flurry of strikes as she attempted to get in a hit. But Havo only smirked, backing away as he parried and blocked her attacks. Emma raised her wooden sword up and brought it down in a heavy overhand swing. Havolian blocked, keeping her sword back as he pressed forward. With his superior strength he forced Emma back.

Emma growled, pushing him back with a shove before spinning on her heel to deliver a high kick to his head. Havolian ducked before sweeping her legs out from under her. Emma yelped as she fell but righted herself and sprung back to her feet. She swung at his right, but to her frustration Havolian parried . She swung left, Havolian sidestepped her attack and caught her wrist as she tried for a side swing.

She tried to punch him in the face but he caught her fist. Her jerked her hand backwards while tripping her up. Emma let out a startled shout as he flipped her over to have her slam into the ground on her front.

"Enough!" Thrush called out from the sidelines. Havo released his hold on Emma and stood up to back away from her. the Burgessian girl scowled at him as she stood up. Havolian just held his cocky signature smirk.

"That wasn't fair. We never learned that!" Emma cried indignantly. Havolian only shrugged. Emma's scowled deepened as Thrush stepped forward to stop an impending argument.

"There's no 'fair' in a fight Emma," Thrush pointed out. The Burgessian girl looked at her in shock and indignation for taking Havolian's side. "In a battle for your life 'we were never taught that' ain't going to matter. You win by any means necessary," Thrush said with serious eyes. With that she turned to look at Havo with a smile. "Excellent work Havolian," she said in approval.

Havolian smiled proudly.

"Havolian!" Havolian and the other women turned to see Elsa approaching, and at her side was a clone that was all to familiar to Havo. Havo smiled as he walked over to them.

"You have a visitor Havolian," Elsa said as she gestured to the clone at her side.

"Hey elf ears," the clone said with a teasing smile.

"Hey Ash," Havo said back with a smile of his own.

"You can have the rest of the day off Havolian," Elsa said. He looked to her to make sure she was serious, she nodded and motioned with her head toward the clone. He smiled in thanks as he stepped forward to join the clone, the clone gave Havo a clap on the back before placing a hand on his shoulder as they walked off together.

The other initiates couldn't help but watch curiously as Havolian walked away with the clone.

"Who was that Elsa?" Emma asked inquisitively.

Elsa smiled. "Well...you could say that was Havolian's father."


Havolian followed the clone back to the floating city, only to eventually end up in the home of a Kinnaran woman. He was introduced to her, Ash's new wife apparently. She was a Kinnaran with orange and blue feathers and spiky head feathers. She smiled as she greeted Havolian before introducing Havolian to their eggs.

Then Ash and Havo sat at a table as the Kinnaran, Oriole, prepared them some food.

"So Havo, how's the Jedi training?" Ash asked.

Havo nodded. "It's going ok I guess. Learning more and more about the Force."

"Make any friends?"

"I guess," Havo said with a shrug. "They're all decent guys my classmates. Met this decent guy. A Zabrak named Wrath. He's a lousy fighter," Havo said with a chuckle. Ash gave a laugh alongside him. "I decided to give him a hand and teach him how to fight."

"Good man. Never leave a comrade behind," Ash said in approval.

They made small talk as Oriole served them their meal.


Back at the temple the initiates were still curious about Havolian and the clone. So they decided to ask the person among them that new the most about Havo.

Out of all of them Wrath was the person the Sephi was closest to. The Zabrak teen blanched in surprise as they asked more about their comrade.

"Well, Havolian is from Naboo," he began. All eyes couldn't help but turn to Lan Wu, the Gungan teen who also happened to be from Naboo.

"His dad was a pilot or something and his mom was...an archivist I think," he continued. The others continued to listen, wanting to learn more about their comrade.

"Also, he had a twin brother."


Two Sephi boys ran through the forests of Naboo, looking back they could see smoke rising from the direction of what was their home. Stormtroopers had come, looking for any Jedi along with any young Force sensitives. And the only one in their village that was a Force sensitive was Havolian himself.

The brother had remained frozen in horror as their people ran in panic and their home was burned to the ground. Luckily a village elder had grabbed them and led them to the edge of the village. The brothers were ordered to run, and after a bit of hesitation they did. They just ran, there wasn't even time to check on their mother.

They kept going, branches whipping and scratching them as they went. They ran for what felt like, and may have been, hours before they collapsed. Havolian collapsed on the ground, panting and sweating while his brother Mavelian leaned against a tree to catch his breath.

"Think...we...lost...them," Mavelian breathed out raggedly.

Havolian looked up, wiping his brow as he did a quick scan of the area. "Think you're right," he said with a deep breath. The boys exchanged a glance, and then they started to laugh. Why? They couldn't say, it just felt good to be alive. Mavelian stood up, only to have a blaster bolt fly right by his head.

Havolian leapt to his feet and looked into the trees to see the stormtroopers approaching. They'd been tracked, the boys were immediately on the move again, running as fast as they could as blaster bolts sailed by their heads. They kept going, running side by side until they burst from the trees only to skid to a stop as they came to a ravine.

They exchanged a glance, not knowing what their next move was to be as the stormtrooper emerged from the tree line, armed as they had them cornered. Their backs to the ravine and stormtroopers in front of them they were helpless. With no other option Mavelian did the only thing he thought they could do.

With a shout he charged one of them, he cocked back his fist, only to have the trooper slam his blaster down on the back of his head, effectively knocking him to the ground. The trooper kneeled down and placed a knee on the boy's back to keep him pinned as the others moved into surround Havolian.

Havolian kept his hands up, as they surrounded him on all side, boxing him in as they kept him at blaster point.

"Alright you got us, just don't hurt my brother," Havolian pleaded.

"Why exactly were you running?" one of them asked suspiciously. Havolian and Mavelian flinched, if they found out Havo was Force sensitive...

To distract the troopers from his brother Mavelian squirmed out from under the trooper and kicked him in the face. The trooper cursed in anger as Mavelian leapt up, his eyes landed on a branch, he scooped it up before taking a swing at the trooper with all his strength. The trooper's visor cracked as he staggered to the side. He tore off his helmet to glare at the young Sephi.

Mavelian took another swing. But the trooper caught the branch in his hand before ripping it from his grip. Then he slammed the but of his blaster between the boys, making him stagger back before finally hitting him right in the chest. The Sephi boy gasped, air knocked out of him as he staggered back.

Havolian's eyes widened in horror as he called out to his brother in warning. He tried to rush to him, but the troopers blocked him. He could only watched in horror as his brother fell over the ravine, eyes widening and meeting his brother's for the final time.

And then he was gone.

Havolian stared. Body beginning to go numb as he stared at the spot where his brother had just fallen into the ravine. He was gone. The ravine too deep for anyone to survive. He slumped down to his knees as the troopers began to murmur to themselves. The discussed Mavelian's death, and in the end they deemed it unimportant.

Something boiled up within Havolian. He saw only red as he gazed up at the troopers who had so mercilessly killed his brother. He grit his teeth together in anger and rage. They'd taken everything for him in one day, in the span of a few hours. His home, his village, his friends, and finally his brother. Gone!

"Get up kid!" one of the troopers commanded. Havolian looked up at him with a glare, and a strange shiver ran through the trooper. He took a wary step back, though wasn't sure why.

"Hey, he said get up-"

On instinct Havolian raised his arm up and threw them outward with a shout. The troopers screamed in surprise as all save one were thrown over the ravine by an invisible force. The only remaining clone had been sent flying back and into a tree, barely avoiding blacking out from the impact.

Havolian let out ragged breaths as his anger and energy began to fade. He dropped back onto his knees, his lids drooping and fluttering as the trooper began to pick himself up. He stared, astounded at the boy. He concluded he must be a Jedi youngling. With the death of his comrades he was determined to take him out. He stood up with a snarl and raised his blaster to take aim when a bolt flew right through his chest from behind.

He gasped, eyes going wide as he looked down to see the burning hole in his chest. Then with a final breath he fell forward and hit the ground.

The last thing Havolian saw before he blacked out was another man stepping out from the trees. He was dressed in armor similar to the troopers and had a face almost exactly like the other trooper.

A clone!


"And that's when Havo met Ash, the clone who saved him," Wrath said. The others stared, silent and mouths slightly agape. "It took a while, but Ash got Havo to trust him. He raised him and taught him how to fight. That's why he's so good," Wrath explained with a shrug.

"Wow. Havo seems so..." Emma trailed off as she looked for the right word.

"Adjusted?" Wrath supplied. She nodded.

"Ash told him that he shouldn't dwell on the loss of loved ones. He should rejoice the time he got to know them. Kind of like the Jedi do," he said with a shrug.

Everyone just exchanged a silent glance. Not knowing what they could say. Havolian always seemed to cocky and confident about...everything. Was all of it just an act? A mask perhaps?

As the initiates continued their meal Elsa stood just outside the room, having heard the entire story. She silently walked away, intent on relaying her finding to the other Jedi. She couldn't help but admire the boy. He showed absolutely no pain or indication that he'd gone through such an ordeal.

There was no doubt in her mind. He'd overcome his loss and pain, something that even Hiccup, Rapunzel, and herself still sometimes struggled with.

The boy would make a splendid Jedi some day.


new chap. the story of Havolian