Jer Kion, drew his brown hood high up over his head in one swift movement yet in that moment of exposure his scarred skin bared all to the civilian's beside him, his eyes flashed yellow as he growled lightly. His pace was erratic as was his heartbeat. As this soldier of a fallen Republic began his desent he searched for his family to guide him back to the light, yet the Clone War had killed the entire world. Lost and alone Kion fell to the attraction of the darkside and began to poison his mind with it, yet still believing himself to be a soldier of peace, Kion kept to the Jedi life as closely as possible for a Dark Jedi.

Juno lay slumped against the sofa's soft arm-rest as Kento lay asleep upon her lap, without a care in the world the two slept. Leia and Syen had fell asleep in each other's arm so the last line of defence lay with Kion's Master and Emperor the new judge, jury and executor, Cye.
The house lay silent as it's occupant's either slept or worked. Noone could prepare for a insane Dark Jedi bursting threw the front door claiming to be Juno's long lost Uncle.

Galen's rally soon became fruitful as the Gungan's emerged from the water's of Naboo equipped to win or die trying. Cheer's roared threw Theed threw the globe of Naboo and back again as their salvation rose from the water, Unit by Unit, each Gungan with a shared solemn expression. Many saluted Galen as the leader of this new faction yet Galen did not see how he could lead but he saluted back and ignited his lightsaber to show his alligance to the Gungan's.
Imperial's tried to stop this new army yet had no avail, Rebel Clone's tried to kill the Gungan's as they advanced from the ocean, yet the Clone's received orders from their General's Rex and Gree to stand down.

Yet what noone knew was of the Heir of the Emperor, a baby boy living in the womb of a pilot. This child who holds the Galaxies future in his palm. This boy could be the saviour of the Galaxy or the rebirth of the intimidating Black Suited era of the Empire. The only Child born to a Sericius clone, the child could be born still, or projecting lightening as he is born. Yet noone know's these things for sure, only few people even know of the child's conception.
The Heir has yet to make Enemies or Friends yet if the Galaxy knew, many would goto extremes to stop his birth completely.


As Jer walked up the scorched path to the house, he proud brown front door stood as a symbol of protection for the housemate's children. Inside he could sense many force sensitive's yet Kion stood strong in his quest to cripple Cye and the Marek's to gain the Empire. He drew his lightsaber and ignited it to reveal a Green blade which had obviously had a long and battering life making it seem as though this weapon was the only thing left of the Jedi within the now insanity Plagued Jer Kion. His master once warned him that lust and greed is a path to the darkside, which lead's to a deranged insanity which is paranoid and fiercesome. Yet Kion didn't listen to Kota's voice when he kicked the door in, nor did he went he held Juno at 'Saber point, or when he handcuffed Kento to his belt. Kion was listening to the voice's in his head, one's that have never gone away since his Wife died, it's that crackling voice within that will never let go of him.

Yet what Kion was not expecting was The Emperor himself to dive out of no where and take his lightsaber.

"Kion."
"Emperor."
"I am giving you a direct order to let Kento Eclipse go back to his mother then put your hands on your head."
"Sir."
"Do not make me ask you twice Kion."
"I cannot comply."
"I see." Cye replied as his hand twitched, "You have served me well until now, Kento look away."
"Kenny, look at Mommy" Juno said in agreement with Cye (For once)
"Okay Mummy" Kento replied sweetly. As Kento looked away from the soon horrific scene, Cye activated his lightsaber as well as Kion's already activated 'Saber. It was fluent, deadly and fast the four dual blow's that devoured Jer Kion, leaving just a small neatly cut pile of evil in the doorway of the living room.

Cye then lifted his hand and raised the remain's, exiting via the backdoor he grabbed a match and some petrol as he dropped the remain's and collected fire wood.

Juno, hugged her son tight as she tried desperately to get the handcuffs from her son's wrist where redmark's had already surfaced. Smoke filled their nostrils as the fire outside blazed with furious heat, Kento sobbed into Juno's Jean's leg as she crouched to continue to remove the cuff's, restricting her son's wrist's painfully. It wasn't until Galen blazed in three hours later that the cuff's were removed by two fluent slices into the metal via Galen's lightsaber, Juno had cried out Cye's name over and over but Cye for some reason had disapeared, noone knew where to but for an Emperor to leave without his weapon? Isn't that a tad insane? Galen thought as he craddled little Kento in his lap, hoping that one day Kento would Forget all about Kion and the fear he felt while he was absent. 'This is the type of thing that makes son's hate their father's. I have to leave the rebellion behind.' Galen thought before violently shaking into another vision.