Leia Organa stared at the land before her as if it had put some sort of spell on the girl. Pulling her from the harsh reality of protocol and politics, and into the world of rolling hills, lush with life and teeming with green. Rays from the setting sun stretched its long fingers across the land. Gracing Leia's young face and half of her balcony in its orange beacon.

She had it all. From a royal title, wonderful parents, and an amazing view. All of which clouding her vision, and making the gap in her heart almost un-recognizable.

"Leia!" Her mother called, rushing towards her as she placed a soft hand on her tiny shoulders. Breha brushed aside Leia's brown locks and squeezed her tight, as she ushered the girl into her luxurious bedroom.

There was no need of communication to know it was bedtime, something that Leia never really looked forward to.

To her, it was all boring.

She strived for adventure.

And bedtime was anything but, it was more like a waste of time.

The little brunette set her foot on the bed rail, using it to ladder herself up on her large bed. Which in her opinion can fit five Wookies.

Her pale fingers pulled back on the silky blankets, as she dove inside. Resting her head on her "collection" of extra pillows, as she stared in a waiting manner at her mother.

"Goodnight my young one," Breha said, pressing her lips against Leia's temple.

The girl smiled at her, beaming with love as she returned the kiss onto her mother's cheek. "Goodnight Mother," Leia said as the Queen exited the room, leaving the princess to sleep.

Soon, her room grew dark. And a cold light entered, replacing the warm sunlight with its eerie glow. Long shadows stretched off her furniture, seemingly running away from the moon's light that peeked through the open windows and door.

Leia watched her room with heavy eyes, taking in every detail of her almost perfect life, before giving in to the void of sleep.

Leia stood on a watery white ground, the floor rippling with each movement she took. She stared at it with horror and took a few miscalculated steps back, tripping over her own feet. The princess yelped out in surprise, flailing her arms around as she did her best to regain her balance. Suddenly, a familiar feeling pushed against her back, bringing her back to balance and onto her two feet. It was strong and forceful, those were the only words she could use describe to it.

Curious as to what it was, Leia whipped her head around only to see the endless white and water like floors.

"Hello?" She croaked, having her voice echo throughout the void. "Mother? Father?" Again no answer.

Leia could feel the tears pool into her eyes, as she felt her breathing go heavy. Wiping away her tears, the girl scolded her self, I must be strong. But yet, the tears still flowed. What else can a ten-year-old girl do when she has no idea where she is, and when she was alone?

Or so she thought.

"Hello?" Another voice called, catching the princess's attention.

Hope bloomed in her chest at the sound of another's voice. She once again turned, her eyes embracing the sight of a boy the same age as her. Leia studied him, taking in the sight of his shaggy dirt blonde locks, and tan skin painted gold from the un-forgiving suns from his planet. His ocean blue eyes watched her, engraving every detail about her into his brain.

There was one thing the tanned blonde with blue eyes and the brunette with pale skin and brown eyes shared.

Their facial features.

As if on cue, the girl and boy took one step forward to one another, holding out their small hands for the other to take, "Why do you look..."

"...just like me?"

As soon as the tips of their fingers touched. Calloused fingers worn of labor and work, and soft hands prune to be royal. —As soon as their hands met, a flash of light consumed their vision.

Leia gasped, feeling the boy's hand drift away from hers. She called out to him, not wanting to be alone. But for the second time, the universe had different plans for the two.

Instead of white, and the familiar landscape of Alderaan, Leia found herself in a desert.

Confusion hit the girl, as she looked down to see that her feet were indeed on the sand but didn't feel it's rough texture. Instead, she felt nothing—as if it didn't exist. Why? I know what sand feels like, so...why can't I feel anything?

"Luke!" Snapping out of her thoughts, the brunette turned around toward the sandstone igloo. Out came a ruff looking man as he scanned the desert, worry stained on his face. "Where on Tatooine is he?! Beru! You sure he ain't in his room?!" Tatooine? Leia thought to herself, re-surveying the desert as realization hit her.

Tatooine, the desert planet the one that Leia was forbidden to ever visit. She was here?

At a young age, Leia was told that she would never set foot on that wretched place, and the young one assumed it was because of the gang problem they had there. But the look on her father's face told her otherwise. There was something here, something that she wasn't supposed to see.

Leia moved to speak to the stranger, but he took no notice. Instead, he turned around and made his way back inside his home. Leia raced after him, something anything but elegant but at this point, she was desperate to know what was going on.

The man shut the door unintentionally right in Leia's face, having her fly right through it. She screamed from the tumble but oddly felt no pain along with it.

Looking back at the stone door she realized something horrid, she was transparent.

What is this? It's sorta like a...

...vision?