What if Anakin wasn't Shmi's only child? What if the force granted her a second child? Ismira Skywalker is Anakin's baby sister. Like her brother, Izzy is strong with the force. Watto is more than happy to get rid of her, and so, she too is sent to be trained as a Jedi. How much will change as a result of her presence though? Very AU, cannon pairings. If I decide to keep it going that far, I'll be ignoring the Extended Universe stuff, because I've only seen the movies and the first three series of The Clone Wars.

-PROLOGUE-

Anakin and Ismira Skywalker were their mother's pride and joy. As a slave, she was not allowed much in the way of possessions, and she considered herself lucky to have a master who could give her and her family food and shelter (even if he did moan about how Ismira was a drain on resources at three years old). She, like every other parent in the galaxy, though, wanted better for her children. Little did she know her dreams would soon come true.

Anakin brought home Qui Gon, Padme, Jar Jar, and R2-D2 home like stray animals. Her son would never leave someone stranded in the middle of a sandstorm. From what Shmi could make of it, they were stuck on Tatooine until they could somehow gather together enough money to replace their ship's hyperdrive. They had Republic credits, and Watto had a hyperdrive for their ship, but the Toydarian insisted that Republic credits were no good Tatooine. Anakin was quick to offer his help. He insisted that his podracer could win the next race, and said they could bet on him to win, and use the money to buy the hyperdrive. Shmi was, needless to say, none too keen on the idea. Deaths were common in such the pod races, and she didn't want her son to be the next casualty. But how could she disuade Ani, or Watto?

Shmi tried to stop Izzy, but the Jedi, Qui Gon, had already seen her levitate the battered and nearly bald wookiee teddy towards herself. "How long has she been able to do that?" he asked.
"She started making things quiver just before she started walking, when she was a bit over a year old," answered Shmi. "She's been getting better ever since."

"Obi Wan," said Qui Gon into his comm. "I need you to check the two blood samples I just sent you for midichlorian counts."
"Can I ask whose they are?"
"Anakin and Ismira Skywalker. The samples should be labelled accordingly."
There were several moments of silence as Obi Wan ran the samples through the computers in the ship's med bay. "According to the ship's computers these blood samples both contain incredibly high midichlorian counts; Anakin's is even higher than Master Yoda's."
Qui Gon hummed in response.

"What if we made a deal?" said Qui Gon to Watto. "If the boy wins, he and his family come with me. Otherwise, you can have my ship, and me." He knew he was gambling very high stakes here, but the force was telling him that it was the right thing to do.
"That is too much," Jedi," said the sleazy toydarian, "I cannot afford to lose both Ani and his mother. If this dice," he held up a dice with three blue sides and three red, "lands on red, you take the boy with you. If it lands on blue, his mother." "And Ismira?"
"You can take the girl either way. She only costs me money."
"Agreed."
Watto rolled the dice. Qui Gon could see that it was going to land on blue, and used the force to make it land on red. Watto looked mad. Clearly, Anakin was the more economically beneficial of the Skywalkers. "You may have won this one, Jedi, but everyone knows that Sebulba is going to win the race!" Watto hovered away, frustrated.

Shmi stood, watching the race with the others. It was difficult to hide her worry. Ismira was on her hip, waving her arms and chanting "Ani! Ani! Ani!" over and over. It was quite endearing.

The race wasn't very long, really, but to Shmi, it seemed to go on forever, until at last they declared her Anakin the winner. She couldn't believe it; her son was the first human ever to win a pod race! He had won his freedom, and his sisters.
Shmi, Qui Gon, Padme, Jar Jar, Ismira and the droids waited at the sidelines for the nine-year-old victor. Ismira ran over to him in a clumsy, toddler-ish fashion and hugged her big brother. Even at the tender age of three she recognised the significance of what had happened. And then Shmi told him what was going to happen.

Anakin had a hard time keeping up with Master Qui Gon's longer strides. Qui Gon carried a tired out Ismira. He was slightly curious to see what Obi Wan's reaction to the new passengers would be.
"Keep up, Anakin," said Qui Gon, wanting to get off the dust bowl of a planet as quickly as possible. "Sorry Mister," the boy replied.
They were just coming up to the ship; it's ramp down, ready and waiting for the three late comers. Obi Wan was standing, waiting for them, eager to make a disparaging comment about how long it had taken them to get there, when he saw a figure approaching on a speeder. "Master, look out!" he shouted. Qui Gon quickly and gently placed Ismira on the ground, and urged Anakin to run to the ship with her and tell them to get ready to take off.
Anakin did as he was told. All Qui Gon wanted was a look at this figure that was surrounded by the dark side of the force.
The man had black and red skin, with horns sticking out of his skull and yellow, bloodshot eyes, all of which gave him a demonic look. He lunged for Qui Gon, taking out a red lightsaber.
Qui Gon only engaged him briefly before jumping onto the ships closing ramp. Obi Wan, Anakin, and Ismira were all waiting for him inside.
"What was that thing?!" asked Anakin, amazement clear in his voice. "I don't know. I believe introductions are in order. Anakin, Ismira, this is Obi Wan, my padawan. Obi Wan, this is Ismira and Anakin Skywalker."
Anakin held out a hand to shake and said "pleased to meet you," while Ismira, who was more shy of strangers, simply said hello.

XoxoX

So what did everyone think of the first chapter? I know it's not brilliant, but I promise it will get better. The next chapter is going to cover the rest of TPM, and start into just before AOTC. Reviews are love!

I'm afraid updates wont be as often as I would like, but I'll try my best. Also, I'm writing this on my kindle fire using a writer app, so I apologise for any typos. Also, I haven't watched The Phantom Menace in ages, so I apologise for any mistakes.

Emotional Dalek, AKA: Nessa, xoxox