1,779AN: I read the reviews and decided, y'all were right. I was originally planning for an open ending 'and so the journey continued' type of ending but reading it back myself, I can agree, an epilogue is needed. So, here we are, the unplanned chapter 40!
AN2: Now that notifications are finally working again this Author's Note is to list the various stories that were updates during that period in case anyone missed them.
Deadshot (chapters 20 and 21)
Forged in Dragon's Fire (Chapter 10)
Shadow of the Force (Chapters 37 - 39)
Wait, I reincarnated as a WHAT?! (Chapters 5 - 7)
First Chapters: Video Game Edition (Chapter 7)
RWBY first Chapters (Chapter 8)
First Look: My Hero Academia Version (Chapters 13 and 14)
First Chapters (Chapter 31)
Shadow of the Force
Chapter 40
-Epilogue-
-Yoda-
Smiling to himself, Yoda slowly walked through the halls of the reclaimed Jedi Temple. All around him, the halls were filled with the sound of happy laughing children, students training their minds and bodies, passionate debates by those seeking understanding or to convince. The temple felt more alive than it ever had before the Purge.
Many survivors had been hesitant to return to the temple, the memory of the purge and the knowledge of Palpatine having used it as his personal palace a sickening thought. But during the discussion, Yoda thought back to the man he had befriended, Captain Peverell, and the lessons the Mandalore had taught him.
To let the memory of what Palpatine had done drive them from the temple was to let that monster have one last victory over them, even in death.
He had led the survivors to reclaim what had once been the home of their order and now would be again. Although it would now house more than just Jedi.
Orphans, those in need, those seeking to try and better understand themselves through meditation and the Force even without a true connection. Yoda opened the walls of what had once been the Jedi's private halls.
The joy of those who had their first home in so long, the joy of the orphans who finally found some semblance of 'Family'. That true light did more to drive out Palpatine's darkness than any amount of old Jedi Meditations ever could have done.
Stepping outside, and having to blink at the brightness of the sun, Yoda slowly made his way down the steps, feeling every century of his age. At the bottom, near the landing pads for the temple, he saw a Mandalorian vessel waiting, one proudly emblazoned as 'The Peverell' to honor the Mandalore who had done so much for the Warrior people and the rest of the Galaxy.
"Ah, Grand Master." One of the armored figures nodded to him as he approached, "Got a big group this time."
"Hmm, see, I do." Yoda nodded playfully wrapping the warrior on the shin with his cane "Just for work, this is? Thought you came to just to visit, I did." His smirk belayed his words as the other Mandalorians from the ship began to escort frail people out of the vessel and into the temple.
After the war, and the ascension of a new Mandalore wielding the 'Second Darksaber', the Baskar clad warriors had searched for a new purpose. The Sith were gone for now, the Jedi and the Mandalorians were now allies, and the Empire had been defeated. In the end, they had chosen two tasks to honor their previous leader.
Hunting the Empire remnants still loyal to the old regime and to hunt slavers, freeing slaves wherever they were found.
"A Hutt this time." the Mandalorian warrior scoffed with derision, "They were focusing on orphans and children, wanting to find force sensitives before they were trained."
"Despicable." Yoda shook his head, "Find any, he did?"
"A couple, they're being taken to Knight Swan over there." The armored man nodded to the children being introduced to Jedi Knight swan who stood by the temple steps.
"Next, where will you go?" Yoda found himself curious, sensing brewing destiny in the Force around the man before him. Future struggles, but triumph at the end.
"There's rumors of the survivors of the Empire gathering outside of the known Galaxy." The warrior gripped their blaster tight, "Those that survived Palpatine's 'contingency plans' at least. They're supposedly working on rebuilding a new empire to try and come take back the Galaxy. We're going to go finish what Mandalore Peverell started."
"I see." Yoda nodded, "Wish you good hunting, I will. And quote old friends I feel I must. Much ass, you should go kick."
"Hah! Sounds like a plan sir." The Mandalorian laughed "Stay safe sir, and May the Force be with you."
-Harry-
Yawning, Harry made his way downstairs to where he could smell breakfast being cooked. The sight waiting for him brought a smile to his face as he saw his wives helping their children cook, teaching the 'twins' how to make pancakes.
"Hey there sleepy head." Leia smiled when she noticed him, their son grinning even with excess batter on his face.
"Daddy!" his and Oola's daughter beamed "You gots to eat the pancakes momma heled me make!"
"Of course, princess." Harry grinned, "Are you looking forward to seeing Uncle Padfoot later?"
"Yeah!" both kids cheered, eyes shining with excitement. After his return to this world, with a Fleet at his back, the Statue of Secrecy was well and truly shattered. Magic, other worlds, faster than life travel, alien life, all revealed to the world on the same day.
Needless to say, things were chaotic for a while.
Thankfully, the advanced tech from this Galaxy was securely with his forces, and advanced EMP shielding actually protected technology from magical interference. The world governments didn't have the power to strong arm him into handing over his tech so they could be the ultimate world power, even if a few tried.
Instead, his biggest headache came from the Magical World that he'd left behind. Turns out that while Owls couldn't reach him on other planets, House Elves and Patronus Messages could. Useful information to have, but still annoying when those he wanted to avoid kept trying to contact him.
Not everyone was a headache at least. Marcus had honestly grown up into someone Harry was proud to call his little brother. Sirius and Remus had both changed drastically from how they'd been before he vanished, but had been determined to do right by him now that he was back. Even the new Minister was leagues better than how things had been run before he'd left. Grabbing a cup of coffee, Harry used his technopathy to flip through the news for anything of interest.
"Anything important?" Leia asked, recognizing his expression…and smacking his hand with a spoon when he tried stealing some chocolate chips from a bowl.
"They're letting Tonks out of prison soon." He noted, shaking his head at the situation. While she had technically been coerced into performing the ritual, she'd still been planning it beforehand without the influence of Voldemort or that monster's half formed rudimentary force connection. In the end she'd been sentenced to ten years of prison for the intend to commit kidnapping.
"She'd better keep her hands off you." Oola scowled, his green skinned wife still upset about Tonks and how she'd acted.
"I'm not worried, I have you two to keep me safe after all." Harry grinned playfully.
"We'll protect Dad too!" his son, Bail, declared proudly, the boy's twin nodded in determination, cheeks currently filled with pancake.
"I know you both will." Harry ruffled their hair "Still, you'd better eat up, got a big day today at the Academy. You promised to show your cousin around on their first day after all."
"THAT'S TODAY?!" the two shouted in tandem, eyes wide as they started wolfing down their breakfast, eager to show Marcus and Susan's child around the New Mandalore academy of Might and Magic. Things were looking up in his new home, and he was eager to keep it that way.