Disclaimer: All characters belong to George Lucas. I am not a good enough
writer to be publishing my work, so I will not be making any money off of
this enterprise. Therefore I am no threat to him (and hopefully not the
Star Wars Universe). :)
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Chapter 1
Destiny looked at the battle waging around her. She was frightened. Where was mommy? Where was daddy?
People were screaming. She knew people all around her were dying. She wanted daddy or mommy to pick her up and take her away from this bad place.
Suddenly daddy appeared, swooping his daughter up and running. "Daddy!" Destiny cried, her eyes filled with tears. "Where's mommy?"
Daddy stopped in his tracks. His bright blue eyes stared at his little girl's equally blue ones for a second and Destiny saw tears in his eyes. "Mommy is gone," he choked out and then hugged Destiny so tight she could barely breathe.
Destiny was young, but she was old enough to understand what death meant. Mommy was gone, forever. She wouldn't read Destiny any more bedtime stories, or let Destiny crawl into her and Daddy's bed when she was scared of the dark. "Mommy!" she screamed.
Daddy's head suddenly shot up. "We have to get out of here Destiny," he said. He began running with her in his arms again. She simply continued to cry for her mommy.
The ground began thudding. Destiny picked her head up from her father's shoulder and saw what was causing it.
A monstrous AT-AT walker loomed behind them, gaining ground on them quickly. The gun turrets tracked them, slowly turning towards Destiny and her father.
Suddenly Daddy stopped to face the AT-AT. His face mere centimeters away, he whispered, "I love you Destiny. Never forget that," and placed her on the ground.
"Daddy!" she howled, tugging at his sleeve.
He turned toward her, his blue eyes full of fire. "Destiny, run!" he commanded. Frightened, she did so.
Destiny heard the first shot fire, and turned around to face her father. Her father had out his lightsaber, glowing a fierce but pitiable green compared to the monstrous AT-AT. The AT-AT fired, and Daddy deflected the shot away with his lightsaber.
Suddenly, Destiny felt herself being lifted up in the air. A cold, white- armored arm snaked around her waist. She screamed and kicked to no avail.
She saw Daddy turn toward her. His jaw set and his eyes glaring, he braced one foot and threw his lightsaber toward Destiny and the stormtrooper.
The stormtrooper, coward that he was, dropped Destiny and began to run. The blade sliced through his mid-section, and the stormtrooper dropped to the ground.
Destiny looked back at her father, and saw the AT-AT swivel it's guns toward him once again. Instead of turning around to defend himself, he simply sadly looked at Destiny.
And suddenly was cut down by a bright green beam.
"DADDY!"
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"DADDY!"
Destiny Solo sat up straight in her bed, sweat pouring down her face. Her father, Han Solo, burst in the door and ran to her side.
"What, what?" he yelled. Destiny looked around her room, not realizing why she had even screamed. She looked at her father, who had both arms gripping hers, mere centimeters from her face. His brown eyes were looking at hers with concern.
Brown eyes.
Not blue like hers.
Blue like the man in the dream.
Suddenly everything came rushing back to her. The dream, the battle, and the man she called Daddy all filled her mind. For some unknown reason, she began crying, feeling an immense sense of loss.
Leia Solo walked into the room, rubbing her eyes. "What happened?" she asked.
Destiny tried to calm herself, breathing slower. "I - I had a nightmare," she said.
She felt so foolish now. She was sixteen years old, for goodness sakes, not three.
You were three when it happened.
What was she thinking? Three when what happened?
She realized her mother and father were still looking at her, waiting for her to continue. "What happened?" her mother asked again.
"Well," she began slowly. "There was a battle. This - this man picked me up and saved me. He was a Jedi Knight - it was so silly. He -"
"He was what?" her mother broke in suddenly.
"A Jedi Knight. I know because he had a lightsaber," she said, and then looked at her mother. She was pale as a sheet, and she was trembling slightly. "What's wrong?" Destiny asked.
"N - Nothing," her mother answered. "You have school tomorrow, get back to bed," and walked out of the room.
Her father simply looked at her sadly. "Sorry you had such a horrible nightmare, Kid," he said. Then he looked at the chrono on the wall. "Got an early day tomorrow. Goodnight sweetheart," he said, and kissed her on the forehead.
Destiny lay back on her bed once her father walked out of the door and stared at the ceiling. What had gotten her mother so upset?
The memory of the Jedi Knight with her eyes would not leave her mind. Who was he?
Daddy.
No, she told herself firmly. She was the daughter of Han Solo and Leia Organa, not some Jedi Knight. The Jedi had been extinct since the evil Imperial Order had wiped them out. None had existed during her lifetime even.
She sighed. Too much Galactic History class most likely.
Speaking of school, she thought to herself, I need to go back to sleep.
She rolled over and fell asleep, but the blue-eyed Jedi Knight haunted her thoughts for the rest of the night.
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Chapter 1
Destiny looked at the battle waging around her. She was frightened. Where was mommy? Where was daddy?
People were screaming. She knew people all around her were dying. She wanted daddy or mommy to pick her up and take her away from this bad place.
Suddenly daddy appeared, swooping his daughter up and running. "Daddy!" Destiny cried, her eyes filled with tears. "Where's mommy?"
Daddy stopped in his tracks. His bright blue eyes stared at his little girl's equally blue ones for a second and Destiny saw tears in his eyes. "Mommy is gone," he choked out and then hugged Destiny so tight she could barely breathe.
Destiny was young, but she was old enough to understand what death meant. Mommy was gone, forever. She wouldn't read Destiny any more bedtime stories, or let Destiny crawl into her and Daddy's bed when she was scared of the dark. "Mommy!" she screamed.
Daddy's head suddenly shot up. "We have to get out of here Destiny," he said. He began running with her in his arms again. She simply continued to cry for her mommy.
The ground began thudding. Destiny picked her head up from her father's shoulder and saw what was causing it.
A monstrous AT-AT walker loomed behind them, gaining ground on them quickly. The gun turrets tracked them, slowly turning towards Destiny and her father.
Suddenly Daddy stopped to face the AT-AT. His face mere centimeters away, he whispered, "I love you Destiny. Never forget that," and placed her on the ground.
"Daddy!" she howled, tugging at his sleeve.
He turned toward her, his blue eyes full of fire. "Destiny, run!" he commanded. Frightened, she did so.
Destiny heard the first shot fire, and turned around to face her father. Her father had out his lightsaber, glowing a fierce but pitiable green compared to the monstrous AT-AT. The AT-AT fired, and Daddy deflected the shot away with his lightsaber.
Suddenly, Destiny felt herself being lifted up in the air. A cold, white- armored arm snaked around her waist. She screamed and kicked to no avail.
She saw Daddy turn toward her. His jaw set and his eyes glaring, he braced one foot and threw his lightsaber toward Destiny and the stormtrooper.
The stormtrooper, coward that he was, dropped Destiny and began to run. The blade sliced through his mid-section, and the stormtrooper dropped to the ground.
Destiny looked back at her father, and saw the AT-AT swivel it's guns toward him once again. Instead of turning around to defend himself, he simply sadly looked at Destiny.
And suddenly was cut down by a bright green beam.
"DADDY!"
* * *
"DADDY!"
Destiny Solo sat up straight in her bed, sweat pouring down her face. Her father, Han Solo, burst in the door and ran to her side.
"What, what?" he yelled. Destiny looked around her room, not realizing why she had even screamed. She looked at her father, who had both arms gripping hers, mere centimeters from her face. His brown eyes were looking at hers with concern.
Brown eyes.
Not blue like hers.
Blue like the man in the dream.
Suddenly everything came rushing back to her. The dream, the battle, and the man she called Daddy all filled her mind. For some unknown reason, she began crying, feeling an immense sense of loss.
Leia Solo walked into the room, rubbing her eyes. "What happened?" she asked.
Destiny tried to calm herself, breathing slower. "I - I had a nightmare," she said.
She felt so foolish now. She was sixteen years old, for goodness sakes, not three.
You were three when it happened.
What was she thinking? Three when what happened?
She realized her mother and father were still looking at her, waiting for her to continue. "What happened?" her mother asked again.
"Well," she began slowly. "There was a battle. This - this man picked me up and saved me. He was a Jedi Knight - it was so silly. He -"
"He was what?" her mother broke in suddenly.
"A Jedi Knight. I know because he had a lightsaber," she said, and then looked at her mother. She was pale as a sheet, and she was trembling slightly. "What's wrong?" Destiny asked.
"N - Nothing," her mother answered. "You have school tomorrow, get back to bed," and walked out of the room.
Her father simply looked at her sadly. "Sorry you had such a horrible nightmare, Kid," he said. Then he looked at the chrono on the wall. "Got an early day tomorrow. Goodnight sweetheart," he said, and kissed her on the forehead.
Destiny lay back on her bed once her father walked out of the door and stared at the ceiling. What had gotten her mother so upset?
The memory of the Jedi Knight with her eyes would not leave her mind. Who was he?
Daddy.
No, she told herself firmly. She was the daughter of Han Solo and Leia Organa, not some Jedi Knight. The Jedi had been extinct since the evil Imperial Order had wiped them out. None had existed during her lifetime even.
She sighed. Too much Galactic History class most likely.
Speaking of school, she thought to herself, I need to go back to sleep.
She rolled over and fell asleep, but the blue-eyed Jedi Knight haunted her thoughts for the rest of the night.