A/N: Hello! Just a short piece I came up with.

War is a funny thing.

It breaks families apart, the way an earthquake makes a crack in a mountain. The earthquake may end, but the crack is there forever.

And, if you aren't careful, war will crumble your world, as it did mine. A society, driven to dust, by a war they thought they needed to fight

It will shake your beliefs. It will make you question everyone around you, including yourself. It will shape you, whether you like it or not.

But, in the strangest way, it also brings people together.

I never would have met Lux if it wasn't for war. I never would have become his wife, and then later the mother of his child.

But if it wasn't for the Clone Wars, I would still be a Jedi. My very name wouldn't be a secret.

I wouldn't have to fight a monster in a mask, and almost get killed by the man I once called my master, my best friend, because of this war, the war against the Empire, the war everyone was fighting, whether they knew it or it.

I might have even been able to watch my child grow up. I hadn't seen my daughter, Mina, who was now ten, since she was five years old.

She didn't even recognize me.

I barely even got to hold her when she was a baby, because I was constantly running from the Empire. I wanted to so badly. But I couldn't.

I was a former Jedi, part of a society deemed a threat to the Empire. Someone standing between them and absolute control of the galaxy.

And, while Mina stayed with her father, who was a senator in the Imperial Senate, who was trying to stay in the open as much as possible, so that no one would suspect his ties to the Rebellion, I was off.

Always on dangerous missions for the Republic. Always praying that the Empire wouldn't find me that day. Constantly wishing that my life was a bad dream I would wake up from.

But I couldn't.

Because there was war in the galaxy once again, and it needed someone to fight it.

I thought about that, and much, much more as I stood in the shadows of the old With temple, having just fought my best friend.

A/N: Please review.