Okay, everyone, here we go! I've typed up another chappy of this new storyline, and starting it off with a bit of comedy! I'm also introducing a group of my OCs, and they are arguably the cutest little things you'll ever read about in my SWCW fics! (well, other than Marrock, that adorably ferocious anooba!)

Also, the chapter after this, I'll be bringing Embo back in, and some of the more major parts of my plotline here will be revealed, so keep an eye out for that, okay? (You know, the reason why he was pretty much vanished for two whole years?) Also, it will reveal why he suddenly has powers. Sorry for that little spoiler!

DISCLAIMERS!

The Author does not own SWCW (if she did, lots of things would be different!) All this author owns are the plot, OCs, and AU!

"Normal Speech", 'Thoughts', "Embo's Language", :comm messaging:, ~written text~


"The magic, the wonder, the mystery

And the innocence of a child's heart

Are the seeds of creativity that will

Heal the world."

~Michael Jackson


When Fives and Echo entered the Guillotine, what they didn't expect was for a rubber ball to hit one of them in the face.

And yet, Fives found himself lying on the floor with a bloody nose, a blue and red ball bouncing innocently away from him.

"I sowwy!" a little voice cried out, as the ball stopped mid-air, and floated away. Echo watched it go, and stared when the ball settled into the tiny hands of a Duros girl. She couldn't have been older than three years old. "I no mean to! Him have ouchies?"

"Er…" Echo said, glancing at Fives, who was starting to get up, one hand over his bleeding nose. "I think he'll be fine…"

"Echo! Fives! What's the holdup here?!" The two troopers turned towards the voice, eyes wide.

"Commander Cody, sir!" they saluted, and Cody raised an eyebrow at Fives' bloody nose.

"What happened?"

"Fives' face got acquainted with a flying projectile, Commander," Echo said, glancing at the little girl. Cody smiled.

"Well, hello, little one," he said, kneeling down. The little girl looked ready to cry, probably due to accidentally giving Fives a bloody nose. "What's your name?"

"Miia," Cody smiled at this, nodding.

"That's a very pretty name, Miia. Where are your parents?"

"Mommy an' Daddy ask Mastew Embo take me an' fwends to big pwetty Tempew!" Miia said enthusiastically, her anxiety forgotten.

"Really?" Cody asked, still smiling. Echo and Fives were completely creeped out at this point, seeing the stoic Commander like that. "How many others?"

"Dis many!" she said, proudly holding up four tiny fingers. Cody chuckled.

"Well, Mater Embo is on another ship right now, but he asked us to help you finish your trip," the Commander said. 'Not a total lie… the fleet's bound for Coruscant anyway…' Shaking himself out of his thoughts, the Commander asked, "Where is the control room?"


"Cody, what's your status?" Obi-Wan asked, leaning over the comm pad. The hologram of Cody was sitting down.

:We've got a bit of a situation here, General. Fives got clocked in the nose by one of the five younglings on this ship; apparently Embo was trying to get them to the Temple."

"Really?" Obi-Wan asked in surprise," Younglings? Precious cargo, indeed…"

:We're about to get this bird in the air; the four older younglings are practicing something Embo was teaching them. Should I expect you or General Skywalker?:

"Yes, I'll come over to meet the younglings. See you soon."

:Copy that.:


When Obi-Wan came out of his fighter in the hangar of the Guillotine, Echo was there to meet him.

"General Kenobi, sir!" the trooper saluted, but the effect was ruined by the little Duros girl clinging to his right leg. Obi-Wan chuckled.

"At ease. I take it this is one of the younglings?" the Jedi asked, and Echo nodded.

"Yes sir; the youngest, Miia. She's the one who clocked Fives in the nose." Obi-Wan chuckled again, and knelt down to come closer to eye level with the girl.

"Hello, Miia," the Jedi said kindly, "My name is Obi-Wan Kenobi; I'm a Jedi from the Temple."

"Mastew Embo tell 'bout you," the Duros girl said, an expression of awe on her cute little face, "You hewp pwotect fawmews on Fewushwa!"

"That's right, little one. I did help Embo protect those farmers," Obi-Wan said, smiling. He liked this youngling already. "So, are you looking forward to seeing the Jedi Temple?"

"Yah!" the little girl cheered, finally letting go of Echo's leg. "Daddy say it weawwy big! He go in once… say dewe big wibwawy!"

Obi-Wan's blood ran cold. 'Surely, her father isn't who I think he is! Surely not!'

"Who is your father, Miia?" The little girl just beamed happily at him, grabbing his hand and tugging on it.

"Fowwow me! I has pi'tuwes!"


When Miia led Kenobi into her bedroom, the Jedi Master looked around in trepidation. However, the room had nothing too dangerous in it (unless one counted the rubber ball sitting next to the bed), and there were no shadows for Bounty Hunters to hide in.

Miia let go of his hand, running over to the small table next to her bed, leaving Obi-Wan free to look around. One of the first things to catch his eye was a wood carving of some kind of bird on a shelf nearby, next to a very detailed model of a very familiar ship. Using the Force, the Jedi levitated the two objects to him, letting them slowly rotate in front of him to study them.

"Daddy make dem fow me," Miia suddenly said, coming over with a framed photo in her tiny hands. Obi-Wan had to grab the wood bird and model ship before they hit the floor, having been so startled he lost concentration.

"Well, he did a very good job on them," he said, placing them back where he found them. Then, he sat on the floor. "You wanted to show me something?"

"Pi'tuwe! Wook!" Miia sat on Kenobi's lap, showing him the photo.

Just as he had feared; the Duros man in the photo was none other than notorious Bounty Hunter Cad Bane. However, he was holding little Miia on his lap, leaning against some kind of tree in a field of colorful flowers, and he looked… happy. His expression held undeniable love and affection for the little girl in his arms… even as said little girl was in the process of levitating flowers onto his hat.

"This is a very nice picture, little one," Obi-Wan said, surprised to find himself smiling at the photo. "Your Daddy obviously loves you a lot."

"Uh-huh!" Miia chirped, bouncing a little on the Jedi's lap. "Daddy say he aways tink of me when he wowking! He bwing me wots of pwesents!"

"What kind of presents?" Kenobi asked, genuinely curious. In response, Miia held her hands out towards her bed, and a box came flying out from under it! Obi-Wan caught the box, and then stared at the contents.

The collection of small items ranged from small gemstones and colorful pebbles, to toys and carvings, and to photos and scraps of animal hide. There were even a couple of tiny etched animal bones in there. Reaching in, Obi-Wan pulled out a photo of Bane standing in the wilds of Felucia, a gentle smile on his lips, and a stone carving in his hand. Looking back in the box, he found that same carving: a detailed likeness of a rancor.

'Okay… who knew that Bane could play the role of a doting and dedicated father? Certainly not me…'


And that's it! Next chapter will be out as soon as I get it typed up, so keep an eye out! Also, who all liked little Miia Bane? She's just the cutest thing I could ever imagine! I'd really like to be able to draw the photo of her with her father, but I just can't get it right!

I'm sorry, I just realized that I didn't get into much detail with the other four children, but I will sometime! Until then, PLEASE give me reviews! I want to know what you guys think of this storyline!