DESTINED FOR GREATNESS.
Summary: Padme saved Anakin and they both went into hiding to keep Leia and Luke Safe. Sixteen years later, Luke is kidnapped and taken to Palpatine.
With no-one else to turn to, Anakin, Padme and Leia head to the hidden Jedi stronghold to ask for Obi-wan's help.
PROLOGUE.
They had come out of nowhere, surrounding him in an instant. He'd tried to fight them off, but in the end, he hadn't stood a chance.
He'd been dragged into the ship, hands gripping him tightly; preventing him from trying to escape.
Luke stared out the window, watching with despair as the planet grew smaller and smaller as the ship moved further away; this had always been his parents' greatest fear, that either he or Leia or both of them would be caught by Palpatine. He knew what he wanted, knew what he would be expected to do; the one thing he was sure of was that he would never turn to the dark side.
SWSWSW
"We have to Anakin!" Padme stood in front of her husband, her voice shaking with fear for her son, "We have no choice."
Closing his eyes Anakin sighed, he knew she was right, but he also knew that he would not be a welcome sight.
"Dad," Leia swallowed and stepped forward, "it's Luke." Looking into her father's face she licked her lips, "he needs us, but we can't do it alone."
"I know," his voice was strained with worry. Opening his eyes he nodded, "ok." Shaking his head he snuffed a tense chuckle, "let's hope Obi-wan doesn't kill me on sight."
SW
The Jedi stronghold was well hidden. It had to be to survive for a decade and a half undetected by their enemy; Anakin had found it five years ago, but he'd never thought he'd actually see it.
Now the planet loomed before them, far beyond the Outer Rim.
"He we go," looking at Padme, Anakin took her hand; her head lifted and he saw tears in her eyes.
"I want him back Anakin," her voice shook as she wiped uselessly at the tears.
Nodding Anakin gently wiped away his wife's tears with his thumb, "we'll get him back Padme," he told her gently. "I promise." Glancing over at the seat behind them, he smiled slightly; Leia slept fitfully, the cloak Anakin had draped over her lying crumpled on the floor.
SWSWSW
He'd recognised the ship instantly; how could he not? For years he and Anakin had flown side by side, he knew that ship almost better than he knew his own.
By the time it landed, he was at the landing platform waiting.
He watched as the ramp lowered, unsure what to expect; Anakin hadn't been heard of since he'd 'turned' and Padme hadn't been seen either.
A feminine figure walked down the ramp, a young girl somewhere in her mid teens. Then Padme walked down, holding Anakin's hand tightly in her own.
Walking forward, Obi-wan crossed his arms over his chest. "Why are you here Anakin?"
His former Padawan looked down, bit his lip and forced himself to look up again. Swallowing Anakin shrugged, "I need your help."
Obi-wan could only gape in utter shock, of all the things he might have expected; this wasn't one of them.