Silence was shone all over the space station upon the far distant planet, the body of a young woman was escorted by the arms of a Jedi Knight, whom seemed full of sweat and his beard was encased of unpleasant dirt due to his last ans possibly final battle. Panting as the latches of the ship of the senator whom laid discomforted in the hands of Obi-Wan Kenobi, he darted instantly out from the ship as the technical sounds of gas sounded from the bottom metallic layers. Exhaust pipes fuming from such a trip as he escorted the woman through the halls. At the entrance to greet them, was a small creature whom stuttered along on a walking stick, his eyes beady and stern. Ears perked half way as the claws of this ragged creature was named Yoda. He did not speak a word, nor dare to ask questions as the thought had shattered the mind of the smaller master.
Following the middle aged Jedi down the halls, he came across the infirmary at the far end of the corridors, handing the struggling woman down to a medical droid. It metal arms extended to move to lay the dying senator along the floating stretcher. Obi-Wan stepped out from the room which now dimmed the outer lights and the attention was focused upon Amidala, and he paused to set a hand upon his clothed hip, the other stretched out over his forehead; pressing against the clear glass to gaze into the room which the operation of removing the unborn would begin. Yoda moved slowly and silently, like an old dying man as he came to stand next to the human master, folding it's tiny claws on the old oak stick before him.
"With Padme, the force is weak I sense..." Yoda began to speak, as much as he disliked to say it, it was true. But Kenobi huffed in response, unsure of the outcome as another droid approached from the far corridors, holding a tray of medical vials and scalpels as it entered the lit room upon the weak breathing woman. A fist was drawn from Obi-Wan, staring his eyes upon her as the droids began to scan for any health problems and issues with the bearer of Anakin Skywalker's child. There was nothing that he wanted more than to see the light upon Padme to live through this childbirth, and that the baby was to be alright and in healthy condition. Yoda lifted a paw to set it flat upon Obiwan's waist, stern eyes gazing in the dome. "Sorry I am, Obi-Wan."
Since the battle with 'Darth Vader', Kenobi had not said a word. He was too in his own mind and worried for the safety of the senator, but his heart lifted as soon as the droid approached with it's metallic hands open in a serious matter. "The patient shows that she is completely healthy, but... we are losing her." It spoke, and Kenobi's heart which once was filled with an uplifting of good news, had now dropped and clenched the middle of his chest. A hand lifted to hold the cloth, then gazed back with a baffled expression. "She's dying?" Kenobi had to reassure he wasn't hearing things, but; the droid nodded. It's lit eyes upon the Jedi Knight.
"Yes, but we must operate quickly if we are to save the babies." It continued to speak, and again Obi-Wan fluttered his eyes in shock.
"'Babies'?"
"She is carrying triplets." The medical droid gave the last of it's information, and the elder had turned towards Yoda whom seemed surprised himself.
"Three younglings? Goodness. I never noticed that Padme was carrying such a heavy weight. Three children, especially." He raised a hand over his neck, rubbing it for ease as the green creature had pointed to usher Obi-Wan inside the dome, and he did so to arch over the half awake Padme, mother soon to be of three healthy children. "Miss Amidala..." Kenobi whispered, lifting a hand to set it upon her cheek whom she turned to gaze up in such pain. Which at this time she began to scream, straight away he did the right thing by reaching over to hold her hand. Squeezing it as she endured the horrific wrath of childbirth. "A-Aah!" Padme screamed, gripping beside the sheets that held her frame correctly. Tears emitting from her eyes as she remembered the shock and horror of her husband.
Suddenly, the assistant medical droid had warmly held a screaming child within it's arms, speaking in a tone that mean't 'male', and Padme instantly responded, "Luke..." The baby was passed to the other droid, and Yoda remained behind the glass. Gazing upon the child being wrapped in the sheets. Again, the screaming continued from Amidala's voice. Before she knew it, she gave birth to her second child; and the medical droid again responded with the words unknown to some. This time, it said 'female'. The child was passed to Obi-Wan, and the girl in his arms began to wail and kick her tiny legs, Kenobi wrapping the birth blanket around her; moving so that Padme could see. "It's a girl." He softly spoke, and she had responded weakly with, "Leia..."
Turning, the Jedi placed the girl within the small carry bed that floated with beside Luke's. And the other droid had kept a close eye on them, snipping the cords from their stomach's as finally; the last child was coming. Padme was now almsot used to childbirth, the last not being as hard as the other two. She squeezed the medical stretcher as many pant's and huffs were released, and there; she gave birth to her final daughter. "It's another girl." Obi-Wan confirmed, being handed the small child in his arms. Doing exactly the same as Leia as he wrapped the sheets around her small petite body. But this time, she was quiet; she seemed to be well rested in the arms of the master Jedi. And finally, Amidala released her last name to give. "Aether..." Silence, such a unique name to give to a child. Kenobi had continued to hold the resting child, whom seemed to kick her tiny legs and her arms moved to nestle within his warmth.
He turned his head to gaze upon Aether, whom he let loose a very small smile. Anakin would be a proud father of three healthy children, sadly... he was not to be notified of Padme's birth. As he leaned down, the hand raised to gently grasp ahold of Aether's small hand, and the dying senator smiled very happily, and her final breath was drawn. Her grip was released, and her head turned to one side. Her chest no longer rose and fell, and the sound of her breathing soon fell silent; hand dropping at her side as Padme now laid limp. And Kenobi, gazed upon her appearance. Saddened as he held the child whom sounded sleepily within his grasp.
Later:
In the halls further down the space port, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Yoda; and lastly Bail Organa. Yoda was seated upon a hovering egg shell based seat, his hands folded upon his stomach as his gaze aided towards the two males in the room. They now began discussing where the children would go. "Know about the younglings, Vader must not." Began the elder creature, gazing towards Bail whom seemed to be still quite upset with Padme's passing, and Obi-Wan could sense it. Organa peered towards Yoda, "I will take Leia, my wife and I... we have always wanted a daughter. She will be perfectly safe with us on Alderaan." Yoda had nodded his head, and gazed towards the other human master beside him; whom folded his hands over his chest in thought. "Obi-Wan...?"
"... I will take Luke to Tatooine, where his Aunt & Uncle reside. Tatooine is perfect, no clones would dare to look there. " He paused for a moment, then looked towards Yoda; whom he passed on another nod. "I will take Aether, I will go incognito on Tatooine so I may watch over them both." He finally announced, and Bail looked concerned. But, Yoda had nodded his small head. "In hiding, we will go... Until they are ready, in time, train them we will." The fear upon their faces seemed so visible that Bail had to leave first, darting out the shuttered doors as the green creature gazed towards Obi-Wan.
"A strong force, Aether has... Look after her, you will." Kenobi had agreed, standing to his feet before bowing his head towards Yoda, knowing this would be the last time they would see each other until the future is right. "May the force be with you, Master Yoda." He respectively responded, now being the second to leave the atmosphere of the meeting room. As the doors closed, Yoda has closed his eyes. Producing a quiet sigh, knowing in time he would emerge again to lend his knowledge to train the children, but; for now he needed rest. And plenty of it, after his failure with Palpatine.
Obi-Wan began to roam the floors, in search of the medical droids he served earlier; there he found them taking care of the children. He noticed one of them was already gone, and believed Bail Organa had taken Leia with him to baord his ship to Alderaan. Producing a quiet sigh, he looked over to see a body covered by a white sheet on the medical table; and believed it to belong to Padme. Quiet for a moment, he approached the floating droid as he lifted Aether to gently place her within the Jedi Knight's grasp. As he peered down upon her pale face, he lifted a hand to set a fingertip to gently touch her nose. And there, she squirmed lightly to bundle herself into his warmth just as she did earlier; this brought Kenobi a light hearten spirit that things were going to be alright. "I'm very sorry Padme, I promise to look after her with all that I have. She will be safe, as well as Leia and Luke."He quietly whispered, before noting towards the medical bot. "What of Amidala's body, where is it to be sent?"
"The patient's body will be sent back to her home planet of Naboo, where she will be buried by the gravestones of the royal family." it responded, gathering a few sheets together and folded them together. Before motioning towards Luke, lifting the baby boy within it's mechanical hands. Following Kenobi as they are to be aboard a ship the station provided that would assure them safe travel back to Tatooine. He began to trudge down the halls, carrying Aether in one hand and holding a small bag of supplies needed to begin the life of nursing for his now adopted child. As he approached the ship, he climbed aboard the mainframe as the exhaust pipes let loose a wide range of steam, notifying Kenobi that it was filled with designated fuel appropriate for transport. Walking inside, the droid placed Luke's tiny body within the hands of Kenobi, and he held the two children in his grasp. One in each arm.
"Safe travels, master Obi-Wan Kenobi." The droid had finally spoke, bowing it's head before disembarking the small shuttle ship. Luckily, it was placed on Auto-pilot directed by Yoda, whom had known he would be carrying the two newborns with him. And there, the mossy green creature stood at the entrance of the departing bay; watching as the shuttle closed it hatches and began it's hover. The safety wheels sleeking into the metallic system of the ship before it turned automatically and jolted into space. Yoda lifted a claw, and waved his last goodbye.
Tatooine:
In silence, Obi-Wan sat as comfortably as he could within the cockpit of the ship, holding Luke in his right arm, and Aether Skywalker in his left. He brought his eyes to gaze upon the two children, whom were both quiet the whole way through the flight. Both of them rustled every so often, but Kenobi did not mind. He smiled very softly, lifting his chin to gaze upon where the ship was heading; and there in view came a planet that held the surface of dust and sand. This was definitely the right planet. Stretching out his legs slightly, it had been a matter of a few hours before the ship closed in to begin descending upon the surface of the sand, approaching a nearby town called Mos Eisley; the spaceport home to Mos Entha. As the ship began to land, the temperature's began to shoot through the roof, and the children in his arms started to become restless. Obi-Wan also started to sweat lightly, but he pulled the coat and hood over his head; skillfully enough so that he was still holding the newborns.
As the stairway opened to the ship, he began to step out into the open and a few space cadet's arrived to secure a ticket for the ship. "No, no... no need to. I'd like to sell the ship and buy a Speeder, if possible." The elder Jedi spoke, and they inhabitants of the space port nodded, offering a sum of 20,000. Straight away, he accepted. He would have to earn the remains of gold living on this planet by himself to buy a spacious living aware securely away from much human life. He planned to take Aether deep into Tatooine, away from her brother until it was time. As the coin was giving to Obi-Wan, the ship was no longer in his service. Passing by through the port, he entered the small town. His face shaded from the sun, and held the children in his arms as far as out of the rays as possible. Finally, after some distance of walking, he found a creature selling Speeders for a decent price of 5,000. And he accepted without argue.
"I better get Luke to his god-parents before sun-down." Kenobi motioned, before settling his body into the cockpit of the Speeder, the children safe in his arm and lap. He remembered from his past times that being out in a sand-storm was trouble, and it usually occurred right at sundown, and immediately without more the young male shot off onto the sand dunes, out some far away to find Owen and Beru.
Kamino:
It had felt like forever, the times of hate passed over the burned body of Vader. A screaming echo occurred through the shipment of the bottom pits of the shuttle, the emperor ordered for strict measurements to be placed. The 3rd degree burned human body of Skywalker tossed in the floating stretcher, the cloned men stood beside him and listened to his painful screams. "Gu-Guaaah! Gaaaah...!" the voice of once Anakin bellowed, his chest rose and fell as the blood of infected knee's bled due to no leg limbs; it caused absolutely excruciating pain for the Sith Lord. The emperor had turned his head, yellow beady eyes gazed over his burned apprentice. Somewhat saddened, but showed no emotion about such. Lifting a hand, it gently placed upon the now balled head, and Anakin turned to release a painful yell. As though he were reaching for his master. "Calm Lord Vader, calm..." he hushed.
"My lord, we are approaching Kamino. Landing in approximately 2 minutes." the captain called from the cockpit, whom was taking control of the ship in direction to where the storms blasted over the floating city above the roaring seas. The bashing waves crashed over the lower platforms of the alien city, where the cloning took place; and there the ship began to land. Palpatine closed his eyes, and took in a breath of air before the latches opened to reveal the the horrific weather blowing through the shuttle. "Get Vader inside immediately, I want him in intensive care." The clones nodded, before beginning to walk with the hovering stretcher of the broken Jedi. He wailed further, and suddenly he felt the pelting rain crash against his burn skin. And this was unbearable. He screamed as high as he could, and the clones could not do anything about it until the reached inside.
The perfectly sealed glass doors opened, and there the clones escorted the stretcher inside; and Anakin continued to erupt his tone through the walls that was of Kamino. An elder alien had appeared, setting her gentle eyes upon the injured Jedi; and she felt saddened. Palpatine approached, his hooded head gazed upwards to the large and welcoming being. "Welcome to Kamino, Emperor Palpatine. How may we be of service?" the female asked, and he had turned to face the weeping Vader. "Your fine works in construction are needed, tell the Prime Minister that I request Vader to be cloned a new body. Construct body parts for my apprentice." Straight away, the burned flesh of what was left of Skywalker was wheeled away down the halls directly to their infirmary.