The Clone Wars have ended. The Republic is gone, with the dark shadow of the Empire taking it's place. Order 66 made every surviving Jedi go into hiding, with the rest being killed. Or worse. But this story isn't about a Jedi, or a Sith. This is a story about a boy and a girl; the boy who was left behind, the girl who will teach him how to love. Spoiler: The girl is Omega hehee (this is NOT a romance novel) Warnings: (Maybe inaccurate) descriptions/depictions of torture, and PTSD, slightly more than cannon-typical violence (I'd say about as much as in the RC books), mentions of depression, suicidal speech Aay'han--Mandalorian word for feeling joy at being surrounded by loved ones, whilst mourning the ones lost DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own any Star Wars, all rights go to their respective owners. The only one I own is Harley Ardor (my OC). God bless!