Discalaimer: All rights to Star Wars belong to LucasArts. All rights to The Ascended Series belong to me.

Author's Note: After one month and writing this chapter twice (thanks to my effing computer that had decided to stop working before I could back up the second chapter) I'm here with the second chapter of The Ascended. Thank you for all of your support and I hope you continue supporting this series. I had decided that instead of having this story one big story, I would divide it up into three stories. This would be part 1 and I estimate it to be around 10 to 15 chapters. Before you read the second chapter, go back to the first chapter because I added two scenes to the first chapter; one in the beginning and one in the end. Let me warn you now that though out this story I will contradict myself and I'm aware of it. If you see any contradictions, PM me and DO NOT PUT IT IN A REVIEW, because you may possible ruin the ending of the first part. The last thing I want to talk about is the change in genres. There will be little romance in the first part but a lot in the second and third so please bare with me though all the angst and horror part 1 has and I promise that the wait will be well worth it. So please enjoy the second chapter of The Ascended and remember to please review to tell me what you think.

Main Characters: Padmé Amidala, Anakin Skywalker, Lord Ginkun, Kuratsu

Sub Characters: Obi-Wan Kenobi, Mace Windu, Yoda

Chapter 2: The Apprentice

On the Dark Night, Anakin achieved a feat that only the legendary alien race known as the Butami could do, revealing that his mysterious father must have been a Butami. But Anakin's ascension came at a horrible cost when it awakened the Butami race and the evil tyrant Lord Ginkun from their hibernation

Five years have passed and Anakin's fate that night is yet unknown to the world and as far as everyone was concerned, he had no part in the Dark Night

But with Lord Ginkun's plans of galactic domination, Anakin's fate, told to only few, will finally enter the light.

At Naboo's Royal Airport, a poor old man sat there as he earned the much needed money regulating the comings and goings of the royal ships. The old man prayed every day to the force for Queen Amidala's kindness for giving him the job in the first place. Without the money, he would have ended up on the streets.

As he returned from the bathroom and into the command tower, the old man noticed a young man wearing a black breastplate with red shoulder pads and black skirt armor with a purple belt around his waist walking on the landing platform.

The old man quickly ran so that the young man could hear him before yelling, "Hey this is authorized area. Please leave the area now or I will have security escort you off the premises."

The young man simply laughed at the old man before saying, "Go ahead and call your security. I have been looking for a good fight from your kind."

The old man stared at him before quickly pressing a small red button on an electrical box that he wore around his waist to alert security. It didn't take long until two guards caring a Royal Sporting Blaster Pistol arrived and pointed their guns at the young man.

"This is an insult," the young man screamed, "How dare you send only two lousy guards to deal with me! I can at least take on your entire security team."

"We are the ones that are holding the blaster pistols," one of the guards yelled, "And besides there are two of us and only one of you."

"Man you must suck at math worse than I do; there is only one of you."

"Are you blind," the security guard yelled before he saw his partner drop to the floor dead as the blood began to poor out of his body. The security guard could see an old vibro-knife that had to be at least eons old, stuck into the chest of the guard.

The guard wasted no time by pulling out his Royal Sporting Blaster Pistol and firing bullets at the young man. None of the bullets hit him because a second before the bullets hit him, he disappeared.

The guard looked desperately for the young man but the life in his eyes vanished as a red lightsaber impaled him.

The young man deactivated the lightsaber and the guard dropped to the floor. He went over to pull out his vibro-knife which was in the other guard's chest before turning to face the old man who was petrified.

"You're a S-Sith," the old man stuttered.

"How dare you refer to me as one of those inferior morons," the young man bellowed, "My name is Kuratsu and I am a Butami. My race maybe unknown to you but we are considered the most powerful race in the entire galaxy. My purpose here is to conquer this planet in the name of Lord Ginkun."

"You must be crazy to think you can conquer an entire planet," the old man responded, "The Jedi will stop you before you can even succeed."

"So the Jedi are your most powerful warriors?" The young man now known as Kuratsu asked.

"Yes and they will sense your presence before you can put your insane plan to action."

Kuratsu simply laughed at the old man before saying, "That's exactly want I want. So how about we give those Jedi's something to sense."

The old man began to back away from Kuratsu as he lifted up his right hand as a golden orb surrounded the hand."

"IONIC THUSTER," Kuratsu yelled as he trusted his hand forward releasing the golden beam at the old man.

The golden beam went through the old mans chest and he collapsed to the floor leaving a giant whole in his stomach and not an ounce of blood dropped from the dead body.

"I hope those Jedi's send the best warrior they've got," Kuratsu said to the camera that had recorded the whole confrontation, "Not like it matters though because this planet will be ours by the full moon."

Kuratsu blasted off from the ground and flew to the mountains where he can update Lord Ginkun about the situation in Naboo.

Just before Kuratsu arrived on the Royal Airport, Padmé was sitting on her throne wearing her normal queen garments and face paint, listening to the planning of the six year anniversary of the ending of the Naboo Blockade Crisis.

To the twenty year old Queen whose last term as Queen comes to an end, Padmé can't help but feel like soon a huge weight would be lifted off her shoulders. However she had no idea what she would do with her life after her term as Queen ended. Her family had desperately urged her to leave politics and find herself a nice husband and settle down. But she wasn't entirely sure if she wanted to leave politics and…

"Your Majesty, are you even listening to us," Governor Sio Bibble, who was head of the Royal Advisory Council, asked.

"I'm sorry Governor Bibble," Padmé responded in her politician voice, "I've just been a little preoccupied lately."

"It isn't like you to not pay attention during a meeting. Perhaps we should continue this another time?"

"No this celebration is very important," Padmé exclaimed.

"Well the only thing left we need to discuss is to whether or not Master Kenobi and Padawan Skywalker will be attending this year's festivities. After all they are the heroes that ended the crisis."

To be honest, Padmé has not thought about Obi-Wan and Anakin for years. After Anakin left Naboo to become a Jedi, all communication between them just disappeared. At first she just thought it was because of the rule that Jedi's were not allowed to have attachments and it was plain as day that Anakin had formed a crush on her. But every year, Naboo has tried relentlessly to get the Jedi's to allow Anakin and Obi-Wan to return to Naboo to celebrate the ending of the blockade but the Jedi's always made up different excuses to why they couldn't attend.

Normally she would understand, however the thing that worried her the most, was the fact that Anakin has also disappeared of the face of the galaxy. Every time she has tried to gain any information about some of the missions Anakin has done, the search ends up fruitless. And what makes matters worse was that there would always be information about Obi-Wan.

"I don't think that would be possible," Padmé finally said, "The Jedi…"

That was when everyone heard the explosion. Panic spread though out the throne room; The Council was trying to find the nearest place to hide while the handmaidens went to protect their Queen. It wasn't until a security officer came in that the panic ended.

Padmé could see the pale face of the officer causing her to worry immensely. "What happened?" Padmé demanded from the guard.

"The Royal Airport was attacked, your Majesty," The officer spoke, "No words could describe the horrible sight I saw when I arrived. We've cleared the area and confirmed the bodies of two security guards and an old man. We were able to determine the death's of the security guards but how the old man died is a complete mystery."

The officer placed three holoprojectors on the ground and activated each one of them. The entire room let out a gasp as they saw the horrific images before them.

"This security guard," the officer said pointing to the three dimensional picture of the guard that was covered in his own blood, "Was killed by some sort of vibro-weapon, which we believe to be a vibro-knife."

"The other security guard was killed by the lightsaber," the officer continued as he pointed to the picture of the other security guard with a small hole in his chest.

The officer turned to the last picture and said, "We however have know idea how the killer murdered the old man. The hole is about 10 centimeters in diameter which is to big for a lightsaber. As far as we know there is nothing that can cause this."

"Your Majesty, we must call the Jedi immediately," Governor Bibble urged, "If any word of this gets out to the people before we have time to contain the threat, there will be mass panic across the entire planet."

"Your right," Padmé stated, "I'll call the Jedi, but right now let's find out who did this."

"I'm afraid there is no need for that," a voice came from the holoprojector in the center of the throne chamber turned on all by itself, "After all I was the one who did it."

Padmé was infuriated by the fact that not only did this psychopathic murder brutally murder three people and had hacked into the palace's mainframe, but the arrogant jerk wanted to throw this in her face.

"As Queen of Naboo, I demand you to tell me your name!" Padmé demanded.

"How dare a weak piece of trash like you demand such a thing from me," the projected image screamed.

At this comment not only did the entire council gasp, but Padmé red in furry and was doing her best to control herself. At this the projected image just laughed at everyone.

"If you must no weakling, my name is Kuratsu and I'm afraid your planet has no jurisdiction over me."

"What do you want, Kuratsu," Padmé growled, "Is it money you want or a threat for me to pass some certain law."

Kuratsu stood there for a moment as he put on his black sunglasses and stared at each member of the council closely. Each time he looked at a different person, he would press a red button that was located on right side of the sunglasses. After a few seconds, he would move on to the next person. Kuratsu finished this process and he looked at Padmé with a smirk.

"My, my Miss. Padmé, it seems that you have a very high midi-chlorine level," Kuratsu said, "4,700 is an impressive number for someone of your species who isn't a Jedi. But to answer your early question and I only want two things."

"And that is?"

"To use you as my personal sex toy," Kuratsu smirked.

This just appalled everyone and one of the Council stood up and yelled, "How dare you speak to the Queen that way."

"I'm sorry I couldn't hear you over the sounds of you dying," Kuratsu said as he lifted his hand and pointed it at the poor officer.

The poor officer went very still for a second before he took out his Sporting Pistol and blasted the poor Council member who spoke out against him. Once that was done, the officer put the blaster in his mouth before squeezing the trigger and killing himself.

"Does anyone else want to die," Kuratsu asked the horrified council, "I could keep this up all day." When no one said anything Kuratsu continued, "Now as I was saying, the other thing I want is to conquer the planet in the name of the great tyrant Lord Ginkun."

"I will never give into those demands," Padmé screamed.

"Considering the fact that my midi-chlorian count is the higher than your race, by the end of the full moon this planet would be ours, and there is no one you can do to stop us."

The holoprojector shut off leaving a stunned council to discuss the conversation that had just passed.

On Coruscant, Yoda and Mace had already felt the disturbing force presence on Naboo. Normally they would call the Council to discuss this, but since they already know fully well what was happening, they needed to act fast before the situation became too hard to control. However the more important reason on why they couldn't contact the council was because no one else learned the full truth about the Dark Night and this situation would reveal everything they have been hiding for the past five years. Nevertheless, they quickly contacted Naboo and in no time, the image of Padmé was before them.

"Master Windu, Master Yoda," Padmé stated, "I was just about to call you."

"No need Milady, we are already aware of the situation," Mace stated like he had just read the young monarch's mind, "We felt a very disturbing presence on your home planet."

"Yes, Master Windu," Padmé replied, "Just what do you know about what is going on?"

"Very dangerous, this threat is." Yoda answered, "Only felt this presence once, we have. Take this threat lightly, do not or suffer, your planet will."

What Yoda said started to scare the young monarch but the thing Yoda said intrigued her. "Master Yoda, you said you dealt with this before…"

"That is not up for discussion," Mace sternly interrupted, "I advice you to stay away from this person until we can send the Jedi to deal with the situation."

"Well we need help now because this murderer named, Kuratsu already killed three, maybe five people, and he has made a direct threat for the palace."

Yoda and Mace looked each other with concern. They both know who the closest pair of Jedi was and they were the last people they wanted to send on this mission. They both well knew that the young Queen of Naboo was very persistent. By sending them to Naboo to protect the Queen, the young monarch would discover one of the biggest secrets they kept from the public about the Dark Night. Every thing that they worked for, for the past five years will all be for nothing if the Queen ever discovered the truth about the Dark Night. But nevertheless, they had no choice in the matter; otherwise Naboo would fall into the hands of this dangerous Kuratsu.

"Milady, we may be in luck because recently Master Kenobi and his apprentice have just finished a diplomatic mission in Chommell Minor," Mace finally said, "We will have them report to you in a matter of hours."

Padmé smiled at this and said, "Thank you for your help Master Windu. I'm sure with Master Kenobi and Padawan Skywalker's help, this threat will quickly end."

Padmé ended the transmission before Mace could correct her. The two masters stared at each other briefly before activating the holoprojector to contact Master Kenobi. After a couple seconds, the image of Obi-Wan appeared who looked very confused.

"Masters, we were just about to contact you to inform you that we were returning to Coruscant…"

"Return to Coruscant, you will not Obi-Wan," Yoda interrupted, "Go to Naboo to protect Queen Amidala, you will."

"Forgive me Masters but you must be crazy to send me to Naboo," Obi-Wan argued, "Padmé and Anakin have a strong connection and…"

"We have no choice in the manner," Mace replied, "We have received disturbing news that confirms that the Sith may have returned and are using Naboo as a base of operations. They have already threatened the Queen and you and your Padawan are the only Jedi in the Chommell Sector."

Obi-Wan sighed before asking, "What do I tell Queen Amidala when she finds out?"

"Tell her the truth, you may," Yoda said before ending the transmission with Obi-Wan.

"How bad do you think she will take it," Mace asked the old green Jedi.

"Developed a strong bond in a short amount of time, Amidala and Skywalker have. Take the news well she will not."

When Padmé's family found out about the conversation she had with Kuratsu, Ruwee had demanded that they stay with her until the bastard was killed or arrested. There was no way he would allow his baby girl to get raped by that psychopath without having to answer to him.

So Ruwee, Jobal, and Sola arrived just before Master Kenobi and Anakin were supposed to arrive. They were quickly escorted to their rooms and allowed to settle in, as Padmé got ready to greet the two Jedi.

As Padmé was getting ready to leave her room, Sola walked in and said, "So after all these years, I finally get to meet the famous Anakin Skywalker that you talked so much about."

Despite wearing the face paint, Sola could still see the blush that her baby sister had as she quickly retorted, "I did not talk a lot about him."

"Oh please, Sis the way you talk about him, you sound like you have a crush on him."

"That is absurd! How can I have a crush on someone I haven't seen in over six years?"

"I don't know, but you do. Maybe that's why you never had a date."

"Hey I have been on a date before."

"Palo does not count. You only went out as friends and…"

Padmé was lucky that one of her Handmaidens, Sabé, chose now to interrupt their conversation because it was getting to embarrassing for her taste.

"Milady, Master Kenobi has arrived," Sabé said.

Padmé and Sola quickly followed Sabé to the throne room where they saw two male Jedi sitting there. Padmé immediately recognized Obi-Wan but she didn't recognize the other Jedi. The Jedi before her had the traditional Padawan braid, but had jet black hair and brown eyes and was about four feet tall. Judging by his appearance, he seemed only about thirteen years old so there was no way he could be Anakin.

"It's a pleasure to serve you again, your Majesty," Obi-Wan said.

"It has been far too long, Master Kenobi. I'm so glad that our paths were able to cross again.

"And who is this young lady beside you," Obi-Wan asked.

"My name is Sola; I'm Padmé's sister," Sola replied as she held up her hand as Obi-Wan shook it.

"And who is this man standing beside you," Padmé kindly asked not trying to reveal her disappointment that Anakin was not her.

"My name is Tyler Morris," the Padawan said, "and I'm Master Kenobi."

For a second Padmé thought she heard the young boy incorrectly. Turning to Obi-Wan, she said, "I'm sorry but I though Anakin Skywalker was your apprentice."

As soon as she said Anakin's name, Obi-Wan's face became ridden with grief and sorrow. Padmé had never seen Obi-Wan like this, except for when his master was killed and this worried her immensely.

"Master Kenobi, did something happen to Ani?"

"I don't know how to tell you this your Majesty, but Anakin's dead," Obi-Wan explained, "He was one of the first people to be murdered by Palpatine during the Dark Night, five years ago shortly after his tenth birthday."

I know what you thinking now that I'm an evil bastard for having Anakin getting murdered by Palpatine when he was ten years old. But I have given out enough information for you to draw your own conclusions. Please review this chapter as it gives me a reason to continue this story.

The next chapter features the second part of the Dark Night. You will get to see exactly how the fight between Palpatine and Anakin goes down and you will also see Padmé's reaction to Anakin's death.