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Chapters (80)
  1. Cover
  2. The Rising Storm
  3. PROLOGUE
  4. CHAPTER ONE
  5. CHAPTER TWO
  6. CHAPTER THREE
  7. CHAPTER FOUR
  8. CHAPTER FIVE
  9. CHAPTER SIX
  10. CHAPTER SEVEN
  11. CHAPTER EIGHT
  12. CHAPTER NINE
  13. CHAPTER TEN
  14. CHAPTER ELEVEN
  15. CHAPTER TWELVE
  16. CHAPTER THIRTEEN
  17. CHAPTER FOURTEEN
  18. CHAPTER FIFTEEN
  19. CHAPTER SIXTEEN
  20. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
  21. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
  22. CHAPTER NINETEEN
  23. CHAPTER TWENTY
  24. CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
  25. CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
  26. CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
  27. CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
  28. CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
  29. CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
  30. CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
  31. CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
  32. CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
  33. CHAPTER THIRTY
  34. CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
  35. CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
  36. CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
  37. CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
  38. CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
  39. CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
  40. CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
  41. CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
  42. CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
  43. CHAPTER FORTY
  44. CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
  45. CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
  46. CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
  47. CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
  48. CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
  49. CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
  50. CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
  51. CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT
  52. CHAPTER FORTY-NINE
  53. CHAPTER FIFTY
  54. CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE
  55. CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO
  56. CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE
  57. CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR
  58. CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE
  59. CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX
  60. CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN
  61. CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT
  62. CHAPTER FIFTY-NINE
  63. CHAPTER SIXTY
  64. CHAPTER SIXTY-ONE
  65. CHAPTER SIXTY-TWO
  66. CHAPTER SIXTY-THREE
  67. CHAPTER SIXTY-FOUR
  68. CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE
  69. CHAPTER SIXTY-SIX
  70. CHAPTER SIXTY-SEVEN
  71. CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHT
  72. CHAPTER SIXTY-NINE
  73. CHAPTER SEVENTY
  74. CHAPTER SEVENTY-ONE
  75. CHAPTER SEVENTY-TWO
  76. CHAPTER SEVENTY-THREE
  77. CHAPTER SEVENTY-FOUR
  78. CHAPTER SEVENTY-FIVE
  79. CHAPTER SEVENTY-SIX
  80. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

An image sprang to Elzar’s mind, a horned creature that he didn’t recognize. There was so much he wanted to ask her, but this was neither the time nor the place.

“So what now?” he asked, the sanval nuzzling his palm. “We round up the other animals?”

“If they are still alive,” Ty replied, leaping onto her lizard, straddling the beast like a dewback. “And along the way I’m sure our new friends wouldn’t be opposed to a little monster hunting of their own.” She looked up at the Nihil marauders who could still be spotted through the smog. “I know I’m not.”

Stars, he liked this woman. Elzar mounted his own beast in a single bound, the sanval baying with anticipation as he settled between her wings.

“After you?”

Ty shook her head, a wry smile upon her face. “I don’t think so. Secrets or not, I still want you where I can see you. Jedi first.”

Elzar snorted and patted his mount’s thick neck. “Okay, girl. Time to see what you can do.”

CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT

The skies above Valo

Jedi were taught to see the best in people from an early age. Friend or enemy, all were to be respected. The belief ran deep. There was good in the darkest of hearts. Such conviction marked the Jedi out from other Force-users: They were always ready to give someone a second chance. They were always ready to try again. To do otherwise would have been a betrayal of everything the Order stood for.

Unfortunately, the Jedi occupied a universe that didn’t share this sentiment, a universe that constantly tried to prove otherwise. The Jedi’s greatest strength was also their weakness, the gap in their armor.

Indeera’s drift swept out of the park, their charges still hanging on for dear life, Porter Engle keeping them all in place. That’s when the Nihil on Mikkel’s nose struck, punching down with the power gauntlet on its curled fist. The electrified glove smashed through the Vector’s thin skin, plunging deep into the workings. The result was instantaneous, the suicidal act of hatred robbing Mikkel of his controls. His Vector dropped out of the drift, breaking not only the formation, but also the Force-enabled connection among the pilots. The other survivors slipped ever so slightly, the Jedi reaching out to grab them, Porter Engle nearly tumbling from his perch as Mikkel corkscrewed out of the sky.