ALRIGHT! This is an AU of Star Wars Rebels, in a Galaxy where, THE REBUPLIC DOESN'T FALL! And Caleb (Kanan) isn't horrifically scared by the loss of his master… yet! No, I'm just kidding… OR AM I!?

… Mr. Dark plot twist himself, Filoni is my inspiration. *adjusts evil hat*

Now understand, I wanted this to be as 'authentic' as I can get it to both the original trilogies and TV series, so I had to make a few creative changes to include other thing like characters and ideas...

Enjoy!

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Caleb (Kanan) POV:

8 years after the death of Chancellor Palpatine, which brought the Clone Wars to its end. Was when I, Caleb Dume, was Knighted.

With its leader dead, at the hands of Master Windu and Master Skywalker, the Separatist forces fell into disarray and were ordered to fall back and regroup. While the Republic faced its own corruption and losses.

After the realization that their own leader was Darth Sidious, the entire Jedi order and Senate were thoroughly checked and cleared of most of its corruption. Most being the key word.

The Separatists used those 7 years to reconfigure its military powers. Scraping its droid army, and under a new leader, Darth Deimos, and made its own order, The Order of the Sith. And took up refuge in the Outer rim.

I realized that now, I was part of the bigger picture… part of the peace keeping, Jedi Order. I looked to my master, Depa Billaba, and asked "Where do I fit into all this?" She looked to me and smiled her proud, motherly smile and calmly said "I do not know such things, Caleb, perhaps the answer will come to you in a different form." She laid her hand on my shoulder, squeezed ever so gently, and joined her fellow council members in the happy conversation.

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A year after my Knighting, The council had received an urgent message from Ryloth. A Twi'lik named Cham Syndulla claimed that the Separatists were once again on Ryloth and once again requested the help of the Jedi. To which Master Windup volunteered, claiming to already have experience with Cham and the Ryloth rebellion.

Which was why I was pleasantly surprised when he offered for me to accompany him to Ryloth.

When we arrived we were greeted by Cham Syndulla, who, on the flight here I learned was the leader of the rebellion on Ryloth, and his daughter Hera Syndulla… and from the moment her eyes connected to mine, there was an instant spark.

I was in love with her.

From the minute we arrived on Ryloth, It was obvious that Master Windu and Cham Syndulla had a less than agreeable past. And to mine and Hera's amusement, constantly argued and disagreed with one another on tactics a strategy. Trying to 'out calmly argue' the other.

While I, tried to woo Hera…

I would spend hours trying to strike a conversation, give my most confident smiles, and flirt but… I was less than successful. But I was determined, and while in a hectic battle which lead to Hera almost being crushed by falling debris, if it weren't for me, saving her with the force… she'd be a green pancake.

Since then, the spark between us only grew. But even with the feeling of belonging with Hera… I still felt that… my place in all this has yet to fully come to me.

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Now after 15 years, I'm 28 years old.

Since my Knighting, since meeting Hera and after establishing a relationship and inviting her to join me, I've became a damn good Jedi. In fact, I was the first have encountered a dark side user know as an inquisitor. Sith knock offs who are a lesser tier of the Order of Sith.

The first Inquisitor I met was a Pau'an, who thinks himself high and mighty, and me unworthy of knowing his name.

I was sent by Master Yoda himself to investigate a claim that there was a Sith terrorizing the Outer rim, near Garel. And not 30 minutes after I arrive, he comes to me! Arrogant prick had the nerve to brag and gloat about how "the Jedi will fall, the Separatists are stronger than ever, BLAH BLAH BLAH"

I won… yep. I totally did. He 'ran' away so I technically won... I warned the council of it and made sure that they were well informed of the Separatists reappearance.

We've fought multiple times after that, and each fight more frustrating than the last.

And since his first appearance, more Inquisitors began to show up. Challenging the Jedi and the Order. But the Jedi were prepared. Thanks to me.

So here I am now, on Lothal, with Hera.

This place is so dark and depressing. It's small, run down towns. And the people, though most of them lively… seemed to have an oppressed aurora around them. But the most striking, more disturbing detail here… Couples, Merchants, Citizens of all gender and species.

But… No younglings. Anywhere.

Everywhere else, Corasant, Garel, Ryloth, heck, freaking Tatooine had children that could be seen running, playing, laughing.

But here… I could feel through the Force a dark shadow over this planet. Even non Force sensitive Hera could feel it. Something was wrong here.

And in this dark, foreboding place, was where the answer to my question, would come to me… 'Where do I fit into the bigger picture?'

'Right here.'

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So? Good for a pro-log? Bad?

GIVE ME FEED BACK DAMN IT!