Hi! I'm Kayla and I was grounded… I started watching the clone wars cartoon and all the Star Wars movies and I'm ADDICTED!!! I just had this idea pop into my head and I am in LOVE with my characters!!! I hope you love it as much as I do!!!

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I peered down upon my baby Tara's sweet face. She was only a month old and yet I would have to leave her forever. I tried to not feel sadness as it is not the way, and yet it was impossible. I felt a single tear fall down my cheek.

"Tara… always know I love you," I whispered. I had already said goodbye to my love, Athlena, but somehow saying goodbye to Tara was even harder. I felt some sort of bond to her even before she was born and somehow I knew that I would meet her again, the force was strong with her.

I moved towards the window and looked out at the beautiful city below. The city of Novea was Tatooine's salvation; after Jabba the Hutt was killed by my sister, the rest of the Hutt's fled Tatooine leaving it to be taken by the slaves and raised out of its crime. Water was shipped in and large dome covered cities sprung up all across the deserts, the first, and largest, was Novea where I came to help associate into the new republic.

Here I had met my love, Athlena, the daughter of the new ruler, Fias Thelcar. I had ignored the feelings I had for her at first, but the more time I spent near her the deeper in love I fell. Yoda had warned me of attachments; I kept my feelings a secret, until I found out that she felt the same. We grew closer and closer soon expressing our love in the greatest way possible, and then she found that she was pregnant. The name of the father was never asked and she gave birth to Tara.

Unfortunately, I must travel back to become a permanent member of the new Jedi council. I turned to look at the face of my precious baby Tara before I jumped from the window and into the hover transport below.

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14 years later (Tara)

I looked out my window towards the dome walls of Novea wondering what it really was like outside. After the Hutts began to reinvade Tatooine the domes were reinforced and placed under lockdown. The Hutts of course had begun their invasion not long after the Jedi Luke Skywalker had left; he was still yet to return.

The domes were safe because of their protection fields, and the only way in or out were the docking ports; heavily guarded by well trained soldiers sent by the new republic. I had never left the domes. Sadly my only real glimpse of Tatooine had been from transports between domes with my mother, but as my grandfather, Fias Thelcar, became older my mother trained to become the new queen, while I was taught to be a princess.

I admit that I was perhaps a bit too eager to leave the domes, and yet some force called for me to travel; the location I did not know, but I did know that my arrival was much anticipated.

"Tara, it's time for your fitting. When the Jedi council comes to visit you must be looking your best," my mother called to me from the hallway.

I made my way down to the dressing room only to be overcome by several women with measuring tools and lavish cloths. I chose a white silk with golden rap and detailing. I was sure to choose a simple, yet elegant design for the sake of my mother. I knew that she would be selecting a much more flaunting gown, but I hated to wear dresses, and this was my best agreement.

As the seamstresses were recording final measurements my mother walked in with a wide grin on her face and I knew I was in for another long lecture on my future duties as princess. I dreaded these talks because they always ended in a fight about my future love life. I knew that I wasn't concerned by marriage; if I was to be married then I would find that person myself, not just select a handsome man from a line.

"As you know the Jedi council is coming to help in a final retaliation against the Hutts and I want you to be on your best behavior," my mother said. She was smiling so brightly it made me suspicious, the only time she became this elated was when she talked about Luke Skywalker; I think she's his biggest fan. She quickly regained her thought continuing, "They will be staying with us and some are bringing their padawans to help fight against the Hutts. One of the padawans will be assigned to guard outside of your room and I want you to remember that he is there to guard, not to become another one of your easily distractible friends."

"I know mom," I said sighing. "I am to stay in order and act ladylike as it shall soon be my responsibility as princess to the escavo nation. I've heard this a million times!"

"I just want The Jedi Master Skywalker to think highly of our society Tara, and you know that," she said frowning at me.

"Why must he think so highly of me? Does he have a son you wish for me to marry?" I asked trying to remain composed; I hated it when she plays matchmaker.

"No," she said flatly. "You know perfectly well that Jedi's must not hold any attachments, so he does not have a son, nor anyone for you to marry. You are also only fourteen and as you know I will not have you marrying a day before or after eighteen. "

"Mom I don't see why you must be so strict! I merely wish to make real friends!" I exclaimed raising my voice a bit higher than I should have. ''I don't want you to play matchmaker or decide when or who I marry! I want to have a normal life; not the life of a princess!"

I immediately regretted my statement as my mother silently turned and exited the room. I stood quietly throughout the rest of the fitting. When the fitting ended I traveled all but silently to my room where I sat on my large and elegant bed, looking out upon the city once again.

Now the twin suns had set, and night time had come. The dome appeared all black coated in a light dusting of stars almost seeming to blend with the bright city lights. Although the palace was the highest standing building in Novea you could still see the other larger buildings light up the waterfalls and ponds all over the city's landscape. After the domes were built the slaves become the escavo nation and filled the streets with streams and ponds all filled through the irrigation tanks hidden beneath the domes. The buildings shone dark silver in the dim glow given off by the cruisers flying through the city air at night.

After Jabba the Hutt had fallen and our people had gained power we had grown tired of the deserts and tiring land travel and so now we had changed to the opposite with flying crafts and no stone streets, just water, but I wondered what it had been like to live the life of a moisture farmer in the barren desert.

My thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a light tapping on my door.

Okay… so I know it's short, but what do yah think! It's summer so I'll be updating frequently!!! YAY!!! Hope you enjoy it!!!