The Daughter watched the mortal world with interest. What is going on in their heads as they ruin the small bits of good left in the Galaxy? She wondered. Then she noticed something she had not seen before. A unnatural darkness surrounding an individual, that should not be there. This was her brother's doing. She narrowed her eyes. These demons were The Son's children and the reason the universe was so dark. She knew what she must do. She concentrated her energy. A small baby girl Twi'lek appeared in The Daughter's arms.
"Hello little one," she whispered. Her newborn daughter burbled with happiness. "Now where to send you…" she looked through the cosmos until she found a lonely duchess who had not been poisoned by outside influences; though how long this woman would remain like that, The Daughter was unsure. Looking at her daughter, she said, "you want to protect this woman and her family." The little girl giggled. Her mother set her down in a small pool. The child was teleported to mandalore in a flash of light. The Daughter watched the outside world intently. Satine Kryze walked out onto the balcony of her palace to find the newborn angel lying on the ground.
"Oh, my!" the young woman gasped when she saw the child. "Now what are you doing out here little one?" she asked. "Well, nevermind. I suppose you need a home?" The small Twi'lek made small noises of happiness as the Duchess picked her up. "Well, I guess I can't leave you out here. I think I'll name you Korra." Satine said as she took her new daughter inside.
Korra. I like that. The Daughter thought with satisfaction.
Over the years, The Daughter had many more angels, all of them being Female. They were usually either Humans or Twi'leks, and each had the power of one of nine things, the things being Earth, Air, Fire, Water, Animals, Plants, Light, Dark, or Spirit. None of the young angels could control Spirit. The Daughter's first son was born after she spied the Bonteri clan. The young boy was a human and was sent to them almost immediately. And of course, none of her children were Force sensitive.
One day as she looked throughout the Galaxy, she spied a young boy, about three years of age, being sold with his mother in a slave market. The boy, whose name was Anakin Skywalker, was obviously Force sensitive. The Daughter felt a stirring inside she only felt when she created a new angel. A small Togruta Female appeared in her arms. The Daughter was surprised. This child was Force sensitive! And Jedi usually did not need angels, so the boy must be special. "Ahsoka Tano." The Daughter said to the Togruta. "Your name is Ahsoka Tano."