Prologue
As the sun rose on Naboo, Padme Amidala walked out of a small building on the outskirts of the gungan lake. She began to walk towards the nearby city of Theed, followed by a golden human-like droid. In her arms was a basket.
The basket held a small baby that looked to be about two months old, with brown hair with streaks of blond already beginning to grow out of his head, and blue eyes. There was a note inside the basket, containing no more than a few letters spelling out the name: Ryan.
In truth, Padme had found out she had been pregnant with the child a few months prior, and had gone into hiding with nothing but a few cloths, credits, the golden droid, a medical droid, and a comlink for emergencies, as well as an excuse to the Republic of the need to go on a retreat to "calm her nerves of the Clone Wars".
Padme stopped in front of the small orphanage, and placed the basket down at the doors. The young senator felt a small tear streak down her cheek, as she felt that she would never see the child again.
"Rest young one; we will meet again." She whispered as she softly kissed the infant on his forehead. Padme stood up, rang the bell, and ran to hide. She saw the owner walk out, look around, and see the basket and its cargo. The lady picked it up, and looked around once more, before going back inside.
Padme turned to the droid, "Threepio, call for a ship. I'm ready to go."
2 Years Later…
A blue twi'lek named Raene Lightspace walked out of the orphanage with a 2 year old boy, careful to hide the lightsaber under her cloak. She had to be careful not to let anyone know the Jedi still roamed throughout the galaxy. It had been only two days since the Republic had fallen, and the Jedi were still being hunted. She had been on her way to the forest moon of Endor to live with the local Ewoks in secret, when she sensed a strong, yet young, Force presence come from the planet, and had found a small child with blue eyes and brown/blond hair.
The 2 year old had reminded her of her fallen comrade, Anakin Skywalker, before Darth Vader had taken her friend's life away.
~SW~
Bail Organa and Jedi Master Yoda landed a small ship on the moon of Yavin IV, searching for survivors of what some are calling the Great Purge.
"How are you sure that they would have survived? The Clones I saw at the Jedi Temple were not even holding back on the young padawan who had been trying to protect me."
"A child living in the Force, I sense. Find her, we must." The small Jedi answered. Obi-Wan Kenobi had told him that a Jedi was to be given his newborn Force sensitive niece when he rendezvoused with his sister and her husband.
"Do you hear that?" Bail asked. Indeed, somewhere in the jungle, a soft cry could be heard. The two ran towards it, and saw three bodies on the ground, dead; and a small infant sobbing for her mother.
"Take the child to Tatooine to be trained by Master Kenobi, we will. Her future clouded, yet great things I sense in this young one's future." Yoda said, as they burned the bodies of the child's family.
"Did they ever give her a name?"
"Callie Starsand, her name is."