AN: This story is a Modern!AU for Star Wars:Rebels, where they discover they've got the Force. It does feature an OC that belongs to Artemis the Rebel, Sathkan Lun, who features in Traitor, by Artemis the Rebel, which I highly recommend. Ashoka Tano will also feature in this fic.
To everyone: confession: I like Twilight. Only the first book, though. This will have some bashing, but it's fanfic, and I do realize that the Twilight Saga has flaws. Besides, who doesn't want to see lightsabers go through vamps? I thought so. Without further ado, Starlight.
Rain fell outside of the Jarrus residence, as it always did in Forks. The twilight hour had come, and Hera Syndulla-Jarrus, a motherly figure in her mid-thirties scanned over the residence with her warm emerald eyes. She first scanned the room with paintings and drawings pinned to the walls and pencils and sketches littering the floor. A girl with boyishly short dyed hair was curled up beneath her blanket, which caused Hera to smile.
She checked on the next room, shared by a dark-skinned refugee, a former street rat, and a former gangster from Seattle. She was relieved to see that all three were asleep, and weren't bickering, as they were prone to.
Hera went down to the living room, where she waited for Kanan and one of the members of his police force, Ashoka Tano, to return.
"What's taking them so long?" Hera wondered aloud. On cue, claws dug into her scalp. "CHOPPER!" Hera screamed, as the vivid orange tabby jumped from atop her head. She massaged the top of her head.
"I swear sometimes, Chopper," she sighed, as she sat down on the couch, reading a science fiction novel about people with telekinesis and laser swords taking down an empire and restarting an order of mystical warriors who opposed the evil people with telekinesis that ran the empire, and waited for the missing members of the family to return home.
Rain pelted the door and moistened the carpet as the final two returned home. Kanan Jarrus was a lithe man with long dark hair he often tied back into a ponytail, something that the kids called him a "hippie" for. Although his ideas about a "Force" probably helped the image.
Next was Ashoka Tano, a black woman with a series of blue braids she often wore on her head, a petite, yet muscular woman who was known for her ability to use two pistols at once, something that the police department consistently praised her for.
"You're late," Hera said coolly, as she got to her feet.
"Sorry," Kanan apologized, before giving her a kiss on the cheek. "We were a bit late filing. Besides, the Chief Swan was practically partying in his cubicle the whole day."
Hera frowned. "What's going on?"
"Apparently, his daughter, Isabella, I think, is coming to stay with him," Kanan explained. "Remember the story about the chief's ex-wife, Renée?"
Hera nodded. "Yes, isn't she married to some minor-league baseball player now?"
"Yeah, pretty much," Kanan said as he sat down. "Basically, the chief wouldn't shut up about it, and now it's another piece of town gossip."
"Wow." Hera could only repeat that word over and over.
"Pretty much," Ashoka said. "The poor girl probably won't like what's coming, with town gossips and all."
"I'll make sure to tell Sabine, Ezra, and Sathkan to make her feel welcome," Hera said.
"Oh, I'm sure she'll have more than enough new friends," Kanan chuckled.