Chapter Text
At the beginning, a planet was formed. Barren, yet teeming with energy.
A Force.
Life began here. And with the beginning of life, the Force began as well. It flows through everything.
Touches everything.
Connects everything.
But with everything light that formed, darkness followed. Powerful Force Priestesses lived on this planet. Completely open to the Force.
All-knowing.
They saw one day a terrible darkness would arise. And with it, two shining lights that would battle it. And thus, the prophecy was spoken:
Sensitive in nature
Subjected to darkness
Separated they are malleable
Stronger together
United in conflict
Hope has risen
Order is approaching
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Roughly 3,000 years later
Geonosis – Luthor Empire Home Planet
Lex felt her presence approaching. He could feel the power that followed her. He straightened his stance and glanced at his younger sister.
“Sit up straight, Lena. Mother is about to walk in.”
The eleven-year-old girl quickly fixed her posture, and then returned to her datapad, continuing her reading.
Lillian entered the room, her black cloak billowing behind her as she notices her two children.
“Good afternoon, Mother.”
“Lex, we have issues to discuss.”
“About?”
“A prophecy. One that could mean the downfall of our Empire and of everything your father worked so hard to build,” Lillian says and walks further into the room, using a holopad to project a hologram of the galaxy in the room. Lena lifted her head, taking in all of the different planetary systems in awe.
“And which prophecy would that be?”
“An old one. As old as the galaxy itself. It mentions someone who is sensitive in nature. A Force user, most likely.”
“Well there are many people who use the Force, what distinguishes this person from the rest?” Lex asks, slowly walking around the room.
“The prophecy also mentions that order is approaching. This particular Force user could bring peace to the galaxy. Only someone who is very powerful could be capable of such a thing.”
“Well I do know of one planet that has a weird balance in its core. It is not easily subjected to the Force, but in rare cases, it produces some of the most powerful Jedi the galaxy has ever seen,” Lex states, stopping in one corner of the room. He reaches up to the hologram, and expands a section of the galaxy, zooming in on a few select planets.
“Here, in the Rao system. The planet Krypton.”
Lillian nods her head. “Prepare the troops. We destroy Krypton in two days,” she says promptly, exiting the room with her son behind her.
Lena’s eyes widened, horror stricken across her face. How could her mother just destroy a planet, on the whim some old prophecy may be referring to these people? She slowly stands, padding over the hologram where the planet is being projected. She taps on the planet, and the image of it gets bigger. She takes in the slight red hue of the planet, mesmerizing the image of a planet she cannot save.
“I’m sorry…” she whispers into the empty space, before turning the hologram off and exiting the room.
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Krypton
They did not expect the attack, or any attack for that matter.
The TIE fighters and bombers descended upon the planet first. Buildings were burned. Cities were decimated.
Astra had been in her home when the planet wide distress signal began, projecting a hologram into every building, warning the citizens of the attack that had begun.
She lived on the outskirts of Argo City, and could hear the ships firing upon the city.
An attack on Krypton was unprecedented. They had always been a peaceful people, specializing in developing new technologies, helping to improve the lives of species on all planets.
They were ill-equipped to battle Stormtroopers, having very little defense, and their only weapons belonging to their governing police force.
Astra looked out her window facing the city, to be met by the sight of it engulfed in flames. Then the Stormtroopers landed, and she saw them firing upon the citizens in the streets.
She knew they would start marching into the suburbs, they were here for a reason. To destroy the planet.
Her front door burst open, Alura stumbling through the doorway. She was drenched in blood and Astra rushed to her sister’s side, leading her to the couch.
“Alura… Where is Zor-El?”
“He and Non were both killed in the first bombing,” Alura says mournfully, gasping for breath. Astra sees a main wound on her sister’s side, and shoves a pillow against it, hoping to stop the bleeding.
“Astra, I hope they did not suffer.”
“I’m not worried about their suffering, dear sister,” Astra murmurs, hoping to reassure her. Alura slowly moves and cups her sister’s cheek in her hand.
“I am grateful that Kara is off world, and that’s thanks to you.”
“The child would have been fine even if she was. She’s strong.”
“Promise me, Astra. Promise me that she will not suffer like we have.”
“I promise you, sister,” Astra confirms, and then she hears a gunshot. Her sister’s hand falls from her face, leaving a bloody handprint on her cheek. She looks down and her sister’s body is limp, lifeless.
Astra turns, and there’s a Stormtrooper standing in her doorway, gun aimed at her. Astra grabs a lamp that’s next to the couch and chucks it at the Stormtrooper. It hits him in the chest, and Astra charges him, hoping to disarm him.
A few gunshots go off, and then there’s no movement in the house.
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Coruscant - Jedi Temple
“Alex come on! J’onn and Kal told us we could watch the sunset on the roof tonight!” A jubilant young girl with long, blonde hair ran up to her close friend, the Alex in question, with a joyous look on her face.
“I know Kara. I need to finish eating first. We all don’t inhale our food like you do.”
“I don’t inhale it. You just eat slow,” Kara says defiantly, poking Alex in the arm.
“You know, one day someone is going to question why you get so excited over sunsets. As future Jedi, we aren’t allowed to show emotions over such trivial things,” Alex says, finishing her food and clearing up her trash.
“Sunsets are not trivial. They radiate light and happiness. Something you need to do more of.”
Alex rolls her eyes and the two leave the cantina, making their way to the roof.
They reach the rooftop, Kara happily sitting down and looking out over the horizon. Alex takes a seat next to her and plays with the singular braid that reaches past her cropped hair, distinguishing her as a padawan.
“Has Kal said anything about the next mission he’s taking you on?”
“Nope. I think he wants to give me a few weeks to practice more on my technique. He says my lightsaber skills aren’t refined enough,” the blonde mutters with a huff. “J’onn say anything to you?”
“He said we’re going to Yavin 4. The Council needs to start trading with them again and they want J’onn to bring some peace offering or something. I don’t know. But I’m looking forward to it.”
“Lucky...” Kara says and brushes some of her hair off her shoulder.
The sun begins to set, Kara watching, an awed expression on her face. Alex sits stoically next to her, grateful to have such a close friend.
“Do you think J’onn would let me go home and visit my mom soon?” the redhead asks, staring at the sunset. After a few seconds with no response, she looks over at her friend. “Kara?” She asks, noticing how the blonde has tensed up.
Pain.
Fear.
Loss.
Kara can feel it all through the Force. It flows through her, paralyzing her. She can hear the screams. The pleas for help. Her hands go to her head, nails digging into her scalp, trying to get the voices to stop.
“Kara?” Alex asks again, her worry growing.
The tears begin to flow. Kara can feel the darkness surrounding Krypton. The evil that follows the Luthor Empire. The fear that it invokes.
Alex rests her hands on both of Kara’s arms, looking Kara in the eyes, but can tell that Kara does not see her.
“Kara. Kara,” she says forcefully, trying to get Kara to focus on her.
The blonde’s mind is paralyzed inside of her. She hasn’t fully grasped how powerful the Force runs through her. She can’t control it. She can only feel the loss of life through the Force; her people, her home world being destroyed.
J’onn finds them on the roof. Alex holding Kara close to her. Kara’s nails dug further into her scalp, drawing blood. He was with Kal when the attack began; watching his fellow Jedi Knight suffer, unable to escape the agony.
J’onn gently picked up the young Kryptonian, taking her down to her room, Alex following behind.
“What’s wrong with her? What’s going on?” Alex asks, worried for her friend’s well-being.
“We believe Krypton is under attack from the Empire,” J’onn says quietly after laying Kara in her bed.
“We have to help her! She’s in pain!”
“We cannot help her Alex. We have to wait for the attack to be over.”
“You can use the Force Meld! Help lessen the pain!” Alex yells indignantly.
“Both her and Kal-El are more sensitive to the Force than us. They can feel the attack happening systems away. If anyone were to try and Force Meld with them right now, they wouldn’t be able to help. Even a Jedi Knight as strong as Kal cannot try and lessen the pain he feels from this. It is their home world being attacked,” J’onn explains calmly to his young padawan.
“She’s suffering!” The young girl yells again, able to feel Kara’s pain through the Force.
“I know, Alex. But we cannot always help those in pain. As Jedi, we maintain the balance.”
“Then go stop the attack on Krypton!”
“We do not have an army to stop an attack from the Empire.” J’onn says, directing Alex to sit in a chair, and kneeling in front of her.
“I’ve heard rumors. Of a rebellion. They can stop the attack.”
“Those are just rumors, Alex. And even if there were a rebellion, they would not be strong enough to stop an attack of this size. If you open yourself to the Force, you would be able to feel the loss, pain, and suffering as well. Not as strongly as Kara or Kal, but you could feel it.”
“I don’t want to! I want to stop it!”
“You need to open yourself to the Force, Alex. Get used to the feeling of pain. So that you cannot be manipulated by the Sith,” J’onn says, trying to impart his wisdom on his stubborn learner.
Alex takes a deep breath and then closes her eyes, slowly reaching out in the Force. She feels Kara’s pain. Kal-El’s. J’onn’s comforting presence. She reaches further. Past the walls of the Jedi Temple. Out into the galaxy. Faintly, she can feel it.
Pain.
Loss.
Suffering.
It’s overbearing. With a quick intake of breath, she draws her feelings back in, her eyes brimming with tears.
“J’onn...”
“I know...” He says gently, wrapping his padawan in a hug. “Stay here with her. She’s going to need support when this is over.” He says, before leaving to go back to Kal-El.
It takes almost a full day before Kara can even open her eyes. When she does they’re bloodshot, and laden with sadness.
“I felt them dying, Alex. All of them,” Kara whispers, held tight in Alex’s embrace.
Alex comforts her friend, the girl she’s grown up with, someone who she would even call a sister.
Kal-El makes a point to teach Kara how to regulate the Force that flows through her. How to control it better. And Kara quickly learns control, never wanting to experience that pain again.
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13 years later...
Yavin 4
“Red Leader, this is Gold Leader. Copy.”
“Gold Leader, this is Red Leader. We are a go.”
The twelve rebel fighter pilots started their descent upon the planet.
A few Rebel shuttles had landed in the dense forest earlier, ready to begin the ground attack.
Yavin 4 was a Luthor Empire controlled planet. However, they did not have strong grip on the people, nor many Stormtroopers on the planet, so it would hopefully be an easy mission to liberate the inhabitants under siege.
After the attack on Krypton, more people in the galaxy began to defy the Luthor Empire. Krypton had been a well-liked planet, and many disagreed with the destruction of its people.
Fearless leader, Cat Grant, had already begun gathering Empire opposers to begin a rebellion, and with the attack on Krypton their numbers had begun to steadily rise.
Now, over a decade later, they had a formidable army at their disposal. Still not enough to face the Empire head on, but they were able to make a difference.
They would go to planets which the Empire abandoned after draining its resources, helping survivors in finding new homes. And recently, liberating planets with smaller strongholds on them.
The Empire had only one main base on the planet. General Grant had ordered for the pilots, led by skilled pilot Major James Olsen, to take out turrets and communications.
The rebels began their liberation of Yavin 4. The pilots took out the observation towers, leaving the base with no communication of what was going on outside.
Major Olsen flew over the base, shooting its generator to cut off power. Everything inside shut down, leading to alarm and slight chaos.
Then the skilled foot soldiers took over. Commander Lucy Lane, skilled rebel soldier, led her small legion of warriors into the stronghold, quickly fanning out and searching for any enemies.
Commander Lane came upon a room with three flustered Stormtroopers, all confused as to the sudden loss of power. She shot each one in the chest, before continuing on her way.
Her small group of soldiers swiftly making their way through the base. They left only one survivor.
To carry a message back to the Empress.
“The Rebellion is here. And we are taking back our galaxy.”