My week people... my week... How some people live to simply make those around them miserable, and here on of all places... Tell me, is it considered a good review when you only tell an author why their story is flawed or wrong, and how your idea about it is clearly superior to theirs, that they are clearly undeserving on the entitlement of writing because their opinion of a fanfiction is different from yours?... And again, would one on the receiving end of such a tirade be unjustified in banning said "reviewer" from posting more of the same upon their content ever again, especially if it is abundantly clear that there is no amount of debate that would be good enough to settle the problem? Then why, oh why ,oh why, OH WHY is this the case of my week...

Tell you what I'm going to do... I have a compiled list of every slanderous and downright incorrect "review" that has ever been posted upon either PotDS or RoDV, I shall put it up to a vote on whether I should post these 'reviews', my counter arguments and, quite frankly, counter attacks, to their lack of reason, upon my profile page... a Wall of Shame, if you will, and let you all decide on whether I am justified in my reasoning over the pile of lambasted refuse that inevitable gets throw upon the work of authors by people who clearly lack understanding of what they are attempting to deride.

The Poll will be up for, maybe two weeks before I make my decision, so if you care at all, Vote yes or no. In the meantime, I owe you all a chapter...

Chapter Fifteen

Captives

Grandmaster Fae Coven hurried as quickly as her old body would allow as the six Jedi Masters rushed back to the Temple. Their meeting, and Fae's chance to see the Chancellor up close when they spoke of his home world, was broken up due to the disturbance at the Temple, which the Grandmaster knew could not have been worse timing for them, especially with the very vote they wished to halt taking place immediately after, but the security of the Temple was far more important, especially with a vast majority of the future members there.

Landing at the base of the Temple in speeders, Master Isshaartu offered her a furry arm, which Fae grabbed and swung up onto the Wookiee's shoulders for easier conveyance, and they raced with all due haste to the site of the disturbance, the Holocron Vault.

What they found along the way was a true disaster. Gaping holes had been blow in the walls and floors of several corridors, and eventually a window destroyed overlooking a steep plunge to the city far below. Over a dozen Jedi were unconscious, sporting various minor injuries such as cuts and burns, but thankfully no fatalities.

Whoever had done this had taken great care to not main or kill anyone, which was a small mercy amid the awful business.

Down in the Archive, they found Professor McGongall speaking hurriedly with Master Restelly Quist, the chief librarian of the Jedi, explaining what they had found.

"Professor," Fae said, climbing down from Master Isshaartu as she arrived, "What has happened?"

"An intruder got all the way into these vaults, and out again through the use of magic," the human replied, her mouth forming a terribly thin line.

"But who, and why?" Fae asked, more to herself than the others.

"We know who, the intruder's hood fell as he was battle Jedi in the upper levels, and it's another student that I taught. Colin Creevey, but it seems that the little boy has grown up embracing Dark Magic if his face was any indication."

"The more we learn of your people, the more mystery and intrigue we seem to find…" Fae commented, "Once Knight Luna and Yoda return, I believe we need to follow up on what we briefly discussed with the Chancellor, and send them to visit New Terra, to inspect the proposed shipyards, and meet with Grand Architect Granger…"

"Some of us would be most pleased to accompany this trip," McGonagall said, "especially Flitwick and myself. Miss Granger was always a favored pupil, and I would be most interested to see what she has been up to all these years. There is almost much we could learn if you had magic users on your side, able to see and handle things of more sensitive or secret nature, if such things are as you say."

"I agree, but I also urge you all to be careful," Fae cautioned, "if we are not safe from this Colin Creevey here in the Temple, I highly doubt you'll find much peace on New Terra, where any of them could use these similar abilities to try and harm you."

"We have ways to protect ourselves from that," McGonagall said with a wave of her hand," but, thank you for the concern, Grandmaster."

"Then let us hope that Knights Luna and Yoda return with all haste to us, and that the Force will be with them." Fae Coven said.

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Yoda dashed between a pair of Sith soldiers, batting energy bolts back toward those in the rear lines that fired them, while he led a battalion to push back the Sith Empire's forces. They had retaken the Agri Corps facilities with ease, rescuing over half of the Jedi younglings that had been sent there to grow food for the Republic, and Yoda's group was spearheading the attempt to drive the Sith back to their ships and possibly reclaim the rest of the children.

On another front, Jedi Master Rekara was viciously battling with her own forces, the Guardian Council Member flying directly into the fray with massive leaps aided by the Force, her blue blade moving in the simple, yet elegant forms of Shii-Cho as she carved a path through the enemy ranks.

Several other Jedi Knights had come to assist, and the Republic forces were high on moral with all the ground they were gaining, pressing the other warriors back inch by inch as they fought. Yoda had not as of yet encountered any Dark Side Adepts, so he knew what was yet to come before they could win, and he gripped his lightsaber all the tighter as he spun to deflect a hailstorm of blaster shots from the retreating soldiers.

It seemed that these troopers were far more concerned with the Jedi than the other soldiers, even seeming to shrug off the red and green bolts from the Republic weaponry more often than not. But once a Jedi closed ranks with them, it was as any other unarmored opponent, the material being carved into pieced by the plasma blades of the Jedi.

A small tremor resounded in the Force, and Yoda looked up to see a trio of black robed figure approaching at a run, crimson blades howling as they swung through the air at their sides.

The leaders of the Sith forces had come.

The largest figure skidded to a halt, duel blade blazing to life as he let his smaller companions converge on Yoda, a human and a Twi'lek with single blades, while the large Iridonian charged for Master Rekara, cutting huge swaths through the Republic lines to reach the Mon Calamari Jedi.

Flipping forward, Yoda deflected the blade of the human, before spinning as he landed to sidestep a swipe from the Twi'lek, clashing ferociously with the Dark Adept's blade as the Twi'lek throw up a hasty defense from the shorter and more easily manipulated blade. Throwing out his other hand, Yoda gathered the Force in a powerful wave, and threw the Human backward several yards, before launching into the spinning aerial acrobatics of Ataru, slashing and cutting relentlessly at the Twi'lek's poor defenses.

The being obviously had had little training against another saber wielder, as he was cut down rather quickly, before the human could even recover and rejoin the battle.

Meanwhile, the dual wielding Zabrak was having far more of an even matched duel with the Jedi Master, matching stroke for stroke from his clearly more advanced opponent, but the extra blade that he held opposed to the Mon Calamari gave an advantage in offensive power, which was quite an edge over the simplistic flurries of the first saber form.

Yoda flipped up, kicking the human in the face as he back flipped, spinning once the gain momentum as he threw his small saber at the Zabrak, forcing the giant being to block the spinning emerald weapon with his offhand, preventing him from overpowering the defenses of the Jedi Master's single blue saber for another moment.

Catching his returning blade as he landed, Yoda charged the human, slashed three times at his legs, before leaping over a low sweeping blow from the longer blade, and cutting the human from hip to shoulder across the chest.

With a cry, the human fell dead, and Yoda whirled to focus on their larger opponent. The Sith soldiers had halted, the blaster fire started to become thick around the three Lightsaber wielders, and Yoda knew that they wouldn't be able to remain in the no man's land for much long before either retreating behind the Republic lines or charging the Sith's.

Even as he arrived, the Darksider seemed to know he was outmatched, and with a powerful sweep that made Master Rekara leap back, he disengaged and leapt through the air back to the line of Sith troopers. "Fall back to the shuttles!" he cried, and the soldiers obeyed, laying suppressing fire as they ran.

Yoda ran with the other Jedi and their troopers, trying to eliminate as many of the enemy as possible before they escaped, but over the next rise Yoda spotted a trio of Sith fighters incoming, and they all had to dodge for cover as the star fighters blazed trails of powerful bolts on their lines.

By the time they could resume the pursuit, over half the Sith shuttles had lifted off, and the rest were prepping. Rockets were fired regardless, taking out at least three of the shuttles, none of which had any Force sensitives on board, so Yoda knew that the Argi Corps prisoners were long gone already.

Nevertheless they had won the day, and saved a good portion of those who had been sent here. Master Rekara and Yoda, along with the other Knights returned to the facility to contact the Jedi Temple and update them on their victory.

"Master Rekara, Knight Yoda, it is good to see you both. What news from Tanaab?" asked Master Antross, who was the only member of the council present to receive their call.

"We have driven the Empire's forces away, but they managed to kidnap roughly half of the members of the Agri Corps before we arrived, and have escaped back to their capital ships. We will be in pursuit of them shortly, but I do not think we'll stand much of a chance against their ships superior firepower."

"It is most unfortunate, then, that so many had been lost. I fear that the Empire wishes to take them, along with the many younglings they stole from other systems, and force them into becoming Dark Jedi for their own cause…" Master Antross said, "Knight Yoda is requested to return to the Temple, as there is an additional development that requires his and Knight Lovegood's presence."

"What help can I be?" Yoda asked, stepping forward slightly.

"A Holocron has been stolen out of the vaults of the Temple," the Jedi Master replied, "not one of any major consequence, but coinciding with all these attacks on the future of the Order, my guess is rather grim. We're sending you both, along with some of the wizards to New Terra, to try and discover more about the identity of the thief, who used their same magic to great effect in eluding us."

"Understand, I do. Returning to Coruscant with all haste, I will." Yoda said with a bow.

"We await your arrive. With hope we can find this person before they are able to inflict too much damage with the Holocron that they stole."

The communication shut down moments later, and Yoda bowed out of the presence of Master Rekara, who was now fully engrossed in moving her forces off world to pursue the cruisers that had stolen so many of the Jedi's laborers, and other force sensitives.

Walking quickly to his personal, miniaturized star fighter, Yoda smiled at the astromech droid that beeped and whistled a greeting, before lifting off to return to the Jedi Temple.

There seemed to be much more going on than any of them realized, Yoda mused as he entered Hyperspace. The goblin just hoped that they would quickly get a lead on these trails of deceit and manage to head off whatever darkness awaited them at the end.

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Diábolis was silent witness to all the great changes that occurred upon the world of his Master's birth. Several massive construction ships were called from various industrial worlds that the Dark Lord had pressed into his service, bringing fleets of worker droids and raw materials to begin the construction of towering cities over the ruins of those places that the Empire had crushed in the pacification of the planet. Meanwhile, and probably of greater concern to the Sith Master, the magical side of the world was systematically hunted down and either eliminated by his forces or coerced into submission. The place once known as Britain would become the planetary center, and seat of the Empire's power on the planet, with the Dark Side academy being its most prominent feature.

The school had been mostly left untouched, aside from many aesthetic changes, such as the removal of enchanted portraits and armor that served no true purpose but to entertain or amuse. Governor Umbridge took to her new position quite well in this endeavor, even if she remained the most oily and unpleasant person that Diábolis had ever encountered. The woman's own animosity for anything nonhuman was blatant, but one threat from the Sith apprentice was all that was needed to put her back in line regarding his authority over her.

Even as the world was shaped in Veneficus' own image, several hundreds of hunters and powerful Adepts were called to collect creatures from the world, massive and powerful beasts and monsters that would become the newest subjects of the Alchemists and their sorcery to create horrors for the Jedi to face.

In due time, Zhar Quelmok arrived with the first wave of prisoners and students for their school, and Veneficus himself oversaw the magical protection of the school that would prevent the students of leaving unless they were permitted it. A fierce combination of Sith Sorcery and earth-based wizardry was used; neither art that had ever been a forte of the Devaronian, but the power of it was nonetheless real.

With him came the school's new Headmaster, the Sith Pureblood Dziqis, and former apprentice to the Korriban High Prophet, who had been recommended for the post by Zhar himself. Lord Veneficus had taken several oaths from the Sorcerer Pureblood, and deemed him fit enough to run the school in the Emperor's name.

Zhar only retained one prisoner for himself, a young ex-Jedi Padawan that Zhar said he would most enjoy breaking and molding into a tool of the Dark Side. If Lord Fury was any example of what the man was capable of, then Diábolis was not surprised that the man was eager to begin again with a new pupil.

Although the new young apprentice seemed none too happy to be so chosen, and had to be kept in restraints on Zhar's ship while the High Prophet was away, but the Emperor was more than agreeable, given the large number of other students that he had brought.

"Soon we will have a Dark army greater than the Galaxy has ever seen," Veneficus said coolly to the pair of them, "and once the Jedi are removed from our path, they will become the enforcers of my will throughout the cosmos."

"You vision is indeed wise as ever, Lord Veneficus," Zhar commented, smirking familiarly with the Emperor.

"You have performed well, Zhar," Veneficus commented, even as they turned from the school back to the new landing pad in the grounds that currently held the shuttles that Zhar had arrived on with his prisoner, "I believe you have earned a nice stay back on the planet of your holdings, to train you newest apprentice. But don't become too comfortable. Useful tools have a habit of being reused often."

"I understand, thank you, my Lord." Zhar replied with a bow, signaling for the pilots of the various craft to begin returning to the capital ship in orbit.

As the ships disappeared into the upper atmosphere, the two Sith Lords returned their attention planetside, more especially to the new Headmaster of the school. "I presume that you are already at work forming curriculum for you new students," Veneficus said, and Diábolis watched as the red skinned being smirked, "Of course, my Lord. I have several ideas already laid out on how to effectively break their spirits…"

"Good…" the Emperor said, before dismissing the new Academy's head to go get settled in, and watching the skyline as hulking construction ships lumbered over the distant sky.

"Won't the Jedi follow where their younglings have seen stolen to, finding us here?" Diábolis asked, so which his Master merely smiled.

"I due time, apprentice, but by then this place will have become stronger than they could ever hope to break, and their precious younglings will be ours. I have foreseen it..." the Emperor replied, starting back to the castle "Now come, there is a few minor things left for us to do here, and then I shall depart. Soon there shall be many things needed to be directed for the next major targets of the war."

"Yes, Master," Diábolis replied, following the somewhat blighted ground that Veneficus had strode over toward the stone edifice.

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Colin was furious with himself at how sloppy his escape from the Jedi Temple turned out to be, but he could hardly be blamed for not anticipating an old Hogwart's Professor to be in the sacred Jedi place, able to reveal who he was and force him to retreat with all haste, even to the point of smashing out of a window and using a shrunken broom to fly away before apparated back to his speeder.

Nevertheless, he had gotten the Holocron, and was on his way back to the industrial area to hand it off to Lord Anguis, before he could proceed with the next stage of his operation.

As the speeder landed, he noticed that the Chancellor's droids had done quite a job cleaning and repairing his ship from the last time he had used it, but was distracted as the deathly silent Force user appeared. "I have the Holocron," he said, withdrawing the cube shaped device and placing it into Malfoy's hands.

"Good…" the man hissed, "this will be safely on its way to our Master via a route that the Jedi will least suspect. Meanwhile, you will need this to hunt down Jedi Master Vubun Egi," the man pulled out a jet black crystal on a string, which shimmered with a dull crimson light as it swayed. "Long ago the ancient Sith Sorcerers could scry the location of their prey, using dowsing crystals much like this one," the Dark Adept explained, "with it you can find which system, city and even house the Jedi Master is in, no matter where in the Galaxy he runs. Find him, kill him, and bring the Kyber Crystal he holds to the Master. Use any means necessary to get it."

"As the Emperor wishes," Colin said, taking the crystal and putting it around his neck for the time being, before boarding his ship and setting off for the outer orbit of Coruscant. Once outside of the capitol planet's gravity, he studied the little black crystal around his neck. "Now how do you work," Colin murmured as he sat behind the controls of his small customized passenger ship. It had be given quite the overhaul from New Terra before Colin had been gifted it by a long line of middlemen that were tied back to Veneficus, and Colin had done somewhat more to it himself, for personal aesthetics and usefulness in harsh space combat.

Pulling up a galactic map, Colin held the string and let the crystal hang free, watching it sway back and forth in front of the hologram. "Activate," he said dramatically, disappointed when the crystal did nothing, "Go, do something!" he said, growing slightly frustrated, sighing loudly, "Trust Malfoy to give me something that won't work. How the bloody hell am I suppose to find Vubun Egi with… this… thing…?"

As he said the name, the string suddenly went taught, the crystal spinning through the map, before suddenly pointing at a particular system. "Interesting… but he still could have bothered to mention that that's how it worked…" Colin said appreciatively, fingers flying over the controls and plotting a course. Trust an Ithorian to go to a grassland planet like Dantooine to hide, even if the place had no proper Jedi Enclave for over several hundred years now.

Ah well, he shrugged to himself, couldn't be helped, and at least that meant that he only had to fight and kill one to two Jedi at the most. The lightsabers were starting to become a real irritating sight to see, and the sooner he returned to normal work where he had the clear advantage with his magic, the better.

Not that he expected Lord Veneficus to allow him to do nothing but simple, boring work after he killed Jedi, but he could still dream for an easy life, couldn't he?

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Luna stepped out of the transport onto the stones of the Jedi Temple, worn and tired, but pleased to be back in one piece, despite the relative failure to prevent the destruction of Ossus and the archeological site that was there. At least they rescued some of the people, and Luna hoped that the other area of intense fighting had yielded better results than hers had.

But to be truthful she was far more keenly interested in the new development that had occurred, and the pending mission for herself, Yoda and the Professors in investigating the world of the wizard-born, or what she hoped were other refugees of Earth that had escaped the thrall of the Darkness, Harry Potter.

With only a few hours for her to relax in the Temple before they were set to leave on their new assignment, Luna planned to make every moment as worthwhile as possible. That was until she went into the corridor and found Master Coven there waiting for her. "Ah, Luna, so good to see you again." she said pleasantly, walking down the corridor and silently requesting her Padawan's time. Luna, naturally, could not object to her old Master's wishes, and followed.

"Tell me, how have you been?" the Grandmaster started, and Luna watched the Jenet curiously. While Fae had indeed been the mothering sort in private, this behavior was strange even for her. "I've been better I suppose Master," she replied honestly, "all this business with the war wears on me already, especially knowing the monster that the Sith's Emperor is first hand."

The Jenet Jedi nodded, "I know how you feel, having touched his darkness through the Force a time or two. The pain, the anger and hatred… it knows no end, no mercy, and no limit. We are in perilous times now, Luna, and we must take measures that may seem demanding if we as an Order are to survive."

She stopped, taking a turn of the corridor that Luna remembered led to the dormitories of the younglings of the Temple, their training facilities and other areas.

"Surely you know what the Sith were after when they attacked these last three worlds," Fae said, her whiskers drooping sadly as they passed a room where several children practiced levitating objects with the Force.

"Yes, they sought to steal our younglings, probably to smuggle them away to corrupt to the Dark Side…" Luna said, feeling the pungent sensation of sadness through her Master.

"Then you understand what I am about to ask of you, and Knight Yoda, next?" Fae said, stopping at the next room, the door of which was closed.

Luna sensed many inside, all anticipating the opening of the door, and what the future may bring. "A Padawan of my own?" she said uncertainly.

"In light of your newest assignment, as well as the Sith's new target of all younglings outside of the Temple, the council has mandated that every Knight and Masters of the order, who is willing, should take an apprentice, that way we may spread out and train those under our care," Fae explained, gesturing at the door, "beyond here are those we believe to be the most prepared to face what you and Knight Yoda will, the fullness of the Darkness, and resist it; the very best of the next generation of Jedi Knights. Will you choose one among them as your Padawan learner?"

Looking at the door with a small amount of apprehension, Luna recalled all the knowledge and training that the little rodent Jedi Master had ever given her. If she did nothing to pass it on to the future, was she being selfish with her Master's training?

She could think of no answer to that but yes. "I shall," she said, stepping forward as the door hissed open. The younglings within, all ranging from the ages of ten to nearly thirteen, the age when they'd normally be sent to the Agri-corps, held their collective breath, and a few even stood straighter at the sight of Luna, all understanding that they needed and wanted to impress her.

Walking among them silently, Luna stretched out with the Force, trying to find a kindred spirit among them, some young child or teen that would understand her and be compatible in learning the ways of the Force as she would teach it.

Reaching the end of the line of Younglings, Luna was about to turn back and inform Master Coven that she could not accept any of them, when the Force rang out with crystal clear focus. All the way in the back, there was one child not focused on her at all. Unlike all his peers, the human boy of about twelve or so was looking out the window of the room on the vastness of the capital world, seemingly lost in thought from the entire Galaxy.

Walking over silently, Luna took a seat next to the young man, watching the transports fly by in their streaking lines. "What do you see?" she asked gently, not wanting to surprise him.

"…" the boy did not reply at first, turning his eyes slowly to look at her, and Luna noticed that each were strikingly different hues, giving the boy a far more ethereal gaze than most. "I see the Force," he said slowly, his feature softening as he looked at Luna.

"Are you the one that will be my Master?" he asked, as though he already knew the answer.

"I believe that is to be so," Luna responded, placing a hand on the boy's shoulder. Upon contact, the Force rang out in supernal joy, sealing the beginnings of a Master-Padawan bond between the two of them.

The other Jedi Younglings, though marginally disappointed that they were not chosen, nevertheless seemed quite happy for their fellow, and dispersed with a few words of congratulations for the new Padawan.

"What is your name?" Luna asked.

"Leon, Leon Rousuff," the boy replied, smiling at the warmth of the new Force bond.

"Well, Leon, we're about to go on a very important mission, you're first since the trials of Ilum, if I am not mistaken. The boy merely nodded, his sandy hair bouncing slightly as he moved.

Luna smiled again as she stood, turning to face Master Coven, "The Force has led me, and we shall go and do what the Council requires."

"What the Force requires," the boy added sagely, and both Knight and Master looked at the precocious youth with small smiles.

"I do not think we could have found a better match if we searched all the academies and training grounds in the Galaxy, Luna. May the Force be with you both." Fae said, bowing her head slightly, and both Master and Padawan returned the gesture to the leader of the Order, before taking their leave of the chamber.

Quickly they traveled to the small communal dormitories of the Younglings and gathered all of Leon's worldly possessions, which was meager to say the least, compared to what Luna remembered having as a child, but even still there were some of the normal things that boys liked to collect, colored stones and shiny pieces of metal. She smiled as he dug under the sleeping pallet for a last few 'special' items, nothing that he would have been reprimanded for by the Jedi Minders, but possibly teased by the other younglings for possessing.

When he was ready, Luna nodded, and together they left, Luna sweeping the Temple with the Force to find her longtime friend, Yoda, as well as the Professors so that they might gather and plan what their objectives were when they reached New Terra.

She wasn't surprised to find that her goblin friend also had chosen an apprentice; standing tall next to her diminutive master was a Bothan youngling, easily around the same age as Leon. "Padawan Ist Nanraah, at your service," she said courteously, bowing slightly as Luna approached and greeted them.

Professors McGonagall, Flitwick and Trelawney approached as well, eyeing the two new Padawans curiously as introductions were made all around. "So you've taken on these children to further their education directly?" McGonagall asked, curious and pleased to know more of how the training of the Force was approached by the Jedi.

"Yes, Professor," Luna said, smiling, "it is the way of the Order, encouraging more open thinking for each and every Jedi to have learned from a different Master, rather than having every member be a derivative of only one's knowledge."

"Marvelous," Professor Trelawney said, leaning down to look at the two Padawans through her large glasses, "the Light that shines from these two is great. There is much potential between the pair of you. Pay careful observance to your masters and you will learn much."

"Thank you," Leon said, smiling slightly at the compliment and advice, but respectfully said no more.

"There isn't much known about New Terra in the Archives," Professor Flitwick said, "no more than we already know at any rate, it's too new of a planet, which from what the Librarian said, is in and of itself astounding that the Jedi have not heard of it before. That leads me to suspect that something may have happened to either hide this world, or bring it out of hiding."

"What should we do to go about getting the information we seek, both about the intruder here in the Temple and about the world in general?" Luna asked.

"The locals, we must see," Yoda said, smiling, "new, and usual we will be. Curious of us, as much as we them, they might be."

"There is that possibility," McGonagall said, "but I think our priority will be to find Miss Granger and question her, as she seems to be the leading authority on the world, even if she isn't of a political office or similar status."

"So I suggest we follow through on both these points," Luna said reasonably, "have those whom Hermione may be more familiar with speak with her, while the others mingle and try to learn something about the world."

"I agree," Professor Flitwick said, "more knowledge is always useful, especially if these troubling times are approaching as rapidly as the Republic is thinking."

"Then we should leave as soon as possible," Luna said, gesturing and leading the way to the Temple hangar, where a large shuttle was waiting for them to journey to the world of the wizard-born.

As they settled into the spacious hold and the ship took off into orbit, Luna and Yoda took the time to get to know their new Padawans more. Luna was almost giggling to learn that indeed, Leon was very much like she had been when she was a girl, full of imagination and seeing things that others could scarcely comprehend. The difference was that the boy knew what he was seeing were visions granted to him from the Force, showing him scenes from the future and past, old creatures that were long extinct and a multitude of other things, whereas Luna had tried to make up what she had seen to try and make sense out of it.

The boy was also learning the third form of lightsaber combat, Soresu, which was Luna's favored style, so she knew they would mesh well in a fight if needed, but she would want to quickly have the boy learn some of the more aggressive styles, for his own protection.

In return, she told him as few select stories from her home world, explaining the world they were about to visit by describing wizards and what they could do, and how it was far different from the conventional Force that they had studied in the Temple. To prove, she showed her Padawan her wand, and cast a few simple spells to solidify the truth of her words, to which Leon was left amazed and rather happy to have Luna as his Master.

"So, those others that you call Professors, they were some of your teachers when you went to this school, Hogwarts…" he asked for clarification.

"Yes, they were some of my most favorite teachers from those times." Luna affirmed.

"Could they teach me?" Leon asked, wide eyed and hopeful.

"Well… I don't know, there's no harm in asking, but I'm starting to think that there are differences between the Jedi and wizards, something that gives the Force and its powers to one and magic to the other. Although I had encountered a few others like myself that were both wizard and Force user…" she responded her mood growing cold as she remembered Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy.

"Tell me about them," Leon asked, growing excited, "I want to know as much as I can on what to expect."

"Well…" she said, hesitating. "It's hard to adequately describe them, as you have to understand our world was not connected to the Republic or the Jedi, so there was no telling the good from the evil. And, looking back, I can strongly believe that a Sith Lord had come to our world, and turned the two others like myself to darkness. I witnessed terrible things, atrocities like that of which you have never experienced…"

"It's him, then…" Leon said, his eyes drifting to stare through a bulkhead, "The one that haunts my dreams sometimes, the Sith Lords… they're them. A human with powerful green eyes that turn red, and a scar, like a bolt of lightning on his head…"

"Yes," Luna confirmed, "that is the one that is causing all this destruction, this war…"

Small hands took hers, and Luna was mildly surprised to see the intensity in her Padawan's dissimilarly colored eyes, "We will defeat him; the Jedi will defeat him, and the Light will conquer this darkness, as it always must."

Luna smiled at his innocent determination. If only things were always that simple. "I can trust in the Force for that," she said, "but for now, we ought to get you started on some training. Tell me what you feel your strengths are?"

"I can see the Force in others, when it swells for an attack, or rushed around them in active use," Leon replied quickly.

"Good, what else?" Luna pressed, wanting to know where to capitalize on her student's talent. Granted, his rare ability alone already made a strong pathway clear of a Watchman or Shadow.

"I was first in my classes whenever we practiced manipulating the Force, the instructors were certain that I have a natural affinity for it." Leon added, blushing slightly at the memory of the praise.

"Excellent," Luna said, "now what would you say are you weaknesses, the places that you wish you were better in."

"I'm…" the boy looked down, slightly ashamed, "I'm not very good with the Lightsaber, or with talking to others. People find me strange because I make comments that upset them sometimes, but I can't help it. The Force shows me things about people…"

Luna couldn't help but smile, catching the boy off guard, "You remind me so much of myself when I was young…" she said, patting him of the head. "You will learn when to share your insights, in time, and with training. I believe Professor Trelawney was most correct to say that you have much potential ahead of you, Padawan Rousuff."

Patting the ground next to her as she sat, Luna waited for her student to sit, "We shall begin with some meditation exercises, allowing the Force to move in and around us unhindered." She explained, remembering her earliest lessons, some time before even coming to the Jedi Temple.

They kept at it for several hours, switching tasks from sparring, to discussing the people of the Galaxy, and how they thought and acted, to Force training with various loose objects around the room.

Soon enough, the communications system pinged that they were entering the orbit of New Terra, and they called an end to their training. Leon had kept up well, only slightly winded from all the work, but eager for more in the future.

Luna told him to go get cleaned up in the refresher and rejoin them near the ramp for when they touched down, and exited to meet with Yoda and the Professors. Clearly her fellow Jedi had the same idea, as the small goblin's Padawan was also absent for the moment.

"I sense it as well," Luna said as she entered.

"Unnatural, this world is, but not dark…"Yoda commented, looking at the swirling clouds below them as the ship flew through the atmosphere.

"It's almost as thought it was created…" Luna said, "Professor, can magic do something like this, on the highest end of the scale?"

McGonagall, Flitwick and Trelawney all looked at each other, "hypothetically," Flitwick responded, "there are charms and spells that make and hold oxygen, give life to plants and other things, but on this scale it would take hundreds, if not thousands of wizards all working together to create."

"…And the scans report less than four and a half thousand life forms, but that can't be only witches and wizards, it's not possible for there to be that many." Professor Trelawney commented.

"How many did you say went missing years ago, before we came back to Earth…" Luna asked, wondering…

"Only about several dozen at the most, it was almost not even known unless you knew a member of the group that vanished. Granted, as they were our students we knew, even if they had already graduated, but still."

"Well," Yoda said, as the Padawans returned and the ship came in for a final landing, "our answers we shall have soon, yes?"