Chapter4

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(Hey guys, this will be one of the few times you'll see things from a different point of view. It might be short, please bear with me.)

Michael's POV
I spun out of controlled as my D-7 was pushed back towards the surface. I finally got control to see my ship face where they were. I could see the outline of a wormhole or sort appearing a little beyond the two battlecruisers. It pulled everything, including Zarith's ship. Suddenly I got control. I flew it down to the shop. The others sent me to the hanger for our ships. As the other two went to arrange for help, I went to Zarith's room, filled with a few holocrons. I touch one and imbued my force in it, it reacted and a hologram appear, it wasn't Zarith, at least not with the current body, but with the previous body he had, old and gray haired. "Michael, I'm sorry to leave. But if I left protecting you, I could teach all I know." Months past and Zarith taught us what we could do with the force, and to balance between the light and dark. At first I tried talking to a few holocrons, but they don't talk. There was a holocron, radiant with various colors. I merely touched it and a hologram appeared, this time with the child form I last saw, he smiled. "Hey Michael, It'll probably be a while before you get this message, which means I used a force wormhole to protect you as I saw in a force vision. To bring me back, you'll need a totem from the jedi temple, they're given to the highest Younglings before they get a master to learn from. There should be a Jedi Padawan in the Alderaanian district. You'll be able to sense her presence with the force." He said before the hologram faded. I stood up and force pulled two of the recovered  and walked away from the shop. Ichigo, the Jedi that Zarith saved, stopped me and asked what to do with the shop. "Keep the shop closed, and meditate with Ashton" I told him, fading into the crowd.



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