Back to Me
A/N: Lucas owns star wars not me. *Tear*
A/N2: Idea for this first chapter came from Firecadet.
Chapter one
My name is Tahiri Veila. Frist thing about me, I'm kinda strange. You may notice this if decide you want to read on. This story takes place about a year and a half after the war with Abeloth ended and I'm sorry if this is hard to follow I've been told that I think weird. Oh kriffing well, deal with it. Okay, now that we've got that over, okay here goes nothing.
I sat in a nice warm bath in my grass-floored apartment when he came back to me. With the war and my murder trial I'd had few chances to relax. I couldn't have been more than ten minutes into my bath when I heard the door chime. I growled some incredibly colorful curses in multiple languages. I pulled on a simple over-the-head dress and grabbed my lightsaber. At the door, I realized I probably should've put more on. I opened the door and found something more valuable than any gemstone.
I shook my head, I must've been dreaming.
A/N: Sorry this was so short, this was about when I stopped. I'll try to make the next one longer.