The Katiara Chronicles Act 1: Sacrifice

by Ima-Princess

The movement to restore the Republic is struggling after the Rise of the Empire. A young Jedi with a legacy who escaped Order 66 trades her safety as a smuggler to assist a Corellian Senator under threat. As the galaxy changes, Katiara Orrin does her best to hide her identity as she is forced to face love, mystery and ultimately, the Dark Side within. OCs/Minor Canons

2. Prologue

Prologue

Though the lighting was dim and all was silent, the young blonde woman could still tell where she was. She walked alone, robed in a dark brown cloak, down the large, empty hall. Only the clinking of her boots on the metal flooring was heard, but this noise was soon muffled by a deep red carpet spread out as a path. Steadily, a fierce murmur began to fill the passage, whispering words of deceit and death. The young woman stopped, turning quickly to look behind her. Though the words continued, she saw nothing but the empty hall.

She began walking once more, ignoring the whispers that filled her ears, heading for her destination. Suddenly, light spilled from an open door a ways down the corridor, but it was a sad light, which was smothered by the overwhelming darkness. The robed woman walked cautiously towards the door and looked inside, filled with curiosity. In the lighted room sat three people. One had dark skin and wore exotic robes and tattoos, giving him a strong and bold look. The next had messy blonde hair and a short beard, who looked reluctantly respectable. The last was a petite, brunette woman with a desperate look in her curious, yellow eyes.

Then the young woman peering in on the trio was distracted from her gaze as shots and screams fill the hallway behind her. She heard the cracking of a lightsaber and the cry of someone's last breath. And then she saw them. Coming towards her was a squadron of clone soldiers with guns, leading them was a darkly dressed man carrying a glowing saber. Unable to move her feet or speak with her lips, the woman stood by the door in shock. As the troops came, she was seemingly unnoticed as they passed her and followed their young leader into the lighted room.

She couldn't turn her head to see what happened in the room. But she could hear what happened within. First there were a few surprised questions and protests. None were answered. Then outcries but they were quick muffled into groans as blasters were fired. Suddenly, she found the dark, evil eyes of the young leader were looking into hers, with lightsaber raised. He brought his weapon down on her without saying a word and she could do nothing to stop him.

She squeezed closed her eyes.