Star Was IX: Legacy

by R.S. Dochoda

The Force is strong in my family. My parents had it, my sister had it, and my grandfather had it. Ever since his fall to the dark side, we hid our connection to the force. Ever so more with the dawn of the Empire. We managed to survive were others in our family did not, slaughtered by orders of Darth Vader, a lord of the Sith. Now the Empire is gone. We have returned

1. Prologue

She was suddenly thrown backward by a force blast, her lightsaber flying from her hand.

Kylo reached out and summoned his saber to his hand, only to be flung backward himself, the saber flying past…and into the hand of Martin.

Rey stumbled to get to her feet.

Martin was alive!

…and he could use the Force.

Words flying through her head faster than she could comprehend. "You…you're ali—you can use the for—you're a jedi?" She cried.

Martin looked at Kylo's saber, rolling it in his hand. He looked at her. "No. I serve neither light or dark, rather accept both as one." He reached out and summoned Rey's lightsaber to his other hand.

"That's impossible." Snarled Kylo, struggling to his feet. "No person can—"

"To your generation perhaps," said Martin with disdain. "Alas none of you truly know the extent of the Force. Much less what a light and dark user can do."

"Who are you?" asked Rey, her heart dreading what she would hear.