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Chapter 3-The Parting Of The Ways
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12 Years Ago-Alderaan
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"Jango! Where are Mom and Dad?"
"Amara, They- They're busy, away,"
"Like on a mission?"
"No, not like a mission. They're not coming back,"
"Why? Was I bad? Did I make them angry? We were having so much fun, then that scary man came,"
"Amara, it wasn't you. The man, the Jedi, he had to take them away. I know it sounds bad, but it was his job, just like Mom and Dad had jobs,"
"Why did he take them away? I want Mom!"
"Amara, don't be difficult,"
"WAAAHHHH!"
"Amara, listen. You're going to need to be a big girl now, okay?"
"Big girl?"
"Yeah, you're going to have to act like a big girl. How would a Senator act at a time like this? Would she cry?"
"No,-sniff-She'd do what her guardian told her to do,"
"Who's your guardian,"
Amara sniffled again and tugged her doll close to her.
"You are, Jango"
"That's right, and I say be a good strong girl. I promise, no matter what happens, I'll take care of you."
"Promise,"
"I promise,"
"No one will ever come between us?"
"Nope,"
"Promise?"
"I promise,"
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Cloud City
Amara glanced out the window of the transport she, Jango and Darlien were taking to their hotel. Suddenly, a gigantic winged creature flew past them.
"Wow! Jango, look! A Thranta! I thought those only lived on Alderaan!"
"Very astute, Amara. They transplanted them here to help the dwindling population,"
"Conservation?"
"Very good, you have been paying attention,"
Amara cast a glance at Darlien, her brother's new wife. She looked like such a lady compared to Amara and Jango. She sat up straight, nose slightly in the air and she tucked one ankle behind the other instead of crossing her legs. She shot a surprised glance at Amara and spoke to Jango.
"Well, Jango, my love, I suppose I was wrong. The homeschooling you give her really does pay off. Tell me, Amara. What are some of the languages you learned? Your brother speaks very highly of your business abilities. I was hoping you would emonstrate for me,"
"Well, I know Bacchi, Huttese, of course I know Basic, Wookie, Droid Programming basic level, and my friend, Zana, she was at your wedding, remember? Well, she's teaching me a little twilek and..."
"Very interesting Amara, you'll have to tell me some other time. Jango, dear, tell me again how many casinos there are in Cloud City?"
Amara sighed, Darlien was quite annoying, especially when she referred to Jango as "my love". Amara mentally gagged, it just wasn't right, calling one of the most feared bounty hunters in the universe as "dear".
BLAAAAHHH! She thought. She reached into her flight bag and pulled out her doll, which she always took on trips. She ran her fingers over the textured play"battle armor" and the soft ribbon that held her yarn hair in place. She stard up with shiny, button eyes and smiled a faded, but jovial smile. Komugi, she thought, at least you haven't changed. You've still got that smile and that velvet cord...............
"Amara! Aren't you a little old to play with dolls?"
"No, Darlien, I'm not," Amara answered. Darlien was so cold when it came to how Amara presented herself. A fiery tingle crept up Amara's spine. She felt the anger boil up inside of her, Darlien had been making snide remarks to her all day, this was the final straw. Amara could feel the energy inside of the transport, like she could reach out, touch it, even use it.
Do it......Hurt her...she has been cruel to you!.........Take your revenge!...Let her know the pain she's caused you....you have the power....you are afraid of it!....Master it.....command it, it's yours.....end her cruelty....
Amara shook her head, the invisible feelings that seemed to speak to her vanished, as did her ability to feel the energy in the room. It had happened again. She hadn't told Jango, it was her secret, that she could feel energy, occasionally bend it to her will. She was Force sensitive. Not Jedi calibre, of course, just enough to sense things and manipulate small amounts of energy.
She was shaken from her thoughts by a sharp slap across the face. She looked at her attacker, it was Darlien, who looked mad with fury.
"You dare talk yo me like that! Little demon! I'm throwing that horrible rag away as soon as we get to the hotel!"
A firm grip on her wrist drew her attention away from Amara. She looked and saw that Jango was gripping her wrist tightly, even painfully. His eyes held a glint of cold steel, e squeezed her wrist harder.
"You will do no such thing. If you ever, ever do that again, I swear you'll regret it,"
"But, Jango, why are you threatening me? It was her fault, you heard how she spoke to me. You must know that she is too old to carry around playthings."
"Komugi is special to Amara. She's a symbol of Amara's childhood, that was lost too soon. After our parents were killed by the Jedi, we turned to bounty hunting. Amara's been there to help me since before she knew the whole alphabet. She means more to me than anyone. I'll do anything for her, even if it includes something society would frown upon. I made a promise and I always keep promises,"
"Fine, I'm sorry, I didn't know. Forgive me, Amara,"
Amara stared blankly, the words were cold, hollow, acted. It was good enough for Jango, he released his grip on Darlien's arm. They traveled in silence to the hotel. Darlien started talking as soon as they got there. Amara tipped the bellman for both the rooms. She could hear Darlien chatting about how beautiful t was. Amara closed her door. She rented a hologram movie off a pay-per-display screen in her room. Then she recorded Zana a post-holo. After these were completed, she changed into a pair of army shorts and a new tank top and went down to the entertainment floor of Cloud City.
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Several hours later, Amara returned, she had watched a musical as well played amateur sabaac and won a very nice practice sword. She smiled to herself as she looked it over. Maybe now Jango would teach her more swordplay, she loved swords most of all weapons, no matter how useless they were in a blaster saturated galaxy. As she came closer to her room, she passed a garbage cart, two familiar button eyes glanced at her from the top of the pile. Amara stopped dead in her tracks. Her heart skipped a beat.
"Wait! Please!" she shouted to the droid who was pushing the cart. The droid, stopped and Amara removed her beloved doll from the cart. She explained to the droid why she retrieved it.
"Oh, I'm frightfully sorry. If I had known, I would never have agreed to take it to the incinerator, please forgive me,"
"Sure, it wasn't your fault," Odd, the droid's voice had more remorse than Darlien's, how ironic.
Amara thanked the droid for stopping and returned to her room, where she found Darlien sitting on her bed.
"What are you doing here? This is my room!"
"Who's paying for it?"
"My brother and I! Our hard work paid for all of this! As far as I'm concerned, you're the sponge!"
Amara no longer cared whether or not she insulted the woman, if she had been angry before, Amara was enfuriated now.
"How dare you? how could you? You knew how special she was to me! Why are you so cruel?"
"Because, you're in Jango's and my way?"
"What?"
"You heard me,"
"In your way?"
"Yes, A little ward like you limits Jango's potential. I want him to be as successful as he can. It is so difficult to split earnings three ways. If you're out of the picture, I get fifty percent,"
"Yeah, right. I'm a Fett by blood, so is Jango, we come fom a long line of bounty hunters and who are you to come beween us?"
"Your brother's wife,"
Amara gasped, she was right, she was the one Jango had chosen to marry, was it because of her ruthlessness when it came to getting what she wanted? her beauty? What?
"I love your brother, Amara, don't get me wrong. I'm not so shallow as to only want money. I want to see him become the greatest bounty hunter in the universe! I want my children to be the children of the greatest bounty hunter in the universe. You're just a nuissance, you're in the way of his progress. Without you, he wouldn't have anything to worry about. He knows I'm well skilled in combat and smuggling, he doesn't worry about me. But you, he worries about you, he passes up huge bounties that could make him famous because of you!"
Is is true? Amara thought. Could she really be holding him back? No! This had to be a trick.
"I don't believe you!"
"You don't have too, just try to grow up a little faster, I'll leave you alone to think about it,"
Darlien got up and left the room in a dramatic, eerie way.
Amara stared after her. Could she really be right? Why was everything changing so fast again? Why? She quickly dug through her flight bag and pulled out her headset.
"Hello, Is Zana there?"
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Three days later-Corellia
Jango looked at his sister from across their small apartment. She sat, looking into space on the couch. Her flight bag was packed beside her and Komugi was seated and smiling in her lap. Amara had washed the garbage smell out of her and she now smelled of citrus from the cleaners. He approached her and sat beside her. He ran his strong hand through his short brown hair and sighed.
"So, off to the political school on Naboo? A little nervous?" he asked, trying to sound light hearted.
"Yes, for five years. Don't worry, I'll write all the time and visit on holidays,"
"It's not going to be the same around here without you,"
"Maybe you won't have to worry if I'm not here,"
"What?"
"Darlien said that you worried about me and that's why you don't take some of the jobs you could. You are doubting yourself on my account, I want you to be the best, Jango. That's the one thing Darlien and I have in common! I want you to be the best because I believe in you! You can be!"
"Amara-I,"
"Zana and I are going together. We're roomates, if you need my help after I graduate, I'll always be there to help you. You taught me wonderfully, but I'm afraid I'll need a little official proof if I'm ever going to get a job outside of Fett Private Investigations,"
"I understand. I would feel better if you got a degree you'd be able to get a job anywhere,"
"Yeah, Got any new jobs to keep you busy?"
"Funny you should ask, I got a call from a guy called Tyranus, ever heard of him?"
"No, but he must be good if he bypassed my system and got directly into your personal message program, it's prob-"
"Amara, I want you to have this,"
Jango held out a small, circle pendant. Amara recognized it immediately.
"That was Dad's,"
"Yeah, it was the last hologram taken of us before they were arrested,"
Jango activated the hologram and there they were, welve year old Jango and four year old Amara standing beside their loving parents. Amara felt choked.
"Jango, I can't take this,"
"I want you too,"
"Okay, I do have to obey my guardian,"
they embraced tightly before Amara got off the couch and went outside to Zana's waiting craft.
"I'll miss you! I love you!" Jango shouted to Amara as the ship took off.
"I love you, too!" she shouted back, he couldn't hear her over the ship's engine, but he could see her lips moving big. He could read lips, a little known talent of his and he smiled. Watching her go off to a university, it was touching, the back of his throat contracted as he saw her ship disappear, but that was all, tears were not for men like him.
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End Part 3
Whoo! Separated! Next chapter takes place five years before ATOC , Amara is soon to start her fifth year, wen she is rescued from danger by a familia Mandalorian Armor wearing figure! Jango has returned and he's got news for her- Darlien is dead, she has been for four years and She's got a nephew, who's not Darlien's, and -gasp-his name is Boba. Family Reunions, meetings and Raging waters on Kamino in the Next Chapter.
Chibi Hime
my computer was having problems!:(
But, as a reward for your patience, an extra long chapter!!!!!
Thanks for reviewing! If you're new to this story, please drop a review.
Chibi Hime
Chapter 3-The Parting Of The Ways
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12 Years Ago-Alderaan
....................................
"Jango! Where are Mom and Dad?"
"Amara, They- They're busy, away,"
"Like on a mission?"
"No, not like a mission. They're not coming back,"
"Why? Was I bad? Did I make them angry? We were having so much fun, then that scary man came,"
"Amara, it wasn't you. The man, the Jedi, he had to take them away. I know it sounds bad, but it was his job, just like Mom and Dad had jobs,"
"Why did he take them away? I want Mom!"
"Amara, don't be difficult,"
"WAAAHHHH!"
"Amara, listen. You're going to need to be a big girl now, okay?"
"Big girl?"
"Yeah, you're going to have to act like a big girl. How would a Senator act at a time like this? Would she cry?"
"No,-sniff-She'd do what her guardian told her to do,"
"Who's your guardian,"
Amara sniffled again and tugged her doll close to her.
"You are, Jango"
"That's right, and I say be a good strong girl. I promise, no matter what happens, I'll take care of you."
"Promise,"
"I promise,"
"No one will ever come between us?"
"Nope,"
"Promise?"
"I promise,"
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Cloud City
Amara glanced out the window of the transport she, Jango and Darlien were taking to their hotel. Suddenly, a gigantic winged creature flew past them.
"Wow! Jango, look! A Thranta! I thought those only lived on Alderaan!"
"Very astute, Amara. They transplanted them here to help the dwindling population,"
"Conservation?"
"Very good, you have been paying attention,"
Amara cast a glance at Darlien, her brother's new wife. She looked like such a lady compared to Amara and Jango. She sat up straight, nose slightly in the air and she tucked one ankle behind the other instead of crossing her legs. She shot a surprised glance at Amara and spoke to Jango.
"Well, Jango, my love, I suppose I was wrong. The homeschooling you give her really does pay off. Tell me, Amara. What are some of the languages you learned? Your brother speaks very highly of your business abilities. I was hoping you would emonstrate for me,"
"Well, I know Bacchi, Huttese, of course I know Basic, Wookie, Droid Programming basic level, and my friend, Zana, she was at your wedding, remember? Well, she's teaching me a little twilek and..."
"Very interesting Amara, you'll have to tell me some other time. Jango, dear, tell me again how many casinos there are in Cloud City?"
Amara sighed, Darlien was quite annoying, especially when she referred to Jango as "my love". Amara mentally gagged, it just wasn't right, calling one of the most feared bounty hunters in the universe as "dear".
BLAAAAHHH! She thought. She reached into her flight bag and pulled out her doll, which she always took on trips. She ran her fingers over the textured play"battle armor" and the soft ribbon that held her yarn hair in place. She stard up with shiny, button eyes and smiled a faded, but jovial smile. Komugi, she thought, at least you haven't changed. You've still got that smile and that velvet cord...............
"Amara! Aren't you a little old to play with dolls?"
"No, Darlien, I'm not," Amara answered. Darlien was so cold when it came to how Amara presented herself. A fiery tingle crept up Amara's spine. She felt the anger boil up inside of her, Darlien had been making snide remarks to her all day, this was the final straw. Amara could feel the energy inside of the transport, like she could reach out, touch it, even use it.
Do it......Hurt her...she has been cruel to you!.........Take your revenge!...Let her know the pain she's caused you....you have the power....you are afraid of it!....Master it.....command it, it's yours.....end her cruelty....
Amara shook her head, the invisible feelings that seemed to speak to her vanished, as did her ability to feel the energy in the room. It had happened again. She hadn't told Jango, it was her secret, that she could feel energy, occasionally bend it to her will. She was Force sensitive. Not Jedi calibre, of course, just enough to sense things and manipulate small amounts of energy.
She was shaken from her thoughts by a sharp slap across the face. She looked at her attacker, it was Darlien, who looked mad with fury.
"You dare talk yo me like that! Little demon! I'm throwing that horrible rag away as soon as we get to the hotel!"
A firm grip on her wrist drew her attention away from Amara. She looked and saw that Jango was gripping her wrist tightly, even painfully. His eyes held a glint of cold steel, e squeezed her wrist harder.
"You will do no such thing. If you ever, ever do that again, I swear you'll regret it,"
"But, Jango, why are you threatening me? It was her fault, you heard how she spoke to me. You must know that she is too old to carry around playthings."
"Komugi is special to Amara. She's a symbol of Amara's childhood, that was lost too soon. After our parents were killed by the Jedi, we turned to bounty hunting. Amara's been there to help me since before she knew the whole alphabet. She means more to me than anyone. I'll do anything for her, even if it includes something society would frown upon. I made a promise and I always keep promises,"
"Fine, I'm sorry, I didn't know. Forgive me, Amara,"
Amara stared blankly, the words were cold, hollow, acted. It was good enough for Jango, he released his grip on Darlien's arm. They traveled in silence to the hotel. Darlien started talking as soon as they got there. Amara tipped the bellman for both the rooms. She could hear Darlien chatting about how beautiful t was. Amara closed her door. She rented a hologram movie off a pay-per-display screen in her room. Then she recorded Zana a post-holo. After these were completed, she changed into a pair of army shorts and a new tank top and went down to the entertainment floor of Cloud City.
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Several hours later, Amara returned, she had watched a musical as well played amateur sabaac and won a very nice practice sword. She smiled to herself as she looked it over. Maybe now Jango would teach her more swordplay, she loved swords most of all weapons, no matter how useless they were in a blaster saturated galaxy. As she came closer to her room, she passed a garbage cart, two familiar button eyes glanced at her from the top of the pile. Amara stopped dead in her tracks. Her heart skipped a beat.
"Wait! Please!" she shouted to the droid who was pushing the cart. The droid, stopped and Amara removed her beloved doll from the cart. She explained to the droid why she retrieved it.
"Oh, I'm frightfully sorry. If I had known, I would never have agreed to take it to the incinerator, please forgive me,"
"Sure, it wasn't your fault," Odd, the droid's voice had more remorse than Darlien's, how ironic.
Amara thanked the droid for stopping and returned to her room, where she found Darlien sitting on her bed.
"What are you doing here? This is my room!"
"Who's paying for it?"
"My brother and I! Our hard work paid for all of this! As far as I'm concerned, you're the sponge!"
Amara no longer cared whether or not she insulted the woman, if she had been angry before, Amara was enfuriated now.
"How dare you? how could you? You knew how special she was to me! Why are you so cruel?"
"Because, you're in Jango's and my way?"
"What?"
"You heard me,"
"In your way?"
"Yes, A little ward like you limits Jango's potential. I want him to be as successful as he can. It is so difficult to split earnings three ways. If you're out of the picture, I get fifty percent,"
"Yeah, right. I'm a Fett by blood, so is Jango, we come fom a long line of bounty hunters and who are you to come beween us?"
"Your brother's wife,"
Amara gasped, she was right, she was the one Jango had chosen to marry, was it because of her ruthlessness when it came to getting what she wanted? her beauty? What?
"I love your brother, Amara, don't get me wrong. I'm not so shallow as to only want money. I want to see him become the greatest bounty hunter in the universe! I want my children to be the children of the greatest bounty hunter in the universe. You're just a nuissance, you're in the way of his progress. Without you, he wouldn't have anything to worry about. He knows I'm well skilled in combat and smuggling, he doesn't worry about me. But you, he worries about you, he passes up huge bounties that could make him famous because of you!"
Is is true? Amara thought. Could she really be holding him back? No! This had to be a trick.
"I don't believe you!"
"You don't have too, just try to grow up a little faster, I'll leave you alone to think about it,"
Darlien got up and left the room in a dramatic, eerie way.
Amara stared after her. Could she really be right? Why was everything changing so fast again? Why? She quickly dug through her flight bag and pulled out her headset.
"Hello, Is Zana there?"
...................
Three days later-Corellia
Jango looked at his sister from across their small apartment. She sat, looking into space on the couch. Her flight bag was packed beside her and Komugi was seated and smiling in her lap. Amara had washed the garbage smell out of her and she now smelled of citrus from the cleaners. He approached her and sat beside her. He ran his strong hand through his short brown hair and sighed.
"So, off to the political school on Naboo? A little nervous?" he asked, trying to sound light hearted.
"Yes, for five years. Don't worry, I'll write all the time and visit on holidays,"
"It's not going to be the same around here without you,"
"Maybe you won't have to worry if I'm not here,"
"What?"
"Darlien said that you worried about me and that's why you don't take some of the jobs you could. You are doubting yourself on my account, I want you to be the best, Jango. That's the one thing Darlien and I have in common! I want you to be the best because I believe in you! You can be!"
"Amara-I,"
"Zana and I are going together. We're roomates, if you need my help after I graduate, I'll always be there to help you. You taught me wonderfully, but I'm afraid I'll need a little official proof if I'm ever going to get a job outside of Fett Private Investigations,"
"I understand. I would feel better if you got a degree you'd be able to get a job anywhere,"
"Yeah, Got any new jobs to keep you busy?"
"Funny you should ask, I got a call from a guy called Tyranus, ever heard of him?"
"No, but he must be good if he bypassed my system and got directly into your personal message program, it's prob-"
"Amara, I want you to have this,"
Jango held out a small, circle pendant. Amara recognized it immediately.
"That was Dad's,"
"Yeah, it was the last hologram taken of us before they were arrested,"
Jango activated the hologram and there they were, welve year old Jango and four year old Amara standing beside their loving parents. Amara felt choked.
"Jango, I can't take this,"
"I want you too,"
"Okay, I do have to obey my guardian,"
they embraced tightly before Amara got off the couch and went outside to Zana's waiting craft.
"I'll miss you! I love you!" Jango shouted to Amara as the ship took off.
"I love you, too!" she shouted back, he couldn't hear her over the ship's engine, but he could see her lips moving big. He could read lips, a little known talent of his and he smiled. Watching her go off to a university, it was touching, the back of his throat contracted as he saw her ship disappear, but that was all, tears were not for men like him.
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End Part 3
Whoo! Separated! Next chapter takes place five years before ATOC , Amara is soon to start her fifth year, wen she is rescued from danger by a familia Mandalorian Armor wearing figure! Jango has returned and he's got news for her- Darlien is dead, she has been for four years and She's got a nephew, who's not Darlien's, and -gasp-his name is Boba. Family Reunions, meetings and Raging waters on Kamino in the Next Chapter.
Chibi Hime