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PG-13

Story: Years later Palpatine tries again to turn Maria. Part 3 of 4. More parts later!

About 28 years after TPM (beginning of ANH)....

Daughter of a Jedi:

Awakening

Maria stood leaning over the cliff watching her people below. A fair day such as this reminded her of the experience, only a year ago, where these people had found her frozen in carbonate then released her from her icy prison. Since then, she began to help the populous with healing and dealings with the government. Her biggest fear was the discovery of her neutral city. On the planet of Handora in the center of the tropics, she brought peace to the people's constant anarchy.

A Jedi Knight, of the Old Republic, living now would be hunted. She knew Vader would discover her. Anakin Skywalker, once taught by Obi-Wan, was now as corrupt as Maul was. Maria stood straight up adjusting her long dress of a light blue and lavender mix. Her stomach showed through the two piece dress along with a cream color belt that held her saber with her hair down in its usual waves.

The night she was frozen in carbonate still haunted her dreams to this day. Palpatine's words had cut through her like knives, and the feeling of every nerve on end made her shiver. A quick gust of wind that moved through her flowing hair, gently moving her down the small hill. She headed back down to greet her people. The shrubbery she went through was hard on her sandals, but she was willingly to tough it. Handora had a special place in her heart because her father was here when they first met. Oh, Qui-Gon why can't you be here now? Regret and guilt, that she couldn't help her father, was buried deep within her. Maria felt responsible for her father's death and for her lack of will power to stop Palpatine's control over her. Darkness still remains in her heart but is under control.... for now.

She reached the village, which was composed of huge log cabins usually housing several families. The merchants set up their goods for open trade and business. Peaceful best described this place compared to the outside chaos in the galaxy. Maria was considered the ruler here even though she was not royalty or an elected representative.

Neutral boundaries kept Handora safe from the Rebellion, but she knew somehow that it wouldn't stay that way forever. Maria saw her staff that she usually carried around, leaning against a nearby wall. Why was it there? Oh yeah, she had left it there before meditating. She called it to her and began to walk around observing the people while keeping a beat hitting the ground every other step. Alarms in the back of her mind screamed out. Something is very wrong. Maria stopped as an eerie yet familiar feeling came back to her. The sound of blast fire caught Maria's attention as she turned to the side. Imperial troops were here.

"I'm Grand Admiral Thrawn of the Empire. Your natural boundaries have been abolished; it is time for you to chose a side and fight in this galactic war."

Maria walked up cautiously and joined the crowd. The alien had bluish tinted skin, blood red eyes and jet-black hair. His posture and uniform signaled he was Imperial. The people parted for her to make her way through. With a tall regal stance, she walked up and faced the Imperial.

"My people were not notified of this. We don't have to fight if we choose neither side. We're a peaceful people with no reason to join in your useless war.", she said adding a bit of venom in her voice.

"The Emperor will see to it that all of you choose a side. Either join the Imperial army or be killed for being a traitor." People throughout the crowd behind her grasped while others began a chain of whispers.

"We will not join a side, Admiral.", Maria said standing her ground.

"You already have a bounty on your head, Jedi. I suggest you do something or watch these people die at your hand. Not a very noble thing to do not is it?"

"I will not sway to the dark side, nor will I have my people fight for a cause they neither believe in nor understand."

With one signal from the Admiral's hand, the troops were off to slaughter her city. She joined her people in trying to save the innocent. Maria swung her staff up meeting several of the soldiers' heads and legs. No matter what she did, they kept coming and coming. Distressed, Maria looked around looking for a way out, but the people screams of terror clouded her thinking. Before she could react, Maria felt a huge blast of pain hit the back of her head and neck. She fell to the ground. Before she could hit, Maria was brought up again and held in place to watch the carnage unfold in front of her eyes.

Her people were locked in buildings to be burned alive while others were tortured, young girls raped and the old and weak murdered. Through the force these disturbances sent violent waves of emotion through her such as hate, fear, confusion, pity, denial, and revenge. If she could stop this, she would. Silence hit with only the cracking of the fire could be heard and the moans and groans of those who were fallen but not dead yet.

"The Emperor has something special in store for you, my dear. My mission was to let you see this then bring you back to him."

Maria still stared in disbelief and almost in tears. She had felt every one of those people die. Chains were placed on her hands as she was dragged to a small transport ship. Maria fiddled with the chains then gave up leaning her head back. Throbbing pains from the devastation left her speechless. Her mind wandered back to the past, where she was fooled into being programmed a false identity, only to not even get the chance to live another life... a life she deserved but never got.

"If you would have joined us--", she cut off Thrawn knowing exactly what he was going to say.

"If I joined you, you still would have killed them. Pointless...just like the war you and Palpatine fight now."

"War is inevitable, Jedi, it's just depending on the reason.", he said in a matter-of-fact tone.

"War is a useless way for someone to take another life in the name of a belief. You fight because of boundaries. There are no boundaries in the open universe. We all are here regardless of boundaries. Only those who say this is 'theirs' or that wants 'that' then does it become something of a want.", she said staring out into space.

"You're very smart."

"Only someone as shallow as you and the rest of you men would judge me by my looks. I look very innocent, sheltered, protected whatever you may call it, but I could kill you with one thought.", Maria commented dangerously.

"Then, why don't you?"

"Because, I'm not the Emperor."

"Why does the Emperor want a female like you?", Thrawn asked after a long period of silence.

"What does it matter to you?", Maria said not looking at him.

"You're a traitor and a Jedi, yet he wants you alive. You're not just an ordinary person out of the blue.", he commented.

"How can I betray something I don't believe?", she turned looking at him. He shook his head and walked to the front of the ship. Maria was left alone allowing her to let some tears slowly came to her eyes. The screams could still be heard inside her head. How could she let those people die? She carried a great power that could be used to help them, yet she didn't. Her father would be displeased.

Thrawn walked back and grabbed her arm pulling her to her feet. She went willingly out the door. Coruscant, a city she was all too familiar with. Thrawn walked in front of her leading her off the ship and to the main ruling building. Guards were at her side armed with blasters. Maria knew she couldn't get out alive, so she followed. They entered a tall building with crimson guards along the sides. Tapestries from all the planets they had control of hung on the walls. Thrawn took her deep within the city.

Some time past and Maria lost track of where she was. A huge door loomed over her with a tight security around it. Thrawn typed in some codes and the door slowly slide open. He led her in then left. The door closed behind her as she let her eyes wander the room.

Metal walls formed a high ceiling. A tall throne was the dead center of the room that was lined with more crimson guards. She kept her feelings in check as she entered the room slowly walking towards the throne.

"Almost thirty years hasn't it been, my child?", the Emperor said as his chair slowly turned to face her. Maria cringed at the words he spoke as she gazed upon at her once judge and prosecutor and noticed how much deader he looked. A dark cloak covered almost all of his body except his face and hands. His pale skin, wrinkled and worn, looked as if it were hanging off his bones.

"You have finally found me.", she said looking in his horrid yellow eyes. He got up from his seated position and walked towards her stopping at about 6 feet. Maria remained calm not letting there be a falter in her emotions or intentions.

"After all that has happened to you, you still didn't turn to join the dark side. You will turn this time and not escape your destiny."

"Your threats are empty, your highness. Because of what has happened to me, I have been stronger. I know how to resist the dark side. My father's death or even my own (not literally) didn't turned me."

Maria's chains fell to the floor; she began to gently rub her sore wrist still keeping her gaze on the Emperor.

"I will show you the true power of the dark side that will make you submit to it.", he said.

"I will not turn." For a brief second, she could feel a swell of regret followed by anger from Palpatine. He raised his hands and shot lighting throughout her body. Maria fell backwards feeling the deep pain once again. She was hit repeatedly with each time being worse than the first, and her screams growing louder. He paused for a moment as she crawled on the floor desperately trying to get up.

"This is the first of the pain you shall receive.", he said and continued the volts through her. Extreme pain overwhelmed her body, and she slipped out of consciousness.

Chains were around her neck, wrist and ankles as she dangled upside down in Palpatine's chamber. The floor was about a yard away from her. Three sturdy built guys came in each carrying a different weapon of choice. Her fear rose and her body tensed as she thought of the pain she was going to receive. The first one came up carrying a saber, her saber. He ignited her blade then slashed at her arms and legs. She screamed once again and felt the burns form on her skin. She wasn't to be killed but to be tortured. He disignited the blade as the other stepped out. He had a leather whip and began to repeatedly hit her in the back and stomach.

Whelps formed and warm blood began to trickle down her face to the ground. Every time she breathed it sent sharp pains through her sides and chest. The third guy came in with a large stick of wood. It looked like a wood from Yavin, hard enough hurt and break bones, but also carried a slight sting because of a poison imbedded in the wood.

He raised it and hit her hard in the back. Pain shot through her spine along with the sting of poison entering her open wounds. She was hit a few more times then everyone stopped. No bones were broken, but she had enough abrasions for her to bleed to death. Blood formed a puddle under her as her once light dress was streaked red. Maria couldn't see very well and assumed she had two black eyes. The sharp pains were gone only leaving the dull aches. A dark figure came close to her. Even though she couldn't see him she knew who it was.

"Hurts don't it? Turning now will save you from this torment.", he said laughing a bit then kneeled down to her level. He touched her face and repeated 'sleep' to her. Within seconds she had dozed off asleep.

Maria raised her head up to see herself chained to a wall. Had she slept standing up? Her bruises and wounds still remained in their place. She looked around only to see utter darkness. Lights went through the room showing twenty soldiers, Rebels, and the Emperor and Vader standing on each side of the group. Maria's head began to throb as she tried to pull away from the chains. Pain still accompanied her if she dared to move wrong.

"Your own torture means nothing to you, so I will let you watch the slaughter of others until you submit."

Maria shook her head. No, this isn't right. She now decided the fate of these people. Vader grabbed the first rebel and put his saber to their throat. Her eyes widened. Palpatine smiled feeling her fear for these people. Vader sliced into the man's throat leaving him in a bloody heap. The next man was pulled from the crowd and cut down into pieces before he ever died. Tears formed in her eyes. Could she actually stand here and watch this? She could turn; it would only make her do things like this under her own will.

"My dear, I can see this discomforts you. Let go of your hate and fear and these men will live to see their families. If not each one will die... because of you.", he said adding a touch of anger.

"I won't. If I do, I will be no better than you two are.", she said in tears.

Vader grabbed the next guy and gutted him like an animal then through him at her feet. She grasped then shook her head. He won't win this. Each one of those men were tortured right in front of her eyes. Maria wouldn't let her fear overpower her. Her guilt was killing her though. Each one died because of her. She pondered this again and again. Her chains were broken, and she was put in a dark cell with nothing more than the dim light coming in through the bar from lit room. She drew her legs closer to her and placed her arms around them. Could she hold up much longer? Twenty deaths hung over her like scavengers to a dead animal.

Maria calmed herself down letting her emotions remain neutral. She wondered what tomorrow held in store for her.

Everything was dark then images began to clear up. Maria stood in the center of an abandoned house. Spider webs along with a heavy layer of dust seemed to accent the house. Where was she? She began walking only to notice in the next room two shadows fighting. When Maria approached them, they seemed to begin an act like from a play. Maul stood at one end while she, Livia, stood at the other. Both of them were sparring like they always did. They played out the battle then disappeared. She turned and saw a huge barrier with water in it.

She grabbed a container and dipped it in for a drink. The water dried up to show the head of a man who died earlier. Maria gasped and stepped backward only to bump into another guy that had been stabbed to death. She tried to look away but was faced with every guy Vader killed.

"What do you want from me?", Maria cried out.

"You let Vader kill us.", one mad said gripping his head by the hair.

"There was nothing I could have done. I hated it that you all died."

"Then, join the dark side as you were suppose to and save more lives.", he said grinning.

"I can't do that. I won't.", Maria said trying to sound confided in her decision. They began to chant words such as 'betrayal', 'traitor', and 'murder'... She placed her hands on the side of her face and kneeled down. No matter how hard she tried she couldn't block the voices.

Maria jolted awake in her cell. Her senses were numb form the past events and her wounds still throbbed and ached. She gently leaned her head back and closed her eyes tightly then reopened them. A creak from her door meant someone was with her. She was too tired to resist the guard picking her up and dragging her to her destination. Maria was taken to a room brightly lit with beds everywhere. Medical?

"Lay her down there, please.", a voice in the room said. Maria was place upon a flat bed; a lady with heavy-framed glasses and gloves on began to work on her arm.

"What's going on?", Maria half-asleep and slurred.

"You look like you were attacked, sweetie; I'm here to patch you up.", the old lady said cheerfully.

"I was tortured.", Maria said flatly.

"Tortured!? You why would someone want to hurt you precious?", the nurse said completely shocked. How could she be shocked? She works for the Imperials! Maria noticed that in the time their conversation took place, the nurse or doctor had already finished both arms and legs. Very fast and good too.

"I don't know why someone would want to harm me. All my life I have been used, abused, kidnapped, hunted.... you name it; it's probably happen to me.", Maria said half lying. Like she was really going to tell this lady that 'Hey, I a Jedi who was tortured, so I could join the dark side and become one of the worst villains ever.'

"You're patched up dear." , she said and gave her a black jumpsuit (ironically the same one she wore all those years ago) to wear over her ghastly scars. Minutes later, guards came and escorted her to greet Palpatine once again. Before she could announce her presence, Palpatine spoke up.

"Sweet dreams last night?", he said mockingly. She wasn't going to answer knowing he would continue.

"Your barriers are slowly weakening. You can't hold out for much longer.", he said turning around to meet her eyes. Maria felt her courage leave her. In some ways, he was right. She would give in. A door opened beside him and a dark cloaked warrior stood in the doorway. Her wore a dark mask, cloak and wore dark amour with red striping. He wasn't as tall as Vader but just as menacing.

"Kill her.", Palpatine said to the warrior. The dark one jumped past the Emperor and to her bringing a dagger down to meet her shoulder. She raised her hand up and caught his wrist holding the dagger. With them locked up, she placed one foot in his chest and pushed off back flipping away from him.

"I don't want to fight you, nor will I.", Maria said knowing it would do now good. He dashed to her and prepared to slash her open. She jumped back and brought up her foot to meet his face. He stumbled back then spin kicked her in the face. Maria stumbled back hitting the wall behind her and felt blood come from her mouth. Her anger was on a rise as she ran to him and jump kicked him in the chest. The warrior fell and started to get up. Maria stepped on his arms and sat on him pinning him down.

"I will not fight you.", she got up and grabbed his fallen dagger. He got up and turned to face her. He ran to her and she brought the dagger up, instinctively, to his stomach. Maria's anger was let out and she took the dagger and stabbed him repeatedly. The sound of the blade making contact with human flesh pleased her senses. Maria stopped to see herself covered in blood, his blood. She felt so relieved when the dark side entered her. She let all her hatred out and let it course through her body. A new awaking had started for her and all it took was one kill.

Three years later Livia sat meditating on the Imperial base of Endor. The construction of the second Death Star was on schedule, and she remained here to guard the shield generator. The sense of power and freedom surrounded her. A full Sith warrior, who had killed hundreds of races, enslaved thousands, and tortured the lives of millions, had more power than she could ever dream of. Maybe an exaggeration... maybe not. Livia remained feared throughout the galaxy. Only a few still were worse than she was... but not by much (aka Vader, the Emperor and so on...).

She wore her black jumpsuit from the past but wore her hair in a high ponytail. Her saber hung at her right hip while a blaster was holstered on the left. She also carried her dagger, or small sword as it was called sometimes, in a holster on her right boot. A dark cloak draped over her shoulders and flapped in the gentle wind. The sun set was beautiful then again it always was no matter where you were.

News had traveled that Vader was looking for his Jedi son, Luke Skywalker. The Emperor had told her to transmit a code to the rebel base so he could lay in a trap for them. She was to catch the Jedi and bring him to Palpatine. Livia grinned thinking the rebellion will be over when the rebels figure out that they have been set up for a major trap.

She stood up and placed her hand on her saber handle while letting the cool breeze hit her fair face. Soon, she could feel it. The rebels would be here very soon. A beep from her quarters announced that a message had arrived. She clicked on her computer to see Vader appear.

"You call me, my lord?", Livia asked not surprised to see the dark lord himself.

"You have your orders when dealing with Skywalker?", he asked plainly.

"Yes, I'm to engage him, bring him back here and then to the Emperor."

"Remember harm in the boy could result in your own death.", he said adding a touch of anger to his voice. Vader must not want his son damaged. Interesting emotion coming from him.

"Lord Vader, you have my word I will not harm the boy, but what shall I do if he becomes... hard to handle?" Vader didn't like exactly what she was asking but responded anyway.

"Then, restrain him, but keep him alive.", Vader said a little annoyed.

"As you wish.", she said logging out. Vader was fearful of her around his son. Why shouldn't he be? Livia smiled at this thought thinking it gave her a sense of power. Nighttime had finally set when Livia ended the conversation. She drummed her fingers on her desk. With little or nothing to do, Livia walked outside and explored the jungle a bit. The dense forest was easily cut down by her saber. She came to a small clearing and sat down. A beautiful night, she thought, that most people would take for granted. The hair on her neck was standing on as she felt an eerie presence near her. She got up quickly looking around for anything or anyone only to see a wave of mist past her and head west.

Livia sat back down feeling a little foolish for getting so jumpy. Something made her ponder back to her father. How she missed him so, even if he was a Jedi. The memories would last a lifetime but would be regrettably short. A few days. The time she knew him was for only a few days. Then, even after death he helped her. A tear formed in her eyes and ran down her cheek. Suddenly her hatred seemed unimportant and useless, and she felt like a tool. She had turned though, and there was no way to go back.

She headed back entering her quarters and laid down. Busy day and rest called to her.

Morning hit, and she already got a message from Vader that the cargo ship had arrived. The trap was set. Time and patience was the only thing she was counting on at the moment. Livia got dressed in her usual gear and prepared a team to look for the rebels. She would scout out later and look for Skywalker.

Reports stacked a Wookiee high came in about the various things going on. Livia wondered how Imperial soldiers could be so incompetent in not being able to handle a few rebels. She was tense and decided to do some exercises. She ignited her blade and set up some driods for practice. Let the sparring begin! She began to block the moves of her sparring driod.

Nightfall hit, and Livia set out in search of Skywalker. She had been done sparring long before only to see it was evening. She set out through the jungle sensing for Skywalker through the force. After a mile or so, she came upon a village. People here? Then, she remembered from a data card about Ewoks that inhabited the planet. She narrowed in on Luke to find him and a woman speaking. His emotion was sad, and he left her walking off. He'll be alone. Good, she'll head him off and capture him. She ran a distance and climbed a tree looking and waiting for Luke.

Time past and his presence drew closer and closer. She jumped down, and in the heat of a surprise, she jumped kicked him squarely in the face. He fell back as she went to catch him and lay him down. Livia checked him then brought her blaster up. Good no mark. She sat down and waited for him to come to again. Did she really hit him that hard? He groaned and sat up a bit. She got up and stood over him pointing the blaster right at his forehead.

"About time you woke up. You'll be taken to the Emperor."

"I was heading there to begin with. Who are you?", he said and got up facing her. She let her blaster follow him till he reached full height then she grabbed his saber.

"No one to be trifled with that is all you need to know. Why would you want to see the Emperor?"

"I don't really want to see him; I want to help my father.", he replied looking at her. At the moment she noticed his gorgeous eyes. Help? Help Vader? How?

"Another arrogant Jedi mission, eh?", she said pushing him forward.

"No, I believe I can save him. Why do you show anger at me?"

"It's my job as a Sith to catch Jedi, and besides, my business in not your problem, boy, " she said feeling her anger rise, "My life has been hell and back. Besides, Vader, like me, can never be saved form our dark paths. So why even try?"

"Something tells me once you believed in hope.", he said still calm. He made no fuss about heading to the base.

"I did, if you must know, a long time ago. Not anymore. My soul has been ripped apart enough to last several lifetimes."

"I'm sorry.", he said and brought his head down a bit then looked up as if looking for something. He cared so much for a stranger. How can one be that way? She had been that way before. There was nothing for her. Not anymore.

"Don't feel pity for me Jedi. It'll cost you.", Livia warned.

When they reached base, she brought Luke in, cuffed him, and then sent word to Vader. Luke leaned against the railing peering out into the distance. She still kept her blaster ready then thought it was not needed. She holstered it and studied him. They both were the same height; he had sandy blond hair, hint of a tan and blue eyes. He was built but nowhere near the size of Vader.

"Why?", he asked not speaking to anyone really.

"Why what?"

"Why'd you turn? What happened to you that could be bad enough to make you turn?", Luke asked and turned around to face her.

She stared at the ground, "Years and years of built on hatred and betrayal caused it. My life is complicated. Why do you care? Your a Jedi about to be fed to the Emperor, and all you can think of to do is ask trivia questions."

"Don't you see what kind of justice Palpatine will bring if the Imperials win?", he stated.

"Let me ask you something. Does justice involve freezing someone because they were falsely accused? Or, the Jedi running around acting like their doing right, but how do they know they're doing right? What is right?", she went off on a tangent feeling her anger rise to numerous heights.

"I really don--" He was cut off by the entrance of Vader. Vader walked in and looked at her a moment.

"He's here, Lord Vader."

"Good." He went to Luke and began to talk to him before they left. She didn't stay for the gathering and headed to the shuttle. Minutes later they all were on board and headed to the second Death Star.

Luke stood watching the ships outside fighting for their life while the Emperor watched him with great interest. Livia remained against a wall waiting. None of this really dealt with her, but it was fun to watch another Sith be made. Somehow her turning was a lot more painful. Like her life in general. She could sense Luke's emotions. Fear. He had a strong fear for family and friends. Luke had a frantic look on his face as if he was going to collapse right then and there. Vader stood close to Palpatine as if sensing something that wasn't there.

Luke quickly called his saber to him and was going to strike Palpatine down. Vader inter vied. His anger had gotten the best of him. Vader and him fought a while. Livia went and stood by Palpatine.

"He will join us, my child, and like you he will be mine.", he said chuckling softly.

For some reason that phrase struck a nerve. Her anger rose. Livia left his side and walked down the steps. Something wasn't right about this picture. Things seemed to fit closely with her past experiences. A strong wave of anger rose in Luke. Had he turned? She ran over to see Vader on the ground with Luke towering over him. Palpatine chuckled.

"Good, good now strike him down with all of your hate...", the Emperor said to Luke. The rest of Palpatine words were drowned out by Livia's vision from a previous time. Those words were said when she was asked to kill Qui-Gon. No, Luke couldn't do that.

Luke disignited his blade and threw his saber aside. He won't. She sighed. All the events seemed way too familiar and were making her feel very uncomfortable. Inside her stomach felt sick, and she felt herself get pale. The Emperor raised his hands up and sent lighting through the Jedi's body. Luke yelled in pain. Livia eyes widened in horror. The whole thing was a repeat of her life. She was about to break down then and there almost feeling Luke's pain.

Livia felt her body start to move then run to tackle Palpatine. She pinned him down and drew out her saber.

"This ends now.", she said not even recognizing her own voice. Palpatine quickly grabbed her throat and let loose electrical charges into her. She flew backwards and hit the ground sliding. Pain. Throughout her body nothing but endless pain. The Emperor stood above her.

"Treacherous girl!", he yelled and sent more lighting through her. She let out a scream before feeling relief. What the...? Vader now had Palpatine over his head and threw him down the ventilation shaft. Vader saved her. Saved her and Luke. Livia couldn't move, nor did she want to. She could barely see Luke crouched over Vader. Vader was dying. A slight shutter went through the station. The rebels were successful. She got up regardless of what her body said and went to Luke.

"Please help me.", he pleaded to her. She placed one arm of Vader's on her shoulder while Luke did the same. Together they would get out of here.

They reached the hanger. Vader was way too heavy even for two people! She let go and went to get a ship ready leaving Luke alone with his father for one moment longer. Minutes later with no time to spare, all was aboard and they took off back to Endor.

Once safe she commented, "I'm sorry, Luke."

"For what?", he asked and looked at her.

"I know how you felt. When your father died and choosing between saving him or killing him. Palpatine tried the same thing on me. I knew my father for only a few days.", Livia said almost in tears. She held them back though.

"I would like to hear your tale sometime.", he said smiling.

"Maybe one day I will tell you."

They landed on Endor. There was a celebration for a job well done. Livia didn't care to go and remained outside the festivities. Her life was once corrupt then she found a hope, her father. When he died, she died, too, along with her hope of a normal life. She awoke to peace that was quickly taken away and replaced with more corruption. What was she to do now? She sat on a log looking up at the stars. Somewhere is hope for me.

A gentle touch to her shoulder made her jump. Luke smiled at her and sat down beside her gazing at the same stars.

"You're missing out on a party.", he commented cheerfully.

"A party that I don't belong to.", Livia said dryly.

"The Emperor is dead. You're free of the dark side. You should try to make a new in the New Republic."

"The New Republic? Luke, I don't have anything of a life to start a new.", she said frustrated.

"Be one of the new Jedi Knights. There's so few of us. Only me, you and my sister, Leia; there could be others, but it will take some time to find them. Besides there maybe some things you know about the force that I don't."

"I'm no Jedi. Far from it in fact."

"What you did back there is not what a Sith would have done." He was right. There was nothing holding her back. Her past crimes would haunt her for all her life, but she would have to get over it and make up for them.

"Yes, not now. What I did in the past is unforgivable, I'll need some time to think.", she abruptly got up, as did Luke. "I need to come to my senses, Luke; I'll return when I can."

"When will I see you again?", he said not wanting her to go. He was also very confused.

"I don't know, but if history repeats it self, you'll see me." She ran off. Luke called out to her to ask one final question.

"What's your name?"

"Maria.", she called back and darted out of sight through the jungle's darkness.

End of Part 3.

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