Galen sat in his study looking at the pile of clothes that he had brought home with him. Galen has to make a choice, either put the navy shirt and white trousers with a navy belt on, or return the clothes and forget about the rebel few who want Naboo free from the war. Ever since Kion tried to take his son two day's ago Galen has been questioning himself, on what is right for his family and for Naboo.

"Galen, staring at that uniform won't get you anywhere."
"Juno, Kento could have been taken, you could have died! How can I leave to fight when it's my family under attack."
"Kion was insane Galen, Cye killed him, we are safe, I still don't like you going out to war and fighting but I will admit its for the right reason's. Go and put it on."
"Cye won't always be here! We're not fighting for another three day's the Gungan's are setting up defensive posts and training the civilians."
"Ok. Then why are you not helping them train?"
"Because my loyalties lie here."
"How about you go to the Temple?"
"The Jedi Temple, why?"
"It'll help you. What other Temples do you know of Gal?"
"Mm. Well there are sith temples on Korriban?"
"Go." Juno laughed as she walked off to the kitchen.


The hilltop that was once a monument to Palpatine, has a new Emperor sitting atop of it, as Cye focused his mind he could feel the energy that the rebel clone's have, and the weaknesses of his own army and a unknown element, yet he stayed focusing upon the hilltop just waiting for his captors to return. As the sliver handcuffs held his wrist's Cye just sat with his eye's closed and his legs folded, yet when his captors began to torture him they soon realised that Cye was not as human as they first thought, every single wound they inflicted, no matter what they used to inflict it, healed within a hour and barely bled, they soon became infuriated and left to return to their employer.


Upon the Death Star Cali, waited for her father, she shook with fear as she heard the familiar footsteps of Quentin Bernita. His heavy booted footsteps sent shivers threw his daughter as he got closer to her.

"Cali, my dear. Why did you ask me to come here of all places child?"
"Father."
"Yes what is it."

Cali sharply took a breath as she began to try to tell her father exactly what he didn't want to hear.

"Cali, what is going on? You haven't been home in months, your mother thinks you in some terrorist cell with that Marek boy and his wife, What on earth is going on with you? We raised you to be a imperialist! For the greater good, I know I don't approve of Cye, but hanging around with married men? And terrorising the Empire that you Ex boyfriend owns, that's careless."
"Cye isn't my ex boyfriend Father."
"Then what is going on?! We heard you're living in a.. a Rebel hostel. The dishonour of that alone could give your grandfather a heart attack! You little brother misses you and people are talking Cali. Look at you your even FAT now."

"Father, I am not FAT. I'M PREGNANT."

"Wh-WHAT?" Quentin shouted as Cali marched off away from him. "CALI BERNITA GET BACK HERE YOUNG LADY!"

Cali began to run as her father chased her out of the room, with boots dealing heavy blows to the metallic floor and stormtroopers looking on in shock Cali reached the shuttle bay where her ship was docked and read to go.

"CALI! DON'T BOTHER COMING HOME! YOUR A DISGRACE! YOUR, YOUR DISOWNED." Quentin shouted as Cali went aboard her ship.


"Cye Sericius, I hear you're impervious to harm?" Asked Cye's lead captor who stood over six feet tall and donned piercing purple eyes with grey skin and no visible hair.

"How does such thing's concern a man like you." Cye offered in reply
"Watch your mouth boy!" Shouted another
"I simply replied to your Boss' question."
"Indeed you did Mr Sericius but you spoke no answer."
"Would you prefer I explain my genome? My complex DNA structures? I think my answer is satisfactory."
"How about we take some of that 'special' DNA of yours?"
"That is quite impossible Caren."
"How dare you speak by name to Chief Caren!" Shouted Caren's assistant.
"If something has a name surely it should be used? Is that not what names are for?"
"Respect is what you need, you will address the Chief as Chief or Sir at all times!"
"Am I your Prisoner? No I am not, I may leave if I wish." Cye mocked.
"I am under orders from the Emperor himself! He has not died."
"I killed the previous Emperor, My father of sorts."
"THE EMPEROR CAN NOT DIE!" The three captor's shouted in unison.
"No I cannot die." Cye said in his usual monotone voice, before standing up and turning to walk away.
"YOU ARE A IMPERIAL PRISONER YOU WILL SIT OR BE SHOT."
"You've tried that already Caren. And it has not left even a scratch on me." Cye said as he proceeded to return home with his glistening sliver bracelets holding his wrists.


"T-17 J1A? Stay here for a moment."
"Confirmed Captain."

From orbit of Naboo you may now see the destruction of the planetary war that ravages the once peaceful and serene world, with the Queen in hiding under Theed and the world above in peril, from orbit, you can see the forest's ablaze with fire, the explosions of explosives piled to the sides of the beautiful buildings in Theed and the new slums surrounding it, changing the Planetary maps of the once peaceful war. Cali sat above this world in her ship watching over the planet as she cried silently.

Cye hadn't contacted her, her family disowned her. Everything was going to pot. Yet she watched the planet before giving the order.

"Take me down T-17 J1A."
"Confirmed." Replied her personal droid who was charged with her safety at all costs.

As the small ship only capable of holding four people at most swerved and glided down toward Naboo, Cali washed her face in the small sink like basin, then changed from her imperial pilot clothing which was a deep shade of grey into her blue shirt with her grey denim-type jeans, she then tied her scarf around her neck and slid her eternity ring back on her index finger, to explain her day to Cye would be to kill her Father or at the very least make him loose his job, a job her father prides himself on each and every single second, of each and every minute of each day of each year. If she told Cye, her brother and mother would surely suffer, so what can she do? Lie to her lover to protect her family? Or tell Cye everything and risk her family's lives?


Galen sat in the cockpit of the Rogue Shadow as it descended down to the small circle outside the Jedi Temple, the Temple looked different this time, the ancient rubble of the pillars that once supported part's of the temple had vanished, maybe it had been removed by someone or something.

Galen landed perfectly and sadly stared at Proxy who lay discarded and deactivated in the far left corner. With a sigh Galen exited his ship and sent it to hide behind a nearby moon, by instinct. As Galen walked to the towering door's he sensed a strong force sensitive, or several Jedi hiding within the temple's echoing wall's. Yet this didn't bother the ex-sith acolyte, the Jedi are no longer his issue, Naboo is, his family is. A familiar presence loomed nearby, yet it was a presence Galen could put a face or name to. He slowly entered the main open space dressed in his simple cream and white robes with a brown tunic.

"Galen Marek, you've returned to your origin's at last dear child." Spoke a woman's voice.
"I returned here for guidance from a old Jedi Master, named Yoda and any other Jedi who is willing to help me in this."
"The Civil war on Naboo you speak of?"
"Yes, the White War."
"That is interesting, on another path you were to kill me."
"Who are you?"
"Jedi Master Shaak Ti, in another life on another path you would have killed me on Felucia, my apprentice would have fallen to the darkside and perished by the lightsaber in your hand."
"I do not know what to say to you Master Ti."
"Say nothing then."

Shaak Ti and Galen examined each other for a moment as Shaak Ti looked into a dark corner cut off from the open room by a broken statue which had at some point crushed two storm-troppers, that Galen himself broke down.

"Why do you look to the empty spaces of the Temple?"
"This Temple is no longer empty on fear of death, it has always been full, even when the Jedi left or died here."
"Jedi always speak in such confusing terms."
"Would you prefer I say 'Follow the yellow brick road to find the wizard?"
"You Jedi have some strange sense of humor."
"Yes we do. The war, what help do you need with it?"
"I have to choose."
"Now whose the one being criptic."
"Funny, I have to choose between my wife and child, and Naboo."
"Well Galen, one contradict's the other, to save Naboo is to save your family. To save your family is to loose them and your home."
"How? If I save Juno and Kent-"
"Kento? Your father lives?"
"No, Kento is my son. If I save them, and go off world?"
"Galen, you will destory yourself if you do not save Naboo and the Jedi order."
"Wait, WHAT?"
"If you save Naboo, you save the Jedi. As many Jedi are hiding on Naboo. They must return home, to the Temple, only if the blockade searches are stopped may they do so, many will help the Jedi yet just as many will turn the Jedi in and take the reward."
"I understand Master Ti."