If any normal civilian were to enter the Holocron Vault, the first thing they would notice would be the impressive amount of glowing, metal boxes, which contained priceless information that only the Jedi could access. If they stayed long enough, they would also notice how eerily quiet the tomb-like vault is, with the only sounds they might hear would be their own breathing, or in this case, the sound of Yoda's cane tapping as he walked leisurely to his destination.
This is one of the many ways the Jedi are so different than the average person. This is also one of the many reasons to how different a Master is to a youngling. If Yoda concentrated hard enough, he would've been able to hear every single one of the Holocrons, each of them whispering their messages to the powerful force-wielder.
This would drive any normal person or even a youngling mad, which is why it's also a blessing that only Masters can automatically hear them, for only the Masters have a high enough skill to block out the endless chatter that would arise from the glowing, blue boxes.
'Found it, I have.'Yoda thought to himself as he raised his hand.
With a quiet hiss, one of the holocrons popped out of the wall. It gently floated towards Yoda's awaiting hands. He cradled the Holocron with care as if one would care for a hatching egg - or a thermal detonator.
"Long time has it been, holding this." Yoda stared at the Holocron, which held the knowledge of ancient history that he was unfortunate to be a part of. Locked away in this Holocron, he had hoped that he would never have to open it again. Sadly though, the force had just proven him wrong, and it would appear that he would have to return to that planet.
Turning around while holding the Holocron, he made his way back towards the exit of the Vault and prepared himself for the reactions of those who would find out that a secret had been held from them for almost seven centuries.
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In the Jedi Temple Communications Center, seats and spots were being taken as it was being filled with Jedi of all ranks, including some younglings, who had calmed down at this point and were more curious than terrified at what could've caused "The Ripple", as some have already dubbed it.
Windu walked up to the holoprojector table. Turning on the map, all of the lights dimmed down, with the only source of light being the glowing, holographic map of the galaxy, which almost took up the whole room. Yoda walked up to the holoprojector and placed the Holocron on the floor just in front of it.
"What's the master doing?" One youngling whispered.
"I don't know, maybe it has something to do with that sudden surge we had felt."
All chatter stopped when Yoda sat in his meditative position as he began to concentrate on the Force. Everyone knew to remain as silent as possible, or else they accidentally interrupted the wise master while he was connecting to the Force.
The Holocron began to slowly open, splitting itself into dozens of pieces. All of those pieces floated away from each other as a small, ball of light rose up from the holocron. The ball of light floated upwards towards the holoprojector before it began to glow brighter, the small ball of light becoming a miniature sun, blinding anyone who didn't cover their eyes immediately.
"Ah, my eyes!"
"Too bright!"
"What the kriff?!"
The brightness only lasted for a brief moment before it dimmed down, allowing every Jedi in the room to see again. When they looked around, they noticed that the Galactic map was still there and that Master Yoda was now standing on his feet again. At first, everyone thought that nothing had happened until a youngling noticed something.
"Look!" A small, Twi'lek youngling pointed upward at the map. "Over there!"
Everyone looked up, but didn't see what the Youngling meant until Anakin noticed where the young boy was pointing at. Right at the southern sectors of the Outer Rim, just underneath the Sujimis and the Samix sector, now laid another sector in place of the void that was previously there.
"No way." This got Anakin to speak out. "There! That's an-"
"Yes, young Skywalker. A secret sector, it is." Yoda replied to Anakin's outburst. "Kept in the dark, everyone was. Two more planets with life, there are. Called the Terran Sector, it is. The planets, Elementia and Earth."
This took everyone by surprise, with many of them, younglings included, being excited to find out about a new life somewhere around the Galaxy, while others were wondering why this was kept a secret by the Grand Master.
One of those Jedi was Oppo Rancisis, a Jedi Master who was a Thisspiasian male, and also one of their oldest members, wondered why Yoda had kept this all a secret. "Master Yoda, what's the meaning of this? Keeping the existence of this inhabited sector away from the rest of the Galaxy?"
"I would like to know myself, Master." Ki-Adi-Mundi, a male, Cerean Jedi Master asked calmly.
"Different reasons, both planets have," Yoda said solemnly. "Both planets, extremely unaware, live beyond their planets they don't know. No knowledge of each other, they do not." Yoda's ears then drooped in weariness. "...Violent, both planets are."
"How violent do you mean by that, Master?" Master Luminara questioned, who was a Mirialan female Jedi who just got back from Kashyyyk with her padawan, Barriss Offee.
"Many wars experienced, Earth has," Yoda explained to them. "Many wars, more vicious they turn, more deadlier their weapons become, more life perished, it resulted. Not like any other planet they killed more." Yoda spared the details to the knowledge of Earth's history he knew, now that he had revealed it to the Jedi it would be only a matter of time before this will be knowledge to the intergalactic community.
"But Master Yoda, what about the planet Elementia?" Anakin asked. Yoda seemed to stiffen up at this as if remembering a terrible memory. Slowly, he raised his hand at the Holocron, and it glowed again. This time, instead of a miniature sun, a large hologram popped out of the Holocron, almost as if they were watching the Holonet.
Explosions shook the earth as an unholy screech filled the air. Soldiers wearing Mandalorian armor flew away from the explosions as they fired at something in the distance.
Two men stood side to side as they panted, their white, traditional-looking attire dirtied from battle. They looked like they were human, save for their abnormally pale skin, and their equally abnormal horns and eyes. One of them had strange, purple eyes, with rippling black lines in them, with a third, red eye in the center of his forehead, just above where his eyebrows should've been.
His brother, who looked a little younger due to the lack of wrinkles in his face, looked very identical to his twin, save for his eyes. Instead of the same third eye and the same two purple ones, his were milky eyes. Despite this, even the younglings knew that he was not blind and that he was perfectly capable of seeing the destruction around them.
"Brother," The milky-eyed one looked around at the destruction. Villages, mountains, fand forests, they were all destroyed in their battle with some terrible enemy. "I grow weary of this battle, and every day, I grow less confident that we can win."
"Faith in ourselves, we must have." A very young-looking Yoda ran up to them from behind, his green lightsaber ignited. "Leave this planet, that woman must not."
Behind Yoda was what looked to be soldiers in white armor, as well as various other Jedi. Many were tending to their wounded, or comforting the dying, uttering prayers and other words of comfort.
CRUNCH!
Yoda turned around and saw a Mandalorian fly down to greet the Jedi. Covered head to toe in Beskar's armor, Yoda could feel the red and black armor's pride and history from where he stood.
"I see that you haven't lost hope yet." The man grinned from under his helmet. Behind him, more Mandalorians in similarly colored armor landed near him, all armed with blasters, rockets, and various other weapons.
"You know, it's funny." A man wearing a dark robe stepped up to the group, wiping away remnants of what looked like white flesh. "I never would've imagined that we'd find ourselves on this crossroad to our shared goal of defeating this madwoman, Jedi."
It was Darth Revan. Even from the Holocron, everyone could feel his strong affinity to the Dark Side.
The sound of more igniting lightsabers erupted from behind him, and everyone realized that behind the Master of the dark side was more Sith. However, this time, they weren't here to destroy the Jedi. No, they were there to aid them in this shared quest to stop whomever this "madwoman" was.
"Agree with you, I do," Yoda said, sounding quite weary as he stared at the giant dust cloud miles away from them - or rather, the behemoth that was coming out of it.
The younglings, knights, and masters gasped in unison as they saw the giant beast step out of the cloud of dust.