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Chapter 4: Luke comes back, but someone goes.

"My name is Luke Skywalker," the ghost replied, "Son of Padme Amidala and Anakin Skywalker and the first Grandmaster of the new Jedi order…well…it's not so new anymore."

Alessa could only stare at him in disbelief. She had finally gone insane. "Am I hallucinating?" she asked.

"Good question," Luke said, "if you were hallucinating I would say no, and if you weren't I would say no. What do you think?"

"I…don't know…" Alessa replied, confused by his answer.

"Think about it for a moment."

There was a moment's silence.

"No…I'm not hallucinating," Alessa finally concluded. She wasn't sure why, "but…I must be, but I'm not, but I could be?"

Luke just smiled, "you might be wondering what I'm doing here."

"Yea, I am," Alessa replied and then remembered something, "and why did you help me on my History pop quiz? Why was it so important?"

"Well, the quiz itself wasn't important," Luke said. Alessa opened her mouth to say something, but Luke put up his hand to stop her, "let me finish. As I was saying, the quiz wasn't important; it's the whole lesson as a whole. You're learning about the 'Great Wizards' as you put it. Not all the information is correct, obviously. However, some of the information is critical."

"Like what information? Why is it critical?"

"You will learn in time, I am here to guide you. I will tell you the basics. Around a thousand years ago the Jedi's, or lightsiders if you prefer, perished, but so did the Sith, or darksiders. For some reason, people just stopped being born force-sensitive. None of the Jedi children, or anyone else the Jedi at the time tried to find were force-sensitive," Luke paused and sighed sadly, "even though they weren't force sensitive, the blood-lines lived on. Like you, Calon and your father. You and Calon are the first two to be born that are force-sensitive in a thousand years. And you're also, once again, like your ancestors, incredibly powerful force users."

Alessa tried to take it all in and understand what Luke was saying, "You mean the Great Wizards existed?"

Luke nodded.

All thoughts about this being a hallucination were gone and Alessa instantly felt bad. Her brother had been right.

"Don't worry Alessa, I'm sure if you apologise to your brother he will forgive you, However, you must not tell him about all this yet," Luke said. Alessa was about to ask why, but Luke put up his hand, again to stop her from speaking and said, "He doesn't need to know yet."

"What's a force sensitive?" Alessa asked.

"A force sensitive is someone who is well attuned to the force," Luke replied, and sat down on the bed next to her.

"What's the force?"

"The force is…everywhere," Luke answered, "metaphysically. It surrounds us, penetrates us, and binds the galaxy together."

"Like duct tape?" Alessa asked.

Luke looked confused, "like what?"

Alessa shook her head, "never mind. So, this force, Calon and I are 'attuned' to it."

Luke nodded, "it gives you special powers, and you can learn new powers over time."

"What sort of powers?" Alessa asked.

"You can do anything using the force. It lets you 'defy the laws of physics.'" Luke told her.

Alessa turned red, knowing full well he was talking about the time when she had told Calon off for believing it, "so what powers?"

"Feeling people close to you, without having to see them. Everyone has their own force signature, kind of like a smell. Also, seeing visions, like you and Calon did. I believe you just thought they were dreams, but they weren't. You both dreamt of something very real that happened over 2000 years ago."

Alessa just started to feel worse and worse every minute.

"Also, fast reflexes and feelings where you know if something bad is going to happen. Some of these powers come naturally."

There was a moment of silence when Alessa thought for a moment about everything that Luke said. She had lots of questions, and she then remembered again that she could be hallucinating, but something…probably the force, was telling her she wasn't.

"I will go now," Luke said.

"Hang on," Alessa said, "I just need to know…am I related to you?"

Luke smiled yet again and nodded "Indeed I am, through your father's side. In your 'Great Wizard' stories I'm called Lyte."

"So, Anakin, your father, is the monster?" Alessa asked.

Luke sighed, "my father became corrupted and joined the Sith. He took on the name Darth Vader and was injured terribly. You may one day see a vision of it," was all Luke said, "This is all I will tell you. I believe I gave you too much information anyway. Although, I do need to give you one final piece of information."

"What is it?" Alessa asked.

"You and Calon are the first people in a thousand years to be born force-sensitive, as I said before. That means you are the only person who can bring back the Jedi Order. I need you to go to Yavin IV where you will find an Ancient Jedi Holocron which can start you off in your training."

"Hang on just a second! I never said I wanted to be a Jedi!" Alessa said.

"No, you didn't, but you need to," Luke said, he sounded slightly like he was pleading. He appeared upset as well.

"But…I can't just go off to Yavin IV. I don't even know where to find…whatever a holocron is. I don't even want to be a Jedi."

"It's your birth right, Alessa," Luke said, "you must."

"My birth right? I said I don't want to be a Jedi."

Luke sighed, "I don't think I will bother asking why you're so stubborn."

"You're not going to ask why I'm stubborn," Alessa repeated what Luke said with confusion.

"No, because everyone in the family is."

"So you're going to give up arguing with me?"

"no, I said everyone in the family is stubborn, that includes me."

"We'll see who's more stubborn."

Luke sighed again, "Alessa," he pleaded, "The Jedi's were the protectors of the galaxy, they stopped war, helped the innocent, protected people. They were peace keepers."

"Everything is absolutely fine in the galaxy," Alessa said.

"No, it isn't. You haven't seen the war in the other worlds. As a Jedi, you can help, with a Jedi order, you can all help. There is death, crime and poverty all over the galaxy."

"But you said there are no other force sensitives? How can I start a Jedi Order?"

"There are some, but they are not very powerful. You should manage with them for a while, and you will get stronger force users, I know. But you first must learn yourself. Go to Yavin IV, please, Alessa."

"I'll…think about it," she said, giving in.

"Thank you, that's better than 'no'. Now I need to go," Luke started to fade, "remember, fear, anger and hate, they lead to the dark side. Beware those feelings."

The last two sentences echoed throughout the room.

Again, that night, Alessa took her hoverboard down to the sewers, to the races. She didn't think she could sleep tonight any after what had happened only a few hours ago.

"Hey Skess," she said, realising her friend was there. Dayne was also there.

"Hey Alessa!" Skess said.

"Hi," Dayne said as well.

Alessa smiled at both of them, "how are you guys?"

"Great. I really think Rayceer's going to win today," Skess said. Alessa felt otherwise, but didn't say anything.

"He always wins," Dayne said.

"I know, right? He's so great!" Skess said.

Alessa and Dayne looked at each other and rolled their eyes.

"Is Brak here?" Alessa asked Dayne and Dayne nodded his head, "saw him before."

"Brak…?" Skess asked.

"The guy with the podracer," Dayne answered.

"Oh, yeah! That guy!" Skess said. There was a silence and then Skess asked, "You okay, Alessa?"

Alessa looked at Skess and then shrugged, "I kinda…had an argument with Calon."

"Oh dear. What about, sweetie?" Skess asked.

"He just called me shallow or whatever. No big deal," Alessa replied.

"If you're sure," Skess said, "did you ask about the Naboo Queen?"

"Oh, I forgot," Alessa said.

"Don't worry about it."

Suddenly there was a loud beep. The race was going to start. Then the second beep and finally the third. The crowd went wild yet again.

Alessa looked intently at the screens, knowing that Brak was going to win.

The race seemed to go pretty quickly and the final lap seemed to have arrived in about 30 seconds (of course it took longer than that). Brak was still in the lead. Skess looked heart-broken, but Dayne looked pretty excited. Alessa was nervous and all three stared at the screen, where they could see what was happening. The whole bar seemed to have fallen silent in the surprise when they realised that Rayceer had fallen very behind Brak.

Brak came across the finish line first and many people, surprisingly, erupted into cheers.

"Man, that guy must be good to be able to win with a piece of junk!" Alessa heard someone say. She was very happy. Skess, on the other hand, looked upset.

"He…didn't win…" she said slowly. Alessa gave her a hug.

Then, Brak entered the bar and lots of people went up to him and started to congratulate him for beating Rayceer and his superb piloting.

"Isn't anyone else upset?" Skess asked.

"Rayceer probably is," Alessa said and went up to Brak, Dayne followed her.

"Congrats!" Alessa said to him.

"Alessa, hey! Dayne, man, what's up! Thanks, I knew I would win at some point," Brak said.

Dayne and Alessa laughed.

"Guess you didn't think you'd win so soon?" Dayne said to him.

Brak didn't reply and only grinned.

Rayceer then came through the door. Lots of people went up to him saying things like 'better luck next time.' Or 'well you can't always win.'

Skess went up to Rayceer and she asked him something, but he pushed her away. Skess looked over at Alessa and came up to her, "he's not in a good mood," she said.

"Not my problem," Brak said, "he should learn that he's not always going to win."

"He's lost before," Dayne said, "but he wasn't that angry."

"It's because he lost to a 'hunk of junk driven by a loser'," Brak said, "That's what he said to me."

Skess didn't say anything, just continued looking dismayed.

"Well, my brother will be happy because of the money I won," Brak said.

"Yeah. I think I might go home," Alessa said, "I'm kind of tired and everything."

"You guys should come and meet my brother!" Brak said, "The three of you, he might like you guys."

"Might like us?" Dayne asked.

"Yeah, let's go," Skess said, "I don't feel like staying here."

Brak nodded and led the way out into the city.

"So, Alessa, I know you live in the suburbs, where do you two live?" Brak asked Dayne and Skess.

"I live with my uncle Zek. Well, he's not really my uncle, but I call him that anyway. I'm an orphan, and he's like a father to me. I help out in his comic book store, which is where I live," Dayne answered, slightly embarrassed.

"Comic book store, awesome man. What about you Skess?"

"I just live in an apartment," Skess replied.

"GUYS!"

Alessa heard the voice from behind them, but didn't have to turn around, it was Rayceer.

"Rayceer," Skess said, she looked glad to see him, "what are you doing here?"

"I just wanted to say to Brak, sorry if I seemed like an angry gundark back there," Rayceer said, "no hard feelings?" He put his hand out to shake Brak's. Alessa felt something strange was going to happen.

When Brak was about to shake Rayceer's hand, Alessa yelled, "NO!" but too late. Rayceer punched Brak hard enough to send him flying about two meters.

"Rayceer!" Skess shouted in surprise.

He started going to Brak again, this time taking out a knife. Alessa and Skess stood rooted on the spot, both paralysed in fear and shock.

"No stupid idiot who has a piece of garbage wins against me!" Rayceer shouted.

Dayne, noticing his knife, stepped in front of Brak so he couldn't get through to him.

"Move it son of a hutt!" Rayceer said.

"I don't think so," Dayne said, "leave him alone."

Rayceer glared at Dayne for a moment and then attacked him, and stabbed him in the chest.

"NO!" Skess and Alessa both shouted. Alessa felt her legs running over to Rayceer, who took the knife out of Dayne. Alessa kicked his hand so that the knife fell out and started to punch him. She continued punching him even though he had fallen onto the ground and passed out.

Brak managed to stand up and go over to Alessa and stop her.

"Stop, Alessa! Stop!" He said to her.

Alessa gave Rayceer one final kick to the stomach before stopping, her vision blurry. She realised she was crying and quickly wiped the tears.

Skess ran over to Dayne and knelt beside him. She started to shake him, "Dayne," she said, tears pouring out of her eyes, "Dayne, come on, get up."

Alessa knew there was no point in doing that. His force signature was gone.

Dayne was dead.

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