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Chapter 6

Harry Potter sat in the cockpit of the ship. He still loved flying, even if it wasn't a broom. "Hermione, one of these days I am going to convince you to help me make a new broom." He smiled as he looked over to her in the cockpit seat. She looked over and glared, causing him to shrink back. After a moment, she simply sighed. "I suppose it would be better than a jetpack. We will see Harry. Or should I be referring to you as Darth Erhe?" she said with a quirk.

They both appreciated their sith names. Harry, being Darth Erhe, had to have it explained to him a bit. Apparently, in this galaxy, the ancient Sith language was reminiscent of German on earth. It wasn't exact, but it was close enough, with erhe meaning honor. Something he did ascribe to. Honor in battle, in tactics, in life, and above all, honor to his love for Hermione. Her sith name was Darth Wissen, something he knew suited her, having a meaning of knowledge. Some things will never change, he thought to himself. She would always seek more knowledge, and knowledge is just another form of power. Without it, we would be simple brutes.

The intercom beeped as they got close to Coruscant. "Unknown Freighter, this is Coruscant control. Please send ID code and state reason for visit, cargo, and any weapons or hazardous material on board." Hermione hit a couple of buttons to lock onto the frequency and send the codes over they had made up for this vessel, as it wasn't registered anywhere. Their new ship looks exactly like their old one, but with several modifications. These including expansion charms in hidden rooms, notice me not wards on certain areas, along with 3 top of the line power generators and two .6 Hyperdrives, a main and a backup. The generators each had their own purpose, one for standard operations and the hyperdrive, one for shields and defensive systems, and the last for weapons.

Their weapons included a unique design of 2 quad laser cannons that could retract or extend out of the hull of the ship, one on top and one on bottom and were capable of rotating 360 degrees. The unique part was in how they could shoot from each barrel or the barrels could focus together and fire one large burst. This would increase its fire power for a few shots, making it to where it could damage even large battle ships such as the Republics Venator or Acclimator class ships. The downside was its rate of fire dropped to one shot every 4 seconds and the power requirement was huge. It necessitated its own power supply.

It also contained 8 laser cannons on this ship. Two were on the point of the ship by the cockpit but underneath and offset to the sides, while the other two were towards the rear. With another 4 on the wings. The ship was in the style of the old sith ship titled the X-70B Phantom. Apparently, at least according to one of the droids, an exiled sith had at one point been on that planet and uploaded plenty of schematics. They had assumed it was one of their masters in helping prepare the way.

They had adjusted the missile compartment with expansion charms to increase their payload to hold 100 missiles in each area. They could launch from two tubes, so they considered it heavily armed. The shields were a triple layered defense that as one weakened, a second would, in essence, expand while the first would shrink. This allowed the shields to rotate and recharge as needed. If, for some reason they couldn't or wouldn't be able to keep up, then the three would merge, which Harry didn't really understand, and ramp up their power. Though this form was for short term use, and best to help them either get away, or hold out just long enough to do what needed to be done. The downside to that was it would eat through power like a hungry Weasley family, and when that form of the shields failed, they would have to reboot the entire system, something not to do in combat.

The final main thing they had done, beyond the small stuff, was help the stealth generator. With runes of power, disillusionment, heat absorption and disbursement through distance banishing, and a few other options. Add in the proto beskar and a couple other options added by the droids of their hide out planet, and they could effectively disappear off of scanners and visual to most people and ships.

"Coruscant Control, this is the luxury vessel Versteckte Klinge. We are not transporting any goods for sell or cargo. Occupants include me and my wife, Haydrian and Mia Evans. We are here for vacationing purposes and to see the sites of coruscant. Over." Harry smirked. Oh we will definitely see the sights. After being scanned, and given directions, they flew down to a landing pad in one of the nicer areas of Coruscant. It was going to be a big day.

Jedi Master Windu was in the main hall of the temple. He was on edge, but didn't understand why. Perhaps it is simply everything that has happened. We still haven't decided on Skywalkers punishment. He was being held, but the council was split. Some wanted to simply keep him in a jedi holding cell, others to retrain him. Master Mundi had suggested the death of personality, while Kenobi, the most affected, had argued about the prophecy and that he could be taught. He did admit that he had been too young and new to his knighthood to have taken him on, but had seen no other option at the time.

Yoda had simply listened, as he always did, and had ended discussions until they could come to a consensus. We do have to be careful, considering the last time the death of personality was used was on Revan. In a part of his mind, he considered that judging and making decisions based on one event or one person falling to the dark side was ridiculous, but his focus on the lightside of the force quickly pushed that away. If it happened once, it can happen again. Only in the light are we safe.

BOOM

His lightsaber in hand and ignited, he was moving. On the ground was Cin Drallig, unconscious it appeared, as he could feel him in the force. Three other temple guardians were in battle. He stopped, shocked at what he was seeing. Black and red armor, red lightsaber blades, masks. SITH!

Jumping into action with a yell he came down upon one bringing his blade forward in an arc. As it was deflected to the side, he dropped into his own form of combat, Vaapad, a variation of Form VII Juyo. He let himself sink into the force and focused upon his opponent, and was staggered for a moment. He could sense the waves of anger, hate, and utter contempt coming towards him and the jedi temple, but it was not coming from these sith. Whoever they were, he could not sense them in the force. "This will be difficult." As he started to truly fight, he briefly noticed other Jedi joining.

Yoda dashed into the fray, swinging, slicing, attacking. Shouts of battle could be heard all over. Never connecting with his opponents, but always just barely missing. Dancing between enemies and allies alike, he focused his considerable control of the force and pushed out, causing a small grouping of these sith to jump out of the way. Quickly bringing up his blade, he intercepted lightning that seemed to arc over his blade, causing it to flare with intensity. There where no need for words, no need to communicate, every jedi knew there job here.

The younglings would be taken to the inner sanctum and protected, the library would be locked down and guarded, the rest of the temple would be locked down, and any available masters or knights would join the battle. He briefly was worried as he saw that they were being pushed back. It was slight, but these sith where gaining ground. Come from where, they do? Dodge, deflect, jump, evade, slash, block, stab, repeat. He was a whirlwind of force energy and lightsaber combat. It was in times like these that he showed his mastery of Form IV, also known as Ataru.

Suddenly, and without warning, he saw a brief flash of a red light, and although he normally could have evaded it, it was coming from directly behind him, almost seemingly at point blank range, and he couldn't dodge. As the world darkened and he lost consciousness, his only thoughts were where it came from.

Darth Erhe watched as the "Sith Army" continued to attack as he looked down at the unconscious Grand Master. He had apparated right behind Cin Drallig and hit him with rapid fire stunner barrage of 6 casts from point blank range in the back. Immediately after he had shot off a cannon blast spell from his hand. All this while he was disillusioned and had his occlumency and Force stealth ramped up to the max. He really didn't want to be noticed. Then the Sith army had come running up, out of nowhere. She really is something special, he thought to himself.

The plan was simple. He would cause a brief distraction to divert everyone from looking out. While that was going on, Darth Wissen would, from their ship in a hidden compartment, sitting in a runic circle to enhance her powers for a short time, in this case up to 30 minutes, would combine force and magic to create truly realistic illusions. They couldn't truly hurt anyone but with a combination of the two, lightsabers would flare if they contacted, and force abilities would produce the desired effect if intercepted. It was a truly impressive display if he said so himself.

While the Jedi would be focused on the Sith, he could complete his mission. He had made his way to the archives, and from there, using a point me spell, found the entrance to the vault. There were holocrons there, of course, but there were also other items of great value. In particular, they were looking for a single crystal. The Jedi didn't know it, but it was a part of a matrix that, when combined with its other parts, would allow for the creation of a new type of engine and star ship design. It was purely theoretical, but they needed it.

He had gone to the door of the archives and chuckled softly to himself. No guards, only two cameras that he could see. The only real defense was having to use the force in a certain way to unlock and open the door while being biometrically scanned and providing a verbal password. Casting the Schrodinger charm on himself, he walked through the door. He dropped his disillusionment charm, raised his right hand and snapped shorting out the cameras and Darthother sensors.

When he finally found what he was looking for, he checked the time. 12 minutes left. Lets cause a little more…. He had lurched. The Force had screamed out at him to do something. He apparated, feeling a sense of urgency back up to the archives. Taking out a padd and syncing it up to the mainframe of the archives, he let it do its job. It wouldn't erase anything, and they could easily recover from it, but it would jumble everything there. Apparating again to where he now knew he needed to be, he saw his vision swim into focus in a room of younglings. Snapping off an area stunner, he looked around. Seeing two youngling females, he walked over, put his hands on their head, and gasped in shock.

Magical cores, but dormant. And a good size too. Well, I guess we have our two apprentices. Not wanting to carry them out, he placed a couple of portkeys on them and watched them get whisked away to a holding cell each on the ship. Realizing he was running out of time, he made haste out to the main combat zone. And that's when inspiration hit him. Throwing every stealth ability he had on again, counting himself lucky no one had seen him really, he snuck up to the green jedi master. Picking his moment, he stunned him with four spells, and hit him with a confundus. That should help us a bit.

He apparated away just as he saw the 'Sith warriors' turn and run, jumping off the edge of the temple and shimmering into nothing. No one would see it, but they were real enough that camera's and holorecorders, security cameras and such would have picked them up as distorted images. That could be chopped up to a sith technique or such. Everyone would now think there were more of them than there actually were. Talking into his comm, "Darth Wissen, Objective complete. Begin stage two."

The Senate was watching as the Jedi Temple was attacked. It was all over the holonews and people were, understandably, scared. Sith, on Coruscant, and brazenly attacking the Jedi. What was worse was the look that they were a match for the Jedi. No side had lost someone as far as they could tell, but then they saw Yoda go down, the sith running, jumping over the edge, seeing them shimmer away, and then nothing.

They didn't have long to ponder it though, as explosions were heard. Several Senators pods had a droid in shiny red and black armor, the likes of which they had never seen before, come charging in. There were sounds of blaster fire as the roof exploded inward, sending debris down everywhere. The clone soldiers were disorganized, trying to get everyone out, but unable to return fire at the risk of hitting civilians. Several people were seen to have been shot dead, or falling over the side of a pod. Several more were shot from a pod or attacked as the droids jumped, and using jetpacks and other assortments of items, moved from one pod to the next.

By the end of it, no one would recognize that Senator Padme Amidalla had gone missing, nor would they notice that a single droid had stayed behind, and through the use of a glamor rune and holographic technology, replace her. It would be days before it hit the holonews about the links, from an unknown source, that every dead senator, aid, or sentient killed in the chamber had. Links to slavers, pirates, crime syndicates, the hutts, and more. It would be a few weeks before they were all linked to the chancellor.

No one would see the droids disappear in a swirl of light, nor would anyone notice, in all the chaos, that a single ship that had arrived earlier that day had taken off and left.

Onboard the Versteckte Klinge

Padme Amidalla woke up to what appeared to be arguing. She could hear it, and though her head was throbbing like bantha was rampaging through it, she could focus on the words. The first was a female, and seemed to be quite angry. "They weren't part of the plan. We aren't ready for that yet, and …" A male voice now it seemed, or at least she attributed it to male. "And the force screamed out at me for it. "Take a look Wissen. They. Have. Cores!" Silence.

"It shouldn't be possible." The female voice, Wissen, said. It was softer, as if it couldn't believe it. She looked around and saw the room she was in was definitely nice. Dark tones covered the walls, but they were in tasteful colors. She spied what she assumed was a fresher unit, and a table with a bowl of fruit on it. Getting up, she realized she was still a bit disoriented, but she needed to know where she was, and how she got here.

Hearing the door open with a hiss, she looked over and saw a female with brown hair, slightly bushy but that could be because she looked exhausted. She was wearing a gray shirt and black pants, with black gloves. "Hello Senator, you can call me Wissen. I'm sure you have questions, but let me be blunt. We kidnapped you, and we want your help." Padme was definitely confused now, and it must have shown on her face as this Wissen held up her hand.

Walking over to a chair by the table, she motioned for Padme to sit there. "The plan was to talk to you and slowly tell you things, let you think about them, and then ask for your help. However, my husband went and did something that, although I now agree with him, was not expecting, and it changed things. Firstly let me make this clear. No one knows your missing, and no one will know your missing. One of our droids is mimicking you with state of the art technology, will by the end of the week, if not sooner, send a public message to the holonews and the senate decrying the lack of humanitarian effort for what happened in the CIS. The lack of proper punishment by the Jedi to that Skywalker fellow when he tried to force you into an illegal and immoral relationship, and this latest attack by unknown forces has made you realize that your time is better spent out there helping others. You will have bought a small ship, most likely a YT-100 series or something along that line, and then seen making stops at several planets to pick up things such as food and medical supplies on various planets, and then dropping them off at worlds in the CIS that need the help." Taking a breath and taking a drink, Wissen appeared to be letting this information sink in.

As far as plans go, Padme realized quite quickly that this one was good. By all intents and purposes, it suited her past actions of leaping in head first, with or without support. It also made sure she was 'seen' and therefore no questions would be asked. Add in that she had been complaining about no one doing anything recently, and it wasn't a far stretch. "Before you ask though, you should also understand that more ships will eventually join yours, and you will fade to the background quite quickly. As such, most people will simply consider you doing one thing or another. This is one of our many plans that we will need help with. Your new cause, as people will most likely call it, will be seen helping those in need. And after the CIS has recovered, there is always something to do. Slaves in the galaxy, pirates at large, a drought on this planet, or a disease there. No one will question when you don't come back."

If Padme wasn't absolutely terrified of what they wanted, she would admire the effort that they had gone to. People would definitely benefit from this, and all it would cost would be her freedom, possibly her life. She didn't know, but she needed to find out. Let's start at the basics then she simply thought. "Why? Why me? Why not yourselves, and why did so many senators die?" These were the basics. She couldn't allow herself to get angry, she knew that.

Wissen pulled out a data padd, and placed it on the table. "You will find a lot of the information you need on there. Feel free to ask questions. We will be at our base in a few days. Till then, you will need to stay in here. It is a cell, I suppose, but better than most I would surmise." And with that, she stood up and walked out. Padme sat there thinking. Slowly grabbing the padd, she looked it over and then turned it on. It was 6 hours later when she came to one conclusion. Sithspit.

Ahsoka Tano slowly opened her eyes. She reached out with the force and felt her surroundings as she had been trained to do since she could remember. There were three walls and a fourth that was energized. A cell? So, she had been captured, but how. She remembered someone appearing out of nowhere briefly, a flash of red, and then… nothing. She felt again in the room and realized there was one other presence. Her best friend and fellow 9 year old youngling, Barriss Offee.

After they had both woken up and visually checked each other, they started to talk and compare. There wasn't much, the attack, being herded to a central area, the knights standing around and outside the door with sabers lit. The waves of anger, hate, and fear had really affected all of the younglings, and she had remembered thinking if this was it. Looking up at the sound of a door hissing, she saw a man with tousled dark hair and golden eyes, and a woman with brown hair that looked as if it was never straight a single day in her life. They were obviously human, and she saw the golden eyes on her too. As soon as she saw it though, it was only a blink later that their eyes seemed to change, his to green, hers to brown.

She noticed they looked healthy, and softly smiled. And then, they spoke. "Hello, my name is Harry, and this is Hermione." Waving a hand each, both she and Barriss jumped as two chairs appeared from nowhere. "We would like to talk."

Albus Dumbledore sat in his office awaiting this meeting. It was something he had set up after verifying his information. It had been three months since the disappearance of Harry Potter and Hermione Granger at the department of mysteries. He, like everyone else, had assumed that they were dead, and, with the knowledge of the prophecy, thought the dark had won. No, not just dark, Evil had won. He thought to himself. That was until recently. The goblins had contacted him, Harry and Hermione had somehow married, but the records gave some odd place that no one had ever heard of. The unspeakables had noted that according to their records, the two were older somehow. It made no sense.

He had delved into research, both esoteric and long thought either forgotten or simply ridiculous, and had come to a conclusion. It was insane, but, as one of his favorite stories went, 'when you have eliminated all other possibilities, whatever remains, no matter how improbable, is the answer.' Of course, with magic, many things were impossible until they happened, and it seemed in these times, Harry Potter was always at the center of it. He had to explain things, he had to make preparations, but the fate of the world rests on this meeting.

Feeling his wards go off, he called "Enter." Watching as Cyrus Greengrass and his daughter Daphne walked in, followed by Amelia Bones and her niece Susan, then came Cornelius Fudge, minister for magic, though for who knew how long was anyone's guess. So much time was lost because of his stubbornness. Next, was Sirius Black, having been recently exonerated after the battle. It was an attempt by Fudge to save his hide. He obviously hoped that being free, he would back him. A far fetched dream and longshot if I ever heard one.

Next to enter was the head of the unspeakable, only known as Croaker. Waving his wand and creating several chairs or loveseats as was appropriate, "Welcome. We have much to discuss. However, I should point out one important fact. Harry James Potter," taking a deep breath, he looked each of them in the eye, to ensure they saw he was serious, was not joking, and fully believed what he was about to tell them, "Is alive."

Chapter End

A/N Ok, so I have had some reviews about POV changes. I try to mark them or at least make it clear. I get that, and I do understand that at times, it can seem a bit much. However, I want to point out that I do these things because I do not want to get to a point later in the story, and simply throw something in their that comes out of left field for no reason, and simply make it seem as if it happened in the past and thats that. So I do POV changes to give a good overview of whats happening.

Harry and Hermione are the main characters of the story, but I want to give the reactions of several different players in the field because Star wars is such a rich universe. With that being said, you can usually count on the POV being either Harry or hermione, or both, Palpatine, Or the Jedi Council. There will be a few different ones also in the story to help move certain plots along or side stories or events. But it is the best way I can do this without just making short 1000 word chapters or less to tell a small part of the story, adn the other characters views are important in developing the story in my opinion. I do respect everyone's opinion, and I do take all reviews seriously, and consider them to help this story. But that does not mean I will always use that information, or it might not be used till later.

As far as their Sith Names, I have thought long and hard trying to find something appropriate for them, and eventually, I settled on german words for several reasons, that I am not going to go into right now. However, Hermiones name of Wissen means knowledge. Harrys name of Ehre means Honor. Their ship name of Versteckte Klinge means Hidden Blade. I felt these names where very true to their characters of where they came from and how they act, even now.

Finally, some people may wonder whats going on with Dumbledore adn the others. It will be explained and will have some reaching consequences.

Side Note, I have posted a chapter on a new story that was banging around in my head, and will work on it when i get locked up here for whatever reason.

I hope you liked this chapter. Remember to Read, Review, and Follow if you like.