Chapter 1: Voice

The creek sparkled in the setting sun that day in Theed. The water maintained a steady flow as the minnow followed the ease of the current. A young black haired boy sat down on a huddle of rocks along the creeks' edge. He wore blue overalls and a red shirt beneath. His dark hair was neatly combed and trimmed short as his mother had taken the time to do. The boy was 5 years old. He was barefoot and wriggled his toes, tapping his feet at the edge of the water. In one hand, he held a toy X-Wing Starfighter complete with a tiny R2 unit on top and rebel pilot safely glued inside the cockpit. In his other hand, he held a toy Tie Fighter although the screen where the pilot would sit was blacked out. He didn't mind. The boy made shooting noises from his lips and crashed the two planes ships together.

The ships were on an all-out war on the planet Naboo. He lifted the X-Wing in the air as high as he could, but wait, the Tie Fighter could see the other ship coming. He lifted the tie Fighter and it soared the other direction in order to avoid being hit by the X-Wing. "Pew pew!" the boy called out mimicking the X-Wing firing shots. He swung the Tie Fighter around, the ship having narrowly avoided bullets. His foot splashed the water, his entire body swinging to control the ship. The Tie Fighter spun around after being changed the X-Wing. The Tie Fighter fired back! "Pew!" he yelled and he let go of the X-Wing as it was shot down by the Tie Fighter.

The boy didn't realize he had gotten closer to the creek. The X-wing dropped into the stream of water and was swept up into the current. His expression dropped and panic set in.

The black haired boy watched as his precious Rebel ship drifted down the creek and out of sight. He stood up on the pile of rocks and raised his head hoping to catch a glimpse of the ship. He let go of the Tie Fighter and tried to run along the water's edge. There were fish in the water, but none that resembled a ship. The boy kept running and running until exhaustion began to set in. He stopped and slowed his breathing down. Perhaps if he could only focus.

The boy closed his eyes and relaxed. He felt the muddy ground beneath his toes, heard the water splash the edges of the creek. He could sense the small fish swimming with the current. It was all nature surrounding him. All but one item which was caught between two rocks blocking the current. He opened his eyes and followed his senses to where the current had stopped. Finally, he approached the location and found his precious X-Wing lodged between two rocks in the creek. The ship was located too far into the Creek. He could either try swimming and risk getting swept up in the current, or leave the ship and ask his parents for help. Or there was a third option.

He had seen his uncle do it before, raise an object off of the ground by lifting his hand up. "You can do it too," his Uncle had said. "You only need to feel the power of the force flow through you and focus on what you want."

Focus. The boy closed his eyes. He imagined the ship rising from between the rocks. He clenched his fist and tightened his jaw. 'Lift' he said to himself. 'Lift!' His eyes shot open and he raised his small hand. The X-Wing shook. He held his focus. There was only him and the toy ship. Very slowly, the X-Wing rose up a few inches. 'Pull' he said to himself. He clenched his fist harder. Concentrate, focus. The X-Wing floated only an inch above the water and moved towards him. The boy began to sweat. The X-Wing was getting closer. He could feel the force tugging the X-Wing. This must be what his uncle meant.

The Force.

"You have great potential." An earie voice said.

The boy lost focus and the X-Wing dropped onto a muddy part of the creek just close enough to reach without being swept away by the current. He turned his body and looked all around him. He was the only one in the area. Could he be imagining things? That was it. There was no one around him, it had to be his imagination. He scooped up the X-Wing from the mud and dipped the ship into the water washing it off.

He smiled excitedly. He couldn't wait to tell his mother and father. He was just like his uncle. The boy almost forgot about the Tie Fighter. He took his time reaching the other toy. Home wasn't that far away. He recalled the two ships had gone into hyperspace and somehow he ended up by the creek. Reaching the Tie Fighter, he picked it up and the two ships soared retreating back to their home planets.

He walked for a few minutes until he reached the familiar stone archway of home. The courtyard was laid with brick and brownish stone with a water fountain in the center and there were trees sectioned off by little fences. The sun had almost set completely. Waiting at the doorway was his favorite droid.

"Master Ben, where have you been?" The gold protocol droid asked. Ben smiled at him.

"Where is mother?" he asked C-3PO.

"They're inside, but do wipe your feet before entering. You left so quickly you forgot your shoes." C-3PO scolded. Ben looked down. His feet were flaked with dried mud and bits of grass. Ben sat down in front of the droid and tried to wipe as much mud off his feet as his could.

"Thank you." He said and walked inside his home followed by the droid.

Ben felt excited as he was when the X-Wing rose. He imagined his mothers' warm arms hugging him tightly with pride, and his father would likely pat him on the head and applaud him. He couldn't wait. Ben walked quickly down the halls still holding his ships. C-3PO followed behind keeping the same pace as he was. Ben was ready. He turned the corner when he heard them from behind closed doors.

Han and Leia were in their bedroom standing up and glaring at each other. Han wore a dusty brown jacket over a beige t-shirt. Leia had been at the senate all morning so her hair was still pinned up neatly and she wore a dark grey gown.

"You're just a stuck up, half-witted scruffy-looking nerf herder!" Leia yelled with clenched fists. "You just got back home, where are you going this time? You don't care about this family!"

Han waved his hands up in the air. "Oh yeah? Well at least I go places. I'm not always stuck in some lame meeting!"

"Han you know how important this is to me, the senate does not believe me when I say that the First Order is a potential threat to society." Leia urged.

"Then why don't you just start your own group Princess?"

"It's not that simple, I need resources, troops, gather more allies."

"Well what are you waiting for then? Meanwhile, the galaxy is so big and Chewie and I left with unfinished business to take care of."

"You always have unfinished business! What about us! What about our son!"

Thick fuzzy hands covered Ben's ears. A tear rolled down his cheek. He hated it when his parents argued because in the end, he would be the one all alone. They seemed to argue more and more nowadays as if some sort of unknown war was approaching.

"Ben, go to your room." Chewbacca growled in Wookie. Ben looked up at his Uncle Chewie. The hairy brown beast had a reassuring expression on his face. Ben placed his hands over the Wookie's and closed his eyes. For a moment, he thought 'everything is going to be okay'. However, the shouting only got louder and Chewie's hands could not completely suppress the noise.

"He's strong in the force Han. Luke feels it, I feel it. It's in him and everything around him."

"Well I'm sorry, but I'm not a freak like you, Ben, Luke, and your father!"

Han didn't mean for his sentence to come out that way, but it did. Leia stood there speechless. Han didn't know what to do. He opened the door and walked out.

Han saw Chewbacca, Ben and C-3PO standing in the hallway. "Come on Chewie, let's go." He said not making eye contact with his son. Chewbacca let go of Ben's ears. Ben reached for Han's hand and grabbed it tightly. Han turned around and faced his son

"Father, is it true?" Ben said shaking trying to hold in his tears.

"Of Course it's true" a voice replied to Ben, but it wasn't his fathers. Ben immediately let go of Han's hand and his eyes widened.

"You are different. You have much more potential." It said ghoulishly. Ben didn't know who was talking to him, where it was coming from, if anyone else could hear it too. Ben looked around at each face around him. They were slowly fading from his vision

"Show him. Show him what you can do." Ben slammed his small hands over his ears and dropped to his knees. With as much energy as he could, he closed his eyes and screamed.

Leia, Han, and Chewie rushed over to Ben. The last thing he could remember was their warm embrace before plummeting into the darkness.

A/N: Thus ends chapter 1. It was a little short, but there is much more to come. Please review and let me know what you think!