Notes: I was inspired over the week to write up this little project. Hopefully it'll be the first in a whole series, sort of like "Naught but Guidance". It's from the point of view of a very special power, and it speaks to many beings throughout the Star wars saga…

Science Note: Mitochondrians and Midichlorians are the same thing, I swear! O.o tell me if I spell Midichlorian wrong.

Strange, isn't it, that the fate of galaxies resides in a tiny, insignificant cell? Alone, that cell would be nothing, just another life swimming about in the primordial soup of our world. The cells band together, bind together, to create complex lives, to create you, the trees, the fish, the birds, even the lowly worms… alone, a cell is nothing. Together, they form the basis of life. They are in us. We are, in a sense, their children. We all came from them. We can all trace our ancestry to these cells…

Perhaps I never would have come into being if it weren't for the symbiosis of two cells. Hundreds of millions of years ago, a far longer time than anyone can remember, a little creature consisting of only a single cell united with another cell, and they became one. That little creature – called a Midichlorien today – harbored a great power within, a power that was unlocked by the unity of two cells… that power was Me. The moment the two cells came together, My power expanded and filled galaxies, and I was everywhere.

Evolution continued upon its chosen path, and single cells united to form complex organisms. As these new creatures evolved, they discovered My power within them. It allowed them to sense the future, predict movements, and even read the minds of others. Some, like the Ysalamiri, took this power to the highest level, evolving defenses like mental shields and enhanced reflexes. Others were only vaguely aware of Me, for I only existed in a select few. Then, by chance, one day I was discovered by sentient beings.

At first My power was only used to destroy. I'm geared towards that, actually. Those who possessed My essence used Me to slaughter their enemies, enslave other peoples, and reign as tyrants over worlds. I was indifferent to this. I am neither light nor shadow, evil nor good. I am Balance, though, and so soon there came others willing to use Me for good. These were warriors of justice, peace, and tranquillity, reaching out to Me only to do good works. These warriors came to be known as Jedi, and those of evil, Sith. I was finally given a name, and it was whispered in the halls of the learned in hushed tones, for I caused sorrow as well as joy.

And so we find ourselves now in your present. For Me, all time is irrelevant. Days flow into one another, years pass like seconds, and millennia vanish in the blink of an eye. Your present is in a turmoil, for the balance is shifting. I feel Myself more often being used for evil than for good. The midichlorians of the Holy Ones whither and die in the grip of this new menace. As My power shifts, so does everything else. You know nothing of politics, war, death, and suffering, but very soon you will. You will enter screaming and kicking, full of vibrant life, into a world wracked by the death throes of goodness. The government of sentient creatures is collapsing, and in its place rises an Empire. Thousands of lives upon hundreds of worlds will be extinguished. Through Me and My all-encompassing nature, the few good souls left in the world will hear those deaths. Perhaps you will be one of them. How old will you be then? By the time you know of Me, the darkness will have a hold on this galaxy. It will be left to you to see that it loses its grip…

I sense your question, little one. No, don't speak – I can hear your thoughts far better than your wordless voice. Do not disturb your sister. See? She is asleep. What am I, you ask? That is a question not even the eldest and most learned of scholars can wrap their minds around. Perhaps your mentor summed it up – no, will sum it up – best for you. I am an energy field, a life-force, binding all things. I lie between you and your sister, your mother, this house, the trees outside, the fish in the lake, the birds overhead, the stones beneath you, the sky above you… I am everything, and yet I am nothing. I am more powerful than nature, but I can accomplish nothing on my own. I depend upon the smallest creature, yet I control the largest and most powerful. Cryptic, no doubt, to a young mind like yours. Haven't you guessed it yet, my child? The simplest answer to your question is that… well… I am. That's all. I am, I always will be, and nothing more.

Sleep now, my child. Soon you will leave this warm and enter into a world full of darkness. Be a beacon, my child. You've been gifted with the ability to reach out and touch Me, and someday you will show others the path. Someday your own progeny will speak to Me as you do now. I cherish the unborn, you see. Their minds are amazing, as open as an innocent's, but as wise as a sage's. When you are born you will not remember this meeting. It will only return to you as you dream…

Dream well, Luke Skywalker. May your dreams carry you from the darkness of evil.

One last question, you say? What is My name? That, little one, is simple. Remember My name when you find yourself in dark times. I am the Force…

End Notes: Who should the Force speak to next? I have an idea, but if there's a majority request in the reviews, I'll do that person instead.