AN: Hi there! Let me start off by saying how ecstatic I am that this story is already doing surprisingly well, thank you for that.

Midi-chlorians are intelligent microscopic life forms that lived symbiotically inside the cells of all living things. Midi-chlorians are what makes people force sensitive, so people are born force sensitive and that creates Jedi's, but other people whom are not force sensitive also contain that microscopic cell. Now Padme, has a tiny bit of Midi-chlorians but not enough to say that she's force sensitive, but there are some 'sources' which believe since she was pregnant with Anakin Skywalkers children (A.K.A The Skywalker Twins) it's said that some of her children's Midi-chlorians were transmitted to her, making her border line force sensitive.

Therefore, I'm explaining this to you and everyone because I found it confusing for some people and vice versa. Now, you can somewhat understand why Padme is a Padawan\ Jedi and so on so forth. The other confusing parts of all this story will become clear in the near future, no worries!

Now, please Enjoy!


Yoda sits far away from me, meditating. He hasn't talked to me, he looks frustrated, frustrated at me. I don't think I've done anything wrong, I know very well that I haven't done a thing wrong.

He messages his temples, taking deep breaths. It scares me how one second he can look as frustrated as he did and the other second he's completely serene.

"I feel safe here, do you not?"

I nod, and smile weakly. What kind of question is that? Of course I feel safe here; it's the only thing I know. How could I feel safe anywhere else when I have no clue how it is out there.

Yoda talks about the harmless creatures which we share these grounds with, but I cut him off and head off to my home. Today is one of those rare days when I desperately want to be left alone. I can't help but feel empty on days like these, but then I'll tell myself that dwelling on the unknown is useless, a waste of valuable time.

I lie down on my so called bed and stare at the ceiling like I do every other day.


I step outside, the air is chilling, yet the humidity is absolutely horrible. I expect to see Yoda out doing the usual meditation like every other single morning, but it's still too early. I lean against the railings and cowardly back away, covering my mouth with both my hands.

A man is walking around, unsure and nervous. I get down on all fours and try to get a better glimpse. His force signature is much stronger than mine, but not as much as Yoda's. The man is tall and though he seems a tad old, but has quite a build. He doesn't seem to want to cause any trouble, but what do I know?

I linger a little longer than necessary and soon see Yoda walk towards the man slowly. The man greets Yoda as if he knew him all his life. They talk for a while and the man points towards his ship discouraged. They keep talking and soon after Yoda looks towards me, no emotion whatsoever. The man turns around and smiles a smile so bright, it's as if he has just saw an angel.

"Padme." The man approaches me and I can see tears forming in his eyes. He keeps a good distance from me and passes a shaking hand through his blonde almost light ginger hair.

"I'm terribly sorry, Padme. I'm so glad to see how much better you're doing."

I force a smile, but he notices how utterly confused I am. He narrows his eyes and turns to face Yoda who looks away as quickly.

"What's happening here, Master?" He asks.

He receives nothing in response.

He looks back at me and tears roll down his cheeks. "Obi-Wan Kenobi. Remember?" His voice cracks and he looks terrified when I shrug in response.

Awkwardly I try to look somewhere else, my eyes resting upon the ship. A head pokes out and catches me looking at her. I quickly turn to face the man who's in utter shock.

"Is there anything I can do?" I ask unsure of myself.

"Nothing. Go inside, Padme." Yoda replies his voice stronger than I've ever heard it before.

I shut the door behind me and closely watch Yoda speak to the man. The man covers his face with his scarred hands and glares at Yoda, speed walking away from him and goes to some place where I can no longer see him. Yoda looks down at the soil and walks towards my home.

I open the door and meet him halfway.

"Time to greet two other visitors. Come."

I follow him closely and we walk in the ship quietly. A little girl with brown hair and brown eyes, the one I've seen earlier stands up straight, head up high. I can't help but smile at her, looking so sophisticated for her age.

"Hello there, young one." Yoda greets her first, and she keeps her eyes on him. "What's your name?"

"Leia Organa, Princess of Alderaan. Who are you?"

No wonder she's so sophisticated. She's a Princess.

"I'm Jedi Master Yoda. Nice to meet you it is, Princess Organa."

Leia smiles and glances at me, her cheeks turning a bright shade of red. I smile shyly, and her eyes examine me carefully, looking like what I assume I did earlier with the man. Though, it's as if she recognizes me.

"I'm Padme." I say kneeling down to her height. Out of the corner of my eye I see a little boy sitting in the corner, his rosy cheeks are stained with tears. As if I've been doing this all my life, I get up in a hurry and go to comfort the blonde child.

He has a tan, making his blonde hair and deep blue eyes stand out even more. He turns his face away from me, sniffing quietly. I hesitantly put my hand on his arm, immediately he faces me and stares at me looking innocent and yet so wise.

"Is Leia your sister, buddy?" I ask smiling.

He shakes his head, though I expected a different answer, only because some of their feature resembles each other's a lot.

"We're Cousins. Just not blood related, but we've known each other our whole lives!" Leia speaks for the boy and he nods, backing her up.

"I see." I turn towards Yoda and he stares at the three of us, along with the man. The man, Obi-Wan Kenobi leans against the frame of the ship, shaking his head.

"Do you know this boy's name, Ma'am?" Obi-Wan Kenobi asks. He seems afraid of the answer I might give.

"Not yet. No." I pry myself away from the man and look at the boy. "What's your name?"

"Luke." His voice is sweet, much less strong than Leia's.

"You know, Luke also means light." I say matter-of-factly and he shows a hint of a smile.

"His smile resembles hers…" I hear the man say and Yoda replies by a barely audible sound.

I ignore both men. They're the ones making this whole situation much more difficult than it needs to be. Leia comes beside me, and starts playing with my hair.

"You look like Luke's Aunt. She's gone now though."

I smile sadly, unsure of what I could possibly say. Maybe the Boy's Aunt was a horrible person who brings back bad memories, or she might be absolutely perfect to their eyes. I can't possibly know.

The boy, Luke frowns and soon after Leia follows his act.

"I don't know my Aunt. I've just heard stories, and seen holo's of her. She was very pretty, so are you." Luke informs me.

I let my hand which was resting on his arm slide off. I look at both children and back at the man.

"They are force sensitive." Obi-Wan says absent mindedly. "They are both very strong."

"Oh, I can't feel their force signature. Why?" I ask.

"Force shield. It's not very useful." The man replies, frowning.

"Padme, go home, go rest. Obi-wan and I will take care of the children. I will talk to you as soon as you are fully rested." Yoda practically pushes me out of the ship, and two pairs of eyes follow me out.

I'm running towards a tree, my favorite tree to more precise and smile like a coward. Who could possibly deprive me of that? For the first time in forever I got to meet people. A man who apparently knows me and children who are quite sweet. The man seemed to be terrified when I didn't recognize him or the children.

I wonder what they are doing here? On a remote planet such as this one.