AN: Hey everyone! For all of those who read "Runaway", I thank you! You are amazing and those who reviewed and stuck with me to the end I love you even more! And for that, you get a cupcake! So, if you didn't read "Runaway" this might be a tad confusing. I would just go and read it. It's only 20 chapters and not very hard to read so go to my page and read it tight now! As I said in "Runaway" almost all if not all of this story is going to be in Ahsoka's daughters POV. Isn't that cool? Ahsoka had a little girl! Aww! So her name is... well you'll see. She looks a lot like her father Niko but you'll learn about that in the story. The first part of the story is still in Ahsoka's POV but the rest of the story is in her daughters POV. Ummm... this is going to be from before Star Wars: A New Hope – After Star Wars: Return of the Jedi (Maybe...) So are you guys ready for a fun filled adventure? I think I said everything I wanted to... if not I'll mention it and the ending AN. Well, here goes nothing...
Disclaimer: Well we all know I don't own Star Wars, that right goes to George Lucas... Lucky... The only people I own are... Niko, Tarin, Ahsoka's Daughter, and who ever else I think of later on in the story... OH and the story line I make up, I also own that. I don't own Luke, Ahsoka, Obi Wan, Yoda, or any of those amazing characters but I can dream right?...
When Destiny Calls:
Ahsoka's POV
Unbearable pain... Niko is to my left squeezing my hand tightly. He's whispering telling me to breath but all I can do is scream. Scream from the pain erupting in my body. How do people do this! It's a conspiracy, I swear! Obi wan is standing next to me telling me it is all going to be worth it. I try to use the force to calm down but it abandons me, making sure I feel this gift of nature.
After a life time of tears and pain, it all comes to an end. Small cries fill the room and Niko smiles down at me.
"It's a girl baby. We have a little girl." I exhale and reach out for her. Niko placed her in my arms. She was beautiful. Light fair skin, thick brown hair, little button nose, small graceful mouth, and the cutest ears. She was a spitting image of her father for all but one thing... her eyes. She had my large bright blue eyes. A smile graced her lips and a twinkle was in her eye. She was an angel sent from above and I couldn't ask for anything better.
"Rayna." I whisper. "Her name's Rayna..."
Rayna's POV
Tatooine. The hottest place in the Galaxy. No exaggeration. Ever since I came here when I was six years old I have done nothing but sweat. Sweat bullets for hours! If I had it my way I would be living on Naboo and I would have a mansion by a waterfall. Not some hut out here in the middle of no where, working on a moisture farm! I mean, I love the Skywalkers, don't get me wrong but this work is pure torture!
I've been living with them since I was eight years old. I was wondering the market one day like I always did when some guy decided to come and pick on me. Luke stepped up to them and made them back off. I've been living with him and his aunt and uncle ever since then. I don't really know what happened before that... I don't remember my parents... my life... or what planet I lived on. All I know is that it wasn't this hell hole.
"Rayna!" Beru called. I stopped looking at the two sun sunset and turned towards the house below.
"Yes Beru?" I yelled down to her. She was wearing the same thing as always. She was the closet thing to a mother I had... they were the only family I knew. I was indebted to them not because they make me feel that way but because I feel like they've done so much for me and I don't know what to do to return the favor. I'm eighteen now, Luke's always been a year older then me and he wants to bust out of here more then I do. Different reasons, but I hope that the two of us will leave here one day together.
"Come down it's late! Time for bed Rayna!" She called back up. I nodded down to her and ran down to Luke and I's room. Luke was day dreaming as always. He really wanted to go and joint the Rebellion. Not that I didn't, I hated the empire. Maybe even more than Luke but I was looking forward to fighting with the empire any time soon. I shook my head and him and gave a small laugh. His head tilted up to look at mine.
"Oh, hey Ray. What happening?" He asked.
"Beru said it was time for bed so I came down to, oh I don't know, sleep." I remarked. He smirked at me.
"All right smart pants, no need to get testy." I laughed.
"Testy? This is not me testy. If I was being testy you'd be scared." I winked at him and he chuckled.
"Oh really?" Luke questioned.
"Yep, run for the sand dunes!" I rang. We both joined in laughter. I smirked at the young man in front of me. He was getting handsome on me I have to admit. He had a few girls flirt with him but he was distracted by wanted to join in the fight so much. Actually, that's all he ever talked about. Fighting in the war, killing the empire, and restoring peace back into the galaxy. But it makes you think, how could such a small group save everything from the harm that's already been done. I love Luke, I do but I just don't see how one man can make that big of a difference in this world! I sighed and took my gaze down to my hands.
"Ray? You okay?" Luke asked. My gaze stayed down at my hands as I spoke.
"Luke, when and if Uncle Owen let's you leave to join the Rebellion what do you plan to accomplish? You know better than anyone that the Empire changed everything! He's the most powerful man in the universe and Vader isn't far behind! How do you expect to undo the damage they inflicted in this universe? What can you possibly do Luke?" I ranted. I wanted him to stay... I NEEDED him to stay. He was the only friend I had and I wasn't about to lose him to a lost cause! I heard Luke loudly sigh in front of me. I then felt the bed slope and I knew that Luke had sat down next to me. I glanced up at him and he was staring at me. He reached up to cup my chin and forced me to look him in the eye.
"If and when I leave to assist the Rebellion I promise that nothing will harm me. I want to go, no, I need to go. This universe is falling apart and if I don't help to try to put it back together again then... who will? Besides I have to come back and see the prettiest girl I know who I KNOW will be waiting for me when I return from my glorious victory against the Empire!" he declared. I let out a small laugh. Then I leaned into him and he layed his arm across my shoulder. He layed down on my bed and I layed on top of him. His arms encased me, making sure I was safe and warm. It felt like hours a pure silence of just enjoying each others company. I didn't want to move from this spot. I was afraid I'd ruin the moment if I even breathed!
"Ray?" Luke murmured.
"Hmm?" I answered quietly. He was rubbing his hand slowly up and down my arm. A chill ran down my spine and I couldn't recall why. I had no romantic feelings for Luke as much as I was aware of. It has always been a sister/brother relationship with us and I never expected anything more... I think...
"When I go to the Rebellion... will you come with me?" The universe stopped. No breathing, blinking, moving... nothing. Everything was silent. What did I say? No? Yes?... I guess there is only one thing I could say...
"Of course Luke."
Next morning...
My god was it bright. My eyes flickered open and I had to block them with my hands. I guess Luke and I had forgotten to close the curtains last night but could you blame us? I said that I would follow Luke when he joined the Rebellion! How stupid am I! I can't go with him!... And even if I could I... ugh I don't want to be apart of this war but for Luke's sake... I will go with him. I gently lifted myself out of Luke's arms and skipped outside to watch the suns rise.
This was one of the only moments I liked Tatooine. Nice sunsets and sunrises. I took in a deep breath of the heated air around me and smiled. We got new droids today and I knew Luke was going to bring up leaving again and sadly I would probably be part of the conversation this time considering I said I would leave with him. I still think it's the stupidest thing I've ever agreed to! I sighed but smiled to myself. What mess have I gotten myself into? Then I felt a hand lightly touch my shoulder. I knew who it was. "Why good morning Luke. Sleep well?" I heard a chuckle erupt from behind me.
"That obvious am I?" He asked. I laughed.
"No. I just know you really well. I've memorized everything about you since we met. Besides," I turned around to face him, "What kind of friend would I be if I didn't know everything about you?" I winked. He smirked.
"All right missy. Come on, if we're late getting the new droids uncles going to have my head." I laughed at the oh so truthful comment. We ran to catch up with Owen Lars. When we got there he was communicating with a Jawa. Those things creep me out... no joke.
"Yeah, all right, fine. Let's go." I heard Owen say. As I start to walk forward I hear a woman call Luke's name from below. I let him go see what his Aunt wanted, I just followed Owen. When he came back Owen decided to buy a small white droid with red stripes. Personally, I liked the one next to it. Little silver droid with blue stripes. He looked nice and gave off a friendly feeling. I smiled down at him even though I knew he couldn't understand.
Luke examined the red droid and I still followed his uncle. I started humming an old lullaby. I don't remember where I heard it but it's always been stuck in my head.
"No not that one..." Owen said to the silver and blue droid. Then he looked at the gold protocol droid. "You, I suppose you're programed for etiquette and protocol."
"Protocol? Why, it's my primary function sir. I am well versed with the customs-" the droid replied curtly.
"I have no use for a protocol droid." Owen mumbled.
The droid replied quickly, "Of course you don't sir. Not in an environment such as this. That's why I've also been programmed"
Owen cut him off mid speech. Yes he has a tendency of doing that... a lot. "What I really need is a droid who understands the binary language of moisture vaporators."
"Vaporators! Sir, My first job was programming binary load lifter...very similar to your vaporators in most respects."
"Do you speak Bocce?" Owen asked.
"Of course I can, sir. It's like a second language for me...I'm as fluent in-" again the droid was cut off.
"All right; shut up!" Owen yelled. He then turned toward the Jawa. "I'll take this one."
"Shutting up sir." The droid mumbled. I giggled. I like this guy.
"Luke take these two over to the garage will you? I want them cleaned up before dinner!" Owen ordered firmly.
"But I was going to the Tosche Station to pick up some power converters!" Luke complained. Oh boy...
"You can waste time with your friends when your chores are done. Now come on, get to it!" Owen commanded.
"All right, come on. And the red one. Well, come on red let's go!" He hand motioned the small white and red droid to follow him. It finally responded by pushing it's self towards us slowly. The small silver and blue droid beeps in a concerned way and I look at him sadly. Poor little guy... He tried to tumble towards us but was zapped by a small Jawa. Stupid creatures! Then before long the top of the red and white droid popped right off and smoke erupted everywhere. I flapped my hand in front of my face trying to disperse the smoke flowing from the small droid. Well then...
"Um... Uncle Owen..." Luke yelled over to his uncle.
"Yeah?" He replied casually.
"This R2 unit has a bad motivator, look!" He pointed out. Owen rolled his eyes angrily then turned back to the Jawa.
"Hey, what are you trying to push on us?" He asked. The Jawa's shoulders and arms lifted in a questioning matter and he squeaked what sounded like a what? I stand next to Luke as we watched the two humans argue.
"Excuse me sir but that R2 unit is in prime condition. A real bargain!" The protocol droid said. I noticed he was pointing to silver and a smile lit up on my face like a Christmas tree.
"Uncle Owen?"
"Yeah?" He asked.
"What about that one?"
He nodded. "Okay, what about the blue one? We'll take that one!" Owen said to the head Jawa. I got really excited! YAY! We get to keep silver!
"I'm sure you'll be quite pleased with that one sir. He really is in first class condition. I've worked with him before." The protocol droid said. Once silver reached us we headed back to the garage.
"Now don't you forget this! Why I should stick out my neck for you is quite beyond my capacity!" I heard the protocol droid say. I smirked then shook my head. Droids.
When we got there the protocol droid was send to soak in an oil bath and Luke started to work on silver. "Thank the maker this oil bath is going to feel so good! I have such a bad case of dust contamination I can barely move!" The protocol droid exclaimed. I watched as Luke was again lost in his thoughts. He was toying with a small two-man Skyhopper space ship. Poor Luke... all he wanted to do was leave and work for the better good of the world. It wasn't long before he stood up and threw the thing across the room.
"It just isn't fair! Oh Biggs is right! I'm never going to get out of here!" He yelled. I sighed and looked down at the floor. I knew he was going to say that. His friend Biggs had been gone for a year and Luke was getting tired of waiting. I knew what that felt like...
"Is there anything I might do to help?" The protocol droid asked.
I saw Luke glance at the battered droid and I saw some of his fiery drain from his eyes.
"Well, not unless you can alter time, speed up the harvest or teleport me off this rock." He answered.
"I don't think so sir. I'm only a droid and not very knowledgeable about such things. Well, not on this planet anyways. As a matter of fact, I'm not really sure what planet I'm on."
"Well if there's a bright center of the universe your on the planet it's farthest from." Luke explained.
"I see sir."
"Uh, you can call me Luke."
"I see Sir Luke." the droid replied. Luke chuckled.
"Just Luke."
"Oh! And I am C3P-0, cyborg relations. And this is my counterpart, R2-D2." Houston, we have a name! C3P-0 looked over at me. "And what is your name miss?" He asked.
I looked up. "Oh, my name is Rayna." before he could say anything I added, "Just Rayna." and smirked. He nodded once. Luke went back with working on Artoo.
"You got a lot of carbon scoring here. It looks like you boys have seen a lot of action." Luke observed.
"With all we've been through, sometimes I'm amazed we're in as good condition as we are, what with the Rebellion and all." Luke sparks to life at the mention of the Rebellion.
"You know of the Rebellion against the Empire?" He asked.
"That's how we came to be in your service, if you take my meaning, sir." Threepio answered.
"Have you been in many battles?" He asked excitedly. Luke... come on...
"Several, I think. Actually, there's not much to tell. I'm not much more than an interpreter, and not very good at telling stories. Well, not at making them interesting, anyways." Luke struggles to remove a small metal fragment from Artoo's neck joint. He puts the small tool down and grabs a larger pick.
"Well, my little friend, you've got something jammed in here real good. Were you on a cruiser or..." The fragment breaks loose with a snap, sending Luke tumbling head over heels. He sits up and sees a twelve-inch three-dimensional hologram of a young woman being projected from the face of little Artoo. The image is a a collage of blues as it flickers and jiggles in the dimly lit garage. Luke's mouth hangs open in awe. She was beautiful no doubt. She was in a long white gown and had a hood. Her long brown hair was tied in two complex buns on the side of her head.
"Help me, Obi Wan Kenobi. You're my only hope." She pleads. Obi Wan... where have I heard that name?... I swear I've heard it before!
"What's this?" Artoo looks around like he doesn't know anything then lightly beeps an answer for Threepio to translate. The woman continues to repeat the sentence fragment over and over again.
"What is what? He asked you a question!" He points straight at the hologram, "What is that?" Artoo whistles his surprise as he pretends to just notice the hologram. He looks at me then beeps an answer once again. Still the woman spoke.
"Help me, Obi-Wan Kenobi. You're my only hope. Help me, Obi-Wan Kenobi. You're my only hope. Help me, Obi-Wan Kenobi. You're my only hope." over and over and over and over again.
"Oh, he says it's nothing, sir. Merely a malfunction. Old data. Pay it no mind." I see Luke become intrigued by the beautiful girl. A spark of jealousy erupts in my heart. I haven't even met her yet and I already hate the woman.
"Who is she? She's beautiful." Luke murmurs. Ugh...
"I'm afraid I'm not quite sure, sir. I think she was a passenger on our last voyage. A person of some importance I believe. Our captain was attacked when..."
"Is there more to this recording?" Luke reaches out for Artoo but he lets out several frantic squeaks and a whistle.
"Behave yourself, Artoo. You're going to get us in trouble. It's all right, you can trust him. He's our new master." Artoo whistles and beeps a long message to Threepio.
"He says he's the property of Obi-Wan Kenobi, a resident of these parts. And it's a private message for him. Quite frankly, sir I don't know what he's talking about. Our last master was Captain Antilles, but with what we've been through, this little R2 unit has become a bit eccentric." Threepio answers. I chuckle. I felt sympathy for the small droid. No one believes him. I also know the feeling.
"Obi-Wan Kenobi? I wonder if he means old Ben Kenobi?" Luke mumbles. BEN! That's were I've heard the name but some how it feels like more than that... I've heard it somewhere else.
"I beg your pardon, sir, but do you know what he's talking about?"
"Well, I don't know anyone named Obi-Wan, but old Ben lives out beyond the dune sea. He's kind of a strange old hermit." Luke answers distracted as he stares at the beautiful young woman for a few moments. "I wonder who she is. It sounds like she's in trouble. I'd better play back the whole thing." Artoo beeps something to Threepio.
"He says the restraining bolt has short circuited his recording system. He suggests that if you remove the bolt, he might be able to play back the entire recording." Luke had been looking longingly at the lovely woman and wasn't really paying attention to what Threepio was saying. I rolled my eyes.
"Luke!" I yelled at him.
"Hm? Oh, yeah, well, I guess you're too small to run away on me if I take this off! Okay." Luke takes a wedged bar and pops the restraining bolt off Artoo's side. "There you go." The woman immediately disappears. THANK THE FORCE!
"Hey, wait a minute. Where'd she go? Bring her back! Play back the entire message!" A little angry there? Goodness... Artoo beeps an innocent reply as Threepio sits up in embarrassment looking annoyed at the poor droid who was my savior at this point. More reason to like Artoo!
"What message? The one you're carrying inside your rusty innards!"
"Luke? Luke! Rayna!" Saved by Aunt Beru! Luke stands up and shakes his head at the malfunctioning robot.
"All right, we'll be right there, Aunt Beru!" He yelled out the window.
"I'm sorry, sir, but he appears to have picked up a slight flutter." Luke gives Artoo's restraining bolt to Threepio.
"Here, see what you can do with him. I'll be right back." Luke hurries out of the room. I shake my head and slowly leave the room but not before hearing Threepio and Artoo converse.
"Just you reconsider playing that message for him!" Artoo beeps in response. "No, I don't think he likes you at all." Artoo beeps. "No, I don't like you either." then I heard Artoo beep sadly then chirp up a bit and beep again. "Yes Miss Rayna seems to like you a lot... though I don't see why." Artoo replies with a surprised beep. I giggled then took my time traveling to the dinning room. By the time I got there I saw Luke storm out. I watched him walk away with a concerned expression on my face. What happened? I tip toed over to the opening of the dinning room and I listened to Beru and Owens conversation.
"Owen, he can't stay here forever! Most of his friends have gone. It means so much to him." Beru's soft voice scolded. I smiled, she always tried to understand Luke unlike Owen who just made sure he stayed here for the rest of his long life.
"I'll make it up to him next year." came Owens false promise.
"Luke's just not a farmer Owen. He has too much of his father in him." Father? I really listened then.
"That's what I'm afraid of..." Afraid? Why would Owen be afraid that Luke is like his dad? This just doesn't make any sense... I turned around and spotted Luke gazing off at the sunset. I smiled at him. Dreamer. That's what he's always been. He never pays attention to where he is but rather where he wants to be. I shook my head at him then strolled up behind him and just stood there staring at the two suns falling down, soon to be hidden by the millions miles of sand. Luke looked down and sighed. He turned around only to face me. He came to a halt then a smile instantly appeared on his lips.
"Hey." He whispered. I smiled gently back at him.
"Hey. What are you doing out here?" I questioned, though I already knew the answer.
"Ray, I'm never going to be able to leave this place! I'm eighteen now! I should be able to leave as I please and go where I'm needed!" He argued.
"Luke, you're needed here! You're needed by Beru and Owen and me!" He shook his head.
"But you're coming with me! We're going to save the world together Rayna!" I sighed and looked down.
"Luke, that's your dream not mine."
"But... but you promised me. Last night... you promised!" he yelled. I flinched. He never yells at me... never. I watched as he stormed off towards the house. Oh Luke...
AN: YEAHH! Took me a bit but there's chapter one everyone! Excited? I hope so! Well tell me what you think! I look forward to seeing your reviews! Love you all! - Jenna