Oh wow, it's probably been almost a year since I updated this story... I am so sorry!!!!!!!! I got into a massive writer's block and had no clue how or what to write for this story! But now I've got a feel for the plot and I can write it down fairly quickly! I've even started on the next chapter already!! :-D Anyway, once again I am very sorry for the long wait! In fact, this probably would not have been updated so soon if it weren't for Jedi Master Misty Sman-Esay (except I told him/her that I would update it within July... SORRY!! -_-' )! Jedi Master Misty Sman-Esay PMed me about my "quote of the month from my stories" and got the quote correct. I asked what story he/she wanted updated and he/she said The Skywalker Legacy within two months, so HERE IT IS!!!!!!
There they were again.
Anakin sighed. Those kids were heading his way… what had he done to deserve this?
They all sat down around him. The girl remained quiet, purposely avoiding eye contact. The blonde Human boy was smiling, but refrained from speaking. The Wookiee didn't seem to be having as much trouble, but it seemed that his main prerogative was just to eat, not talk. The only other one in the group was looking at Anakin as if he had just grown another head. What a crowd.
Anakin did his best to just ignore them until the food arrived. It would've worked if the blonde didn't start talking.
"So, um, Anakin…" he started off, obviously not knowing where to go with his conversation.
Anakin looked at him with a straight face to see what he would do. When he got no reaction, Anakin restrained a sigh. "Yes?"
"Um," the blonde suddenly realized something. "Oh, we never introduced ourselves, did we?"
The boy got a dirty look from everyone at the table except for Anakin. What was with these people, anyway?
"No, I don't think you did," Anakin replied.
"My name's Luke," Luke introduced himself. "This is my twin sister, Leia, and my friends, Han and Chewbacca."
Anakin gave a friendly smile and nodded in recognition, but didn't say anything. If looks could kill, Leia would have mauled her brother.
Thankfully, the food arrived and everyone went silent, filling themselves to their content. Anakin finished quickly, not being used to eating much anyway. He got up and left, saying a friendly and polite good-bye before exiting.
Those kids were just plain weird. Not to mention a little creepy.
………
"What in the blazes were you thinking?" Leia hissed. "Don't you remember what Mon said?"
Luke blew out a sigh. "Sorry, Leia, I was just trying to be friendly and polite unlike the rest of you."
"What is that supposed to mean?" Han sounded offended. "I was very polite; I didn't stuff my mouth, I didn't talk with my mouth full—"
"You didn't talk at all," Luke interrupted. "And Leia, you just glared at him."
"Luke, I'm adjusting as quickly as I can," Leia snapped. "You can't expect me to be friendly to him the moment I see him just because I'm considering giving him a chance. Besides, Mon said—"
Luke suddenly stood up. "I don't care what Mon said. We're here for a reason. Isn't that what you guys believe? That things happen for a reason? I know I believe it. So we must be here in the past for a reason… and the only reason that I can see is to save the Republic, inadvertently meaning saving our father. If you don't actually care about the safety and future of quadrillions of beings, then keep up what you're doing. Me, I'm going to do something about it."
Leia also stood up. "Luke, some things happen no matter what you do. Haven't you ever read those time traveling stories where someone travels back in time to save someone from dying but they end up dying another way? Some things just can't be undone."
"I refuse to believe that," Luke replied. "I've already told you what I believe. I'm going through with it."
Han and Chewbacca exchanged glances before standing up as well.
"We're helping you, Luke," Han said.
Leia looked at the three boys before growling in frustration. "I don't know why I bother saying anything. Fine, we'll do what we can… but if things start getting dangerous, we need to stop."
"Define dangerous," Luke laughed. "We've been living that word ever since we met on the Death Star."
Leia finally seemed to soften up and relax, laughing along with her brother. "Yeah, I guess you're right."
The foursome left the mess hall in comfortable silence and spent the rest of the day wandering around the Jedi Temple. There were so many occupants living there that they never saw a familiar face.
"I wonder where Father went," Luke said.
Chewbacca growled a warning.
"Yeah, I know," Luke replied, waving his hand dismissively. "I shouldn't call him that here."
"So any idea on how we are going to make a difference?" Leia asked the group as a whole.
"Um… don't turn to the dark side, Anakin!" Han guessed jokingly. "To tell you the truth, I haven't a clue."
Chewbacca brought up a good point, saying that they couldn't help much if they didn't know the cause of the problem.
"Well what are we supposed to do, then?" Luke asked. "Who should we ask? Old Ben? That'll be an interesting visit: Oh, hi, Master Kenobi, we were just wondering how your currently-nine-year-old Padawan turns to the dark side in the future, becoming Darth Vader, and murdering trillions of beings. If you could tell us, we'd really appreciate it."
"I don't think that would go over too well," Han noted.
Leia stopped walking. "I know who we can ask."
"What?"
"The only person who lived during this time in the political field and knows our secret,"
"No, no, no, no," Han shook his head. "She's the one who told us not to do anything! How can we ask Mon? I thought this was going to be without her knowledge?"
"There's no other way we can do this!" Leia replied. "All I know about this time is that an unrest began in the Senate and finally someone seceded from the Republic with others following suit. Then assassination attempts began, the unrest became worse, and it turned to all-out war on Geonosis. The Clone Wars begins exactly ten years after the Invasion of Naboo. I don't know any of the details."
"You call yourself a senator?" Han gaped.
"The records were destroyed, nerf herder." Leia snapped. "Or did you never look anything historical up on HoloNet?"
"I was never interested in school, anyway," Han shrugged.
"Arguing isn't going to help," Luke interrupted. "Han, you lived during the Clone Wars and before… what exactly happened?"
Han jumped, not expecting to be asked. "Well… I don't know I was seven when the war began! It was something about problems in the Senate."
Leia sighed. "I just said that."
"Well then what do you need me for?"
"I was hoping you'd have more brains than that, after all, you lived through it."
"Look, all I know is that there had been problems for decades where people always complained about taxes or xenophobic issues but no one ever did anything about it until Dooku stepped up and led them." Han finally explained.
"So there's no way we can stop the war?" Luke asked breathlessly.
"I don't know," Han replied. "I don't see how, considering tensions have always been there. Still, if Dooku never showed up, it probably wouldn't have added up into what it became."
"But how are we supposed to find Dooku?" Leia crossed her arms thoughtfully. "He just appeared out of nowhere… like Vader."
Chewbacca smacked his hands together.
"What is it?" Han asked.
Chewie explained that Dooku had been a Jedi once.
"How in the blazes do you know that?" Leia gaped.
Chewie shrugged with a twinkle in his eye. Leia sighed in exasperation.
"Well, the point is, we know now." Luke went on hastily. "But where is Dooku now? Is he still a Jedi?"
"That's doubtful," Leia said. "He'd need a lot of time to organize his little Confederacy."
"Ten years' worth?" Luke asked.
Leia shrugged. "It does take a lot of work."
As they were talking, a tall Jedi with dark brown hair, a trimmed mustache and beard, and a dignified, somewhat stuffy air about him walked down the corridor. Luke and the others hastily sidestepped to avoid getting stomped on. Off in the distance, they heard Anakin and Obi-Wan talking, heading their way.
"Uh…" Han looked around wildly. "Any ideas?"
"If we're going to help, we'd better start now," Luke told them. "Let's just say hi when they walk by."
"And that's going to help how?" Han asked.
"It's a start," Leia said. "Besides, I seriously doubt that he trusts us right now."
"Right, good point," Han nodded.
Obi-Wan walked right by them, offering a smile. Anakin looked at them before quickly looking away.
After the two left, Luke heaved a heavy sigh. "This is going to be a long day, isn't it?"
………
Jedi were walking to and fro, completely oblivious to two figures watching from the shadows.
"I'm blaming you," the older sounding one was saying. "This was your idea."
"You heard what she prayed for, though." The younger voice argued. "This won't get them anywhere. They're grasping at thin air."
The older one sighed. "I don't know why I do this…"
The younger voice shouted in triumph, and then everything dissolved.
………
Han shifted around in bed, not able to go to sleep. The whole situation was getting complicated and it had him worried. What were they going to do now? They couldn't just waltz around and do what they wanted, this wasn't a game! How were they going to do this? They didn't even know the source of the problem!
Moaning in irritation and hopelessness, Han sat up, suddenly confused. His voice sounded odd…
Han stood up and noticed that he felt a lot… taller. He quickly ran over to the right wall in the room and looked in the mirror… no…
Oh, good Force, Han was a teenager!
Don't fret over the semi-cliffie, I'll have the next chapter up soon! Please review!