Planet Coruscant has a long history. Located on crossing of the most important trade routes, it quickly becamea the centeral world of the Galactic Republic. It had faced many hardships, even the infamous Sacking of Coruscant, when the Sith Empire suddenly attacked and unleashed all the power of its fleet on it. It was a massacre.

The entire surface of Coruscant was covered by sprawling kilometers-high ecumenopolis, and boasted a population of over a hundred billion to several trillion, depending on times. It was growing not only up to the sky, its highest skyscrapers were famous all across the galaxy, but also deep inside its surface, almost reaching its core.

Couruscant was also a home to the Jedi Order. Following the devastation of Ossus, their residence ever since Jedi left Tython, the Jedi Council took up residence in the Jedi Temple on Coruscant, to which many Jedi relics from Ossus were taken. It grew and expanded, and became as it was now. The Temple stood on the surface level. It had four trapeze shaped walls, with five towers coming from it, by one at each corner and one in a middle. The last one was a place where the Council resided and currently was holding a meeting.

"It has been a week since the disturbance appeared and we still don't know what happened," Master Jedi Windu stated. Mace Windu was a bald brown skinned human with brown eyes. Like all the members of the Council he was sitting on a personal metal chair with red pieces of clothing.

"Indeed, it has," Master Yoda agreed. He was a small green being with long ears and a lot of big wrinkles he had earned in nine hundred years of his life. "But do nothing we can. Remaining unreachable, Unknown Regions are. The exact reason of disturbance we don't know, to our doom it may lead."

"The inaction won't get us anywhere. The disturbance of such power can only be the result of the dark side influence, we MUST investigate this," Mace insisted.

"The Force can guide us, the disturbance of such amount is simple to spot," one of the other masters said.

"The Force itself doesn't let any ships to go through. Hyperspace corridors are too twisted, it's too dangerous."

Suddenly all the Jedi had felt it again. The disturbance has grown much more powerful, a if it...became closer. No, not just closer.

"It is on Coruscant now!"

-A few minutes ago-

The rebels, though the name sounded exaggerating, had spent a week by making their hideout better. Being located inside the forest, they had some useful resources. Such as wood, water from the pond after they were out of it, Danny made the first try to check if it was safe for digestion. Even if he couldn't be poisoned, it still caused a great discomfort, he had learned about it when some rat poison made its way in his soda, don't ask how THAT happened. It simply was an unprecedented case of human stupidity and negligence. This water thankfully was safe.

All in all, there were about twenty people, including Phantom himself. Not much against the country which came out in space, but small enough to hide right under the government noses without even leaving the planet. Once they grow bigger, the Rebellion will need to expand their territory as well.

"Am I interrupting something important?"

Danny stopped his meditation, looked behind and saw Haseas in the 'doorway'. It was simply a small curtain leading to his 'headquarters'. They actually were filled with his personal things, like books. He even made a small improvised home for his new pet hawk. Danny has yet to name her, he wants the name to be special, fitting for a last of her kind. And Haseas has kinda become his second in command over the last week. Of all the slaves he was the most loyal to him.

"Well, nothing much. I'm doing it everyday as of late," Danny said, standing up.

"Is this something about your race religion or what?"

"No. By doing this I concentrate and maintain the balance of two sides of the Force inside of me."

"I don't have a sliightest clue what are you talking about," Haseas crossed his hands.

"Really?" The two walked out of his quarters. "You don't know about Jedi? Sith? Doesn't ring any bells?"

"Nope."

"Strange, it seems that no one here knows much. Are you sure about it? It may be that you simply misplaced the Force and magic."

"Ah, THAT'S what you mean. Yes, the Divine Empress has a few 'sorcerers'."

"Hm, curious," Danny mumbled, rubbing his chin. "So, was there anything you wanted to talk with me about?"

"Oh, yes, we have a few problems, actually," Haseas rubbed the back of his head. "We are out of food already for one thing."

"Why is it a problem? I've seen a few hogs or whatever they were. Go and shoot some, we will start on our first operation a few days later and get more supplies."

"But what if someone sees us?"

"Go out at night then...and better use the bow. Blaster fire will be noticeable," Haseas nodded.

"The second problem is about medicaments. We don't have any and some people don't seem very healthy, even for slaves," he pointed towards the very pale man.

Now that was the matter of concern. He can't allow any change in plans, but the medicaments' importance is huge. They could carry some hidden disease, medical inspection is required too. And it's not like he will just go to the shop and buy everything needed, it would look suspicious and they didn't have money...Wait, they had money, but that were Republican credits, they aren't accepted here.

'Then they will be accepted in the Republic,' Danny smirked at his thought. 

"Haseas, you are the main guy until I return."

"Where are you going?"

Phantom went back to his place where he took a case full of credits. He came to his companion after that.

Danny waved his hand and opened the portal. He was becoming natural in this, but somewhat he couldn't make a portal to the Ghost Zone. Maybe he just needed more practice. It would have made his job easier, in his realm Phantom could materialize everything needed, including medicaments and weapons.

"I'm going on a little shopping trip on another side of the galaxy. Be right back."

Danny grinned toothily before jumping through the portal. Haseas shook his head, this is the most weird kid he had seen.

Phantom picked Coruscant because the quality of supplies must be the biggest in a capital. But that was a simple guess, even if most probable one. However, Danny didn't know where exactly he would land. All he had was an information about the planet, not some certain places, especially when he needs this place to be secured. People tend to freak out when a tear in fabric of space appears out of nowhere.

Danny appeared in a dark alleyway. Completely dark, besides an end of this same alleyway, somehow dusty and wet in the same time, with a smell of poverty and junk in the air, just like he loves. In sarcastic way of course. That was a torture for his sensitive nose.

'Now wait there, kid,' Bogan stopped him.

"What is it?" Danny groaned.

'Don't take this tone with me, boy, or I'll start giving you a headache. What EXACTLY are you planning to do?'

"Eh...go and get supplies?"

'He is asking for another thing, young Phantom. Jedi Temple may be on another side of the planet, but they all now know you are here. It's a matter of time before they come after you, so you need to hurry,' Ashla advised.

'AND find something better to wear. You stand out of the crowd too much,' Bogan finished.

Danny rolled his eyes, coming out of the alleyway. That was when Danny had actually dropped his jaw. Giant floating screens in the air, flying cars speeding around, everything was like in 'Fifth element' or any other sci-fi movie. Basically everything was guessed right, well, not so many things could be different. A giant buildings buildings everywhere, droids patrolling the streets, showing that it wasn't the most safe place to live. But there was something else. There was no sky. At all. There was only a huge ceiling gleaming with different colored lights.

"What in the both worlds is THIS?!" Danny exclaimed, completely awed at the sight.

'You are on lower levels of Coruscant,' Bogan explained. 'The place where all lowlifers live, you are below the surface of the planet. The city almost reaches to the core. Now, will you move or not?'

Danny decided not to antagonize the dark being in his mind, so he just went in random direction, hoping to catch a taxi on his way. He hadn't much luck. All the time people glanced at his glowing body, which was a sign enough for Phantom that he should find something to take on. Danny found that confusing, Coruscant inhabitants didn't wear much different clothes. That was such a hypocrisy. 

Still, Phantom couldn't bring himself to be angry at them. They didn't look like prospering citizens at all, so they only caused pity.

'Ah, all this feeling of fear and despair...' Bogan took a deep breath, '...it is simply intoxicating.'

'Brother, you will not feed from it!'

'It's not like I actually CAN,' Bogan deadpanned.

Danny shook his head at the siblings exchange. Then he saw a small clothes trader. That should do the trick. Coming in another alleyway, Phantom opened the case and took up a handful of small currency. He had a feeling that doing it on public can only end badly. This folk doesn't look friendly. He bought a black robe with a hood, made of very soft material and thankfully without any sign of alien lices or moles. There must be some catch because of how cheap they were. Probably made by workers who are paid half credit for one hour.

Bogan laughed. 'My, my, you now look like a true dark side follower!'

'And again you go against your own words. You say you don't want me to fall to either side, but you are eager when I do something dark.'

'Well, I might get excited a bit. Don't deny it, kid, you like your new look.'

'Brother,' Ashla said threatingly. For the first time since they met, Danny noted.

'Relax, sister. All his PREVIOUS actions are that of a light side, let the kid have some fun for HIMSELF. It's not like he has done anything dark yet, anyway.'

'Do I have any saying in this?'

'Of course you do, Danny,' Ashla answered in her calm and kind tone again. 'It is for you to decide your actions. But that doesn't mean that I like to agree with brother, even when he is right. Just don't get too far if you decide to follow his advices.'

'Well, that depends on situation and my acquaintances' will to cooperate,' Danny shrugged.

Suddenly he felt that something tugged his arm harshly. Probably trying to get the case Danny was holding. It didn't work, the ghost teen's grip was deadly. Phantom looked behind and saw a guy with triangle head and squid like mouth, meaning that there were two big teeth on the higher gum and only one on the lower, which could fit between the higher teeth when the mouth was closed. Four tentacles were hanging from the ends of the mouth. He looked frightened when Phantom grabbed his hand.

"Is there any particular reason you tried to get my belongings, hm?" Danny asked calmly, and his neon eyes shone through the darkness of the hood.

"I...eh..."

"If you don't want me to call the police, you will help me in my little dilemma."

"W-what dilemma?"

"I'm looking for a place where I can get medical supplies, and most preferably medical droid. You know any?"

"Y-yes, I'll show you," Danny let go of the quarren, who rubbed his sore arm. This grip was just too tight. The quarren sighed. "Follow me."

"Don't try to run away," Phantom threatened, seeing that his captive was eager to get as far as he could. "You won't be able to."

The quarren gulped and nodded. He won't test his luck. After walking through the crowd and going down a few levels, they were standing on a sidewalk of this 'street'.

"It's over there," the quarren pointed at the shop on the other side of the street. "Now, can I go?"

"Yeah, yeah, thanks and all that, now move on," Danny waved his hand nonchalantly, before his guide almost ran for it. Then Phantom realized that there was no way he could get to another side of the pit. Oh, wait, he is a ghost, of course there is a way. Hiding yet again behind a pile of crates he became invisible and flew to the other side, where he became visible again. He had forgotten to become intangible, so he was slightly hit by a car on his way. It wasn't pleasant.

Phantom went inside the shop. It wasn't casual pharmacy. Instead of ever present white color, which in such amount made Danny sick by known reasons, it looked just as dark as the rest of Coruscant literal Underworld. It looked more like some kind of shady pawnshop. Maybe that was because of all the metal bars separating two sides of the shop.

"Ah, a customer!" A huge toad-like alien with four hands appeared behind the counter. "How can I be of assistance?"

"I'm looking for medical droid. Do you have any?"

"You better ask what model I don't have! Which one do you need? Good old 2-1B? Or maybe a few Fixits?"

Danny hid his awkward lack of knowledge about droids under calm face. "I'd like to see them first."

The shopkeeper went into the back of the shop and returned with a few droids. The first one walked on two legs, with two needles instead of left hand, and right normal hand. It had white LED eyes and speaker which looked like microphone. Another droid looked a lot like Dalek from 'Doctor Who'. It was moving on small wheels and had a lot of hands, each of them ending with medical tools.

"Here they are. This little guys are in perfect condition. I recommend to use them together, they are programmed to cooperate."

"Nice trade trick," Danny chuckled, putting a hand on his chin. "Do they require any special treatment?"

"Well, FX needs to refill its bacta tanks from time to time. I can sell some extra ones. Not to mention all the other serums."

"Hm," Phantom hummed. "Let's suggest that I don't have anything to charge them from..."

"Not a problem. I know one mechanic, he can make them charge from sollar energy, for additional payment, of course."

Danny nodded. "Very well, I'll buy them. Also, I'd like to purchase medpacks."

"How much?" The shop owner took some PDA and stylus, oh, this future is Tucker's personal heaven...Danny's mood dropped drastically and he felt like a stone was shoved down his throat, but he still needs to do his job.

"As much as I can for what will be left," Danny put his case in front of the trader and opened it. His eyes became wide as saucers.

"Are...are you sure you can carry all the stuff from here?"

"That's none of your concern," Danny raised his hand. "Just for the note. If for example I've encountered yet unknown specie...will they be safe for them?"

"Hm...I'm not completely sure about the other medicaments...but bacta is completely safe for any specie. Droids can check the safety, anyway."

"When will my shipment be ready?"

"By the evening, if nothing happens."

Danny didn't look pleased, since he needed to hurry, but there was nothing he could do with it. "Where should I wait for the shipment?"

"Warehouse five, sector G-3HL, my man will meet you there."

Phantom left the building, this doesn't go as well as he expected. Jedi are probably already half way there and he needs to wait for an evening. And he hadn't any food since the last day. Maybe it was for the best, he was getting sick of that bars, anyway. If only he could reach the Ghost Zone, he won't have needed it at all. Without ectoplasm he needs food to restore the energy. Plus, eating food eased the fact that Danny is fully dead now. It isn't the most easy thing to get used to.

'Oh, stop being so angsty, kid,' Bogan said.

'I'm not 'angsty',' Danny responded.

'Really? You just stand here, leaning on the edge of the sidewalk, with a rain pouring down on you...seems pretty depressive for me.'

Phantom looked up. 'It's just a broken pipe, not rain,' he continued to stare on a distance.

'Danny, please, don't be like that,' Ashla gently asked. 'I understand that it is still hard for you, any reminder is painful, and I am in no way asking you to forget about them, since I know how much you cared for your friends and sister. But eventually, you will have to let go.'

"Thanks, that helps a lot," Danny deadpanned verbally.

'I think I know what might cheer you up,' Bogan said excitedly. 'Jedi are on their way...'

'And...'

'And you can travel to another part of the planet in a blink. How about a little game?'

That was when Phantom smirked widely.

-Meanwhile-

The Jedi Council had decided that it was too dangerous to send one or two Jedi. Yet, if the whole Order just goes under the planet's surface it will look if not suspicious, then downright odd. So they decided to get down through different entrances in small groups. Everyone wondered how the disturbance got all the way here in a matter of seconds, and, most importantly, WHY was it here, but one thing was for sure, they needed to stop it.

"Master Yoda, you alright?" Windu asked.

The Jedi Master sighed, looking down at the rotten Underground World from their transport.

"A great sorrow, I felt."

"I felt it, too. Do you think someone was harmed?"

"Fear I do sense, but not the disturbance is its cause. But as emotions grow, the disturbance stronger becomes."

"Do you have any ideas of what that might be?"

Yoda only shook his head in response grimly. Then he felt a wave of childish mischief where the sorrow once was. That was...unusual.

After two Jedi stopped and got to the sidewalk. The disturbance was as easy to spot as a turned on projector in a middle of the night. It was moving, nevertheless, and the jedi followed. After many turns and passageways they realized that it stopped before moving on much slower pace. The Force led them straight to one of the many bars of the Underworld.

"Come inside, you must, Master Windu," Yoda said, "If in there is the one we are searching for, intercept him outside I will."

Mace nodded and entered the building.

That proved to be harder than expected. Apparently, the disturbance was so intense, that it covered the radius of at least twenty meters, and determine the source was almost impossible, since they entered this 'field', too. Mace walked around, searching for the source directly, while Yoda situated comfortably on the bench outside and closed his eyes.

The bar was full of bright blue and red light, as well as lowlife scum. Vulgar dressed waitresses, gambling games, what else a visitor of such place could dream about? Probably only a good music. A slow melody unknown genre, featuring a lot of wind instruments, started to play. That was actually jazz, and the song was sang by a certain white haired young man. Windu didn't notice a huge smirk on his face.

(Better listen a cover of this song by Max Raabe. The original was far worse in my opinion)

I think I did it again
I made you believe we're more than just friends
Oh baby
It. Might seem like a crush
But it doesn't mean that I'm serious
'Cause to lose all my senses
That is just so typically me!

Windu was watching suspicious man in the far end of the room. But after reaching with the Force he felt nothing. It wasn't the one they were searching for.

Oh baby, baby,
Oops, I did it again
I played with your heart, got lost in the game
Oh baby, baby.
Oops, you think I'm in love
That I'm sent from above
I'm not that innocent.

People around seemed to like the song a lot, some of them even cheered. They ignored the fact that the singer appeared out of nowhere, and the musicians played what he needed.

You see my problem is this
I'm dreaming away
Wishing that heroes, they truly exist
I cry, watching the days
Can't you see I'm a fool in so many ways
But to lose all my senses
That is just so typically me!

'C'mon, dear Jedi, how much time it's gonna take for you to figure out? The song is almost finished!' Danny exclaimed mentally.

Oh baby, oh,
Oops, I did it again
I played with your heart, got lost in the game
Oh baby, baby
Oops, you think I'm in love
That I am sent from above
I'm not. That. Innocent!

'I'm giving you a damn tip! Common!'

Danny bowed slightly to the crowd under loud clapping with a grin on his face. He glanced at the Jedi Master, who was asking the bartender if he had seen anything strange. The bartender looked back at Danny and the ghost teen jumped from the stage with his back turned to the Jedi Master. It was time to leave.

"Hey, wait there!" Mace shouted, approaching him.

"Sorry, I gave you a chance, but you are too laate," Phantom said in singsong voice without turning back and shutting close the metal door.

Mace tried to open the door, but it was locked. He turned on his lightsaber and prepared to cut through, but then he saw a bright green light coming through the small slits, before it subdued and the disturbance was gone. Windu still cut through, despite all complaints of the bar visitors. Much to his shock, there was no one in that room.

"How is that possible?" He muttered.

Joda appeared out of nowhere. "Inform the others, we must. Very quickly the disturbance moves."

"This disturbance is caused by a kid!"

"Very deceiving, appearances can be. Especially when the dark side is its cause."

-Later-

Phantom got bored of his game after five more times. Sure, they tried harder and harder with each time, but he was getting out of his creativeness. One time he sent three Jedi in a nice trip down the sewers, another time he just froze them over and freed ten minutes later once he got away. He even played a waiter once, it required possession, though. Oh, well, it's not like he was planning to do something evil, right? There he was also able to eat. Then everything he could do was to make a few groups walk into each other, creeping them out with laughter coming out of nowhere.

Yet again, Danny was bored of toying with them, which both relaxed and worried the Jedi. Now he was sitting on the top of their Temple, simply enjoying how the twilight ecumenopolis looked like and waiting until the Jedi figure out where he was. It was obviously a place for rich enough people. Those skyscrapers fit their name, they reached far, far above the clouds. Shining city below gleamed like an ocean reflecting the sunlight.

'It's definitely not Sam's type of planet,' Danny smiled slightly.

'How so?' Ashla asked.

'You saw my memories. She would have flipped out here, not a single tree on the whole planet!' He chuckled. 'Though I bet Tucker would have agreed to live even on low levels just for a chance to stay here,' Danny jumped on his legs and stretched his muscles.

"I think it's time I catch a taxi."

With that he jumped down and landed on his feet without making a sound. Phantom walked to the edge of the piece of land where the Temple stood. There he caught a taxi without many hardships.

"Where to?" The driver asked.

"Sector G3-HL, warehouse five."

"Sure, but credits first," the driver looked back at his passanger.

"I don't have any," Danny raised his hand, "But you will drive me there for free," he waved it and the driver's eyes widened.

"I'll drive you for free," he said and looked back on the road.

The road went silent as the city was becoming darker and darker. Danny looked at the electronic clocks out of the window and saw that it was six pm. Apparently this planet spun around its axis almost as fast as Earth. This was an unusual experience to be in a flying car. It wasn't nearly as good as flying by himself, but the experience still was priceless.

The taxi stopped near a platform and Phantom started to get out of the car, when the driver looked back again.

"Are you going to pay or not?"

'Effects must have worn off,' Danny thought, "You are going to go away and forget about meeting me," he waved his hand and the driver obeyed.

Phantom turned around and his eyes widened. The warehouse was enormous! It was about hundred meters tall and Ancients know hom wide. There was a number of the warehouse painted on a wall over the doors. Shaking out of his stupor, Danny took his way to the huge building. People were fussing around and simply did their work, the working day was yet to be over. That was making his task a little harder, how was he supposed to move his stuff?

"Hey, you! What are you doing here?" One of the guards asked him. Danny turned to the soldier.

"Why such harshness? I'm just here to take my shipment," the armed man stood aside. Danny went inside, rolling his eyes.

'If the entire galaxy consists stupid brutes then I'll better return to Earth,' he deadpanned mentally.

Once inside, Phantom looked around for the one who must show him the way. Then he felt a tap on his shoulder. Danny looked down and saw another Cthulhu wannabe. Wait a minute...

"Aren't you the guy who tried to steal my money?" Phantom asked. The quarren seemed to recognize him too and backed off.

"I...eh..."

"Is that how you greet everyone you meet?" Danny chuckled, trying to show him that he wasn't in trouble.

"You are the one the shipment is for?"

"Yep, lead the way. Again."

The quarren walked to the side and Danny followed. Despite more calm atmosphere, Phantom could see and sense that his old/new guide was very tense.

"You are not going to tell the police about me, are you?" He asked.

"I promised that I won't if you show me the road," Danny responded, "I'm a man of my word. Unless...it was a trick to advertise your boss' shop..." he narrowed his eyes.

"Hehe," the quarren laughed nervously. Phantom sighed, rubbing his temples.

"As long as the quality of my supplies is satisfying, I don't care."

The quarren gulped and hoped that the man was saying the truth. He pressed some combination on the panel and opened the door. There were seven gray boxes stacked in a pile, as well as two droids standing nearby. They were turned off, and now had special dark panels on tops of their heads, most probably for solar energy.

"Leave me," Danny said, confusing the alien.

"Don't you need someone to carry..."

"I'll do everything myself, thanks, now go," Phantom waved his hand and the thief/guide/loader preferred not to argue.

Then Danny felt that he wasn't alone. But this time, it was something dark. Something similar to what Dan seemed to radiate, too, Phantom did subconciously feel that once he fought against that monster. Cold, merciless, and without any sign of warm feelings. Taking into account a huge force potential of the person behind him, it led to only one assumption.

"And here I was wondering how long it is going to take for a Sith to appear," Phantom said dryly, looking behind and receiving a low cracking chuckle. 

"My boy, it was indeed a matter of time," a person stepped out of the shadows.

He was dressed in black robe, too. The only thing the hood was showing was the person's chin. He wasn't very tall, a few inches smaller than Danny. The power he radiated was bigger than what you expect from an old man, judging from his voice.

"Pal, someone needs to introduce you to the pills for cough. You really might use one," Phantom said sarcastically, crossing his hands and leaning against the crates.

"What can I do with it? I'm simply an old man," the sith said with fake sadness in his voice.

"Like that ever stopped Sith from doing their evil Sith things," Danny rolled his eyes. "You seem to be waiting for me. How did you know I'll be coming here?"

"Sith merely have our own view of things, child, but that doesn't make us evil. You underestimate my abilities, child. The one you traded with told me about your order."

'Alright, this one is a cunning little...' Bogan started, but the person continued.

"Why do you need so much medicaments?" He asked.

"Well, I lead a small rebellion against the empire in the Unknown Regions, nothing much."

A small smile appeared on the Sith Lord's face. If Phantom hadn't seen such a smile before, he would have assumed that it was genuine.

"This is really curious, my boy. Tell me, how did you manage to get there?" And now the Sith sounded like a kind grandfather.

Danny laughed, throwing his head back.

"Better ask how I got from there, here. I was born in that part of the galaxy. And I'm not going to share this information with every stranger who doesn't even show his face. Sorry for being so straightforward, but that simply doesn't help with negotiations."

"I...apologize, but I cannot reveal myself by the same reasons. I don't know about your intentions, child. You cause the disturbance inside both sides of the Force and it's hard determine to which you belong. It will be such a disappointment if such a power will go to waste..."

"Stop it right there," Danny raised his hand. "Are...are you offering me to join the Dark Side? Because if you do, then it will prove to be a disappointment. I traveled in time not for repeating the same stupid mistakes."

Phantom could feel a huge wave of surprise coming from the Sith.

"You are a very peculiar child," he said. "But you can't deny that it's a part of you."

"I never said I am saint and naive. I don't believe in Jedi ideals either. But I'm not going to jump from one end to another."

The person's smile widened. Maybe it won't be so hard, after all.

"And I'm not trying to puch you over the edge, dear boy. You may learn both sides, I'll merely teach you the ways of the Dark side. Consider my offer, and contact me when you decide."

The old man approached Danny and put a communicator in his hand, before leaving as suddenly as he arrived.