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The Unknown Apprentice

Chapter 1:

Jolting upright and feeling a massive amount of pain in his head, Harry attempted to get a grasp of his surroundings. Where am I? All Harry could see is old temple structures of some kind. Sort of like an abandoned castle, Harry snorts. Then out of the nothingness, a pale, ethereal apparition appears before him.

Harry yelps and jumps to his feet throwing his hands out in front of him in a futile hope for protection of some sort or another. He slowly edges backwards until he hits a wall, and with the shade approaching steadily, Harry slides down the wall to land on his butt. Encapsulated in fear, Harry closes his eyes willing the being to disappear, but to no avail. The pale blue apparition begins to address him. "Harry, I am not trying to hurt you. I am just a spirit of a being that has passed on ages ago." Harry looks up with up disbelief etched across his face. A ghost, yeah right is the first thought that crosses his mind. The spirit continues to wait on Harry, waiting on him to respond before moving along this experience that is probably the oddest thing he has encountered in the young boy's life. Still skeptical, Harry proceeds to stick his hand out, waving it through the ghost. Odd, it feels slightly cold but it definitely isn't solid.

"What do you want from me, sir? The last thing I remember is a green light that a professor sent at me."

"The Force has shown me what has happened to you. You fell to the same killing force that your parents did before you. However, rather than falling into oblivion and death, the Force has moved you to this world," and the ghost waves his one hand around as if presenting the dreary castle like a majestic hall, "our world, and has given you a second chance to live."

Harry just stares flabbergasted. He quickly pinches himself on the arm, determined to wake up from this odd dream. Oh no, I'm not waking up. Shaking his head, this can't possibly be real Harry repeats to himself. But upon further reflection, he was just introduced to magic not to long ago. He never believed that was real either. Although Harry still held doubts about the situation, he decides to oblige for the mean time. "What is the Force sir?"

"The Force is what gives beings that can interact with it their power. You have experienced it when moving things telekinetically, or when you vanished and appeared on top of your school roof. It is an energy field created by all living things that surrounds us, penetrates us, and binds the galaxy together. You can think of it as the fabric of the universe. I will teach you to interact and control the force if you allow me. I can give you an inkling of what it involves if you allow me" The ghost proceeds to raise a hand to Harry's temple, but stops a few inches short of actual contact. He stares into his eyes waiting to be given permission. Harry ponders for a second, tilting his head as if in deep concentration. What can it hurt? As the apparition makes contact, a chilling vibe runs through Harry as his mind is plunged into a vision. He witnesses scenes in a Jedi temple of young kids floating around rocks and pebbles, practicing with a weird sword made up of light, and countless other acrobatic moves that seem to be impossible for normal humans. There are scenes of battles where colored blasts from guns he doesn't recognize be reflected by the sword, and these odd commanders leading men into battle against men who wear a weird metal armor. Harry gasps as all the visions come to an end.

"Know this young Harry, you are surely in a different world than what you once knew. Do not worry or fear, for I am here to guide you. You may call me Master Revan. First though, we must get you off this desolate world. Do you see those cubes like shaped boxes over on the table to your far left along with the metal cylinder? The boxes are called holocrons and the other being a lightsaber. I want you to grab those and follow me out."

Harry can only nod and try to absorb everything. If magic can be real, why can't this? This isn't the first time I am plunged into a new world. Harry contemplates the situation, and realizes he still hasn't woken up. I really must be stuck here now… Finally coming to an acceptance, he paces over to the table and grabs all the objects and moves to follow this master Revan out. Slightly confused, but ready to embrace this new reality that has been thrust upon him, he continues to walk out of the temple with a single thought on his mind: At least I don't have to go back to the Dursleys…

Harry's jaw dropped as he came upon a large spaceship sat serenely against the forested backdrop. Wow, he releases a breathless sigh. That thing must be a 100 feet long! I really am in a new world.

Revan begins to declare in a fond voice, "This is the Ebon Hawk. It was the ship I used to get around when I was alive. It used to be the fastest thing in the galaxy," he states with pride. It was dirty with some vegetation growing off the sides. The semicircular rear with two engines jutting out was clearly visible. Harry can't make heads or tails of how to get in but Revan quickly points out what to do and leads Harry into the main cockpit. It was surprising that it was still operational after 4000 years, but it wasn't Revan's personal ship for nothing. Revan began his tutelage of Harry in technology, space travel, and basic maintenance, but also informed him along the flight; Harry would be mentored in topics such as the technology that existed during his time, brief explanations of the worlds that spanned the galaxy, and the existence of the Republic. Although the ship wasn't as good as it was back a few millennia ago, it still had enough life left in it to leave the planet. Revan helped Harry begin to bring the spaceship back to life, and soon had input the coordinates for the nearest planet that the ship's system could scan: Naboo.