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AN: I am writing ahead so this should be up as soon as the second chapter. This chapter is called progress. Time frame will eventually jump to when Harry is Fifteen.

Chapter 3: Progress.

Boy was Harry right. The day after killing five Rakatoans and finding out about his upcoming training was brutal. The One woke Harry up 3 hours before the sun rose and Harry was training until after the sun set. He first woke up and began running. Harry was small for his age so the Rakatoans were sure to make sure he grew. When the running was over he would begin sword fighting and technique. When that was over he began with throwing knives and darts. When this was over he was brought to the rancor pit to bond with a rancor.

This was the highlight of his day, to look at the magnificent beasts were terrifying but they had a gentleness to them. A toddler rancor, or at least age wise because he was almost as tall as Harry, bonded with Harry almost Instantly. Afterwards the One told Harry that the rancor he bonded with was the son of the Alpha male of the Rancor pack. Harry was honored that one of such esteemed heritage would choose him. That night ended and the next came sooner then Harry could have anticipated. A new aspect of his training was added. Harry was going to be taught the art of stealth as well as to travel the shadows. He would also pick up fighting with a staff. As well as getting time each night to socialize with his rancor friend.

A month had passed since his training had begun and Harry couldn't be happier with his surroundings. Ragnok, the rancor he bonded with, wouldn't stop growing. He was now a half foot taller than Harry and loved to wrestle. Harry's training had progressed he was now battling more than one opponent in the sword ring. He was about fifty fifty when facing these odds but he was getting better each day.

1 Year from the Start of Training.

A year had passed and Harry celebrated his 12th birthday. He received many gifts most of which were armor and weaponry. His most prized was the Daggar he received from the One. It was poisoned tipped, and Harry being an avid learned had learned to summon weapons to him. This blade would be incredibly handy when stealth was required. His body had grown as well. He had started to put on muscle and looked more his age. All and all Harry was progressing quite fast. At this point he could beat 3 Rakatoan elites in the sword ring. He is accruate from up to 20 feet with his throwing knives. He tops when it comes to stealth. Ragnok has also grown. He is now 4 years old and has reached 9 feet tall. Harry can no longer wrestle with him without becoming injured but Harry has started to train with him. They have become quite the team in such a short time.

2 Years from the Start of Training.

Harry was now thirteen and beginning to grow by leaps and bounds. He was 5'11 and a body an adult would kill for. Not only was Harry physically growing but in his training as well. Harry was now amidextrious and learned to fight just as well with his left as he did his right. He could beat five elite in a sword fight. He had also progressed with the bow staff but much preferred his sword. But his favorite weapon was the daggar he received on his twelfth birthday. He was accurate up to 25 feet and could hit moving targets. He was known to pick off birds with it, just because they were bothering his friend Ragnok. Ragnok was soon to reach his maturity and now shot up to a height of 15 feet. Ragnok could lift trees from the ground and use it as a club. Harry could even mount on his back to travel throughout the forest of Rakata. What was surprising to Harry was that none of the Rakatoans would get close to him other than to train. It even got to the point of Harry asking the One. "Why don't the other Rakatoans come near me. As I walk past them throughout the city their gaze never meets mine." Harry was thoroughly confused.

The One answered back, "Harry they know the power you weild now. They know that you will only become more powerful when you discover your birthright. You can not blame them for fearing a man who calls lightning from the sky." Harry could only nod as he thought back to that day two years ago. How he had been afraid and how he called on that fear to escape harm.

3 Years from the Start of Training.

Harry was now fourteen and nearing the end of his training. Most of his lessons were with the One himself. None of the others could teach him anything. Harry's body once again grew, he was now 6'1" and 175 pounds. He was almost all muscle and could over power any Rakatoan, save the One. His stealth tracking had come along the farthest. If Harry wanted to disappear he could. It was like chasing the wind. His movements so fluid so effortless, could fool even the greatest of the Rakatoan trackers. Not only had Harry grown but Ragnok had reached Maturity and grew to a height of 24 feet tall. Taller than even his father Ragnok began to display his dominance to all around him. To see Harry riding his magnificent friend was like looking death in the eye. With his daggars Harry could hunt anything that Ragnok could catch and Harry rarely missed. During this year of training the Rakatoans had become more advanced and started to use the Holonet. Harry was taught about the galactic empire and the rebellion. He was taught the map of the galaxy and where he would find future allies. He was taught politics from the wise ones and how to be diplomatic. Most importantly Harry was taught how to be a leader.

4 Years from Start of Training.

Harry had done it. Harry was now 15 years old. He had come as far as the One could teach him. None could stand against Harry in the ring, with or without weapons. He was a god in human form. 6'4" and 220 pounds of solid muscle. For one as big as he Harry could stay quiet enough to sneak up on any. No sound could be heard as Harry gracefully krept up on his future victims. Not even the One was safe.

As the Rakatoans advanced Harry was taught how to pilot an aircraft and how hyperspace travel worked. He was taught mainly by captured airmen whose ships were downed by the unique magnetic field that was produced by the Temple of the Star Forge. As always Harry took to it like a fish to water. But something was different it was as if he would meant to be in the air. He quickly out match the captives and they were destroyed in the dog fights that ensued. The time had come, the time to start his training with Revan.

He was brought by the Rakatoans to the Temple entrance. Twelve gathered in a circle and started chanting in a dialect that even he was unfamiliar with. after what felt like years the temple entrance was opened and Harry stepped forth for the final step of his journey to ultimate Power.

OAOAOAOAOAOAOA

He stayed one more night with the Rakatoans in a camp outside the temple. All over the Holonet was news that the Emperor had been destroyed and that it was Darth Vader that killed him. The Rakatoans cheered knowing that the Sith would be harder to conquer then the pacifist New Republic.

AN: hope you like it. Next chapter I won't do the year by year bit that I did with this chapter. It will move along and end with Harry taking control of the Star Forge. It will also deal with the fall of the Empire and rise of the New Republic.