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Prologue: In the Council chambers 18 years before the attack on Naboo (TPM) Sitting in the Council chambers was Yoda, Ki-Adi Mundi, Mace Windu, Yaddle, Yarael Poof, Depa Billiba and Adi-Gallia. Of the seven, only Yoda, Yaddle, Yarael and Mace were Council members. All seven Jedi were good friends of Sanyoa and Dralu Boshyni. Yoda and the others had agreed that the couple could hold their gathering in the Council's room. Yaddle, Dralu's previous master, had a small expression of worry plastered on her face. After another minute or two of waiting, Dralu and Sanyoa walked through the metal doors.
Dralu was a good-sized 5'10" and his wife was a petite 5'1". Just by looking at Sanyoa, one could tell fear wasn't a word in her vocabulary. Though her small form would hint that she was weak, it was in fact the opposite. In hand-to-hand combat, the woman could challenge many Jedi Knights and a few Jedi Masters, though she wasn't a Jedi. Sanyoa's face almost always had an expression of bravery, vigor, and compassion. Her husband was very similar. Dralu was an extraordinary Jedi. He took the trials at age 21 and shortly after, became a Jedi Master at the age of 26. The only major mistake the Jedi had made was falling in love with a beautiful dancer a few months after he turned 24. Two years later, upon rising to the position of Jedi Master, he married the woman. Now he faced a new problem. Sanyoa had a dark secret. Her secret was that she was the daughter of Darth Sidious. In an effort to protect her father, Sanyoa never revealed that she was the daughter of a Sith. It wasn't very difficult to keep this a secret because Sidious and Sanyoa no longer spoke to each other due to her involvement with the Jedi. Sanyoa swore her husband to secrecy a year after their marriage and told him the secret of her family. Darth Sidious found out that his daughter had revealed who he was to her husband and began sending assassins after Dralu. Knowing the danger this put them in, the Council decided that Dralu Boshyni would not be able to take on a Padawan learner until the attacks ceased. Dralu had recently begun looking around the initiate classes to find a Padawan. The couple thought that they could take on whatever the Sith threw at them but they were wrong. When Sanyoa was 28, and Dralu 30, a problem occurred that they weren't prepared for. Even worse, this problem was a wonderful blessing. So Dralu made the most difficult decision he had ever made. Only Sanyoa knew his plan and that this meeting was not an actual discussion, but a chance to say good-bye. Sanyoa's usually smiling face carried a grim look as she and her expressionless husband greeted their friends.
Standing up, Mace went to greet his best friends, saying, "Hello Dralu, hello Sanyoa, I hope all is well." Taking a quick glance at Sanyoa, Mace knew something had to be wrong. "I wish I could say that was true Mace, I really do." Mace frowned and sat back down. Sanyoa took a seat next to Yoda and Adi Gallia, her closest friends aside from Mace. Adi-Gallia, Depa Billaba, Mace Windu, Yoda, Ki- Adi Mundi and Dralu had instantly formed a tight bond. The age differences did not hinder this.
"A problem, have you?" Yoda asked. Glancing at each of the lovers, Yoda could already sense what was going to happen, but said nothing.
"Yes Yoda, I'm afraid we do." Dralu sat next to Mace and Ki-Adi Mundi. Ki- Adi and Dralu had always been good friends, ever since his first few years as an initiate. Dralu felt Depa's concerned gaze and sent a comforting glance her way. Depa and Dralu had a strong connection. The two beings were kindred spirits. Dralu continued.
"As you all know the Sith attacks have been getting worse and it is becoming more difficult to respond quickly enough with each assault. An even bigger problem has now presented itself." Dralu paused and stole a glance at Yaddle. Yaddle was looking at Sanyoa. The other small Council member had accepted Sanyoa and she had earned Yaddle's respect very quickly. Yaddle had come to love Sanyoa as much as she loved her former Padawan.
Beside Yaddle sat Yarael Poof. Yarael looked questioningly at Dralu. Many nights Dralu and Yarael had talked about a variety of topics. For some reason, the personalities of the two had clicked right when Yaddle took Dralu as her Padawan learner and an instant bond had been formed. Then, simultaneously, Sanyoa and Dralu looked toward each other. Even though Sanyoa was Force-sensitive, she hadn't been trained. Sanyoa had a talent for many things regarding the mind but, aside from hand combat, she fell short of almost everything else.
Sensing her husband's uneasiness, she sent him a private message. Would you like me to continue?
Yes he replied telepathically.
Sanyoa cleared her throat and began. "The problem, and blessing at the same time, is that I am pregnant." The others had a somewhat shocked expression on their faces. "I found this out a little less than a month ago. I am due to have my baby in seven months, possibly longer. After weeks of discussion, Dralu and I came to a conclusion"." Sanyoa paused and looked to her husband. You should tell them, Dralu. It's important that they know how you feel. My feelings in the matter aren't as important to the Jedi Order.
Nodding, Dralu continued where his wife left off. "Our conclusion is that I must leave the Jedi Order. As reluctant I was to admit it has come to this, I know it has. My being here jeopardizes the Jedi even more. The Sith are concentrated on me right now, which could lead to disaster for the Jedi as a whole. Yet, more importantly, my child is at stake. I sense that he or she will be Force-sensitive and will make a great Jedi. Should the Sith realize I have a child they will try to capture him or her in hopes that he or she will join them. And I know that if we stay much longer the Sith will realize that Sanyoa is pregnant. After that there will be no escape. So we have come here to tell you that we leave in a week. We can't tell you where we are going or ever make contact with you. Sanyoa and I will start completely new lives with completely new identities we have already created. All I ask is that the Council does not add any indication that I have now joined 'The Lost Twenty', which would make it 'The Lost Twenty One'." Dralu saw the shocked expressions on his friends' faces, so he added some words of mild comfort. "I want you all to know something before you make any comments. I do this just as much for you as I do for Sanyoa, the baby, and myself." Silence was bestowed upon the room for five minutes. Finally, after two minutes of meditation and communication with the present Council members, Yoda spoke up.
"Comply with your request the Council will. The 'Lost Twenty One' it will not become until taken your last breath you have. Yet know one thing you must." Dralu glanced at his old friend. Yoda's normally blank face had a soft expression plastered on it. Looking around the room, Dralu saw that all of his friends did, even Adi Galla. Adi Galla usually displayed little or no emotion.
"What is that?"
"Miss you, we all will," Yoda said, looking sad and a bit forlorn.
Dralu stood and walked over to his friend. Yoda stood and Dralu bent down and hugged the old Jedi. Everyone in the room was surprised somewhat, except for Sanyoa. Dralu went back to his seat, trying his best to remain expressionless. A mist began to glaze over his eyes. Sanyoa knew her husband was having a difficult time, so she stood up and walked to the center of the room.
"We have two simple requests. First of all, should we be killed before our child is grown and somehow, by the grace of the Force, the child runs into one of you, I ask that you take him or her in as your own. I ask that you raise the child, teach it the correct path, and be his or her parents in our absence." Sanyoa's piercing green eyes met with everyone else's eyes and they all nodded their heads in agreement. She looked to her husband for approval. His brown eyes smiled approvingly. Sanyoa then continued.
"Secondly, we ask that should you ever come in contact with our son or daughter, that you will test him or her. I know I would be asking too much if I asked you to accept the child. But I do ask that the child be tested." Sanyoa knew that Yoda, being the head of the Council, could make the decision for the absent Council members. After a minute of conversing telepathically with the present Council members, Yoda looked to Sanyoa.
"Agree with your request we do. Test the child we will if come into contact we do." Sanyoa and Dralu shared a small smile. Getting up, Dralu went over to Depa Billiba and talked to his former master. The next three hours were filled with mixed conversations, laughter, and the occasional frown at the thought of never seeing one another again. The normal stiffness that some Jedi had when appearing before the Council was non-existent. At the present time, no one cared that five of the nine beings present weren't Council members, but were sitting in the Council's chairs. Each person's soul had a battle raging inside. The battle was between joy and sorrow.
One week later Sanyoa and Dralu were at a hidden hangar on the other side of Coruscant. All the necessary plans had been made. The word was out that Dralu was going on a dangerous mission that could take over a year and his wife was going on a vacation to keep her mind from worrying about her husband. The eight Jedi and the Force-sensitive woman knew that they would most likely never see each other again. Though many of the assembled Jedi weren't very emotional, everyone fought back the urge to let a tear or two trickle down. After the last good-bye was said and the 'May the Force be with you' blessing had been given by each individual, the two lovers set off for their new lives. Only in the safety of the cockpit did Sanyoa let the tears fall as her husband embraced her. Dralu knew he had to be strong and give Sanyoa support.
"For the Jedi, for us, for our child," Sanyoa stated simply, finally looking into her husband's eyes.
"For the Jedi, for us, for her," Dralu said, now confident their baby was a girl after sensing her presence through The Force.
"For her," Sanyoa agreed.
As the ship took off and flew into one of the traffic lanes that lead to outer space and the couple's new lives, the traffic control hailed them.
"State who you are and why you're traveling." The hail was a common one, especially for an unmarked ship like theirs.
Turning on their half of the comm, Dralu replied, "This is Pranu and Akbura Ustok. We are returning home from our vacation on Coruscant."
"Where are you headed," came the monotone voice. 'Pranu' grasped his wife's hand and squeezed it lovingly to offer support.
"Tattoine. We are headed home to Tattoine."
Prologue: In the Council chambers 18 years before the attack on Naboo (TPM) Sitting in the Council chambers was Yoda, Ki-Adi Mundi, Mace Windu, Yaddle, Yarael Poof, Depa Billiba and Adi-Gallia. Of the seven, only Yoda, Yaddle, Yarael and Mace were Council members. All seven Jedi were good friends of Sanyoa and Dralu Boshyni. Yoda and the others had agreed that the couple could hold their gathering in the Council's room. Yaddle, Dralu's previous master, had a small expression of worry plastered on her face. After another minute or two of waiting, Dralu and Sanyoa walked through the metal doors.
Dralu was a good-sized 5'10" and his wife was a petite 5'1". Just by looking at Sanyoa, one could tell fear wasn't a word in her vocabulary. Though her small form would hint that she was weak, it was in fact the opposite. In hand-to-hand combat, the woman could challenge many Jedi Knights and a few Jedi Masters, though she wasn't a Jedi. Sanyoa's face almost always had an expression of bravery, vigor, and compassion. Her husband was very similar. Dralu was an extraordinary Jedi. He took the trials at age 21 and shortly after, became a Jedi Master at the age of 26. The only major mistake the Jedi had made was falling in love with a beautiful dancer a few months after he turned 24. Two years later, upon rising to the position of Jedi Master, he married the woman. Now he faced a new problem. Sanyoa had a dark secret. Her secret was that she was the daughter of Darth Sidious. In an effort to protect her father, Sanyoa never revealed that she was the daughter of a Sith. It wasn't very difficult to keep this a secret because Sidious and Sanyoa no longer spoke to each other due to her involvement with the Jedi. Sanyoa swore her husband to secrecy a year after their marriage and told him the secret of her family. Darth Sidious found out that his daughter had revealed who he was to her husband and began sending assassins after Dralu. Knowing the danger this put them in, the Council decided that Dralu Boshyni would not be able to take on a Padawan learner until the attacks ceased. Dralu had recently begun looking around the initiate classes to find a Padawan. The couple thought that they could take on whatever the Sith threw at them but they were wrong. When Sanyoa was 28, and Dralu 30, a problem occurred that they weren't prepared for. Even worse, this problem was a wonderful blessing. So Dralu made the most difficult decision he had ever made. Only Sanyoa knew his plan and that this meeting was not an actual discussion, but a chance to say good-bye. Sanyoa's usually smiling face carried a grim look as she and her expressionless husband greeted their friends.
Standing up, Mace went to greet his best friends, saying, "Hello Dralu, hello Sanyoa, I hope all is well." Taking a quick glance at Sanyoa, Mace knew something had to be wrong. "I wish I could say that was true Mace, I really do." Mace frowned and sat back down. Sanyoa took a seat next to Yoda and Adi Gallia, her closest friends aside from Mace. Adi-Gallia, Depa Billaba, Mace Windu, Yoda, Ki- Adi Mundi and Dralu had instantly formed a tight bond. The age differences did not hinder this.
"A problem, have you?" Yoda asked. Glancing at each of the lovers, Yoda could already sense what was going to happen, but said nothing.
"Yes Yoda, I'm afraid we do." Dralu sat next to Mace and Ki-Adi Mundi. Ki- Adi and Dralu had always been good friends, ever since his first few years as an initiate. Dralu felt Depa's concerned gaze and sent a comforting glance her way. Depa and Dralu had a strong connection. The two beings were kindred spirits. Dralu continued.
"As you all know the Sith attacks have been getting worse and it is becoming more difficult to respond quickly enough with each assault. An even bigger problem has now presented itself." Dralu paused and stole a glance at Yaddle. Yaddle was looking at Sanyoa. The other small Council member had accepted Sanyoa and she had earned Yaddle's respect very quickly. Yaddle had come to love Sanyoa as much as she loved her former Padawan.
Beside Yaddle sat Yarael Poof. Yarael looked questioningly at Dralu. Many nights Dralu and Yarael had talked about a variety of topics. For some reason, the personalities of the two had clicked right when Yaddle took Dralu as her Padawan learner and an instant bond had been formed. Then, simultaneously, Sanyoa and Dralu looked toward each other. Even though Sanyoa was Force-sensitive, she hadn't been trained. Sanyoa had a talent for many things regarding the mind but, aside from hand combat, she fell short of almost everything else.
Sensing her husband's uneasiness, she sent him a private message. Would you like me to continue?
Yes he replied telepathically.
Sanyoa cleared her throat and began. "The problem, and blessing at the same time, is that I am pregnant." The others had a somewhat shocked expression on their faces. "I found this out a little less than a month ago. I am due to have my baby in seven months, possibly longer. After weeks of discussion, Dralu and I came to a conclusion"." Sanyoa paused and looked to her husband. You should tell them, Dralu. It's important that they know how you feel. My feelings in the matter aren't as important to the Jedi Order.
Nodding, Dralu continued where his wife left off. "Our conclusion is that I must leave the Jedi Order. As reluctant I was to admit it has come to this, I know it has. My being here jeopardizes the Jedi even more. The Sith are concentrated on me right now, which could lead to disaster for the Jedi as a whole. Yet, more importantly, my child is at stake. I sense that he or she will be Force-sensitive and will make a great Jedi. Should the Sith realize I have a child they will try to capture him or her in hopes that he or she will join them. And I know that if we stay much longer the Sith will realize that Sanyoa is pregnant. After that there will be no escape. So we have come here to tell you that we leave in a week. We can't tell you where we are going or ever make contact with you. Sanyoa and I will start completely new lives with completely new identities we have already created. All I ask is that the Council does not add any indication that I have now joined 'The Lost Twenty', which would make it 'The Lost Twenty One'." Dralu saw the shocked expressions on his friends' faces, so he added some words of mild comfort. "I want you all to know something before you make any comments. I do this just as much for you as I do for Sanyoa, the baby, and myself." Silence was bestowed upon the room for five minutes. Finally, after two minutes of meditation and communication with the present Council members, Yoda spoke up.
"Comply with your request the Council will. The 'Lost Twenty One' it will not become until taken your last breath you have. Yet know one thing you must." Dralu glanced at his old friend. Yoda's normally blank face had a soft expression plastered on it. Looking around the room, Dralu saw that all of his friends did, even Adi Galla. Adi Galla usually displayed little or no emotion.
"What is that?"
"Miss you, we all will," Yoda said, looking sad and a bit forlorn.
Dralu stood and walked over to his friend. Yoda stood and Dralu bent down and hugged the old Jedi. Everyone in the room was surprised somewhat, except for Sanyoa. Dralu went back to his seat, trying his best to remain expressionless. A mist began to glaze over his eyes. Sanyoa knew her husband was having a difficult time, so she stood up and walked to the center of the room.
"We have two simple requests. First of all, should we be killed before our child is grown and somehow, by the grace of the Force, the child runs into one of you, I ask that you take him or her in as your own. I ask that you raise the child, teach it the correct path, and be his or her parents in our absence." Sanyoa's piercing green eyes met with everyone else's eyes and they all nodded their heads in agreement. She looked to her husband for approval. His brown eyes smiled approvingly. Sanyoa then continued.
"Secondly, we ask that should you ever come in contact with our son or daughter, that you will test him or her. I know I would be asking too much if I asked you to accept the child. But I do ask that the child be tested." Sanyoa knew that Yoda, being the head of the Council, could make the decision for the absent Council members. After a minute of conversing telepathically with the present Council members, Yoda looked to Sanyoa.
"Agree with your request we do. Test the child we will if come into contact we do." Sanyoa and Dralu shared a small smile. Getting up, Dralu went over to Depa Billiba and talked to his former master. The next three hours were filled with mixed conversations, laughter, and the occasional frown at the thought of never seeing one another again. The normal stiffness that some Jedi had when appearing before the Council was non-existent. At the present time, no one cared that five of the nine beings present weren't Council members, but were sitting in the Council's chairs. Each person's soul had a battle raging inside. The battle was between joy and sorrow.
One week later Sanyoa and Dralu were at a hidden hangar on the other side of Coruscant. All the necessary plans had been made. The word was out that Dralu was going on a dangerous mission that could take over a year and his wife was going on a vacation to keep her mind from worrying about her husband. The eight Jedi and the Force-sensitive woman knew that they would most likely never see each other again. Though many of the assembled Jedi weren't very emotional, everyone fought back the urge to let a tear or two trickle down. After the last good-bye was said and the 'May the Force be with you' blessing had been given by each individual, the two lovers set off for their new lives. Only in the safety of the cockpit did Sanyoa let the tears fall as her husband embraced her. Dralu knew he had to be strong and give Sanyoa support.
"For the Jedi, for us, for our child," Sanyoa stated simply, finally looking into her husband's eyes.
"For the Jedi, for us, for her," Dralu said, now confident their baby was a girl after sensing her presence through The Force.
"For her," Sanyoa agreed.
As the ship took off and flew into one of the traffic lanes that lead to outer space and the couple's new lives, the traffic control hailed them.
"State who you are and why you're traveling." The hail was a common one, especially for an unmarked ship like theirs.
Turning on their half of the comm, Dralu replied, "This is Pranu and Akbura Ustok. We are returning home from our vacation on Coruscant."
"Where are you headed," came the monotone voice. 'Pranu' grasped his wife's hand and squeezed it lovingly to offer support.
"Tattoine. We are headed home to Tattoine."