A terrified Kryhsillia stood next to the dark doorway of her abandoned dorm. Tears streamed down her face as the three-year-old desperately scanned her surroundings for help. But all she saw was bloodshed and death, a horrible sight for a toddler to behold.

    Kryhsillia had no weapons and barely any fighting knowledge, though she was being—no, not anymore, had been training to become a Jedi. Her parents were somewhere out in the battle fighting, and she hoped that they would come for her. Though no one had noticed her next to the door, she noticed everyone and everything else outside.

    She saw Drae scream in pain, and Kryhsillia did the same in horror as she watched the Togruta's arm being sliced off by the blade of a serrated red lightsaber. The owner of the saber wore flowing black robes and a menacing silver mask. Though Kryhsillia was still a youngling, she could still sense some familiarity from the figure...

    Ben. It was Ben Solo.

    Ben stood in front of a band of cloaked terrorists, all armed with blasters, daggers, and other deadly weapons. One aimed a blaster at Drae, who braced for the assault. But out of the blurring torrents of rain, a huge sand-yellow Krayt dragon with blazing blue eyes charged out with jaws open wide.

    The young animal shapeshifter, Graice, had joined the fight.

    She smashed her jaws brutally into the sides of the attacker, who immediately went limp. After tossing it aside, the beast roared and faced off the others. Drae, clutching the stump of her arm, stood up and scampered away from the murderers.

    Though she would not hurt Ben, Graice bared her dagger-like fangs and flared the crests along her neck at the cloaked figure and his helpers. Ben whirled his lightsaber around in a threatening manner. Kryhsillia found herself walking away from the doorway to get a better view of the fight.

    Out of the downpour rushed a few more selfless Jedi apprentices as they attempted to ward off the terrorizing intruders. Despite the Krayt dragon's now-worried bellows of distress, they bravely cut down a few more of Ben's henchmen, but soon became victims of the black-cloaked villian's red saber.

    Ben then turned to the dragon once more. Graice growled and snapped her jaws, but suddenly her attention went elsewhere. Ben turned around too, and by following their eyes, Kryhsillia spotted who they where looking at.

    Knelt beside the silver form of R2-D2, was the defeated and depressed form of Master Luke Skywalker.

I hope you have enjoyed the story so far! Part 6 will be out (hopefully) soon, as I have schoolwork :( and other things to work on also. Anyway, feel free to comment and brace yourself for the next few parts!

P. S. I will be adding an extra part that includes the fanfic into Rey's vision on Takodana when she first touches Luke's lightsaber. :)