Xanquor

The little girl reached the city right as the sun went down.

It was full of merchants and sellers, people of all shapes and sizes. She creeped through the shops and froze as she watched a man with a gun hold it against a man's head. The little girl froze and carefully put the light saber in her hands from her belt. But she had a feeling she would regret it and put it away. It was weird, she felt like she should do something, but also knew that she might get hurt.

Xanquor is a small planet, about three times bigger than a moon. But it's full of lush life and it's a travel stop for many. The little girl walked through the crowds when, right when she passed a small tent, a man came out. He was human, about in his late forties with greying hair. He sees the little girl and then looks at her belt. A light saber. He smiles cruelly and goes up to her.

"Hi, there, little girl." He whispers, then he grabs her arm harshly and pulls her inside the tent. Inside was a bunch of items, from ship parts to dream catchers.

"Your light saber." He whispers. "I'll buy it from you for 10000 credits." He whispers. The little girl touches her light saber and looks at the man. That's a lot of money, she could probably be set for a long time with that. But when she felt the little indents that drew LYRA, she knew she couldn't. She simply couldn't do it. So she shook her head.

The man growled, baring his teeth. Then he shoved her against the wall, the little girl's head hurt as she stared at him with eyes of fear.

"I guess I'll just take it then." He whispers and slowly went to grab it.

Suddenly, a voice boomed in. "I think the young lady said no, Drudit." A voice spoke and he let go of the little girl and smiled.

"I was just playing with her, Tyrack." He spoke and the man who spoke up shakes his head.

"Come." The man said and the girl easily leaves from one man's arms to another.

***15 minutes later***

"Your bruised up pretty badly." The man with the name of Tyrack spoke as he placed bandaids over her forehead. They were at Tyracks little cottage. Small, at the edge of the town. The little girl nodded slightly.

"What happened?" He asked and the girl pulled some of her curly dark brown hair behind her ear.

"I-I don't remember." She whispers and looks up into Tyracks eyes. "I just know that I was falling down." Her eyes held fear, she had no idea if this man was going to rob her or something.

"Amnesia, hmmm." Tyrack said and looked at her before gesturing to the light saber.

"Is that yours?" He asked and she nodded.

"Do you know your name at least." THe girls eyes brightened before dimming. She shook her head.

"Bu-But I think this is it." She held up her light saber and pointed towards the letters. The man nodded thoughtfully before speaking again.

"It says, Lyra." He says and she nods softly.

"May I?" He asked and she shook her head. The light saber was one of the few things she had left, she couldn't just let him touch it. "I understand." The man said, and it truly seemed like he did.

But before any other questions could go out, Tyrack heard a noise. He turned his head toward the window and saw a blur of spaceship black. The Empire. Then, a voice that is to be feared across the galaxy went out.

"BRING ME LYRA!" Darth Vadar boomed. Tyrack looks at Lyra and puts the pieces together.

She must be a youngling that survived, her ship must've crashed. That's how she has amnesia, and now Darth Vadar wants to finish her off.

"Okay, listen to me, Lyra." Tyrack speaks and let's out a breath. He was once a senator, but when his term ended, he was still into politics. Once the Empire took over, he fled to Xanquor. But he believed that there was still hope. Maybe this hope was this little girl. He had to do anything to save her.

For some reason, when Lyra heard those words, tears erupted in her eyes. The words brought bad memories that she can't remember.

"You must run. Run as fast as you can. Your the last hope, Lyra. A new hope." For some reason, those words felt like it was coming from some old, try hard, science fiction movie that came out in, like, 1977. "Lyra, please, don't let Darth Vadar find you. God knows what'll happen." Lyra's heart beat faster for reasons she couldn't explain when Tyrack mentioned Darth Vadar. She didn't understand why. Or how. But it did.

"Do you understand?" The man asked and Lyra nodded.

"Yes." She whispered.

"Good." And before Lyra could even say another word, Tyrack sprinted away.

He ran outside and Lyra took that as a cue. Lyra quickly picked her light saber before running into the forest, and hid in the cover of the trees, watching from a far. Her heart beat rapidly in her chest. Her body was shaking as she watched from a close distance. But not too close.

"I can feel her presence." Darth Vadar whispered and looked at Senator Tyrack. He picked him up with the force. Then he choked him. THen he killed him.

It wasn't even like he was killing a human anymore. It was like swatting a fly. Something meaningless.

But to Lyra, it meant everything.

She could feel the hate for him build up from the bottom of her heart. Her hands clenched the light saber. How dare he. Killing the man, the only she could remember who cared for her. Who helped her. Her heart sparked in rage as Darth Vadar turned his head, looking right at her eyes.

Lyra remembered the words that Tyrack gave her, Don't let Darth Vadar find you.

So Lyra did the only thing she could think of.

She ran.

***Like Fifteen Minutes Earlier***

Darth Vadar needed comfirmation. He needed it, he was clinging onto the hope, the shattered, thin line of hope. Hope as thin as a piece of string for a needle. Hope that maybe, just maybe, Lyra had survived. Hope that she was alive and was simply unconscious. He held the needle thin line of hope as tightly as possible as he summoned about twenty Stromtroopers to come to the planet with him.

When he arrived at the planet, men and woman cowered in fear as he felt it. He felt his daughter's prescene. He ordered the men around him to find her. Round everyone up. He choked a senator who only got in the way. Then, he felt like he was being watched. He had senses for these kind of things. Senses.

The second he turned around, he swore to God that he saw the bouncy curls of Lyra's dark brown hair and her bright face, now pale with fear, with hate driven dark eyes and clenched fists. His heart stopped. His mouth was slightly open. Then when he blinked, she was gone.

Maybe it was simply his mind playing tricks on him.

But he need comfirmation.

"I'm going to search the woods. You stay here, and burn everything." Darth Vadar told the commander, who saluted to him.

"And the villagers Lord Vadar?" He asked and Darth Vadar waved his hand before seeing the merchants and families. He didn't feel any regret before speaking the next words.

"Kill them all."

He heard their cries as he ran. But the cries stopped as he went deep into the woods. He looked around, trying to find his daughter. His instincts told him to go west. So he went west.

Then, after half an hour of running hopelessly through the woods, he sees a small wisp of smoke. This is the ship Lyra crashed in. He felt her presence and he was bursting in joy. She was alive. Lyra was alive. HIS DAUGHTER WAS ALIVE.

Darth Vadar felt like dancing.

But first things first, he went to recuse her.

Right before a huge explosion went off.

It blew Darth Vadar back, knocking the breath out of him and making him scramble to get up.

The space ship was on fire. Hopelessly on fire. Fire surrounded the grass and trees.

His heart broke for the second time that day. Repaired, then broken. Is this what he was destined to be with?

His daughter was in ashes now. He clenched his chest, as if someone was cutting through it.

Then he felt the hand on his shoulder.

"She's gone, Lord Vadar." He spoke. Darth Vadar nodded.

"She never got the chance to actually live, Master." Darth VAdar whispered to his master. "She was in there. Maybe if I was faster, it wouldn't have happened. She's gone." He whispered and Palpatine helped him up.

"We must leave, we have to repair the Death Star, this space has been compromised." Lord Sithious spoke and Darth Vadar reluctantly nodded his head. He didn't have time to grieve. He had to leave. Now, before anyone else died.

"Okay, Master." Darth Vadar responded.

***Hooray, new chapter!***

I'm back. Or I never left. Either way, I'm happy to say that Darth Vadar is not stupid. Nobody actually told me that they thought he was stupid, but I'm sure most of you were thinking that he was. I mean, I don't blame you, of course you would look for your daughter after her ship blew up. Which is why he did.

Is Lyra dead? How should I know?

What happened to Bobby? Hadn't thought of that yet.

What was Bobby's real name? Read Chapter 6 again.

Would Darth Vadar look better in pink? Yes, why yes he would. Better, yes. More menacing. No.

Laughs and Giggles,

Emily