Padmé sat on the couch, feet curled under her, looking out distantly to the Jedi Temple. Purple smoke puffed out, seemingly livid as it filled the air with a sense of disparage. She held back a sob, reminding herself to be strong, that Anakin would be okay. A sharp pain in her abdomen startled her out of her crying and her hand caressed the swell where her unborn child lay.

A shadow crept passed her unnoticed, sliding out of the room and out onto the balcony. Slowly, the small figure swung its legs over the swooper-bike before taking off into the turbulent night.

Anakin landed his star fighter on the landing pad of the apartments minutes later, not noticing the missing swooper-bike, but instead taking in his arms, his beloved.

"Are you okay? I heard there was an attack on the Jedi Temple, you can see the smoke from here!" she exclaimed, fear evident in her voice.

"I'm fine, I'm fine" he assured her. "I came here to make sure you, the baby and Lena were all okay."

"We're fine, Lena went to bed a while ago" Padmé took his face in her hands and assured herself again that he was indeed alright. "What's happening?"

"The Jedi are trying to over throw the Republic" he explained.

"I... I can't believe that" she felt slightly lightheaded all of a sudden.

"I saw Master Windu try to assassinate the Chancellor myself" It's a half truth, you're lying to her! Stop!

"Oh, Ani" It killed him to see her so scared. "What are you going to do? What's going to happen to Ahsoka, or Obi-wan? What if they find out about Lena?"

"I'll be okay, so will Obi-wan and Ahsoka so long as they remain loyal to Palpatine" But, younglings would have remained loyal, and he still ordered you to kill them! "Aleania will be fine, she has nothing to worry about."

Except she'll be expected to join the darkside as well, she'll hate you!

He suddenly couldn't look at her, in her direction. The guilt was taking its toll.

I'm doing this for her! Another voice shouted.

"Anakin, I'm afraid" she whispered.

He looked up at her again and held her in his arms, the warmth of the growing life embracing him. Did his child already know of the evils he'd committed?

"Everything will be alright angel, have faith in our love" She still looked so terrified. "The Chancellor has sent me on a special mission. The Separatist leaders have gathered on Mustafar, I'm going there to end this war!"

"Wait for me" He leaned in and kissed her lovingly, assuring himself she still felt the same, that she didn't find him disgusting after all the terrible deeds he'd done. He didn't notice that the quiet presence he felt not to far away was only an allusion, slowly fading away.

"Please, wait for me" he quietly begged her as he walked to his star fighter and lifted into the busy sky.


Aleania pulled beside the Jedi Temple, surveying damage, possible entrances and escape routs, assesing how many clones were attacking. Finnaly, pulling onto the roof, she got off the swooper bike and crept to a nearby vent, sensing downward for impending traps. Was it really that easy?

Aleania drew her hood up further and slid into the vent, a near silent thud crawling through the vents. Shielding herself while she reached out, she felt the presence of clones, the fading presence of the dying Jedi and the fear of younglings. With a force induced speed, she crawled through the vents to the younglings.

"Shh, there coming" said a quiet, mature voice.

There were muffled whimpers followed by the steps of coming troopers. Reaching for her saber, Aleania prepared to jump into action.

"Check the sparring rooms" A commanding voice ordered.

The door bust open and the clones searched for Jedi. At first, all the saw was an empty room, but slowly, they crept for the supply closet where the younglings hid. Aleania jumped into action.


Yes, I did write story (a whopping one chapter) with the same OC. This is replacing that and the plot has a lot of changes with that same basic frame. Review.

Question: Least favorite Clone Wars character (If you don't really watch the Clone Wars, least favorite origional trilogy character)