Star Wars: Ultimate Clone Wars

Prolouge: Birth

20 years before The Clone Wars...
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Teyla Malcom was lying in one of the many the medical room of the Jedi Temple. A medical Droid was walking over to her with a datapad. The brown haired Jedi looked up at the Droid with fear in her eyes. Were these past few months the force punishing her for what she had done against the Jedi? The droid extended the pad over to her, which she took hesitantly. On it was a photo of the inside of her stomach, and her womb. A baby was there.
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"So I am pregnant?" Teyla whispered to herself quietly. The droid nodded.
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"Correct. The child will be born perfectly healthy from these early readings. The birthing process, compared to others, will be painless Master Malcom." The Droid explained. Teyla sighed and sat up on the bed. She placed her hand on the droid's shoulder and sighed.
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"MD-53, please wipe this encounter from your records and the database when I leave the temple. And tell anyone who asks for me that I am still on assignment for The Chancellor." Teyla said as she stood up from the bed.
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"My programming requires I ask one thing, Master Malcom." The Droid said with a slight concern. "Will you not harm the boy?" The Droid asked. Teyla smiled, placing both hands on the droid.
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"Now go do it." She asked. The droid nodded.
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Teyla has snuck out of the order through falsified documents and aid from the medical droid she had befriended and reprogrammed before finding out about her son. She now resided on Brentaal IV, away from the Jedi Council and now with a friend. Her friend was a the owner of a trade franchise and famous Gigoran named Oroff.
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"How is the child?" Oroff asked as he entered Teyla's room inside his mansion, sitting down on the large chair designed specifically for his giant species. His voice was robotic due to a translator on his mouth. Gigorans, like Wookiees, weren't well with speaking other languages.
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"I've been having complications with the force, Oroff." Teyla sighed as she looked down at the baby. "I sense him to be a powerful user of it, but too powerful." Her voice was trembling. Oroff got up and held her and in his, her arm disappearing in his white fur. "I just hope this boy isn't plagued by the call of the light and the dark like my ancestors. They're all so powerful and unrelenting. They seek a legacy and heir to their teachings. Mom kept me away from it and thought the Jedi would help suppress these astral calls-"
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"Do not stress, my friend." Oroff said as he rubbed her arm with his hand. "Remember long ago when I helped you and your master with saving those poor colonists on that rock? What'd he say?"
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"Trust in the force for it will guide you." Teyla muttered, looking to the side of the room. In the mirror behind the gigoran, she could see the force ghost of Satele Shan and Lord Revan standing beside one another, watching her. Revan's partner, Bastila, soon joined the family in the mirror. Teyla tried to smile but was horrified.
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"You see them?" Oroff asked. Teyla nodded. "Ignore these ghosts if they frighten you, my friend. Please." Oroff tried taking up the bulk of her vision.
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"Thanks, Oroff." Teyla said in a voice laced with compassion.
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Later that night, Teyla was awaken by a call from both the light and the dark. It was a voice she trusted and feared. A disturbance so powerful in the force awoke her, and she could feel said disturbance placing his hand on her stomach. Upon the hand touching her, she awoke to see a ghost across from her. It was the ghost of Revan: Jedi Knight and Sith Lord.
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"Great granddaughter, hello." Revan said as his ghost moved around then room, observing her living conditions. Teyla shuffled in her bed, fearing the great Revan before her. But, the spirit appeared harmless to Teyla. "Do not fear me for all the darkness within my soul has been vanquished an I am free now." His voice was soft and sincere. Teyla sat up in her bed, then slid off onto her feet. She approached the ghost hesitantly.
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"Why are you here, grandfather?" She asked with subtle annoyance. Revan nodded, sitting on her bed.
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"To see my grandson." Revan explained, sensing the power inside the boy she was carrying. "It's a boy, did you know that?" He asked looking up to her. Teyla nodded.
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"I sensed it." She said confidently. "How come this always happens, Grandfather?" Teyla asked as she sat down next to Revan. Revan shrugged.
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"No Shan has ever truly committed to the Jedi. Fate makes them realize the force isn't defined by just ideology, but morals too. And goals. Perhaps you wanted the child, or perhaps the force did." Revan guessed, unsure even of his own words. Teyla was one of the most promising Jedi of her time, and now an exile of the order.
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"Will you be there when he's born?" Teyla asked. Revan nodded.
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"Yes." Revan responded.
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"Will I live through it? Unlike Mom?" Teyla then asked. Revan bowed his head.

Later that month...
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Oroff stood alongside Teyla in the hospital room, clutching her hand tightly as the child was delivered. Across the room and behind the doctors and medical droids was Revan. His arms were folded as he observed the child being born. As the child was lifted from the table and separated from Teyla, Revan walked over. His eyes rested on the child briefly as it cried unnecessarily loud.
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"It's a boy." The medical droid said as it lowered the child to Teyla.
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"Nark." She whispered the name before lying her head back. Her hand reached out to the baby, but Revan took the sweaty palm. Her eyes looked upon Revan who was smiling.
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"It's okay, granddaughter. You know it is the only way." Revan's voice was quiet. As they joined hands, Teyla faded off into the force. Oroff watched as the clothes dropped and the child was orphaned. He didn't expect anything less, lowering his head and letting out a small whimper.
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"I will take the boy, Doctor. I was caring for her since the conception of the boy." Oroff said looking at the medical staff. Oroff then looked over to the back of the room and saw nothing. But, looking back at him was Revan and Teyla, along with many other Shan family members who had gained the astral power of being a force ghost. A small smile formed on his face below the translator mask. He knew they were there.
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