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With his village on the Wookie homeworld of Kashyyyk under siege by the evil Galactic Empire, a human child with fair skin, short dark hair and brown eyes, Galen Marek searches for his parents.
Approaching a hut, he stops in his tracks.
Something’s wrong... it feels… cold.
The familiar hum of ignited lightsabers echo.
The crackles of energy as their blades clash.
Keeping out of sight as he quietly enters, Galen lay his ocean blue eyes upon the sinister form of a Dark Knight.
As his mechanical breathing echoes, DARTH VADER faces off against 2 Jedi Knights: Galen's parents, Kento & Mallie Marek.
Kento wields a blue blade while Mallie wields twin yellow blades.
Wielding but a lone red blade, Vader duels both Jedi who fight in synchronised unison.
Swiftly blocking several strikes, Vader aggressively performs counter attacks against Mallie, inevitably striking her down.
Horrified, Galen covers his mouth.
Heartbroken, Kento now faces the Dark Lord alone.
Narrowly countering a series of attacks, Vader lifts Kento into the air using the Force and chokes him.
"I sense someone far more powerful nearby. Where is your Master?" demands Vader.
Struggling for breath, Kento answers, "The Dark side has clouded your mind. You killed my Master, years ago."
"Then now you will share his fate." vows the Dark Lord, ready to strike down the Jedi when a lightsaber ignites.
Turning, Vader sees Galen now wielding an amethyst blue blade.
"A son." says Vader with a hint of surprise.
"Galen, run!" shouts Kento as Vader stabs him through the chest, yet his body disappears, becoming one with the Force.
"Nooooo!" screams Galen as he holds his lightsaber up in a Form I stance.
Approaching the child, Vader fiercely slashes at him only for the boy to quickly try to block the attack.
As Vader knocks the boy back, sending him to the wall then the ground, footsteps approach them.
As she emerged, a busty Dathomirian woman with blonde hair, moonlight pale white skin, an agile/acrobatic build and ice blue eyes, ignites 2 curved-hilted lightsabers emitting pearl white blades.
"Why don't you pick on someone your own size?" she challenges with a subtle hiss in her tone.