*Jannab awoke in darkness. He recalled battling humans on his home world of Tur Yenagh, only to be felled by a bullet to the back of the spine. He now knew that he had died, for what else could this place be?*

*The Yuuzhan Vong warrior rose and stood at attention. He looked for his Amphistaff but found nothing.*

Jannab: "Of course. Though I have died, my companion has not. I am cursed to travel the realms of the dead unarmed and alone."

*He did not understand. Jannab had been killed in battle, his body had become an offering to Yun-Yammka. Yet he was barren of tools.*

Jannab: "Have the gods forsaken me? Had I failed somehow in my past life? This is wrong. I deserve better."

*Rage filled the warriors mind.*

*He screamed in defiance.*

*The trek through the land of death was interesting for Jannab. He found that no matter how far he walked, he never reached anything that resembled a land mark. Yet when he thought of something material, it existed. How this came to be was unknown to him, it was like magic. Considering he was dead however, he wasn't altogether shocked. He just expected something more from death. To put it bluntly, he was bored.*

Jannab: "Is this all that exists beyond the plain of life? Am I destined to travel aimlessly for eternity, alone and in isolation?"

*He tore at his flesh in frustration, ripping out full strips of grey skin. Black blood oozed from his self inflicted wounds, only to fade in moments. The wounds healed and once more he was whole.*

*There was no escaping death. There was no escaping himself. And finally, there was no escaping his thoughts. He was trapped within himself...fated to be alone.*

*Death was nowhere near as comforting as Jannab had expected, but at least it was quiet. That was a plus, assuming of course that the isolation didn't drive you mad. He was already feeling his sanity slipping piece by piece.*

*He reflected.*

"No wonder we fear the demons of the Netherworld. This place changes a man, warps him until he's lost his mind. I feel my grip on this reality slipping. Soon I shall fall to the ranks of the perverse undead. Dead in body, but undead in that my mind still wanders."

*Drach's form begun to materialize within the Land of the Dead. The Chis looked at his hands then around at the vast emptiness that surrounded him. Drach walked forward a bit, then two seats seemed to appear from the ground. Sitting on one was Drach's former wife, Jocelyn. Drach sat down on the empty seat, looking curiously at Jocelyn*
"It has been a while my love" Jocelyn
"So it really is you and i really am dead?" Drach
"Yes it is me and yes you are dead" Jocelyn
"Where am i exactly?" Drach
"The Lands of the Dead. It is a part of the Netherworld that people can gain access back to the world of the living through. I feel that your role in the Living World is not up yet" Jocelyn
"There is nothing left for me in the lands of the living. My ability as a leader failed. Like many before me, i had to die for the Chiss to continue" Drach
"A sacrifice many an Aristocra before you had to make. You are not the first to die for the survival of the Chiss" Jocelyn
"But still, all that i have ever wanted lies here. My memories of you haunted me and now that i remember, i don't want to lose you again" Drach
"Drach, one day we will be reunited for all eternity. But that day has yet to come. Our people need a leader alongside Thrawn. You know you have always been destined for greater things. Firstly we have to get you able to contact the living world, then get you back there, which i will help you do" Jocelyn

*Jocelyn and Drach crossed their legs and sat on the ground as the chairs disappeared*
"Now Drach, empty your mind of all thoughts. Consider nothing but breathing in and out" Jocelyn
*Drach nodded and closed his eyes as he breathed in and out, not that it was really necessary seeing as he was dead. However he felt a strange peace come over him*
"Now try and visualize The Redoubt" Jocelyn
"The Redoubt? why there?" Drach
"Drach do as i tell you to" Jocelyn
"Very Well" Drach
*Drach begun thinking of the Redoubt, the Chiss' last resort. Between him and Jocelyn a small model of the Redoubt appeared*
"Now concentrate on the Brask Oto Command station" Jocelyn
*As Drach concentrated, the model seemed to zoom in on the Command Station, which was the entrance to the Redoubt*
"Excellent. Now tell me who you sense there" Jocelyn
*Drach begun reaching out to the station, feeling the life force of the Chiss within*
"My brothers, several ministers and Aristocra Thrawn" Drach
"Good, good. now think of Aristocra Thrawn and where he is within the command station" Jocelyn
*Drach concentrated on the docking bay and Aristocra Thrawn. The model zoomed in and a sort of smoke appeared around the edges of the model as the docking bay's ground formed, followed by the several people within. Drach seems stumped by the life force of one Chiss within the room*
"There is one within this room that draws my curiosity" Drach
"Of course, shadow children are not widely spoken about. You of all people should know that" Jocelyn
"He is a shadow child? from who's house?" Drach
"Drach, my love, look at the ground and the markings on the wall" Jocelyn
*Drach's concentration went to the walls and floor and he realized. he opened his eyes, the model maintaining on it's own*
"A member of the Nuruodo family?" Drach
"Yes, but whom does he belong to?" Jocelyn
"Nykr?" Drach
"You are correct" Jocelyn
"What does this mean?" Drach
"Nothing that really concerns you. It just means you have to wait before contacting Thrawn, just be aware he isn't a force user. So you will want to get sound on your model" Jocelyn
*Drach nodded and begun trying to get some audio so he could hear what was being said*

*The ground felt dry after clenching his hand into a fist form. A gust of wind blew his way but the air felt dull as if it had no feeling on the side of his face but then he began to realize he wasn't suppose to be on a planet, he was in off world inside of his ship moving threw hyperspace. He opened his eyes to a grey sky and sat up where he was and looked around, everything seemed apocalyptic as of what ever world he was on fell into fallout somehow. He pressed down against the ground and got to his feet looking in each direction.

In one direction it seemed like the terrain went on for eternity so he kept looking around finding the same thing until south of his position he noticed a large wall with a statue in the middle of it all. Was he drugged and left for dead on some barren planet? What was going on these days, who was following him and why did they want him dead. He still couldn't get her off his mind, one day he would have his revenge. When he got to the top of the hill the wind was more cold and he felt more tired. He was looking in the direction of the statue and he could of sworn it just moved but his mind was most likely playing tricks. He kept looking until he noticed something dark rushing his way, it didn't have a form it was just like a dark cloud. When it hit him he was actually knocked off of his feet as it moved threw him.

When he was getting to his feet this time he felt much weaker as if it was feeding on his body energy. When he was getting up it rushed at him again and he was knocked over once again. He heard it getting closer and closer every second and just as it was about to hit him again he put his hands infront of him to sheild himself but when he did this the force burst from his hands being released like fire from a jet engine. The power consumed the dark entity attacking him and it vanished into mid air. He stepped back a couple of times then looked at his hands not quite sure what just happend but he had an idea.*

With his right palm facing him he slowly turned it over wondering if it would work. Then when he channeled the power that was always there a quick ripple of force energy hit the ground with a thump. He laughed when it actually worked but he was wondering why now, after all of his life not being able to channel the force it suddenly worked now. He looked around and noticed the huge wall so where the statue stood the exit must be around it. He continued now with a smirk on his face and the first thought that came to his mind when the force began to channel was the people who killed the women he loved. It was Revenge, what a darksider would first think. The second thought was if this was just a little sooner he could of saved her.

He began to get closer until he noticed another entity flying his way little did he know there was one that was actually closer to him. While he was focusing on the one further away, another hit him to the right but as it went threw him his aura glowed and was drawn off of his body as if the entity was taking his powers. He quickly turned to his left and released a burst of the force just as the other hit him and he was knocked back again feeling the energy being ripped off of him and within. He thrusted his hand every direction the entities went, he hit one and destroyed it completely and then the other a moment later. He watched it vanish then clenched his hand into a fist with a smirk and began approaching the wall.

It was actually bigger then he thought when he began walking up to it. He had a bad feeling about the statue and his feelings were right when he noticed the head shift. It wasn't a statue at all but maybe it wouldn't take much notice of him while he would pass threw the gate. When he began to approach it turned around holding a gigantic sword of pure blazing light. He looked up as it took one step towards him blocking the exit all together and then it looked down at him. Sam looked up to it with it's sword dug into the ground and it's hands on the handle. This must be some kind of sith sorcery he thought. I'm trying to find my way out of here..so I'll just be on my way-

He stopped talking and noticed it's expression change as if it didn't care what he was saying until it shook it's head. Sam continued anyway moving under it until it stabbed it's sword into the ground right where Sam was about to walk. He looked back up at it and understood that this thing wasn't going to let him pass but he did have the force now so maybe with some persuasion he could pass. Look if you don't want to make this easy then it's not going to be...I need to get back and your standing in my way so if you-

*Then all of the sudden it's large leg lifted and Sam was kicked, like being hit by a brick wall coming at you very fast. He had a little air time then hit the ground, it hurt like nothing he felt before but the pain quickly vanished. He placed his hand over his chest but there were no broken bones oddly enough so he stood up and looked at the giant standing infront of the exit. He noticed the height and thought of jumping it, he could use the force to launch himself over it but when he got to the other side he would have to run as fast as he could. When he was on his feet he noticed it was still watching him. He started to run and once he was within distance he leapt into the air just as the giant swung down with his large sword. The edge of the sword hit Sam up along the chest while it dragged him back down from the air and into the ground. He should be dead but he wasn't.*

*He gritted his teeth and tried to get the huge sword off of him so he thrusted his arm in the direction of the giants chest but when the force hit him it was as if it had no effect like air hitting a rock. The giant lifted the sword then stepped back infront of the exit again. There was no getting pass this thing, he stood up and looked at it after looking each way along the wall and it seemed like it went on forever.* << You'll never learn... >>

*He felt a striking chill go up his spine so he turned around finding Naressa, the one on his ship that was murdered standing infront of him. He had to look twice to make sure his mind wasn't deceiving him again but it was her standing infront of him. He couldn't believe his eyes.* H- how are you still..

*She immediatly knew he had no idea where he was. He was in the lands of the dead where all the souls wandered to get into the netherworld but this case was unique.* << Alive? No..if your body had being hit by that sword there wouldn't be much of you to speak to now would there? >>
*How could this happen? He had just jumped into hyperspace and now all of the sudden he was dead? This couldn't be possible but maybe that explained his connectivity to the force. He looked at his hand for a moment then looked back to her.* Yeah...but why am I here. I was just alive moments ago or was I imagining that? I'm really dead?

*She shook her head and she didn't seem happy either. She wandered closer to him and put her hand to his chest, she didn't touch him until he raised his left hand then put his palm to her cheek yet his fingers went through her so slowly he lowered his hand and looked at her.* << Your still alive Sam...you have a strong connection with the force and the netherworld. All of this...think it as some sort of dream. >>
*He can't be asleep, he rememered the moment before entering hyperspace but he couldn't of fallen assleep for no reason. This all felt so real, it's no vision and didn't feel like a dream.* Your saying this is all fake and I'm just sleeping in the ship...none of this is real?

*She began wandering to his left side listening to what he was saying as he turned his head to look at her when she looked at him.* << Let's just say it's real if you believe it to be...but you've already failed the test. We had thought you would use the force to do good but once we gave you that ability to use the force your first thought was of revenge and hate. >>
*As she was wandering around him he turned around so she stopped and looked directly at him. He didn't speak for a few seconds when he thought about what she just said.* To do good...if i had the ability to use the force i would use it for good and ridding the galaxy of murderers would be doing everyone a favor. They MURDERED you...they deserve nothing more then death
*She seemed more then what she once was. She was by far more wise then she had being when she was alive. He noticed this but he also knew the living Naressa wouldn't want him on a path of revenge.* << That is why you fail! That is the first sign of becoming a tyrant! >>
*He stepped closer to her and shook his head. He somewhat knew she was right but he knew he had to do this. He starred at her for a moment and thought about a deal.* That doesn't matter anymore, abilities or not who ever killed you will suffer and I'm going to make sure of that. What Am i up against...who murdered you Naressa.

*She stopped from moving then looked at him with a cold stare. For some reason the dead didn't like to talk about how they died, it was like an instinct to feel like this but she couldn't help it. Yet she didn't get mad.* << Your up against the Sith. If you go looking for them you'll find nothing but pain and suffering.. >>

*He was shocked to hear that it was the sith that did all of this. But he had a plan in his mind that would set everything straight without the darkside corrupting him.* If i don't go looking for them..eventually they will discover i survived. Soon enough they will be the one's looking for me and when they do they will kill me anyway. I don't want to go down without a fight!

*She seemed out of the moment yet she still was looking at him. Then she sighed for a moment and looked up at him looking worried.* << Were going to trust you then...I Am going to trust you. If you go against your word, if you embrace the darkside, the day you die you'll be sent to the depths of Chaos for eternal torture. I wont be able to save you from that fate. There is nothing else to be said here... >>

*He noticed a blinding light to his right like a portal of some sort. He chuckled a bit and looked at her.*
Walk into the light...i always thought that was for the dead. Naressa I'm going to be true to my word, I promise. See yah later..

He looked back into the light with one last look at the giant with a smirk of triumph yet he wasn't dead either. And when he stepped inside everything went white- the light vanished and he was gone.