Haven't posted anything for any of my stories on this site in while, and this one is kind of short, but I'm trying to get back in the swing of things. Anyway, here's the next chapter!

As the latest vision faded the mood of the people watching could not be more sober. While the scene hadn't been sad in any particular way, it had been very serious.

"Organa." Anakin caught the attention of the senator.

"Yes Skywalker?"

"If, and this is a big if, you ever end up raising one of my kids, tell them who their parents are. Leia was right there, if it was ever dangerous information it would always be dangerous. Might as well give them some closer." He told the older man.

The Alderinian sighed, "As you wish Master Jedi."

"I'm not a Master." Anakin muttered.

Luckily for everyone the next vision started before that can of worms could be opened.

The image revealed a man of average height dressed in a black cloak walking down a softly lit metal corridor that was easily identifiable as belonging to a starship. With the hood of the cloak up it was impossible to see the man's face from the angle given.

"Hmm. Clearly this must either be Luke or a third child of yours senator." Obi-Wan observed.

"My money is on Luke. All the people that could have taken in our children have already been shown or named taking care of either him or Leia or completely oblivious to any existence of our having children." Anakin cut in.

"Agreed." Padme nodded.

The black clad man stopped in what looked to be a large meeting place of several corridors, creating a sort of courtyard inside the ship he was on. "Come out." Luke ordered. "You can not hide your presence from me. Surender no and no harm will come to you." He assured the seemingly empty room.

From the raptors and from behind walls several figures revealed themselves, all dressed in black as Luke was but with helmets rather than hoods covering their faces. All of them armed with a lightsaber. "The only harm done will be to you Jedi." One snarled igniting their crimson blade, an action quickly copied by the other five darksiders.

Padme's eyes widened in alarm. She knew from her talks with Anakin and from her own experiences how dangerous beings who used the darkside could be. Sure her husband was a good deal superior to all but the two Sith- Dooku and his mysterious master- but she knew he got the scar near his eye from Ventress and had heard about the many Jedi killed by the likes of Aurra Sing and the Dark Jedi that had joined the Separatist alliance. So seeing her son being faced with six of the violent Force users certainly did nothing good for her nerves.

Luke made no move to arm himself instead he spoke calmly once more, not even bothering to turn to face the assassin that had threatened him. "Your hate has clouded your senses and judgement." He told them. "You can not defeat me."

"Is that confidence or arrogance I hear in your son's tone Skywalker." Windu asked the Knight.

"Well he's my kid so…" Anakin trailed off.

"If he wins, confidence. If he loses, arrogance." Ahsoka cut in, "After all it's not being arrogant if you can back it up. Right Master?"

"Right Snips."

Not liking the Jedi's words one of the other assassins snarled in furry and leapt at the shorter lifeform, crimson blade poised to strike at his blonde head, only to be frozen in mid air when Luke turned his head ever so slightly to look at them.

"Your rage might make you strong." Luke conseids, "but you are but a blunt instrument with no control or finesse, your defences nonexistent. Even your lightsaber technique is so raw as to have almost no style at all." He told his floating adversary, the rest of the darksiders briefly shocked into silence.

His piece said Luke raised a single hand, three fingers lightly curled into his palm and his middle and index finger extended, the pads of the pointed fingers facing the immobilized assassin. For a brief moment everything was still, then Luke twisted his wrist, turning his fingers to instead face his own face. A loud crack echoed throughout the near empty halls of the ship, the floating being's head now completely twisted around, his neck broken.

"Holy shit!" Ahsoka yelped. Her sentiment silently echoed in the minds of many of those watching. That was both brutal and more than a little terrifying.

Letting both the corpse and his arm drop from their raised positions, Luke once more addressed the now much more cautious Sith pawns. "This is your last warning. Stand down, or be destroyed."

The image faded.

Whispers quickly broke out among the crowd of Republic citizens watching the visions of the future. Luke had been called a Jedi- meaning her was a part of the organization that was meant to be their peacekeepers- and had so easily killed another sentient being with but a flick of his hand. What were they to make of something like that?

"Well." Anakin said, "at least we know he's not arrogant."

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