It was pure chaos around Jenoria. Strange black creatures rampaged through the streets as various beings with looks and powers she had never thought possible held them at bay. Those with weapons, if you could call those ancient metal things weapons, battled the creatures up close while the others utilized their abilities to battle from a distance. Someone completely encased in some form of black energy rushed past Jenoria and plowed through the creatures with blinding speed and power. It was at this point that the other combatants features became clear.
One had black hair and humongous red wings, he incinerated several creatures with blood red fire, receiving assistance from someone in intricate red armor and a girl with long red hair and wings protruding from her lower back. Another had animalistic ears and a fluffy tail. His hair/fur glowed bright blue and he fought with two swords. His only assistance came from a girl in a red cloak wielding a scythe. A girl in an intricate purple battle dress swung a huge sword at the creatures, being aided by...
Jenoria gasped at the sight of her father fighting beside these strange beings. At first she didn't believe it was him, but his lightsabers confirmed his identity. But why was he here? Where was here?
"...oria." A voice called out, but she could barely hear it.
She watched as the man with the red wings boosted her father up into the air. He threw his lightsabers and took down several flying creatures before landing on a gigantic creature that made it's compatriots look like bugs.
"Jenoria." The voice called again, much more clear this time.
She wanted to keep watching, to see her father in action, but she knew it wasn't meant to be.
...
"Jenoria, wake up." Anakin shook his apprentice for the third time, finally waking her up, "have a pleasant dream?"
"I saw papa," Jenoria yawned, rubbing her eyes, "he was fighting strange creatures beside these weird people."
"Sounds like you had a vision of what your father is up to right now." A voice caused Jenoria to look at the door.
The fairy Dalkos had saved in Leraina stood in the doorway. She had been an integral part in the temples restoration and decided to make it her new home. The Order didn't mind the extra tenant, though she had a tendency to get involved in discussions that didn't concern her.
"What do you mean?" Anakin asked.
"I'll explain later. Right now, I think everyone else would like to hear about this dream of yours Jenoria."
...
The idea of a hint towards Dalkos' whereabouts drew a crowd beyond the Minara family's inner circle. The younglings were in awe at Jenoria's descriptions of the people her father fought beside while the masters contemplated the existence of the creatures he fought.
"It's clear that your father is fighting in a new war," Master Windu spoke up, "but it's still impossible to tell where given the state of the battlefield."
"And those warriors," Anakin chimed in, "They have powers beyond anything we can comprehend."
"Yes," Yoda nodded, "Where he belongs, Dalkos is."
Jenoria stared at the grandmaster in disbelief. The thought that he could make such a claim astounded her, though Obi-Wan attempted to clear it up.
"Do you remember why your father always wore bandages?" He asked her.
"To mask his burns."
"Which he caused with his abilities. He possesses the same sort of abilities those warriors have. It only makes sense that he would belong among them."
Jenoria left the room, wanting to meditate on the subject. As she walked, she pulled out her lightsaber and held it in her hand. She gazed at the casing her father had forged.
"Why was I able to see you papa?" She asked quietly, "And why did it take so long to happen?"
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For those of you who have read what I have so far for NEOCROSS, see if you can identify who was fighting beside Dalkos.
Also, name ideas for Sith adversaries would be much appreciated.