Chapter #1: Destiny strikes (pt. 1)
In a galaxy far, far away...Where it last left off, a new war was about to emerge it's seed of death in the air and the smell of weapons and guns could be felt from all directions. It will be a great battle known as The battle of the republican resistance, that will be the final rumble, the last crime scene of the Republic and the Separatists, so did they all think. Fear flowed accross the world in it's widest meaning, for it flowed in the minds, hearts and veins of all the innocent living things that might just about face death, look it in the eyes. The warriors, hard-working soldiers of one side of war were preparing both their weapons; body and mind. They all felt those same thoughts: they are all a small, obedient part of something big, powerful and safe for all of it's residents. They all just felt it: the need to stay strong for the hopes of the world they're protecting...the world that they live in, too. All of them thought so,.. even a Jedi master, one of their generals that did not even know he was about to skip this war. Destiny just had something else in mind for him. But he found out, eventually: It was Saturday on planet Earth, when exactly one more week needed to pass before the begininng of the first signs of a fight. ...That was the day Anakin Skywalker, a Jedi master came face to face with the true test of his life. Right after the clock showed a period of day we'd call noon, Padme Amidala, Anakin's wife in secret, came to the ship he was on and requested a moment of privacy with the soldier. They had a secret marriage for they weren't allowed to have relationships. Since she came so quickly after lunch, Anakin already assumed something happened. -...Everything all right?...-he asked with a gentle, yet concerned voice. -No, Annie...-Padme sounded very worried and seemed quite serious. –You seem to be deep in thought-he tried to make it sound comforting, even though the sentence itself had no such meaning. -I am, Annie! I'm very...concerned...- Padme raised her voice a little, so she could express her feelings in the entire situation. She wanted to tell him that she's scared, but she couldn't. She simply couldn't explain how much she's afraid of his own reaction on hearing this out. Though, Anakin was not no stupid man. Hearing her, as if tortured, weak voice he could tell that something was biting her. -Well, what are you concerned about?...Is it the war?- He asked and, since she seemed as she would rather faint and fall into his arms then answer, slowly embraced her. He to felt a need: to keep her safe. Before anything else, any battle,.. he wanted to make sure that his wife, senator Amidala was safe and secured. After they stayed hugged tight for dome time, Anakin gently lift her head with a relieving and generous smile on his face. He asked, as if they were making some kind of progress: -Now, why don't you tell me what's wrong, Padme...?- Padme finally felt the urge to let him know, to let it out and say something. -Annie, I'm pregnant.-
Anakin now had a serious, terrified look. He looked at her and, with a confused expression, he then looked in front of himself again and suddenly laied his face on his hands on his knees and sighed: -...How could have this happened...?- Padme noticed his grieve, so she tried to cheer him up: -...You say it as if it's a loss. I know it's hard Annie, but try to look at it this way: we're expecting a beautiful miracle and experience in life- she even smiled a bit, fading, but still very deeply and truly -Please...don't let it rot here.- Anakin answered soon enough, still staring in a random spot on the wall: -I know, don't take me wrong, I'm happy!...There's truly no other man happier than me- he repeated -but this is not the time...not the place...- A deep and concerned sigh came out of him again. -I know...- Padme replied, shortly. Anakin kept staring and thinking. His face then turned dead serious, frightened and mad in the same time, as he answered his own fact: -...We cannot change the time...Then we change the place.- Padme certainly heard his raised voice, she saw his cold, yet confident look. -It's a statement, no doubt...- She concluded. -I only want you to know that I support you. ...I honestly do- sincerity was running through her eyes- but c'mon,..run away? ...Anakin, that is not called solving a problem- before she finished her entire thought of what she thinks of that plan, Anakin interrupted her- WHAT CAN WE DO?- He seemed to be having some temper problems at the moment, for he looked a little over-unfriendly towards her. But he could read it from her calm, worried look that he isn't taking this right. -...I'm sorry- he softened up a lot and hugged her again. -...But what can we DO...? ...We can't have it born and raised like this,- he showed and pointed out the window, at a Jedi ship nearby- I first will not allow that!- he spoke radically now. -I know, I know...- Padme constantly kept revealing their empathy to remind him that he isn't the only one feeling worried here. -...I wish I knew what to do...!- Like a cry for help, Anakin confessed, feeling so guilty, helpless, so desperate. It hurt Padme too, for she could not just stand there and watch the love of her life fall into such sorrow. ...Especially not with a baby! Their child! Padme then felt strong for her family and, as a mother, she asked him: -...So when and where do we go?- At first,..Anakin looked at her. He, at the moment, did not know was she sure, but seeing her strong and serious expression made him understand: she was sure all right. He didn't look so much in shock and he told her his decisions: -Were gonna go to a planet, but not just any planet, a planet that has no connection to anything out of it's own orbit, that knows nothing about the "Separatistic strike". ...It must be a disconnected, completely socially inter-galactic out of range. Padme confirmed: -I agree. ...But where on Earth is that?- Anakin sighed: -*sigh*...I don't know yet...- Padme then gasped, realizing the time: -I have to go now. We need to think of something by morning. Don't tell anybody about this.- -We will.- he replied to assure her- ...Of course.- And as Padme turned around to leave, Anakin grabbed her, turned her back around and gently,..tenderly moved his hand across her belly, looking at her with a mellow smile. Then he looked back at the small piece of life forming inside. -...Before you go...- he added and looked back at her again- I just want you to know... that this is still the happiest day of my life. ...No matter what happens.- And when he finished, Padme did not know how to answer, so she added shortly again: -Got the message.-