Terry Black lay flat on his stomach with a gapping lightsaber hole to his side. His lower body was trapped under a pile of rubble too heavy for him to use the Force to lift it. What hurt Terry the most was that it was his friend, Barriss, who did it. Everything that happened to him during his ordeal was because of Barriss. What Barriss didn't know was that Terry had secretly recorded the entire scuffle on a holocron. It had everything to clear Terry's name, but it seemed it would be played after his death.

Terry: After everything I've been through, all the close calls, this is how it ends?

The pain from the rubble and his wounds were making Terry weak and his vision was starting to get darker. He closed his eyes, preparing for the end, when another pain woke him up.

Terry: OW!

Terry looked at his right hand and saw a small black spider biting down on his hand. A few seconds later, Terry felt his entire body go limp and he blacked out. When he came to, he saw that he wasn't in the warehouse anymore. He was on a giant web surrounded by spiders and a giant, massive spider looking down on him. The spider had a grotesque look and it's body was a combination of hair and skin.

Spider: Why do you tremble, little man? My bite gives those with purity in their hearts a power unlike anything. Never before has a Jedi ever received this power, so you will do what no Jedi before you has ever done.

With that, Terry blacked out again and when he came to, he was back in the warehouse. This time, he wasn't under the rubble anymore but hanging from the ceiling in some sort of web. Shaking himself free, Terry could feel that he was different. He felt stronger, faster, and his senses had been greatly magnified. Even more, he felt that his wounds and injuries had healed.

Terry: It's a miracle. I feel fully healed! Even my-

Terry was interrupted by his head giving a strange sense warning that told him that Clone troops were about to enter. Not wasting any time, Terry quickly grabbed his lightsaber and jumped through an open roof window just as the Clones entered the warehouse.

Clone 1: Spread out!

Clone 2: He's got to be here!

Clone 3: Clear over here!

Clone 4: Sir, over here!

Wolff: Nano-droids! The same droids used in the bombing. Any of you find Terry?

Clone 3: All clear sir!

Clone 1: Sir, you should take a look at this.

Wolff: Webbing? Where'd this come from? I'll report back.

As the Clones inspected the warehouse, Terry was making a run for it. His agility was increased to where he couldn't stop moving, his hands had become like spider legs allowing him to climb up walls like a spider, and most of all he could shoot organic webbing out of his hands. That spider bite changed him. More strange, his lightsaber no longer glowed green, it now glowed with a whitish grayish glow. Also, he checked the holocron he used to record his encounter with Barriss and saw it had everything.

Terry: Now I know what to do. Time to clear my name, but I'm gonna need some new clothes. And there is only one place I can get them.

Terry set out preparing to return to the Temple and sneak into his room where he kept a secret set of clothes that no one knew about except his master, who was lost in the bombing. The clothing belonged to his father and he remembered his father telling him that he would wear it when he was old enough. After his parents were killed and his master came to take him to the temple, Bruce allowed Terry to bring his heirloom with him.