Summary – Luke Skywalker's life before "A New Hope".
My Sand Castle
Prologue – a Stranger in the Storm
It might have looked off for a man carrying a bundle in his arms to walk through the space port of Mos Eisly. However, this was no ordinary man, and as such no one took notice of said squirming bundle or that this man looked way too young to actually have a son. As much as Obi-wan Kenobi had wanted to keep Luke and train him in the ways of the Jedi. He had to admit that Master Yoda was right; if the Dark Lord's even had a feeling of a disturbance in the force – they would come looking. And that could not happen.
Leia may be able to do something when she got older; however, Luke would probably be damned to a life on this planet of sand. If he had any of the spirit of his father – than Obi-wan was sure that Luke would want to have adventure in his life. Of course, the nature of people could not be denied – Obi-wan knew this himself. He too had wanted adventure when he was younger as did his recently "dead" apprentice.
He didn't want to think of it that way – he wanted to help Anakin regain the light. But, that would not happen now, no matter how much he cared for the young man. Anakin had gone against the codes of the Jedi – and Obi-wan wasn't exactly sure if it had all started with good intentions. As most Dark Lord's start out – it would usually be something good and righteous – but soon it would turn their hearts and hate, regret, urgency would take over.
Anakin fell in love, and with that came the urge to protect.
It was understandable.
Obi-wan was able to procure a hover car; he wrapped the bundle in an old blanket he found in the back seat before taking off. The child was safe within the grip of the Force. Helping to keep the child quiet, but Obi-wan would be able to keep tabs on the baby's feelings. So far, Luke wasn't hungry, just tired and curious as to where they were. Though these thoughts were rather vague since he was only two standard weeks old.
The Lars homestead wasn't far; Obi-wan had been able to get information that Owen had married Beru only a standard year prior. Hopefully they would take in the child. Obi-wan would look for dwelling near by just in case anything happened. While Leia would have royal guards, Luke would probably be on his own. Obi-wan hadn't talked to any of the Master's about it, but he decided he would stay on Tatooin.
Obi-wan was making good time across the huge blanket of sand that always covered the planet. It was the only place he knew Anakin would not look for him or Luke. Anakin had never wanted to come back, he had only once – and from what Obi-wan knew – it was disaster. Schmi Skywalker was dead – by the hands of the sand people. That was as much as Anakin would tell him. That was as much as he wanted to know.
Beru called to her husband as a hover car came to a stop just feet away from her. Owen ran out to see who could be visiting them – it might be their friends from the space sport. However, he wasn't happy to see a man who looked more like a Jedi than a moister farmer step out of the hover car. The man held a bundle in his arms.
"Who are you?" Owen called out at last.
"A friend," Obi-wan replied, putting his hood down.
"Kenobi, what are you doing here?" Owen glared.
"It is a long story, however…Schmi's son is dead. He was killed in a battle against a Dark Jedi. His wife is dead through child birth, I had hoped you would take Luke in," Obi-wan explained. Editing the story slightly to exclude the birth of Luke's twin sister Leia.
"Of course we will," Beru said as she stepped forward. Owen was going to say something, but with a firm look from his wife, he conceded.
"We'll take good care of little Luke," she said as she took the bundle from Obi-Wan.
"Thank you," was all he said before he turned and climbed into the hover car. He took off with a slight wave to the little family. One more stroke of the Force against Luke, letting the small one know that he would be near if he would ever be of need in the future.
A/N – Okay, I kinda do SW, but not very well. This will be probably a short fic. I'm thinking around ten or fifteen chapters. But I am not sure. Please enjoy.
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