Chapter 1: The Skywalker Family
Anakin and Anya Skywalker. Children of Shmi Skywalker. The children didn't have a father or any form of a father. Anakin was nine and Anya was five. They were all slaves on Tatooine. Shmi worked to try and get credits for her family. Anakin was a repair man. He fixed pod racers and other kinds of ships. Anya stayed in the shop to clean and keep dust off of parts. All Tatooine was a big dust ball. Dust got on everything.
One morning before her and Anakin had to check in at the shop, Anakin was in the kitchen helping his mother. Anya in her baby blue pajamas, ran into the kitchen screaming "Ani! Ani! Ani!"
"What is it Anya?" Anakin turned around. His long shaggy blonde hair swished as he spun around.
"I just wanted to say I wove you!" Anya jumped on him and giving her older brother a giant hug. Shmi smiled at her children's love. Anakin chuckled while trying to pry his energetic little sister off of him.
"I love you too, Anya. C'mon, lets help mom with breakfast," Shmi stayed quiet with a comforting smile on her face. Her nine year old boy was acting more like a father than a brother. Anakin was a form of a father to Anya. All Anya had was her mom and brother.
"Mmm! I love pancakes momma!" Anya chirped.
"I do to mom," Anakin calmly said. Anakin never really got excited about things anymore. After his last defeat in the pod races, he hasn't been cheerful at all.
"Ani? Why won't you put a smile on your face for your sister?" Shmi whispered. Anakin glanced over at Anya, who had stuffed her mouth with pancake. Her cheeked bulged, looking like a chipmunk. Her childish look brought a small smirk on Anakin's face. "I guess that will have to do," Shmi chuckled. Anakin sighed and pushed his plate away from him.
"I'm going to work on my pod racer," Anakin hopped down. Anya swallowed her food and followed.
"Me too…" Anakin stopped.
"Anya, must you do everything I do?" Anakin swung around and Anya stopped in her tracks.
"Anakin!" Shmi popped up.
"I'm sorry mom, but I just don't want her getting hurt," Anya's eyes filled with tears. Anakin walked up to Anya. He was a good foot or two taller than Anya. He hugged his little sister, "I'm sorry Anya. Stay in here with momma ok," Anya nodded. Anakin swiped the tears away from her cheek. He walked out of the hut and began working.
Two weeks later…
"My name is Obi-Wan Kenobi. I'm here to pick up Anakin Skywalker," Anakin got up from his Pod Racer and walked over the man.
"I'm Anakin, what can I do ya for?" Anakin wiped the grease from his forehead.
"I sense that you have midi-chlorines in your blood steam,"
"Midi-whata? What are those?"
"They are little mites in your blood stream to give you the power to do this," Obi-Wan lifted his hand and a box in the corner of the room began to float in mid-air. Anakin's eyes widened and Anya stumbled into the room, sucking her thumb.
"Ani, who's that?" "I'm Obi-Wan Kenobi, I'm Anakin's Jedi Master. I'm here to take him Corosaunt…"
"You're taking him?" Shmi seemed shocked. Obi-Wan nodded.
"It's ok, mom. I've been wanting to meet and actually be a Jedi," Anakin walked out of the room to go and pack his things.
"I'm sorry ma'am but I must take him," Obi-Wan bowed and walked out the hut. Anya followed Anakin into his room.
"Why are you leaving, Ani," Anya sniffed.
"I have to get out of here. Just for a little while Anya. I'll be back," Anakin hugged Anya tight, "I love you shorty," Anakin let go of Anya and went to Obi-Wan's ship. Anakin gasped in happiness, "Whoa! That thing is huge!" Obi-Wan chuckled and led the boy onto the ship.
Anakin had left his family behind in order to become a Jedi Knight. Anakin really didn't know if he'll see his little, beloved sister again. Or his mother. Anakin walked into the bridge to find buttons glowing and blinking all sorts of color's at him. Anakin dropped his bag and ran into the drivers seat.
"Oh no, young one, over there," Obi-Wan pointed to the passenger seat. Anakin grunted,
"Oh no! Not shot gun!" Obi-Wan chuckled and Anakin stormed to his quarters that Obi-Wan showed him. Anakin sat on the bed thinking about his sister and mother.
I love you Ani! You're my favorite brother! I hope nothing comes between us! Anya hugged him tightly.
I love you too Anya. I'll never leave you here on this God awful planet alone. You or mom!
Back on Tatooine…
"I want Ani to come home!" Anya squalled. Anya and Anakin were close and she didn't know how to handle Anakin being gone. Shmi tried to comfort her by letting her have his old robes. Anya wanted Anakin back. Anya got so tense that the hut began to shake. It wasn't an earthquake, Anya was making the planet shake. Shmi stumbled into her room to calm her down.
Once she got her to calm down and relax, Anya began to cry. Pleading for someone to being Anakin back. She screamed his name… and she got no reply.
Anakin jumped up from his slumber in his cold quarters. He could hear Anya calling his name. He wanted to go home. He wanted to be with his family. Anakin couldn't let Anya suffer like that any longer.
"Master Kenobi! Take me home!"
"Home? I can't take you home, young one,"
"I want to go home now! My sister needs me!"
"Give her time Anakin. You will be reunited with her in time. Now return to your quarters or stay here with me," Anakin sighed and sat in the passenger seat. He could still hear Anya's pleas.
