It had only been a few months since Arten Starskimmer had accepted a baby boy from a woman he had known for several years. At the same time though, they had yet to meet with the two of them time traveling back and forth. Still, wherever they were in each other's timelines, he had accepted the young one she said was named Kazu and promised he would raise him as his own son.

But sometimes, it would seem, the Force decides it has other plans.

Arten knew they had landed just outside the krill farming village in which he lived. He had seen them coming when they entered the atmosphere. They didn't waste time finding the dwelling the two of them called home either. Both dressed in robes, one was an older, bald human with a tuft of facial hair on his chin. The other was a younger human with nothing but a ponytail.

The two of them spoke with Arten, all while continuously glancing at Kazu who kept staring at them from a bassinette. It was as if he knew that his future was being formed in front of his eyes.

It wasn't long before the two visitors got up, lifted Kazu from the bassinette, and carried him away to their ships.

Despite being just a baby Kazu's mind raced with the memories of his past life as they left. He thought of the queen he failed, the kingdom he didn't protect, and the princess he couldn't save. He was unsure of what a "Jedi" was or why one needed to be trained in what they called the "Force" but as they lifted off the planet, he kept coming back to the same conclusion:

This feels all wrong.