Turmoil has engulfed the Galactic Republic. The taxation of trade routes to outlying star systems is in dispute. Hoping to resolve the matter with a blockade of warships, the Trade Federation has stopped all shipping to the planet of Naboo.

While the Senate of the Republic debates this chain of events, Supreme Chancellor Valorum secretly plans to dispatch two Jedi Knights, the guardians of peace and justice in the galaxy, to settle the conflict.

Unknown to the Jedi, they are about to receive help from an unexpected ally, Darth Imperious, the recently awoken Sith Lord must find her place in this new galaxy…

The research vessel Atlantis descended into Coruscant's atmosphere, returning from a very successful mission in the Unknown Region. Its crew worked for the University of Coruscant archaeology department and now had proof that the empire of Zakuul had indeed existed in the form of both artifacts and a living witness.

Freya sat close to a view port watching Coruscant getting inexorably closer to the ship she was aboard. She didn't like her situation she has been frozen in carbonite for nearly four millennia, she didn't know how she survived that long but she had a theory about it but the being has yet to manifest itself.

However, she sure knew why, during her slumber, her connection to the force gradually grew stronger and as a result, she had seen visions of a future yet to pass. Don't get her wrong, she is a Sith, but what she saw terrified her the brutal annihilation of the Jedi order and the era of darkness that would follow really disturbed her.

Coruscant, the jewel of the core worlds, it was the first time she saw it. It reminded her of Nar Shaddaa and the first she had met her cousins in person even though they had talk through holo-communication, despite the risk linked to it her being a Sith and them Jedi, for as long as they could remember. Sara and Alexander, as well as Kira, Alexander padawan, had met Freya a few day after she had created an earthquake on the moon-wide city in order to help her take over the cult of Darth Paladius to recover one of Tulak Ord artifact for her master Lord Zash. The conversation they shared in one of Nar Shaddaa's cantina was a funny one. She faintly smiled at the memory of her family.

"So ready to see Coruscant again?" asked the head researcher, slightly concerned, to Freya.

Freya chuckled, after all it would be the first she would see the planet-wide city that is Coruscant, as she turned toward the professor of archaeology, "I think so, but I still don't know how I feel about this whole situation."

"You shouldn't worry too much about it," said the professor, "after all, you are a living piece of Republic history and the Jedi Order is still here so you will at least have something to anchor yourself to."

The Sith thought bemused. Perhaps not the way you think.

"So what will you do once we have landed?" asked the professor.

What would she do, well during the month long trip back to Coruscant, she had verified that all of her belonging where still there, her holocron was still intact and fully functioning while both her lightsaber and great grand mother double bladed lightsaber didn't work anymore probably due to her time inside her prison of carbonite, and she also had quite a few question that needed answers. "Well, I think I will go to the Jedi temple my lightsabers need to be repaired and I have a few question that need to be answered." Freya replied to the archaeology professor. The archaeologist at taken her for a jedi and she wasn't going to correct him because in her eyes the Jedi were, ironically, her only source of help to understand her situation and her place in the galaxy.

Freya looked at the Jedi Temple, impressed by it's grandeur which she suspected was the point. The building was a beacon of light or at least it was meant be on this world of durasteel and duracrete, as she could feel the darkness that was settling over it. This made the white haired woman frown, she was a sith but even to her this darkness was unnatural, it wasn't similar to the darkness of Korriban, a world with a deep connection to the dark side and home world of the Sith specie, or that of Dromund Kass, capital of the know defunct Sith Empire.

The woman should have been dead, the archaeological team that unearth her told her that her carbonite block didn't have any life support system attached to it, but here she was. She had her theory as to how but she still needed to see if a certain showed itself to her, if it then she would have her answer. And with her visions still fresh in her mind, she didn't have any feeling of uncertainty that she had to inform the jedi council on what she was shown. While she was a Sith and had her fair share of unpleasant and gruesome sights bestowed upon her what she saw made her stomach churn and her blood run cold because she was still human.

The Force seemed amused at the prospect of using a Sith to prevent the Jedi downfall and destruction.

But Freya didn't mind, she maybe a Sith but she is a servant of the Force as well as its master. Most Sith, would say that they commanded the Force, force it to do their bidding, but not her or her mother family because they knew full well that the Force wasn't just a tool or a weapon and thus allowing them to use the dark side of the Force with a greater degree of control allowing to suffer less of the side effects of using the dark side.

While Freya pondered on her options and her current status she heard voices and turned to see what she understood to be a jedi knight and his padawan ascending on the temple steps.

"Master, do you know why the council wishes to see us so urgently?" the younger of the men asked.

"Master Windu didn't go into the specifics but I believe it is linked to the chancellor worry of for the situation in the mid-rim." answer the older, bearded man replied.

Freya smirked, her way inside the Jedi temple just presented itself to her.

A/N : this fan-fiction was inspired by the story "The Time Displaced Sith" by: OfficerDonNZ.

Do not hesitate to leave a review or a suggestion, this is the first fan-fiction I ever wrote. I understand that this chapter might have similarity with the first chapter of "The Time Displaced Sith" but I think that being frozen in carbonite is the only logical and "lore friendly" in this kind of story.

PS : I rewrote part of this chapter because, I blatantly copied from "The Time Displaced Sith" first chapter.