As the Republic crumbles into the dust, replaced by the Sith Empire, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Yoda and Bail Organa separate on Polis Massa. Bail took newborn Leia Amidala Skywalker, now Leia Organa, on Alderaan, Yoda moves into seclusion on Dagobah and Obi-wan took Luke on Tatooine to his Aunt and Uncle. But, Force decided to give Skywalker family chance, and created another being similar to Anakin: a girl. A girl that will change the history of galaxy.
Three-year-old blond boy with sky-blue eyes chased his five-year-old brown-haired friend around Lars homestead.
„Catch me if you can, you slowpoke!" girl shouted in delight, zooming around one of the vaporators.
„Am not!" boy yelled back."Just you wait, Krys!" Krys giggled and slipped on the oil that boy accidentally dropped an hour ago.
"Gotcha!" Boy yelped, skidding to halt beside her and clamping her forearm.
"No fair!" Krys complained."You wouldn't won if oil wasn't there, Luke!"Luke shrugged, obviously still high after catching his fast and elusive friend.
"Krystal! Luke! Get inside, storm is coming!" Woman cried out from the entrance.
"Yes, Aunt Beru/Miss Lars", children replied and hurried in: Tatooinian sandstorms were really nasty.
"Hello, young Luke. I trust you and my Krystal haven't gone too far?" kind old man spoke up, sitting in one of Lars' chairs.
"Uncle Ben, I'm not a child!" Krystal whined slightly while her friend smirked at her.
"No we didn't, Ben", Luke answered, snickering at Krys's discomfort and anger.
"Then you can go and start tinkering", Owen grunted. Two mischief makers squealed and ran to garage, leaving grown-ups alone.
"I have no idea what to do" Ben admitted. He faced very tough decision: he had to train his young charge, but he couldn't reveal neither Luke's nor Krystal's existence to Emperor, or even worse Vader.
"I don't want any of that mumbo-jumbo near my nephew", Owen grumbled. Ben nodded.
"I understand you, Owen", Ben reasoned, "but let me at least teach him how to shield himself. If he finds himself in front of Vader, he could hide so no one would be able to find how powerful he truly is."Plea could be clearly heard in his sentences. Owen quietened, thinking.
"All right, but just shielding", Lars threatened. "He won't be able to remember anything." Ben stood up and extended his right hand.
"We have a deal." After a short pause, Owen shook it. Beru sighed.
„Oh, Owen", she said with a sigh, „he will learn about his heritage eventually. If you keep it from him now, you might risk his anger at us!"
„It's safer this way", Owen replied. „When the time is right, we will tell him everything. Until then, we need to tell Obi-Wan's daughter not to drag Luke into all of that Jedi stuff."
Three years later, Luke started school in Anchorhead: Krystal was in her third grade.
„Hey, look at that loser!" one ten-year-old shouted pointing at son of Anakin Skywalker.
„Yeah!" his friend chimed in. „Let's give him a warm welcome!" Unfortunately, Krystal heard them, and stood between them as boys descended on her only friend.
„Leave him alone!" she cried out, standing protectively in front of Luke.
"Little witch", first boy sneered, "move away before we move you!" As second boy moved to grab her, something unexplainable happened: she showed her hand out, and both boys flew into the wall, knocked out.
"Oh no", she whispered. "I'm going to be in so much trouble for this." Luke caught her hand.
"It's all my fault", he muttered. "Don't blame yourself." She shook her head.
"I lost my temper", she murmured. "I shouldn't have done that. Oh Force, Uncle Ben s going to murder me and feed me to Sarlacc. " Before Luke could ask her what she meant by Force, she ran off, stopping by Biggs and saying something to him.
"Hey Luke", Biggs greeted him. "What's wrong with Krys? She behaves like she's done something terrible. It's not like Vader will come here to hunt her down for that." Luke shrugged, equally mystified.
"I don't know. Can you show me my classroom?"
During the next few years, Krystal, Luke and Biggs formed an exclusive circle, nicknamed Shadow Flight. Its members were spread throughout the galaxy: main headquarters were in Mos Eisley, but there were hideouts on Bespin, Corellia, Ord Mantell, Dantooine and Coruscant. Various creatures found their way in: from Corellian smuggler Han Solo and his Wookie copilot Chewbacca, information broker Talon Karrde, to Rebel Alliance pilot Wedge Antilles and Baron-Administrator of Cloud City Lando Calrissian. All of them trusted each other, because Luke was very strict about letting people in. Galaxy's Underground knew of their existence, but not even Black Sun's spynet could identify them.
Right now, there was scheduled meeting in main HQ, in the centre of Mos Eisley. Krystal, Luke and Biggs bought it when their membership list started to grow. Everyone was sitting comfortably in their chairs: it was an annual meeting, and no one had any reason to worry. That is, if your name wasn't Talon Karrde. He was biting his lip, not sure how to relay disturbing information to the leaders. Those kids are young, but they're sure not to be messed with, he thought remembering a quick work that they made of Boushh, one of the more annoying bounty hunters.
"SILENCE!" girl named Krystal shouted. Everyone shut up and leaned forward, ready to start.
"All right, folks", Luke began, "you know why are we here, so no long talks from me or my companions." Chuckle escaped from few mouths: straightforwardness of their leaders was now legendary.
"However, we came into possession of some very unsettling information", Biggs continued. "Talon? Would you please relay it to us?" Talon sighed. He knew Luke and Krystal were offspring of Jedi, but their knowledge still rattled him.
"Few days before, one of my agents sent me very distressing report", he said without preamble. "According to him, Empire is building some sort of super-weapon, and if his sources are believable, it's powerful enough to destroy a planet." He sat, and chaos erupted.
"How is that possible? There's no substance powerful enough to do that!" Lando shouted.
"Why haven't we heard of that?" Koth Melan demanded. He was a Bothan spymaster, and he didn't really like Talon because of competition.
"SHUT UP!" Krystal yelled out, silencing all of them. "Master Melan's question is valid, Karrde. Would you like to explain?" He nodded.
"My agent is currently undercover as Imperial officer", he told them. "His code clearances aren't very high up, but he managed to overhear Moff Tarkin talking with Motti about it. Code name is Death Star." Wedge snorted.
"Fitting name for such grand project", he said sarcastically. "Just another of their little projects that will ensure safety of our galaxy."
"I'm with ya, pal", Han added with Chewie growling. "I don't like it one bit."
"Nor do we, Solo, but for now we have to keep low", Biggs said carefully.
"Master Melan, can you find some information on it?" Krystal said all business. Koth nodded. "Talon, tell your agent not to contact you until this weapon is nearly complete. Wedge, Winter, you'll need to drop some hints to Rebellion. And finally, we need a bounty hunter." Murmurs erupted in the room.
"Queit!" Luke snapped. "Listen, we have to know if crime lords have us on their hit list: I don't think you wanna get caught by Black Sun or Hutts." Han frowned with Lando.
"If I may, Bobba Fett is the best in his job. Maybe he can help us", he offered.
"He doesn't belong to any community", Winter replied quietly. "I'm not so sure he'll be willing to join us."
"Winter's right", Biggs said, "but there's no harm in asking him."
"I'll do it", Luke voiced. Members agreed: he was the best judge of personality between them.
"Is that all? Any other things you wish to discuss? No? Then you can go", Krystal concluded the meeting.
Bobba Fett was sitting in Mos Eisley's cantina when one of natives sat beside him.
"What do you want, kid?" he asked gruffly.
"I have a … proposition for you", blond boy said leaning back, like he was familiar with this surrounding. "Have you heard of Shadow Flight?"
"Who didn't?" Fett snorted. Shadow Flight was a legend of criminal underground: every bounty hunter's dream was gaining information about their elusive members.
"What if I told that you are invited?" kid asked, leaning forward.
"I would've said that you're lying", Fett laughed harshly. "Besides, I don't think you're nearly as shady as those people are." Kid snickered.
"Well, I know where their headquarters are", he said amiably. "Is that enough of proof?" Bobba straightened up.
"I'm listening, kid."
"Would you like to join Shadow Flight?" he asked. "Rest assured, you wouldn't have any apparent connection to us, but you'll be granted access to our hideouts on Ord Mantell, Bespin, Coruscant… not to mention we have connections with Bothan spynet and best mechanics on this side of galaxy…"
"Count me in, kid", Bobba decided after a few seconds. "Any catch?"
"Five percent of your bounty goes into joint account, so we can extract any kind of repair or bribery, that's all."
"Agreeable", he said with nod, raising up. "Where to, kid?"
"Name's Luke, actually", kid – Luke – corrected. He told him the address, then abruptly went out, leaving most feared bounty hunter alone.