A/N: Hello everyone! For all those who know me, I am a huge Star Wars fan, and The Force Awakens did nothing to dim my LOVE for that universe. A while back, I had written two trilogies for the By the moons saga, in which I introduced one of the OCs of this story, Tani Kenobi. She is not, however, central to this piece and you can follow this without knowing much about her at first. :)

I intend for this to be a trilogy as well, but as the other two films will come out in two and four years time, I will try to leave the ending as open as I can. And then we'll see. :D

But for the time being, here are the first two chapters of this story! Don't forget to review!

Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars or any of its characters. I only own my OCs Cas, Tani and Sehr along with the plot of this story.

1. Hidden in plain sight

The speeder had stopped in the middle of a clearing filled with flowers in this early spring. Two figures had jumped out of it, rolling in the grass in a disarray of limbs and clothes that flew everywhere.

Later on, both would give an excuse as for their lateness. And would never see each other again.

The planet was Naboo, green and blue Naboo, which had been the stage of many battles in History. Yet, after the Empire had been destroyed, the quiet planet had been forgotten, left to fend for itself even when the First Order rose from the ashes of Palpatine and the Resistance rose from those of the Rebellion.

Not that it had been conquered by either, no. It was just doomed to see all things come and go to its peaceful scenery, and to evolve on its own, abandoned by all and by everything.

Which is probably why Cas was living there.

Cas was currently sighing in pleasure in the arms of a young mechanic she had had her eye on since the last time she had gone to the former capital Theed for parts for her speeder.

But this is not important.

At 27 years of age, Cas Andé was not, contrarily to common belief, born on Naboo. If asked, of course, she was. But in truth, she had forgotten where she was born. She only knew it was far from being as green as her for-now home.

Cas was not tall, but was pretty, which was a definite asset in the Universe. She had short and spiky brown hair that she liked to braid close to the skull in a fashion not seen in those parts since the ancient time of Queens; but her most interesting feature was her eyes, which she had purple. The kind of colour that bore through your soul everytime you gazed into it.

Her prettiness was somehow dimmed by the way she dressed, though. As obsessed with mechanics and any kind of manual work as she was, she was barely seen with clean clothes at all. She never parted from a pair of black leather breeches over which she wore a heavy utility belt filled with tools, and a torn tunic that would have been white but that was closer to brown after time. All in all, nothing that showed her feminine forms at all.

The sun had begun to set and to cast a shadow over the forest when Cas retreated to her and her mother's cabin.

Not that the woman she lived with was really her mother. She had raised her as such, yes, but they didn't share blood. And Cas made sure to remind her of it anytime she threw a tantrum. Which was often. Too often.

"Ma! I'm here!" she launched in the kitchen before grabbing a spoon and tasting the stew cooking on the stove. She wrinkled her nose and added a pinch of salt. Her Ma had never been very good with cooking.

Another figure entered the room, but it wasn't Cas' mother. It was a tall Gungan who had laced his dangling ears behind his head and who was carrying a pile of books he set on the table before sitting before it. "Good evening Cas," he said, and she smiled widely before sitting with him.

The Gungan was in all but blood her Uncle. He had seen her grow up and had welcomed her and her mother into his forest home when they had needed it most. Sehr was a scholar, one of the few of his people, and unlike most amphibians, he spoke Basic without one hint of an accent. "Hey. Still searching for that...Moff, was it?"

"Yes, your mother helped a little with what she knew, of course, but I still can't find any record on the end of his commission..." Sehr was specializing in the Dark Times, or so they had caught to call the times when the Empire had ruled over the galaxy. And Cas' mother was very good at remembering things.

The third part of their strange family entered the kitchen with a bundle of freshly laundered clothes. Her long grey hair still retained some strands of ginger, and the wrinkles on her face could not hide the youth of her blue eyes.

The woman looked at her daughter with a slight scowl, but did not comment on the state of her clothes or the mess of her hair. There was no need. The youngling's aura breathed of what she had just been doing.

Cas greeted her with a kiss on the cheek, then seemed to remember something. She got up and walked to a tiny chest under a cabinet, and grabbed a shiny object within. "Hey, I found this in my room this morning. You should be careful with it, it fell quite hard this time." She launched the object in the air, not even bothering to aim.

There was like a tingling in the air when the woman outstretched her hand and called the object to her. It flew towards her with a buzz, and she smiled when it made contact with her skin. "Thank you, darling."

And then she put it back at her belt, the hilt of the old weapon shining there through the beige tunic.

"Oh, Tani," Sehr suddenly said, "by the way, I found a record about your mother over here."

She turned her head, and smiled a bit, even if a shadow of sadness had passed over her eyes. "I'll have a look at it later."

And then Tani Kenobi went back to her dinner-making...