Author's Note: So I probably could have made this longer, but I wanted to update this within two weeks of the last update for anyone who likes the story.

Enjoy,

ROTM

27 ABY

Above Coruscant

Ahsoka was stupefied. 'How? How could this happen in such a short amount of time? And what's the Yuuzhan Vong Empire?'

Ahsoka heard Luke whisper something under his breathe. "The Yuuzhan Vong War!"

The message the Yuuzhan Vong had sent continued to play, repeating until a frustrated Alf switched it off. "Like hell we are! Drefa, turn us around and make a jump to hyperspace."

Drefa, still traumatized from seeing the razed Coruscant, absentmindedly turned the ship around. "Jumping to hyperspace now."

The sound of the hyperdrive revving up was heard on the bridge. Then the sound died away pitifully. Drefa sobered up immediately, frantically punching buttons and flipping switches.

"Why am I not seeing a starlines, Drefa?" Alf gritted his teeth in frustration.

"I don't know! The ship says the hyperdrive is functioning normally, but it doesn't seem to want to make the jump." Drefa wiped a bead of sweat off his face as he said this.

Ahsoka continued to stare blankly ahead. The Jedi, her family, was on Coruscant. 'Did they survive? Where are they now? And what about Anakin? Is he safe?'

Luke, although still a bit pale, had calmed himself as best as he could. "Alf, we need to set down on Coruscant."

Out of the corner of her eye, Ahsoka saw Alf gape at Luke. "Are you crazy, man! Those Yuuzhan Vong things are probably crawling all over the surface.

Luke just nodded. "I know that. But we need to get to the Jedi Temple. There's... something there that might be able to help us."

Alf bit down on his lip, taking in the new information. "Old man, you better have some kind of magical super starship in the Temple. Otherwise, I'll see you tossed into a sarlacc pit."

As the ship turned back towards the planet, Ahsoka turned to Luke. "What do you have in the Temple, Luke? I thought you were unknown to the Order?"

"All in time, Ahsoka. You'll see eventually."

After that, silence fell as each occupant of the Arcadia dealt with the trauma of seeing Coruscant destroyed. The silence was broken, however, by the controls panels lighting up brightly, causing R7 to beep frantically. "Blast!" Alf exclaimed. "They've launched some kind of missile. Initiating evasive maneuvers."

The missiles narrowly missed their target. But, just as Alf began to relax and initiate a counterattack, an explosion rocked the Arcadia, causing it to dip down towards Coruscant. The ship picked up speed as it drew nearer to the planet.

'That's the second crash this week! I really have no luck.' Ahsoka thought as she climbed up off the floor of the ship, as the explosion had knocked everyone standing down.

"Aim us towards the Jedi Temple. Get us as close as you can." Luke commanded sternly.

"Whatever you want." Alf replied.

After they penetrated into the atmosphere, Alf initiated the emergency flaps to slow their descent. "I see the Temple. It's right..." Alf's eyes widened. "Oh, Sith."

Luke slammed Ahsoka onto a seat, before strapping himself and R7 in as well.

The Jedi Temple approached fast, directly in front of the Arcadia. Ahsoka closed her eyes, prayed to the Force for guidance, and waited.

Barely half a second later, the Arcadia broke through the outer wall of the Jedi Temple.

Ahsoka rubbed the bump on the back of her head tenderly as she un-strapped herself from her seat. Around her, Luke and the other members of the crew were doing the same. "Is everyone ok?" Luke called out in the darkness of the ship.

A grunt resounded through the darkness. "Oh, just dandy. My ship's in pieces. What are Drefa and I supposed to do now, huh? Run a cantina on Kessel?"

Ahsoka whirled her head around to face Alf's. "Can you stop complaining for five seconds. We need to get going."

Alf laughed bitterly through the inky black darkness. "With what, Master Jedi? We lost our food stores to space when we were hit by that missile."

Luke almost swore, catching himself at the last second. "Well, we still better get going. The thing that can help us is in the lower levels." Luke used the Force to blow a hole in the side of the already ruined ship. He climbed out, sliding down a pile of rubble. The rest of the group, R7 included, followed suit.

The Jedi Temple was a graveyard. Chunks of durasteel were strewn throughout the halls. Statues of masters long dead had missing appendages, some even decapitated. The entirety of the Jedi Temple reeked of death.

"A rainbow-barfing magic starship." Ahsoka heard Alf mutter under his breath as they continued their death march through the Temple.

They made sure to maneuver carefully through the wreckage. The hallways were dimly lit with artificial light, as the black clouds choked the sky, blocking out any natural light. Every step was an accident waiting to happen.

Ahsoka suddenly felt a presence. It was very dim, but she could still make it out.

"Luke..." she began.

Luke interrupted her, reaching for his lightsaber. "I know. But... this presence feels familiar."

A figure suddenly leapt out of a dark corridor, and ignited an emerald-hued lightsaber. Luke ignited his own emerald blade to parry the strike.

The glow of the lightsabers lit up the attacker's face. Luke and the figure's eyes went wide at the same time. Dazed, both of them deactivated their lightsabers.

The figure, now revealed to be a handsome man in his late teens, spoke first. "Uncle Luke? I thought you were supposed to be helping transport the apprentices to Shelter?"

Luke, still dazed, said only one word.

"Jacen."