The Northern End Of Dagobah

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~~~(POV: Nathen Opal)~~~

~~~(Location: The Opal Ship, Above Dagobah)~~~

We're floating above the planet, and I'm taking manual control of the ship. I'm drawn to a specific area of Dagobah. It'll only take a few minutes to reach there at our speed. Nella is sitting next to me, and I can sense she's worried about me.

I appreciate she's leaving me alone. Talking about what I saw isn't something I want to do at the present moment. Reliving that part of my life isn't what I thought I'd have to do when I reached Dagobah. But now that I have, perhaps I can truly move on.

Let go of what happened and stop it from hurting me anymore. It'll take some time, but I'll work on it. Goes to show anyone can have all the power in the universe and still be as fragile as anyone else. The mind is where strengths and weaknesses are held.

"What do you think we'll find up north of Dagobah? The world is older and more powerful in The Force. Do you think a temple will be there like the one on Lothal? How exciting would that be? More artifacts we can sell, maybe."

Nella is trying to get my mind off whatever I saw. It's nice to have family around. Something I need to take solace in and recognize more often. I'm not as alone as I used to be.

As to her many questions, I don't know what we'll find in the north of Dagobah. All I can say is I'm being pulled there. I don't remember there being any temples on Dagobah. I doubt there ever was. But this Star Wars universe is different in specific ways from what I know.

The changes are subtle and hard to spot, but when you do see them. It makes significant changes. This is one of them. There could be a temple where we're going. Just no way to know at this point.

"Listen closely, cousin. Where we're going, I doubt there will be a temple. But I've been wrong before. The Force is stopping me from seeing, which is a red flag. Something powerful and connected to The Force's Will is guiding me there."

The Force and I are one and the same. Myself being believed to be The Force Incarnate. When The Force does talk to me, it does it in strange and roundabout ways. Blocking me from knowing information that I could access just by using The Force.

This is one of those moments. My words seem to impact Nella harder than I intended. She looks a little sad now, and instead of doing nothing like I usually would. I reach over and pat her head.

"Relax, it'll be okay. I appreciate what you're trying to do, but I'd rather you focus on something else. For example, getting your mind out of the gutter when it comes to Credits and artifacts."

Greed is unbecoming anyone. I'll allow it to a certain extent. But I'd rather her not think about earning House Opal money. She needs to focus on things that are more important, like growing her power. You can't do that thinking and scheming about Credits.

"The next time we're in a populated world, do you promise to find out how much the haul we've got is worth?"

Still on it, huh... What's family for...

"Yeah, I promise. Now, focus."

~~~(POV: Satele Shan)~~~

~~~(Location: Above Corellia, Flagship)~~~

The war going on below isn't going to slow down any time soon. Our fight with the Imperials on Corellia has started again. They attacked the world again after our attack on Ziost. They have more troops and equipment than us. Not surprised they could come back.

For the last few days, I've been thinking about Nate. Whatever he was going through, it's over now. I hope he's alright. I can't be worried about him and fighting a war.

"Grandmaster, the troopers are ready. The strikeforce is in position."

It's time that we brought our own offensive to Corellia. The world has been a part of the Republic for a long time, and we're not losing it to The Sith Empire.

Not after the commitments we've made to win the war and put an end to all of this bloodshed. I miss the days it was just Nate and I training. The Cold War may not have been good, but there were no open conflicts like now.

Simpler times...