Episode 3.5: The Birth of a Child
Part 2
Buffy never got much sleep, but not having any was wearing her down. As soon as they had felt the Force they had gone back downstairs and called up Xander and Anya. Xander had felt it also. Dawn came downstairs when she heard the commotion. They had to explain to Oz what they thought was happening. He was unsurprisingly pleasant and casual about it.
"So are you gonna go back to this planet?"
"That's the thing," Buffy started, gazing towards Obi Wan before addressing Oz again. "We aren't sure if it's wise, or even possible."
"The remaining knights have dispersed throughout the galaxy. It might be dangerous to contact them now." Obi Wan's brow crinkled the way it always did when he was thinking serious thoughts.
"The Empire?" They nodded.
"I wonder if she had a boy or a girl," Buffy pondered. "I wonder if it will have the power of Anakin? We did feel the ripple in the Force."
"May it not be so tempted," Obi Wan said darkly. Deep down inside he was the most hurt of all, he had been training Anakin for ten years and to be betrayed like that, without reason, he had been Obi Wan's one true friend in the world.Before Buffy. She smiled tiredly at him.
"I'm sure it won't be."
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Padme felt all alone in the world. Except for her two children. Yes. Two. Luke and Leia. Perfect little twins. The rested nearby in a pair of old old fashioned baby cradles. Most things on Alderaan were ancient. It was part of their passive culture. They drifted through space, a peaceful planet.
As she got up from the bed, slowly, she was still sore, she thought of Anakin. Where was he now? What was he doing? What was he feeling? She had seen what the dark side of the Force could do to a person but it was hard to picture that happening to her Ani.She had met him when he was barely ten years old and he had been the sweetest boy, but then he had turned into the most distraught and angry young man.
"Oh Ani," Padme moaned, picking up one of the children. The baby made a few small noises. "Luke," Padme said the name softly, as if it could comfort her. The blond infant looked up at her with startling blue eyes. He was perfect in her eyes. He had never cried. In the short amount of time she had known him he had never been anything but silent and observant. "A child of the Force. Ready to be a Jedi," Padme said bitterly. "Not you if I can help it. You'll stay far away from that as long as I'm alive." The Jedi had destroyed her life, ruined her hopes and dreams, but now they lay with these two children, may they grow up away from the reach of the Empire.
"Away, somewhere away," Padme rocked the child in her arms, a thought forming.
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It was nights like this that Anakin woke, and he remembered things. But they were like dreams to him. Dreams that he didn't want to remember. Dreams of another life, one where he was happy-no. He had never been happy. But he had been learning how to deal with his unhappiness.
He looked down at his metallic hand, the pale light of the triple moons of Geonosis glinting off it. How he hated it. Sometimes he felt that the cold metal was seeping elsewhere inside him, numbing him to the world. Darth Sidious had told him it would happen. He lay back down and closed his eyes.
"I am the power, I am the Force," The mantra had come to Anakin when he had first been thrust into the hands of the Dark side, but now it was his prayer. "I make my own destiny."
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"Unclear it is at the moment, soon, soon happen will things. Unfold will things." Yoda rocked back and forth in the stillness of his hut on Dagobah. Each day was a day for meditation and connection with the Force. The closer he became the more he could sense without ever having to leave the comforting forest. He was close to becoming part of the forest it seemed, the green of his skin matching the green dense swamp.
Part 2
Buffy never got much sleep, but not having any was wearing her down. As soon as they had felt the Force they had gone back downstairs and called up Xander and Anya. Xander had felt it also. Dawn came downstairs when she heard the commotion. They had to explain to Oz what they thought was happening. He was unsurprisingly pleasant and casual about it.
"So are you gonna go back to this planet?"
"That's the thing," Buffy started, gazing towards Obi Wan before addressing Oz again. "We aren't sure if it's wise, or even possible."
"The remaining knights have dispersed throughout the galaxy. It might be dangerous to contact them now." Obi Wan's brow crinkled the way it always did when he was thinking serious thoughts.
"The Empire?" They nodded.
"I wonder if she had a boy or a girl," Buffy pondered. "I wonder if it will have the power of Anakin? We did feel the ripple in the Force."
"May it not be so tempted," Obi Wan said darkly. Deep down inside he was the most hurt of all, he had been training Anakin for ten years and to be betrayed like that, without reason, he had been Obi Wan's one true friend in the world.Before Buffy. She smiled tiredly at him.
"I'm sure it won't be."
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Padme felt all alone in the world. Except for her two children. Yes. Two. Luke and Leia. Perfect little twins. The rested nearby in a pair of old old fashioned baby cradles. Most things on Alderaan were ancient. It was part of their passive culture. They drifted through space, a peaceful planet.
As she got up from the bed, slowly, she was still sore, she thought of Anakin. Where was he now? What was he doing? What was he feeling? She had seen what the dark side of the Force could do to a person but it was hard to picture that happening to her Ani.She had met him when he was barely ten years old and he had been the sweetest boy, but then he had turned into the most distraught and angry young man.
"Oh Ani," Padme moaned, picking up one of the children. The baby made a few small noises. "Luke," Padme said the name softly, as if it could comfort her. The blond infant looked up at her with startling blue eyes. He was perfect in her eyes. He had never cried. In the short amount of time she had known him he had never been anything but silent and observant. "A child of the Force. Ready to be a Jedi," Padme said bitterly. "Not you if I can help it. You'll stay far away from that as long as I'm alive." The Jedi had destroyed her life, ruined her hopes and dreams, but now they lay with these two children, may they grow up away from the reach of the Empire.
"Away, somewhere away," Padme rocked the child in her arms, a thought forming.
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It was nights like this that Anakin woke, and he remembered things. But they were like dreams to him. Dreams that he didn't want to remember. Dreams of another life, one where he was happy-no. He had never been happy. But he had been learning how to deal with his unhappiness.
He looked down at his metallic hand, the pale light of the triple moons of Geonosis glinting off it. How he hated it. Sometimes he felt that the cold metal was seeping elsewhere inside him, numbing him to the world. Darth Sidious had told him it would happen. He lay back down and closed his eyes.
"I am the power, I am the Force," The mantra had come to Anakin when he had first been thrust into the hands of the Dark side, but now it was his prayer. "I make my own destiny."
****************************************************************************
"Unclear it is at the moment, soon, soon happen will things. Unfold will things." Yoda rocked back and forth in the stillness of his hut on Dagobah. Each day was a day for meditation and connection with the Force. The closer he became the more he could sense without ever having to leave the comforting forest. He was close to becoming part of the forest it seemed, the green of his skin matching the green dense swamp.