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AN: Just a strange idea I had for Star Wars. Enjoy!

Almost a millennium passed after the death of Darth Krayt, and it was then the impossible happened: the Jedi and Sith made peace. The two orders that went at each other's throats for so long, now were willing to work together. I thought we finally reached peace, but I was wrong.

For years, I have watched the ideals of both order being twisted into something else as I noticed old animosities were rekindled. The Jedi reverted back to its ban on attachment, and the Sith continued to focus more on their blind passions. At first, I did not noticed it, but when I heard the Imperial Knights were disbanded, it gained my attention.

I studied both orders for half of my life, so I thought with what I had, I could make them realize the error of their ways. I was wrong. I was called a heretic by both Jedi and Sith, and harassed as a result. Their resolve to make me conform to their ways kept on taking away apart of my soul.

No more. I've had enough. I see now that no matter what I do, they will not listen. I have to get out of here and fast!

A thousand years after the death of Darth Krayt, and the city-planet of Corusant appeared as it did during the ages of the Old Republic. The skyscrapers stood tall and proud, representing the years of peace that followed after Krayt's rule. There were still remnants of polluted clouds in Corusant's blue skies, but they were a few now, thanks to the Galactic Federation Triumvirate.

The rebuilt Jedi Temple was placed in its original location, replacing the Temple of the Sith formed by Darth Krayt after he managed to capture it during the Sith-Imperial War. It retained the four familiar spires around the ziggurat, but on top of ziggurat, the spire that contained the Jedi Council chamber was enclosed in a pyramid. Also, there were four smaller pyramids placed at each corner of the building.

Many kilometers away, but in plain view range, one could see the Sith Temple. The black bricks of the temple took the shape of a pyramid, much like the pyramids on the Jedi Temple, but the top bit was cut off. Etched onto the black stone were hieroglyphics that told the tale of the Sith, starting from the exiled Dark Jedi to the time of Darth Krayt's ascension to power.

To see two such structures on the same planet would astonish anyone, for it was common knowledge that the Jedi and Sith did not get along. Like feuding siblings, the two Orders were at each others throats for centuries upon centuries. But even feuding siblings can learn to understand-and possibly, respect-one another. What happened between the Jedi and the Sith was no exception.

Away from both temples was a man running for his life, through the crowds of Corusant's Upper Levels. The man appeared to be in his late twenties with black hair on his dark brown skin and his blue eyes darting around for an exit out of the maze of Corusan'ts streets. His attire was comprised of a brown shirt and pants underneath his cloak that had a darker shade of brown. The civilians would have noticed the man's lightsaber hanging from his belt if he was not running so fast.

When the man ran past a person, that said person's gaze would always the man, right before four more cloaked figures went passed him, or her. Each of the figures wore a cloak around their bodies, two of them colored black, while the other two were light brown. Gripped in their hands were their respective lightsabers.

The man continued to run passed the streets, using both the Force and his own legs to increase his speed. It did work to widen the distance between him and his pursuers, but the man found himself screeching to halt when he noticed the street ended. The man did not came upon a wall, but the dark, long depths of Corusant that was only taken by traffic.

Turning back around, the man could see the four cloaked figures approaching him, all them cutting off his possible escape routes, save for the giant metropolitan abyss behind him. The four figures activated their lightsabers, and two red blades shot out for the black cloaked figures, while green and blue blades hummed in front of the other two. Everyone witnessing the event kept a safe distance, even though they not sure what was going on.

The man's blue eyes darted to each of his pursuers. He recognized the two brown figures as Jedi and the other two as Sith, using their Force signatures and the color of their lightsaber blades. However, he did not know their strengths and was not willing to risk his own life to figure that out.

One of the Jedi, a Zabrak pointed her blue lightsaber at her target. "There is no where for you to run! Surrender and come peacefully!"

The man could sense a small hint of pride inside of his four pursuers, since they felt they finally cornered the person they were after. That same pride was the result of a hidden evil that manipulated both Jedi and Sith. The man recognized it well, and he could not help but let out a laugh that echoed through the streets.

A human Sith glared his two yellow eyes at the man. "What's so funny?" he demanded.

Replying to the Sith's question, the man swung his arms open wide as if he was going to embrace someone. His laughter never stopped as he looked at the Corusant's skies. "This! The Jedi, the Sith, everything!" the man laughed. "There is a great evil here! I tried to warn you, but you won't listen!"

The man brought his head back towards the Jedi and Sith, and shivers ran down their spines upon seeing a crazed look on his face. "And now, you will suffer because of it!" the man spat, this time his voice filled with venom. "In the end, you will all die!"

With that, the man hung his arms as he sides, and everyone's eyes widen at the sight of the man taking a step back, allowing body to fall into the depths of Corusant...

AN: That's all I have for now. Please leave your thoughts in the reviews and if anyone is interested, please send me a PM, or leave a review. Thank you.

Raika out!