A/N: I don't know why I made this. Edited 9/13/21.

Italics are thoughts.

"Italics" with quotation marks is the language of the Gate world.

"Normal Dialogue", is Galactic Basic.

A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away…



Peace! After a long and costly civil war, the galaxy enters a new era. Following the downfall of the Galactic Empire, the New Republic became the governing body of the galaxy, yet the threat and fear of the Imperial remnants lingers.

Six years after the Battle of Endor, the heroes of the Rebellion became beacons of hope. General Leia Organa aided in the founding of the New Republic, yet her caution of an Imperial resurrection has caused some of her fellow senators to begin seeing her in an unsavory light. Former Rebellion general, Han Solo, has led secret expeditions to investigate the potential scheming of Imperial sympathizers.

Luke Skywalker, the now legendary last Jedi, has disappeared from the public eye. With the aid of Lor San Tekka, Luke searched the far reaches of the galaxy for remands of Jedi lore in hopes of starting a new JEDI ORDER. Yet as the galaxy's peace reigns, something foreboding in on the horizon…

It was an unexpected transmission. The emergency transmission network was for just that, emergency, thus it is only natural to wish it was never used. I hoped it was never used.

I gave it as a safeguard. A secret communications channel which connected with me directly. Only my closest allies knew of the channel. Something I deemed necessary after I became a recluse of sorts. With the end of the Empire and the disbanding of the Rebellion, my so called heroism was no longer needed. Some questioned if I would be at the forefront of the New Republic, but I would laugh, claiming I was not brave enough for politics to which my sister would laugh along and agree.

As quickly as I appeared, Luke Skywalker vanished from the public grandeur which came with being one of the saviors of the galaxy. I pursued my calling as the last Jedi. I trained and studied what I found, and believed it time to start a new order.

That was until I received a desperate transmission from an old friend. One of the Rebellion's most trusted soldiers.

"Commander Skywalker, this is Kes Dameron, and I need your help. My wife, Shara, is missing."

I did not know that this transmission would lead me to place beyond the confines of my universe.

Taungsday, Telona 12, 10 ABY.

1300 standard hours.

Yavin 4.

In the black void of space, the beautiful gas giant, Yavin, remained suspended. This planet with its twenty-six moons was familiar to any who fought in the civil war. Particularly the jungle moon, Yavin 4. This significantly smaller celestial body arguably held an incredible amount of history compared to other planets within the system. As the comparably small moon orbited the orange giant, its atmosphere was disrupted by the arrival of a ship exiting hyperspace.

The blue painted U-wing entered the atmosphere of Yavin 4 with usual protocol. Breaking through the atmosphere's various layers, it eventually entered into the clouded skies of the celestial body.

"Now approaching the colony. We should land in about twenty minutes."

The U-Wing's pilot announced to the other occupants of the ship, as few in number as they were.

"I've meant to visit Des and Shara, but not like this," The ship's co-pilot grumbled somberly before receiving a reassuring pat on the shoulder. The pink-skinned female fought alongside Kes Dameron and Shara Bey during the Civil War, and considered them very good friends.

"Come on Sakas, we both know Shara. She probably had a bad communicator or other faulty equipment, and got lost," The pilot attempted to lighten the mood.

"Be serious, Tuck. If that was the case then why haven't scanners found her already?" Sakas replied.

The Mikkian female then glanced back at the other members of their search group. Her sky blue eyes landed on the cloaked figure sitting calmly with an astromech droid at his side.

"Not to mention the sergeant sought his help..." Sakas finished silently.

Tuck focused on piloting the ship, but understood what she meant.

"What do you expect?" He started, "Given how much the sergeant loves Shara, seeking a Jedi's help seems tame."

Sakas faced away from the hooded knight, and sat awkwardly after hearing Tuck's remark. Sakas was born two years after the Empire's rise, so the Jedi were more stories if anything. She only learned the truth after joining the Rebellion.

The fall of the Jedi was only thirty years ago, yet it seemed like something so far away. The Empire left no stone unturned in their denouncing and erasing of the Jedi religion.

Tuck felt the same way, so using the word "Jedi" to refer to the former rebel commander felt strange.

The U-wing slowed as it neared the Dameron homestead, and calmly landed a few meters away from the settlement.

"We've arrived," Tuck announced as he powered down the engine and opened the exit hatch.

The Jedi occupant stood and patted his droid companion, "Come on Artoo."

The droid replied with joyful beeps before rolling forward and following its companion.

Once again the two pilots glanced back at the cloaked figure, which gained the attention of the fourth and final passenger.

"What's with the looks?" The annoyed, somewhat grumpy voice of their forgotten passenger asked. He was a burly and tan-skinned man with a white beard, and wizened features.

The two faced the older man, "Can you blame us, Gramps? Seeing Commander Skywalker like this is weird. One moment he's commanding Red Squadron, the next he's a Jedi Knight? From the little we've seen of him, such a jump is astronomical," Tuck explained.

Gramps was not the older rebel's real name, but the Pathfinders got to calling him that back in the day and it stuck. Even the Pathfinders' leader, Han Solo, called him that. It was unsure if anyone actually knew the man's real name.

"The Empire's propaganda is nothing but a memory now. Jedi or not, that is still the Luke Skywalker who fought alongside you," The bearded man told them before turning to exit the U-wing.

The former pathfinders stared at each other before falling behind the older man.

Meanwhile, Luke, followed closely by R2-D2, walked up to the waiting husband. He reached for his hood, and pulled it down revealing his short blond hair and youthful face.

"Sergeant Dameron, it's good to see you. I wished this reunion was under better circumstances," The Jedi Knight stated glumly as he shook Kes' hand.

"Even so, I'm sorry for calling you out of nowhere. I just couldn't help but have a bad feeling," Kes said.

Luke placed his gloved hand on the worried husband's shoulder as a sign of understanding, "It's all right. Your bad feeling is not unfounded. I've felt something strange lingering in the Force."

Kes merely nodded. He knew not of the Force and its mysteries, but trusted what the Jedi said. He then look passed Luke's shoulder, "Is that why you sought help from the Pathfinders?"

Luke turned to look at the disembarking soldiers, "I tried to get more help, but the others kindly refused. They send their apologies."

Kes waved it off, "They have no reason to help me. The Pathfinders were retired when the war ended. They are all moving on with their lives as Shara and I did. Honestly I'm surprised anyone answered the call."

"Give us more credit, Sergeant!" Tuck shouted as he walked up to his former superior.

Kes reached out his hand which Tuck gladly took, "We went through hell and back, of course we'd answer your call."

As Kes shook his former subordinate's hand he smiled, "I'm retired, it's just Kes now."

"All right, Sergeant Kes," Tuck said with extra emphasis on the "sergeant." Kes merely shook his head in exasperation.

Sakas humorously slapped Tuck upside the head, resulting in an overreaction from the blond human.

"Good to see you Dameron," She started, making sure not to refer to her former superior by his rank, "I hoped I would see you for drinks, not a search and rescue. How's Poe?"

Kes shook her hand with a thanks before scratching his beard worriedly, "He's fine. I haven't told him about Shara. He's used to us going out weeks at a time when we go to set up more scanners for our colony's defense. With the recent increase in residents throughout Massassi Valley, we've reestablished the various sensors left behind when this was a Rebel hideout."

"So she went to set one up and never came back? How long has she been gone?" Gramps walked up to the reunited squad, and gladly shook Kes' hand.

"When I called Luke, she hadn't made contact in a little under a day. Even if it was faulty equipment she would have returned by now. The alert went off around noon, and the antenna is only a few hours away," Kes explained.

"So she was setting up another relay tower for the scanner, and went missing," Gramps reiterated.

Kes shook his head slightly, "Not exactly."

Kes removed his portable scanner from his hip belt, and turned it on. The three former Pathfinders huddled to look at the green screen.

"With the relay antennae our simple scanner increases in range ten-fold, and it was here," He pointed out a brighter dot on the screen. There were about six scattered in various locations around the valley and beyond.

The one Kes pointed to was northeast of their location. About fifteen klicks out, "We got automatic alerts that this antenna was malfunctioning. It disrupted with the entire colony's scanners, so we decided to go and investigate since we were the closest. We usually switch turns when going out, and now I wished I was more insistent on going."

"Then we would be in the same situation. Don't beat yourself over it kid," Gramps patted the worried husband's back.

"Yeah, we all know Shara. She's not only an ace pilot, but a crack shot. I'm telling you it's a case of faulty equipment. Worst-case scenario is she got lost, and found herself somewhere the scanner cannot reach. This is precious equipment but it's not perfect. Even with these many relay antennae there are bound to be blind spots," Tuck reassured once again.

"We can only hope that is the case."

"Given the distance, it should have taken her at most three hours to reach the antenna. Traversing through the dense forest increases the time, and then actually finding what's wrong with the antenna and fixing it would have extended the trip, and that is not mentioning unforeseen obstacles. Even then she should have returned with at least half the day left," Kes explained.

"Then this involves a third party," Gramps commented.

"If that were the case, the colonists would be alerted of the sudden increase in activity," Sakas added.

"Wait, why didn't she take her A-wing?" Tuck pointed out.

Kes shifted his body to view the dormant A-wing which remained parked outside his home, "Unfortunately we had an unexpected storm a few weeks back. The ship was struck by lightning and one of the sublight engines was damaged. She was in the process of fixing it when the scanner malfunctioned."

Tuck nodded at the explanation.

"What do you think..." Tuck turned to Luke, who he assumed was still standing with the group. He trailed off when he realized the Jedi was no longer at his side.

Luke stood in front of a small tree which had grown some since the last time he saw it. He stood calm and shut his eyes.

Luke's senses reached out, and expanded beyond the small valley. He could feel it...the Force flowed on Yavin 4 freely and plentifully, as per usual for fauna and flora. Planets like this felt more alive in the Force as there were more living things binding it together. As opposed to Coruscant which felt diluted in terms of natural living force. That and the Force-sensitive tree in front of him also increased his connection.

As he basked in the natural warmth brought about by the high Force concentration, his impromptu mediation was disrupted when a sharp image appeared in his mind. The Force led him here for a reason, and seeing the same vision again confirmed his thoughts. Luke's eyes opened and his brow narrowed.

"That transparent structure again...what does this mean? Why has the Force brought me here, and why does it feels so...foreboding?" Luke commented to himself. His mind drifted to his sister, and he wondered if she felt the disturbance as he did. Even if she stopped Jedi training, her affinity was ever present. The result of her Skywalker blood.

The concerned beeps of Artoo lifted the fierce look he wore. He gave the droid a smile, and placed his right hand on the top of its dome, "Don't worry Artoo, I'm fine, but I fear Lieutenant Bey's disappearance is part of something greater."

The Jedi turned and calmly walked back to the group who watched him with mixed confusion and curiosity.

"Forgive me. I was distracted by the tree. It's grown some hasn't it?" Luke turned to look at the Force-sensitive tree once more to emphasize his thought, but the rather off-topic remark caused even more confusion. Kes decided to break the silence.

"Uh...Yeah, but a tree like that will take decades to fully grow," Kes answered.

Luke then faced him, "Kes, what made you contact me? Not that it's a problem, I'm just curious as to why you chose me. Given the extensive colonial defenses, I'd expect a search party before contacting me."

Kes took a moment to answer, "Well that was the initial plan. I was going speak with the other residents to form a search party, but I then remembered you. It was more of a fluke to contact you than anything. Just a sudden feeling I got."

Luke's kind face turned contemplative, "So this is the work of the Force. Your feeling was no mere fluke."

"What do you mean?"

The former Pathfinders listened intently as the Jedi explained.

"Around a month before your call I felt a disturbance, nothing grand, but big enough for me to notice. Foolishly I pushed it to the back of my mind...again it was nothing grand, and given how I was busy on Lew'el at the time, I let it remain unnoticed until recently. Not a day before your transmission, I had a vision. Images of things completely foreign, but among them was something similar, this planet," Luke did not miss the increasing confusion. Honestly he couldn't blame them, even he, a Jedi Knight, knew no more about the visions than they did.

"So do you think your visions have something to do with Shara's disappearance?" Kes asked trying to make sense of what Luke said.

"It's just a feeling, but I do know is you contacting me was no fluke. It is clear that the Force wanted me to be here," Luke trailed off causing the others to look at each other with unsure expressions.

Luke could sense their confusion and quickly did away with his contemplative expression and placed a hand on Kes' shoulder.

"That being said, whether or not they are connected makes no difference. I am here to help find Lieutenant Bey, so that shall be the priority," Luke gave a reassuring smile which seemed to put everyone at ease, or at least at a certain level of ease given why they were here.

"Thank you, Luke," Kes smiled back before explaining to Luke what he had explained to the others. After the rundown, Luke thought for a moment.

"Did Lieutenant Bey take any weapons with her?"

"Just the standard blaster, a DH-17. Oh, and I'm sure she wouldn't mind you calling her Shara. The titles are bit much for retirees like us."

Luke nodded in understanding, "Very well. With the information we have, I think the best course of action would be investigating her last known location. It'd be quicker to take the U-Wing."

"You're not wrong, but given how dense the forest is, I doubt we'll find a solid place to land," Tuck said.

"There's bound to be an open area. Even with the dense forest, there are scattered meadows all over," Sakas added.

"There is no use in talking about it. It'd be better to get an aerial view instead of wasting time here," Gramps interjected.

Luke stepped up, "Gramps is right, we should start with an aerial overview. Additionally I can jump down over the scanner's location to investigate while you look for a landing place."

They all nodded at the plan and headed to board the U-wing. Luke stayed behind momentarily.

"I'll go inform the other colonists about your investigation. I already told them you'd be coming, but it's better to be safe than have a bunch of panicking settlers," Kes gave Luke a pat on the shoulder and a knowing nod before turning and heading into his home.

Luke watched him enter his home before turning to head to the U-wing. As he walked, Artoo followed suit, making Luke stop and kneel down.

"You stay here Artoo. I still can't shake this feeling, so I need you safe to contact Leia and Han should it be necessary, okay?" Luke explained as he patted the droid's dome fondly. The astromech beeped sadly before beeping again in understanding.

Luke stood with a smile, "Don't worry, the Force is with us," He then handed Artoo a white cylinder, a comlink.

Luke turned and walked toward the U-wing, this time alone. Artoo watched him go as he held the comlink with his retractable claw.

Soon enough Luke boarded the ship, and the search team took off.

A few minutes later, the U-wing flew over the expansive jungles of Yavin 4, "We're just over the antenna."

Luke stood from his seat and walked over to the exit hatch, "Open the hatch."

Sakas flipped a switch, and the entrance hatch slowly opened. Wind fluttered Luke's cloak violently as he stepped forward and ducked to jump out.

"Hey, I think I see an opening for us to land," Sakas said which caused Luke to hesitate.

Luke looked over to the cockpit, "How far is it?"

Sakas looked through the cockpit's windows, "I'd say about a klick southeast from the antenna, maybe less."

"Once you land, equip yourselves, and get a layout of the land before heading to me. If anything happens contact me," Luke finished by raising his arm to show the wrist mounted comlink. The occupants nodded.

Luke then turned back to the opened hatch and jumped down to the forest below. The hatch closed soon after, and the U-wing flew to the open area.

Although he was above the tree line, Luke landed without issue. He glanced up momentarily to watch the U-wing fly away before focusing on his objective. The forest was dense with flora, but Luke easily jumped over fallen logs and passed through the variety of trees standing sentinel. He could hear the sounds of nature as he calmly yet briskly made his way to the antenna.

Luke kept himself from stopping and taking in all the noises and smells of the beautiful location. Having grown up on a desert planet, he lived nearly twenty years without so much as seeing a tree, so being surrounded by so much life and green still stirred the adventurous bug within him. He forced his inner child to the back of his mind, as he arrived at a small waterfall. Atop the rocks he could see the antenna.

Although they called it an antenna, it was more of a cylinder with a metal rod sticking up from its top. That rod would be the antenna while the cylindrical base was the rest of the components which ran the scanner.

The waterfall was not incredibly tall, maybe a little over five meters. The creek, which the waterfall fed into, was at most a meter in width.

Luke stepped up to the small cliff, and observed it before jumping up with supernatural skill granted to him by the Force. He jumped once onto an exposed ledge then again, and quickly made it over.

The cylindrical antenna was nearer to the tree line than the creek. He walked over to observe the antenna. Nothing was out of place with the device itself so he looked around the ground to spot any sign that Shara was there.

Kes told them that Shara's last transmission was a confirmation that she managed to fix the antenna, and was heading back, so where did she go?

The crew of the U-Wing managed to land in a large meadow with vibrantly green grass. The meadow itself was oval shaped, with slight fluctuations in the tree line towards the middle. At the point where the two opposing tree lines were closest, there was a seventy-five meter distance, and the greatest distance between the two tree lines, where the U-wing landed, was around ninety meters.

Tuck was in front of the U-wing's two S-foils. He scanned the area with a pair of thermal binoculars for any sign of life, "Other than local wildlife, there doesn't seem to be any humanoids around."

Tuck lowered the binoculars and let them hang loosely from his neck. He also had an A280-CFE rifle hanging via shoulder strap.

"Well then, we should start heading toward Skywalker," Sakas walked up beside him with an A280 in her hand, also supported with a shoulder strap. At her hip she had a holstered DH-17.

"All right you two, let's get moving," Gramps' voice caused them to turn to him.

The bearded man held a TL-50 in both hands. He strapped a bandolier around his torso with three thermal detonators hanging on it.

They all had backpacks carrying some rations, basic medical supplies, and in Gramps' case two additional thermal imploders. Although they were no longer Pathfinders, they still carried themselves as such.

Gramps passed the two younger members signaling for the two to follow behind him. They broke into a brisk pace, not exactly running, but akin to a fast jog.

They were to cross the meadow, which was about two hundred meters end to end, and head northwest toward Luke's location, and they made it about half-way when Sakas suddenly stopped, "Wait!"

Gramps and Tuck stopped and held their blasters tightly, "What is it? Did you spot something?"

They glanced at her, before scanning the area. They were quite literally sitting pelikki in the center of the meadow. As the two scanned, their eyes landed on what alarmed the Mikkian. It was a wall...a transparent wall.

"How didn't we see that before?" Gramps held his blaster at the ready. He crept forward, and Tuck and Sakas did the same.

They neared it and were slowly circling it. They kept a safe distance from the wall as they went around. Once they reach a different viewpoint, they realize it was not a wall, but some sort of entrance.

"It's like a small hanger," Tuck said.

"Or an entrance like the base on Endor," Gramps remarked as he remained defensive around the object.

"It's like some type of cloaking device," Tuck walked to the back, and could see straight through.

"No, it seems completely intangible," Sakas neared the strange object.

If it was a cloaking mechanism then they would notice as they neared. Peering through what seemed like the entrance, she only saw Tuck looking back at her. There was not any hatch on the ground implying it was an entrance to a base.

Sakas walked passed the "entrance" threshold, and stepped on the ground just to be sure that there was not a hidden hatch. She could still see Tuck on the other side of the structure's back wall. Gramps maintained a safe distance a few feet from the "entrance."

"Intangible huh..." Tuck muttered before deciding to place his hand on the clear wall. The instant his hand touched it, a ripple went through the structure, and before the three realized what happened, the once see-through structure became solid.

Luke left the antenna after finding a foot print near the creek. It seemed the river had overflowed, causing its banks to be extra muddy. Thus, when someone stepped in the mud, it left a visible imprint.

Since the creek returned to its usual water levels, the mud eventually dried up, leaving a solidified boot print. Given the direction the print was facing, Luke deduced whoever caused the print went across the creek and further into the forest. So he hopped over the small creek and found even more dried prints leading into the forest.

He walked casually with his cloak covering him, and it only parted when he took steps. Even with his arms handing lazily at his sides underneath the black cloak, he was an instant away from taking his weapon and igniting it. All that was needed was a sign of danger.

He walked further away from the creek, and into the dense forest. After a few moments of walking, he found a parting within the trees. Eventually he came to a clearing. Nothing big, just a parting of the trees. A perfect place for a small camp.

At the center of the opening he saw bundled bricks and wood. Clearly someone stayed here and made a fire. Luke remained still at the parting of the trees, and allowed his senses to reach out in search for any sign of danger. He found none.

They must have stayed here...was it Shara? No... Luke slowly stepped around the former campsite looking around for any clue. Whoever stayed here was long gone, Luke concluded.

After scanning the ground and trees, he found nothing. That was until his eyes landed on a circular scorch mark. It was on a tree that stood across the parting, which led into the small clearing. It was nearly unnoticed due to the tree's bark being a darker shade. His left hand brushed over the scorch mark, noting how it hadn't dug far into the bark.

If Shara came the same way I did, and stumbled upon whoever was camping here, she had a reason to fire. The dent in the bark isn't deep, so the blaster bolt went through something before stopping. Knowing Shara, she didn't miss, Luke reasoned as he viewed the empty area.

He walked over to the opening's entrance, "If she came from here, she would have a perfect view of that tree."

Luke scanned the area for anymore scorch marks, and found none. As far as he could tell she didn't fire again. That must mean they got to her after she hit whoever was up against that tree.

I'm missing something...something important, Luke shifted his feet and went to look around once more when something shiny blinded him. He instinctively placed his hand up to block the redirected light.

Curious as to what was causing the reflection, he walked over to where the object was. He knelt down and picked it up.

It was metal shaped into a point. The tip was covered in a dried, red pigment. The remnant of blood.

"An arrow?"

Luke inspected the primitive projectile. What remained of the shaft had dried blood as well. The few centimeters of wood still attached to the metal tip had a splintered end, indicating that someone snapped it.

As he went to look around more, his investigation was halted. Not by something physical, although it felt physical to a Force-sensitive being like him. It was a disturbance...not just a small one, but a ripple which merely grew until it hit Luke's psyche. He nearly dropped the broken arrow, and his body instinctively turned toward the direction of the meadow.

It was like a beacon telling him where to face, and he found himself momentarily frozen.

Luke had never felt something this potent. Almost as if the Force was screaming at him.

A/N: Hope you liked it. If you didn't, sorry. I honestly don't know why I made this.