What if his Destiny was Different II
By
Nicole
Summary: Eleven years after Palpatine's death, everything seems to be falling into place for Anakin, Padmé, and their children. When another Sith Lord comes out for revenge, their lives are turned upside down.
What if his Destiny was Different II
Chapter 1: Training
In a garden on Naboo, A young girl around the age of eleven, who was wearing a training uniform, was sitting on her mat with her eyes closed. Her sandy blonde hair fell around her shoulders, swaying a bit in the breeze.
Sitting across from her was her father, Anakin Skywalker, meditating with her. They were in complete silence…for a few minutes. "You're not concentrating," he told her.
"Yes I am," she answered.
Anakin kept his eyes closed. "Just concentrate," he instructed. Kellan let out a sigh as she tried again.
Padmé came home to find her husband and daughter in the backyard. "Kellan, you're not concentrating again," Anakin observed.
"It's too hard," Kellan answered, whining a bit.
Padmé watched as she ran upstairs and Anakin came in. She bit her lower lip as she watched him walk over to her with his limp. "You're home early," he commented.
"The meeting was finished earlier than we thought," she answered.
"Where's Leia?" He asked.
"You know her, she's in the library studying more on the politicians," she answered.
He sat down and rubbed his forehead. "Still having trouble with Kellan with her training?" She asked.
"Even Luke wasn't this hard to train," he told her.
"Well you're at a disadvantage, because by the time you were training Luke, Obi-Wan had already started," she answered, sitting down across from him.
"Speaking of Obi-Wan, he sent word that him, Sabé, and Mara Jade are going to be here next week," he informed.
"Well, that's good, it'll be nice to see them again," she answered.
Anakin nodded and rubbed the back of his neck. "Just the training with Kellan isn't going how I planned. I can't seem to get her to concentrate," he explained. Padmé stood up with a smile.
"I know someone else who was like that," she answered, getting something to drink.
"Who?" He asked.
"Hmm how about the man who's sitting in the chair complaining about his daughter not concentrating?" She teased, wrapping her arms around him.
"I concentrated on my training," he answered.
Padmé laughed slightly. "Whenever you felt like it," she laughed, pulling away. Anakin stood back up, his leg would still bother him from time to time. Just the final battle scar of when he defeated Palpatine, which was all now just a mere memory. He stood behind Padmé and wrapped his arms around her waist. Padmé smiled and placed her hands over his, leaning back against him. "You're getting up during the night again," she said suddenly.
"It's nothing for you to worry about," he assured her.
"You only do that when you have visions," she answered.
"I don't get up every time I have a vision," he told her.
Padmé pulled away and looked at him. "Only the ones that worry you," she answered. Anakin sighed.
"Don't worry okay? It's something that can be easily handled," he assured her.
He kissed her forehead before leaving the room, walking by Luke. Luke glanced at Anakin before looking at Padmé. "Is everything alright?" He asked.
"Yeah, everything's fine," she answered.
Padmé placed her hand on Luke's face before leaving the room.
(Kellan's Bedroom)
Kellan was sitting on her bed, her hand was outstretched in front of her, and she was squinting at the ball that was still sitting on it's stand. Her patience was fading really fast. "Come on, come on you stupid ball," she muttered. The ball flew off the stand but it went right past her and was in Luke's hand now. "Luke," she groaned. Luke smiled slightly.
"Remember what I said? You're supposed to feel the force, sitting there yelling at the ball won't make it come," he told her.
He put the ball back on the stand. "Try it again," he told her. She shot her older brother a glare before holding her hand out again. Luke leaned against the wall watching her and smiled to see that his advice had worked, the ball lifted off the stand and was moving in a really slow pace to her. When it finally reached her hand, the eleven-year-old jumped up on the bed.
"I DID IT!" She shouted.
Luke smiled. "See, told you, concentrate and don't get frustrated," he answered. She sat back down on the bed when the door opened and Leia poked her head in.
"Mom wants you guys to know that dinner's going to be ready soon," she informed.
"Leia! I did it, the ball came to me," Kellan told her sister.
"Hey that's great," Leia answered, smiling.
"Do you want to try?" Kellan asked.
"No that's okay," Leia answered with a small laugh before leaving the room.
Kellan looked at her brother. "Why doesn't she like to train?" She asked. Luke shrugged.
"She's more into politics than Jedi training," he replied.
"Ew all they do is make speeches all day," she muttered.
"Hey, watch it, our mom's one," he reminded her.
He messed up her hair before leaving the room.
(That Night)
Anakin woke up with a gasp, sitting up in bed. He wiped the sweat from his face and noticed that Padmé was sitting on the chair by the window, watching him. "You had another one and don't try to lie to me this time," she told him. He closed his eyes for a second and stayed quiet. Padmé got up from her seat and she sat behind him, wrapping her arms around his torso. "Ani, talk to me," she said quietly.
"Padmé, I can handle this," he answered.
"What is it that you're trying to handle?" She asked.
"It's nothing, it was a nightmare," he replied.
Padmé rolled her eyes. "Even you said that Jedi don't have nightmares," she answered. Anakin placed his hand on hers with a sigh.
"I keep hearing screaming…people calling for help," he said quietly.
She pressed her forehead against his temple. "When it gets clearer, it's you and the girls screaming for help," he admitted. Padmé sighed.
"Nothing's going to happen to us, Ani, not this time," she said quietly.
Anakin closed his eyes again. "I really hope nothing happens, Padmé, I really hope not," he whispered.
(Ship)
A cloaked figure walked onto the bridge of his ship. "How much further are we from Naboo?" He asked.
"Not much further sir," a soldier answered.
"Good, let Anakin Skywalker pay for killing Darth Sidious, he will pay," he sneered.
Author's Note: Yes it is the long awaited Sequel to "What if His Destiny was Different" I hope you all enjoyed the first chapter.