Chapter one: A call in the Force

General POV

Jedi master Gertel 'Sithhammer' Starwill woke up. 'What?! Why am I not dead?' he thought. He slowly stood up. He was in a cell! On the opposite side of the hall woke up someone too. It was a cloaked figure with a hood. The stranger looked at him. She had an angry look on her. "Darth Nox, what a surprise." he said. "The brat 'Sithhammer'. I should've know it." she responded with a sarcastic tone. "Try your best with this teasing. I am immune to it." Gertel announced. She tried to Force choke him, but nothing happened.

The Sithhammer laughed. "The strongest Sith after Darth Marr can't use the Force!" he managed to say between laughing. 'Both of you listen to me!' a voice shouted in their heads. 'You were chosen by the Force to create an order of Force users, that will keep the Force balanced.' the unknown speaker continued. After that, in their laps showed lightsabers. Gertel got a normal one, while Nox got a saberstaff.

'You will find the descendants of Revan and Bastila Shan. No buts or other types of protests are allowed.' a slowly forming Force ghost ended the talk. Both of them gasped. It was Revan himself! "If it is your will, I'll try my best to not kill the Sith." the Jedi sighed. "What?! I won't work with a filthy Jedi and I will NOT make a new order! The Sith will shine again!" Nox shouted. 'I said no protests, Darth Nox.' Revan said and tossed her against the bars.

She was protesting even after being tossed against the durasteel walls. Revan sighed. 'Well, it seems, that I must send only you, master Starwill. And one last thing, before you'll start your quest. The planet, where you will live from now is pre-interplanetary system travel, but they managed to send some primitive sonds and several men to the surface of the planet's only moon.' he announced and Gertel Starwill knew nothing more.

Gertel's POV

He woke up in the same day for a second time, but this time it was in a forest. He felt a shift in the Force. It was like a call for help. The youngest Jedi master in history grabbed even Revan's lightsaber and mask. He let the Force to guide him to the place. It took him five minutes to reach the place, from which the call came. It was a small village. He saw a cloaked figure walking to a place, where was nothi- a house?! 'So, this is the living place of the one, who called for help.' Gertel thought.

The cloaked figure turned slowly to his direction. Gertel immediately jumped behind a wooden canister, that was filled with water. 'I feel you. Come out of your cover, coward! No? Well then, Avada Kedavra!' the stranger shouted and from his stick flew a green ray of raw Force energy, that felt like death. Gertel quickly jumped behind the corner of the nearest building. The ray of death nearly missed his left arm.

That strange figure very slowly turned back to the house and sometimes looked behind his shoulder. Gertel was this time much slower and avoided thinking. He saw the man stopping right before the house and drawing his stick again. It emitted an almost natural flashlight light. But, he still felt the Force being violated by the mere presence of it. Almost like, that that stick made dozens, maybe hundreds of murders. And not of individuals. It killed whole families. 'I think, that Nox will like to shag with him.' Gertel thought.

Lily Potter's POV

"He's here! Lily run with Harry!" James shouted. The word 'he' meant only one thing. Voldemort had found them. "James! Stop being so Griffindorish and go with us!" she answered him. "No, Lily at least you must go!" her husband argued with her. She tried to apparite, but nothing happened. "He put anti-apparition wards on!" she cried out. James was shocked after hearing that.

"I'll send call for help! Until it comes, stay hidden with Harry!" James finally spoke up. Lily nodded and rushed to the nursery. Little Harry was crying. She tried to comfort him and succeed. Suddenly, she remembered something. 'Dumbledore will kill me, if he knows this.' the young witch thought and smiled. Lily started with creating a pentagram from random things, that came under her hand.

When she was done, a sound of fight echoed through the house. Lily used the weakest cutting curse on her thumb and started with reciting a very complicated hex, when she drew a circle made of her own blood around the star and on Harry's forehead. 'Now, I must let ol' Voldy kill me.' Lily thought and waited for the Dark lord. After a minute, which felt like days to her, the door started slowly opening.

"Get out from my way, Mudblood, and I'll spare you." Voldemort beamed. "No! If you want to kill Harry, than kill me first!" Lily answered. "Pathetic like a Mudblood from Gryffindor." Voldy said. Lily knew, what was going to happen and jumped right in time. "Avada kedavra!" the 'Heir of Slytherin' shouted and the killing curse hit her right into her heart. Lily Potter died with a smirk on her face.

Snape's POV

Severus Snape rushed to the house of Lily and James Potter. It was slowly breaking up. He summoned some supporting charms on the walls. There were several dead Death eaters around James's corpse. 'Lily hold on!' he thought and rushed to the nursery. "No! Voldemort, you killed her! I wanted her alive!" the Slytherin shouted. Suddenly, he heard a child's cry. Harry survived with just a single bolt-like scar.

And ol' Voldy nowhere to find. The little boy somehow managed to survive the killing curse. Not only survived. He THREW it back at the Dark lord. Snape stumbled over something. He regained his support and looked down. A pentagram in a bloody circle meant loads of things, but now, it meant, that Lily used an old ritual to save Harry by sacrificing herself.

Suddenly, he heard an unmistakable sound. Sirius is coming to save Harry. 'So, Potter used his precious coin.' Severus thought and apparited away.

Sirius's POV

Sirius Black landed with his bike at the garden before the house. He knew, that it was late, but something drew him in. He followed the call of someone inside. He was at the source in less, than 2 minutes. Sirius opened the door leading to the nursery. There was standing a sole and a weird clothed man.

He turned to face Sirius. "Take him. Only my power is holding this house in one piece." the man said. Sirius took his godson, who recognised him immediately. "Cle Doogy." Harry whispered. "Who are you?!" Sirius asked. "It's not important now! Go now and raise the boy!" that man answered.

Sirius gulped, but he listened to the man's demand. He will raise Harry to the point, which will make James and Lily proud. The last living man from house Black rushed back to his bike and prepared himself and Harry for ride to London. His ass will hurt like hell. Sirius was sure of that, but this was the safest way to hide Harry with him ASAP.

'The-boy-who-lived' won't go to the Dursleys. He will never meet them and live with them. The magic around him suddenly felt… happy? "What the… the magic never did something like this." Sirius said and started his flying bike.