Pira-10 years ago.

"Oh Thorny do your trick please. I so love it when you lift me." Little Rheya said to her big brother Reed Thorn. Named after the thorns sticking out of his head. Him and his mother having come to them shortly after Song the mayor's wife had become pregnant with Tyran jr. It was that day his mother had caught him levitating Rheya that made him have to go to the mayor for a talk. Tyran offered the nervous boy of 11 his seat behind the ancient stone desk with a cross carved into the out set of it. "Candy or Brandy?" Tyran joked. The boy flushed. "Tea and a muffin so your mom won't get mad and then the candy." Tyran poured the tea and offered him one of the giant muffin's made by the mayor's own wife. After that the mayor handed him a book. "To be or not to be. A question of paths. Sith or Jedi."
Reed had lost his appetite and felt sick. "Hey hey easy tiger fish. So its true. Well give me the book back, bad choice. Here is another one. Much more suited for people like us." The title was a Case for the Grey. The book was not heavy as the other book was. It was more like a guide book or a rule book on how to respect and use each power when it was necessary. He had been using the book along with all the others he had been given since that day and the hidden library inside the cliffs. A pull on his shirt made him blink out of his past and look down at the 8 year old boy who was blushing profusely."Reed? What do you think of my new mother?" His little brother Tyran said shyly as he helped him pack for the cliff apartments."I think as long as you dazzle her with your special pets she'll be well loved by all. Including Buzzy and Beezy." The two tall bug Piranian's loved the boy best, it helped that he could converse in their language. Rheya peered around the corner of his door. "Can I come?" It was their own little game every time he went. "No you're a girl. Its strictly for boys." Tyran Jr's eyes lit up and he smiled big in hope. "Not for small fries, just men....which you'll be when your 10. Can you wait that long?" He raised an eye brow. The boy pouted and Reed reneged a little. "O.K. next Christmas. Is that better?" The boy's eyes lit up and his frown lifted into a small smile. Rheya hugged her big brother hard from behind, her hands wrapping around his chest. He grabbed them warmly,he loved her completely as a sister. Plus she wasn't for him. His was somewhere else among the stars waiting for him. He could feel it. "Me too?" He snickered as Rheya whispered in his ear. " You find yourself a good boyfriend and I'll let you have it for a honeymoon spot." Tyran jr made a face. Rheya snorted. "Fat chance. I won't be played for a fool a second time." Reed chuckled. "Life will get you for saying that sis. But I'll leave it up to fate to knock you for a loop." Rheya snorted and let go of her big brother. "Make you a bet." Reed laughed and gave her his hand. "What will it be this time? Last time it was your favorite pig sticker. This time...." Rheya thumbed her chin and thought for a moment. "Hmmm.....ah....how about being best man or woman at either of our weddings?" Reed took a deep breath and slowly let it go meditating on the go to see the love line in her aura....it was indeed there but the man's line was very odd. It started and stopped then started again. It didn't feel wrong just slightly confusing. He sliced his hand quick and shallow before passing the the knife on to her. Which she did without a thought before trying to crush his strong hand just like always. Just like always he winced even if she knew it was faked it always put smiles on all their faces. Rose listened just outside the room, hearing the loving banter the 3 had and wished not for the millionth time that Maul would have chosen to stay. It had been the worst and best two weeks of her life....he had told her he would come back for her when the war had settled down. That had been so long ago and she had heard nothing in all those years. Perhaps more because she would see that loving face posted in the obituaries or a dried out husk on some raiders machine. Her heart nearly burst with fear and then she heard Reed's laughter clear bright cheery it eased the fear right out of her. As long as Reed was alive the best parts of the two of them were alive and well. She tackled the 3 in a bear hug and onto the bed. " Oh mom! " He laughed as they all piled onto him in the old game of 'Dead man on the trunk.'

Feytal-Throne chamber:

Ticara now was tied to the queen's throne as the last and recent queen stood on the sand her pink eyes brimming with tears as her wings having fallen off in the first month. Then her tears were of happiness, now they waited for the long thick spikes of the ancient creature of the Blood Sands."Please! Please let her go! Let her go back home! Please!" The king raised his hand and the guards loosened their hold so that the last queen was able to run towards the edge.
"Be my queen and let me take you tonight." Ticara paled. "I'm not fertile till my first bloom and I haven't had it yet. What good is it to have taken me and have no child forthcoming?" His mouth opened only to have the last queen's scream come out of it. As her body rose up into the air, spikes stabbed through her belly and chest .Blood gurgling out of her mouth as she pushed fruitlessly at the creature's tentacles but soon went as limp as rag doll before being dragged down into the bloodied sands. Sands that by the next morning would carry no trace of blood or victim. The king tsked and reached over and patted Ticara's hand. "No need to fear my dear that will not happen to you. Those green eyes protect you.Plus you will not have a girl if you value your grandfather's life. But you are right, you are untouchable till your first bloom. Which will be somewhere in six months from now." He purred. Ticara swallowed hard as she watched the last queen's long slender hand seemed to beckon her towards the same future demise..

Tatooine-Mos Eslies:

Frey, Mora, Ameni, and Norn Fentuli looked at the list of merk's hiring crews. Many were not hiring more then 1 or 2, and some you had to be of a certain type to even get an audience with the leader. Frey sighed. "What the hell was wrong with us?" Mora and Ameni looked at their youngest non imprinted sister. "Its not only us, you helped." Frey let her tears fall. "I said 'WE' not you. I know I helped, but I don't understand why. Why did we do it? All I know is that I woke up with a need for some kind of revenge. I can't even recall what we did just that at the end....." Frey rushed to the bathroom to upend her stomach again. Mora sighed while Ameni rolled her eyes. Norn nodded and went in after Frey there was a lot of shuffling and a gasp and then nothing. Norn came out bloodied and smiling as his switchblade was covered with gore. He smiled all the way to the sand a blade stuck in his back. Ameni went to the refresher and found Frey dead, her face peaceful and clean she went to pull the few meager means from the body and found Frey's second knife having crossed her throat. Her eye's widening and looking up at a very alive Frey. "You always thought you were smarter. I may not know what the hell happened but I plan to find out, even if I can't return home I at least will try to make up for the lives we took. Good bye sister." Frey slipped out the hole in the roof and walked the tiles like her mother taught her. Maybe someday death would claim her and she could make her apologies to her dear uncle and his family personally. But first she needed answers and there was only one place to go for such things. Coruscant and the Jedi Temple. Not that she had any talents but she did have a few tricks up her sleeve to get at the books she needed. She smiled as she saw a ship with a call signs that hailed from the neighboring planet of Coruscant. Mora waited and then followed seeing her sister laying in her own blood and filth. "Stupid shit, but she did us a favor. We don't have to kill each other and now I can find my own group. Thanks Frey. I owe you one." With that she turned around and went to the most wealthy creature around. The Hutts were always looking for a few fresh faces and a good sense of reality. She whistled herself a good tune as she waved a taxi to her.

Malevolence, Count Dooku's Flagship:

Dooku had been thrown into unconsciousness when the sudden surge had hit. When he did rise it was to his medic droid standing by the side of his bed. He could tell something extraordinary had happened, for no one dared to enter his rooms and stay. Getting up he dressed with his usual flare his droid still silent as if waiting for him to ask. "What has transpired in my absence?" The droid took a moment as if weighting its options. How strange. "We have the intruder in the prisoner's hold my lord." Tyranus raised an eye brow as he turned to the distanced droid behind him. "Intruder? They are still alive?" The droid nodded. "Still unconscious but the female is still breathing." Dooku stilled in his advance. A female? "How did she find us? What ship is she in?" This time the droid stilled and slightly shook. How very odd."You must have your wiring checked you are shaking." The droid stopped it immediately. " To say she found us would be an understatement. To say she was in a ship would be an insult to any machine with the capability to fly." Dooku frowned at the machine who quickly replied. " It crashed into a unit of troops sir that were stretching their circuits. It landed on them from above, out of thin air. She was put into a cell after it was determined she was merely in a coma. " The information made him think that the droid was perhaps too old to be yet living. A swift hand gesture made the medic into a ball of junk to be fed to the fuel base for his ship, so not an entire loss. He then continued on his way to his throne room to be entertained by his guests, his hostages.
Sitting on his throne he cut the communications off with the angry and crying couple over their held to be daughter in law. He found it truly distasteful how he had to earn the extra money to advance this war. He had lost much of his own money during the last few losses. At least some of it now would be recuperated through such disgraceful means. He motioned one of his droids to send the girl to an escape pod, if for any reason her in laws refuse to keep paying the girl's mind would instruct the girl to kill all of them and then herself. A little parting gift. "My lord what of the intruder?" The droid said as it took the girl away. So his medical droid had not been broken. Tyranus nodded. "Instruct another droid to bring them to me." It was 10 minutes before the droid brought out a limp young woman in its arms. "Throw her to the ground perhaps that will wake her from her slumber." The dark lord smiled at his cruelty as he walked down to peruse this curiosity.
Morgan groaned as she bounced not once but twice on the hard unforgiving floor. Pain zipped down the whole length of her body.
Pain! How could she feel pain if she was dead?! She coughed and took a rasping breath she shut her eyes tighter hoping and praying that this was merely the long dark tunnel into hell. It had to be! A foot kicked at her back and broke whatever dellusions she had. She gasped at the pain that radiated and turned over.Turned over and started to laugh. Her beauty could not be imagined, but her laughter could not be tolerated when it was at he, Dark lord Tyranus Dooku. He nodded to one of his droids and her body rolled the length of his solar sailor, truly a waste. As he turned towards the door to make out his report for the day he was stopped by a rustling groan that turned into a scream of such magnitude it brought tears to his eyes. He saw the should be dead screaming as her death injury healed before his very eyes. What trickery was this? Some witch? No no witch could magic such a healing. From out of the Force this child came to him not the jedi nor his master, but to him. Him! An immortal assassin....no an apprentice....beauty....such beauty....all for him. All his for the taking, but first she needed to be trained in the arts and to send to his master to kill before taking her rightful place next to him. He smiled lightly as he began to enjoy her screams and then the whimpers a mere prelude to what he would put her through as he trained her. "Get her a suit of clothes, a meditation mat and a bowel of fruit and a water. Put it in one of the corners."

Obi-wan's flagship after a successful campaign:

Obi-wan winced as he eased himself into the warm shower, he chuckled and had to stop short after a few as the pain in his chest became a problem. If Anakin ever saw him like this he would never live it down. He'd become the joke of the whole group. Old man Obi-wan. He'd get walking sticks and other somewhat embarrassing items if it ever got out....He started to scream and passed out in the shower. When he woke he found himself hooked up to monitors and scanners, looking to the side he found Anakin dark ringed eyed and sleeping in the next bed. While in through the door came the nurse , doctor and healer.
"You are finally awake. We were getting worried if you would ever break the coma." At this Anakin woke and had to sit back down as he'd tried to get up too quickly. "Your up!" Obi-wan blinked. "How long was I out?" The doctor handed him the report. "2 weeks. I've been out for 2 weeks? What about the war? My men?" Anakin put his real hand on Obi-wan's shoulder. "We won the last battle. We haven't heard anything in these last 2 weeks which usually means they're cooking up something big when we finally do." Obi-wan looked down at his report again. His mind going over the last moments he could recall voluntarily.
The shower, the pain seeping in and then the screaming pain as if his whole head was being torn apart. "What happened to me?"
At his question the whole room went still. "What? You don't know?" The healer paled. "I am a very good jedi healer Master Kenobi but not even I with help could reach your mind. You were cut off from our help....we were hoping you could shed some light on the subject."