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Chapter One: The Beginning
A scene of a woman becoming a mother was occurring and Watto wasn't happy at all about. One of his slaves had been raped and had gotten pregnant as a result of it. As the young woman gave birth, her heart was slowly weakening. As she gave one final push, her heart stopped as her baby girl gave a loud cry. Watto was angry that the child's mother had been weak and died. Now he was stuck with a child and no idea as to what to do with her.
Then and idea came to him. One of his other slaves, Shmi Skywalker, had just had a baby boy a little past 1 year ago. She could take care of the newborn baby girl. He looked at the sleeping baby girl in his toydarian arms and made up his mind immediately. Taking the infant babe and flying away, he snorted as he made his way over to Shmi's slave quarters.
Shmi had just got done bathing her son, Anakin, when Watto came on into her quarters. She stared at what was in his arms and quietly inquired as to what he needed her to do. Watto snorted.
"Take care of this child. She needs someone to provide for her and raise her and I'm ordering you to take care of her. Her mother is dead and you've got a son just around her age. So it shouldn't be a problem." He said, and with that, handed the infant girl to Shmi. Shmi just looked at her and sighed. But she wasn't unhappy. Her son, Anakin, could use someone close to his age to play and work with when they were old enough to do so.
"I guess I'm going to be your guardian and I guess I can love you too." Shmi sighed and wrapped the young child in a couple of blankets to keep her warm and laid her down in bed beside Anakin. She just watched as the two babies curled up together and sighed. She was going to be very occupied between raising two little children and working to earn her keep as a slave.
Eight Years Later
Anakin and Shalina raced home after Watto let off from working at his shop. They got along really well as they've grown up together. Shalina beat him in the door and Anakin joined her in Shmi's arms in a big hug.
"Go get cleaned up for dinner. It'll be ready shortly." Shmi said and Anakin and Shalina were off to get the crud off of their skin. Shmi sighed and smiled gently. The past eight years had gone by swiftly and surely and her son and his best friend, Shalina, who she had raised since birth, had grown up very quickly. They were already so intelligent that they could see through everything Watto told them as they worked at his shop. She had noticed and became proud when Anakin basically elected himself Shalina's bodyguard. Everytime one of the other children teased her, Anakin would beat them up. He could be quite the intimidator when it came to Shalina. Anakin and Shalina came racing back in ready for dinner. Shmi smiled as the two children sat down at the table as she gave them their dinner.
After eating a quiet dinner, Shmi was busy getting everything put away when Shalina came in with her hairbrush and in her baby nightgown. Shmi sat down gently and Shalina sat down in front of her. Shmi began to brush Shalina's shoulder-length curly brown hair gently and Anakin emerged from the shower and just sat and watched as Shalina let her hair be brushed. Shmi finished brushing Shalina's hair and sent her and Anakin to bed. None of them had any idea what would happen over the next few days.