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Star Wars: A Legend Reborn (Nobodyman123 and Mistress Dizzy)

The massive Wookie yelped with pain as the younglings horns punched into him. With a growl that sounded somewhere between annoyed and enraged, he reached a massive hand toward the one who dared strike him.

"Chewie, that's enough!" said Solo. The smuggler knew that Chewbacca wouldn't hurt the kids. Not much anyway. Dropping the helmeted youngling back to the ground, he let out a series of quick roars.

"I know she headbutt you, but I'm sure its a misunderstanding." he said. "Friends of yours, kid?"

Adam let out a sigh, rubbing the bridge of his nose with his thumb and forefinger. "Yea, unfortunately." he said. "Han, meet Padawans Jin and Bastian. I honestly might have expected something like this."

Bastian quickly stood up and tried to square off with the wookie that dwarfed him. He could only imagine how ridiculous he looked.

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Bastian shrugged. "Who knows? But something tells me this isn't a social visit." The young mandalorian suddenly felt very concious about his beskar helmet, hoping it wouldn't reflect the early morning sun right into Master Skywalker's eyes. That would certainly be an embarrassing way to get caught. Realizing this, he tried to make himself seem as small as possible while still keeping an ear out for the conversation.

"Captain Solo." Adam said with a reverence that was only slightly patronizing. "Or is it General now?"

"Definitely General now." said the scruffy looking nerf herder. "Now that the Rebellion has some legitimacy, they need all the help they can get." Han stepped forward and clasped Adam's forearm with a firm grip. "It's good to see you doing well. How's the babysitting?"

Adam laughed. "Some days, I feel like they're teaching me more than I'm teaching them. They have a long way to go before they're ready to get involved with the galaxy, but their well on their way."

Han grimaced. "I'm glad. I know Organa has been pushing to get these kids enlisted as soon as possible, but thankfully most of the senate is on your side." It was pretty common knowledge that the relationship between the galaxy's first Supreme Chancellor in decades and the new Grandmaster of the Jedi Order was strained at the best of times. Master Skywalker's first and foremost concern was to protect the kids under his charge and keep them out of the war, while Chancellor Organa knew the galaxy needed more troops. The Empire was starting to lose ground in a few key systems, but victory was, by no means, guaranteed.

"In fact," General Solo said, becoming more serious. "That's partially why I'm here." With that, he reached for his pocket and pulled out a small holo-projector. "Rebel intelligence has uncovered some new developments that need your attention directly.

With a flick of his thumb, the projector came to life, showing an image that was just clear enough to be legible. In it, a figure in black armor and fluttering cape had his red lightsaber raised in a perfectly executed killing stroke.

"Vader." Adam said, his heart beginning to sink. Even after all this time, he still couldn't bring himself to call this man his father.

"Yes, but we don't know who this is." Solo said, pointing to another figure in the picture. At first glance, Adam thought it was nothing more than Vader's shadow. But after looking far more closely, he found this shadow was moving all on it's own. In it's hand was a lightsaber in mid draw. Unlit, but even from the still picture, Adam knew the wielder was fast.

What truly caught Adam off guard was the face, or rather, lack thereof. Vader's mask was harsh and war-like, but this one was smooth like glass.

"How did you get this picture?" Adam asked, his eyes not leaving the holo.

"There was a Bothan spy network on Danuta that managed to get this out to us before they were caught. The Imps had them displayed in the town square for all to see the same afternoon this holo was taken." Solo said grimly.
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Bastian's eyes were glued to the holo that this *General Solo* produced. So much so that he didn't hear the hard breathed from behind him til it was far too late.

"What is that sou-" Bastian started to say before he felt a massive had grab the back of his shirt and lift him into the air. The Wookie let out a growl that sounded somewhere between annoyed and amused.

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Even as Jin put her arm through his, Bastian was trying and failing to think of a reasonable explanation on why they should stop and find something less rebellious to do. "Fuck, she even offered the metal polish." Bastian thought to himself as he resigned himself to his fate. Maybe Master Skywalker would go easy on them?

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When they reached the small outdoor landing pad, Bastian couldn't help but notice at the ship that slowly touched down with it's landing tracks. He recognized it as a YT-1300 light freighter. Corellian made. Well loved by spacers of all stripes throughout the galaxy. Back in Bastian's grandfather's time anyway.

"No one in their right mind would fly a hunk of space garbage like that unless they were incredibly skilled, incredibly broke or incredibly stupid. I wonder which this guy is?" Bastian said from behind the nearby crate of parts that currently served as the pairs hiding place. hiding place.

Master Skywalker walked onto the pad as the ships small boarding ramp came down. From deep inside the ship, Bastian heard what sounded like a roar of some hellish monster. The kind of thing the myth keepers would tell around the campfire.

In the blink of an eye, a massive shape bounded down the ramp and, to Bastian's shock, tried to grapple the Jedi master. The creature was tall, easily dwarfing their master and was covered head to toe in coarse brown hair.

"I'm glad to see you too, Chewie." Adam said, returning the hug. "I hope Han hasn't been giving you too much trouble." The creature gave another growl that almost sounded like a laugh and let go.

"I think you have it backwards, kid." said a human male coming down the ramp. Bastian could tell this man was the pilot, as only a daredevil would swagger and draw out his words the way this man did. Bastian wondered if this was a real life Corellian?

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Somehow, Jin was the only person that could get Bastian to come out of his cold, durasteel shell. When it wasn't her whimsical, fun loving nature or her witty remarks, it was silly shit like pressing her entire face to his breastplate. His first instinct told him to step back, to keep her at bay. Yet, the feeling itself wasn't unpleasant.

After giving his brain the moment it needed to compute exactly was was going on, he found his voice. "No, my people don't have horns. At least, I don't think so..." he finally managed to say. "I feel like I would have noticed by now if we had." He glanced down to see she was still absorbed in his armor. Was she even listening to me?

Faking a cough, be spoke again. "Do you think its a good idea eavesdrop on Master Skywalker's business?" Bastian didn't know exactly what his master was up to, but he couldn't imagine it was anything for their ears. But this was how things usually went. Jin had a bad idea. Bastian would try to be the voice of reason. Bastian would fail miserably and then go along with Jin's shenanigans. It was the way of things. As constant and predictable as a sunrise.

Bastian, despite his better judgement, mentally prepared himself for what was about to come next.

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One of the benefits of being apart of a religion that mandated the everyday use of face-covering helmets was that no one could tell when your eyes were closed. Which is certainly what young Bastian Ordo was doing during the dreadfully slow history class. "Seriously..." he thought to himself as the gold plated droid was winding down his planned lesson for the day. "What scrap pile did Master Skywalker find this piece of crap? My clan's warriors wouldn't use this for target practice."

Thankfully, just as Bastian contemplated headbutting his own desk, the bell rang out. Free period was next, which suited the young warrior just fine. That meant spending more time with... her.

When Bastian left his kinsmen behind to go with the hooded strangers, they insisted on throwing a going away party. While Master Skywalker and the few Jedi he brought along enjoyed the festivities, Bastian and the rest of Clan Ordo knew exactly what they were celebrating. It was his own funeral, for they knew he would never return. So, the poor child found himself lost amongst the stars, surrounded by strangers. He knew that path of the Jedi was his future, but to turn his back on The Way, on his peoples culture, cut deep. He had contented himself on being alone, until she sought him out.

Was it curiousity? Pity? Something else entire? Whatever it was, Jin was the only being at the entire academy that Bastian would ever consider calling a friend.

Trying not to act eager, he sought out Jin in the bustle of his fellow student.

"It's free period." he said to Jin, his voice muffled by his helmet. "What should we do?"

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Across the galaxy...

"And so, class, the Jedi library on Ossus was lost for a time, but thanks to efforts, much of it's texts can be viewed in our own archives." droned on the metalic voice of C-3PO, a gold plated droid who had been with the academy for quite some time. Though original designed for etiquette and protocol, the talkative droid found some satisfaction in it's new role as a teacher.

Jedi Knight Adam Skywalker stood at the back of the room, bemused. History was an important part of Jedi studies, but even he could it admit it was a little boring. The two dozen students in this class would certainly agree.

For nearly three years, Adam had built and maintained the Naboo Academy, though he refused the title of Master. "Once the war is over, I can start calling myself that." he thought to himself. If I live that long.

Thanks to grants from the fledgling New Republic, as well as a few donations, the Naboo Academy was home to nearly a hundred Jedi. His earliest students had all stayed on to help him teach, but he knew that it would be decades before the Jedi Order returned to its former glory. Still, it was a start, and Adam was mostly content.

On occasion, his thoughts lingered to Kijani. Though their relationship was very short lived, Adam felt his heart ache at her absence. Part of him refused to believe that she had died. Sometimes, he could still feel her presence in the Force, though just barely. But it was a foolish notion, and he knew it. Nearly everyone he spoke to said she was gone.

If only she could see him now...

"Master." said a small voice from behind Adam. He recognized it as Corran Horn, one of his oldest students. "There is a ship coming to land at docking bay two. General Solo says he wishes to speak to you urgently." Adam smirked at the mention of his old friend. Coming on New Republic business, no doubt.

"I'll meet him there." Adam said. "And please see if he wants any refreshments."

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Vader breathed deep, showing no emotion at Oratrix's words. "The Emperor is not in the habit of rewarding failure, Darth Oratrix. Should your... strategy prove inadequate, then the Emperor will extend his wrath to you, as well." With that, Vader turned and walked away.

As he walked the halls of Death Star, Vader reflected on the meteoric rise of his masters new favorite. Though he could feel the Dark Side within her, but there was something that the Dark Lord of the Sith could only describe as off. As if she still had one foot in the light.

Where did her true loyalties lie?

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If Lord Vader felt any skepticism at his apprentice's attitude, he chose not to show it. "Very well." the Dark Lord stated. As he spoke, the Lambda shuttle began it's landing sequence, coming to a halt above the polished deck hanger and gently lowering.

Moff Jerjerrod had prepared a full honor guard for the arrival of the Sith Lords. Though he appeared to only be welcoming his guests with the deference they deserve, those serving under him knew better. Jerjerrod knew that the arrival of the Emperor's enforcers meant that his time was running out on this project. Any perceived insult to either of them could quickly end his career and his life.

When the pair approached the sweating Imperial officer, he glanced from one to the other in quick succession. "My lords, this is an unexpected pleasure. We are honored by your presence."

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The Lambda shuttle came out of hyperspace both on target and on time. The pilot, a youth straight from the academy, breathed a sigh of relief. They felt safe in the knowledge that their charges would soon get off his ship. Flying with one dark Jedi was bad enough, but two was enough to make him sweat.

He gazed out into the view port at their final destination. The Death Star II was finally beginning to take shape, but it was still far from complete. The hanger bay was fully functional, so that was good enough for him.

"We should be landing in just a few minutes, my lords." he said to his passengers.

"Good." said the looming black shape of Darth Vader. "Do not disturb us again until we land." The Dark Lord turned to his new apprentice.

"They are weeks behind schedule. The Emperor has decreed that we must... motivate them. I will let you take the lead on this, my young apprentice. Do not disappoint me."

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A LONG TIME AGO...