Title: The Purge
Author: ewan's girl
Summary: 3 years after episode III, the Jedi are fugitives throughout the galaxy running for their lives.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Star Wars universe, I make no money on any of my stories.
*Author's note: I'm sorry to anyone who has enjoyed 'Children of the Sith' I have had to take a break from that story due to serious writers block caused by the death of my muse on that story. I hope you enjoy this one as well.
Chapter I:
'It's been 3 years. 3 long years since the fall of the Republic, since the rise of the darkside. 3 years since the purge began, since we've been forced to run for our lives. 3 years since my apprentice died, his signature in the force went from a brilliant white light, to a dark and errie presence. 3 years since a small band of people started a rebellian against the Empire headed up by Bail Organa, the king of Alderaan. The rebel alliance is seconded by Padme Amidala-Skywalker. From the moment I met Padme I knew she was strong, I now fully realize just how strong she really is. Six months after her husbands' death she gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl...Luke and Leia. When the twins were born I was amazed, not surprised, but amazed how strong they were with the force especially the boy. I knew that if the Emperor knew Anakin had any offspring they would be considered a threat and would be hunted down. I knew I could not let that happen, so I had to plead with their mother to send the boy to the one place Vader vowed never to return to....Tatooine.
The strong woman broke down in tears as she held her son for the last time. She gave him a necklace that Anakin had made for her years ago that she always held close to her heart.
While the boy grew up under the harsh suns of Tatooine, his sister (who possessed her mother's beauty) grew up with her mother on Alderaan. She was not as strong in the force as her brother, but possessed intelligence beyond her years (and an attitude that was undeniably a cross between mother and father).
The Jedi were all but extinct, the temple had been burned to the ground. The remaining few of us were fugitives in the galaxy. Hunted down one by one. We've become nomads, never staying in one place long enough to be discovered. The Rebels always offered us a place to stay, but we never stayed more than a few weeks at a time, therefore never making anywhere our home.
Master Yoda, finally tired of running returned to his home planet in the Degobah system. The last remaining counsel member kept in contact with the rest of us whenever possible. Only two other masters survived, Siri Tachi and myself, Obi Wan Kenobi. We were forced to lead the pathetic number of Jedi left. Ten Jedi knights (who were made knights prematurely due to necessity), and a handful of young initiates that were taken on as padawans made up the last of the order.
Everything has changed during these 3 years, parents of force sensitive children fear the Empire and therefore won't give their children to the Jedi. The people of the Republic live in constant fear of an evil man and his quest for power, and his army led by a dark and powerful sith lord. Senators who loved the government now fight against it. And the once revered guardians of the Republic are nothing more than criminals all with a small fortune priced on their heads. Everything has changed in these 3 years in order to adapt...even the Jedi code.'
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He awoke with a start. Tired, blood shot blue/grey eyes tried to focus in the darkness. His visions were becoming more and more intense everyday that went by. He generally saw them when he was asleep, but now his visions were haunting him during waking hours as well. He pondered what he saw, trying to make sense of them. He always saw a man dressed in black; that same man had been haunting his dreams for years now, but what worried him was he witnessed a woman being brutally murdered. He knew the woman was important to him, he just never saw her face, so had no idea who she was exactly.
"Don't center on your anxieties." He could still hear his late mentor's words ringing in his years.
Obi Wan Kenobi ran his calloused fingers through his sweat soaked hair. He felt exausted. He was hoping that since the Jedi had stopped on the planet of Alderaan to get a few weeks of rest, and that he finally had a comfortable sleep couch that he'd finally be able to get some sleep...any sleep, he was wrong. He heard a soft sigh coming from the bundle sleeping next to him. Obi Wan looked down at the sleeping form of Siri Tachi. Siri, sensing Obi Wan's discomfort rolled closer to him. Obi Wan wrapped his arms around her and kissed her bare shoulder. The Jedi code used to forbid such attachments, but the two masters felt that their relationship was all that gave them happiness in these troubled times, they also rationalized it by claiming they were going to help rebuild the Jedi order.
Siri intertwined her fingers with his and sent comforting waves through the force. Obi Wan put up mental shields, not wanting to bother Siri with his visions, but also blocking out her comforting waves because he felt he didn't deserve any comfort from anyone.
He kissed her shoulder one more time and slowly rose out of bed, pulled on his pants and walked out of the room. Siri watched as her companion left her alone in bed yet again.
Obi Wan walked into the kitchen and opened a small cabinet and pulled out a bottle filled with a deep blue liquid, he then filled a small glass and quickly swallowed the liquor. He groaned as it burned his throat.
"Isn't it a little too early too be drinking?" A soft, femine voice asked.
Obi Wan poured another shot and quickly devoured it. "Never too early these days." He grumbled. He looked over at the woman sitting at the table with a small child asleep on her lap. "Why are you up so early?" He asked Padme.
"Leia has a cold, she's been up all night." Padme sighed, taking a sip of jawa juice.
"Anything serious?" Obi Wan asked, concerned.
Padme smiled at Obi Wan's overprotectivness of her children. "No, just a cold."
Obi Wan reached down and scooped the child into his arms and sat at the table next to Padme. "I'm already awake, you go get some sleep. I'll take care of her."
Padme yawned. "Ben, what would I ever do without you?"
"Well, for one thing you wouldn't have to live in fear of Imperial troops as much." He stated, half joking.
"Oh yes, because one of the leaders of the Rebel Alliance never has to run from Imperial troops." Padme joked back. She then got up and put her mug in the sink. "So tell me, why don't you sleep anymore master Kenobi?"
"No reason."
Padme gave him a look that showed she didn't believe him. A look he had come to know all too well from his friend.
"I keep having visions." He finally stated.
Padme grew concerned, the last time Obi Wan had a vision was right after the twins were born and he had a vision of the Jedi temple on fire. "What is the vision of?"
"I see a woman killed before my very eyes, then I find myself all alone walking through a desert." Obi Wan had no problems confiding in Padme, the two had grown very close during the nine months he had watched over her while she was pregnant.
"Have you told any of this to Siri?" Padme asked, very concerned of the vision.
"No, I don't want to worry her."
"Do you think the woman is Siri?"
"It's the only logical explanation, because if I lose Siri, then I truly will be alone." He dropped his gaze to the table.
Padme looked at him, she felt sorry for him. She noticed how tired he looked, how the stress of everything had taken it's toll on him physically. His long ginger hair was begining to turn white, his face seemed to be in a permanent frown. She remember how he looked when she first laid eyes on him, when he was but 25 and she was 14. How handsome he was then, what a crush she had on him. She smiled at the memory. She then looked at his left hand and the silver binding ring he had made for himself to match the one he gave Siri a few months ago, she felt a small ping of jealousy rise inside of her. 'Leave it to me to marry the bad Jedi.' She thought to herself.
Obi Wan sensed the worry emulating off his friend, he pushed his own concern to the back of his mind. "Enough about this, you need your beauty sleep m'lady."
"Do I look that bad?" She asked, yawning.
"Oh yes, just awful." He teased.
"Well, you're one to talk with those dark circles under your eyes, you're starting to look like an old man." She teased back.
Obi Wan chuckled and Padme went to bed. Obi Wan then found himself sitting alone with the sleeping toddler. He carried her out to the couch, laid her down and covered her with a blanket. He then turned on the hollovid to watch the news. The Courascant morning news was on due to the time difference on Courascant from Alderaan. Obi Wan crossed his legs in a meditative stance and tried to at least rest his body, since he couldn't rest his mind.
As the reporter went over the morning sky traffic on Courascant Obi Wan sensed movement beside him. He looked over and noticed two large, brown eyes blinking at him. Obi Wan smiled at the small child who when she realized who she was with gave a huge grin back.
"Hey wee one." Obi Wan leaned down close to the child and kissed her forehead. Leia's smile brightened and she grabbed his beard and kissed him on the nose. Obi Wan picked her up and held her on his lap.
"How are you feeling princess?" He inquired.
"All better. Can I play?"
"Are you certain?" He asked, cocking an eyebrow. Leia was famous for bending the truth to get what she wanted. Leia nodded vigorously. "You know you should be asleep." The Jedi reminded her, and Leia pouted. "Oh, alright you convinced me." He said, and Leia smiled again. "You know that pout is more powerful that any Jedi mind trick I've ever seen." He tickled her under her chin, and she dropped down to the floor and began to play with her toys.
Obi Wan left for a moment and returned with a cup of jawa juice for he was now feeling the effects of his earlier drinks. When he came back to the living room he found Leia standing right next to the hollovid, her hands on the screen.
"Leia?" Obi Wan had a tone in his voice that she shouldn't be doing that.
"Uncle Obi." The child exclaimed, pointing to the screen.
Obi Wan picked her up and looked at the screen. He saw his image staring back at him. He listened intently to the reporter.
"The Jedi are believed to be armed and dangerous. If you have any information on the whereabouts of Kenobi or any other Jedi please contact the nearest imperial headquarters. The Empire is offering a 1,000,000 Republic credits reward for the capture of Kenobi."
Obi Wan turned off the hollovid and carried Leia to her room.
"I'm very sorry wee one, but you must go to sleep now." He said, tucking her into her bed. "I have to go now."
"No, don't go." She pleaded.
"Hey, now I will always be there for you princess, but you won't need an old man like me."
"Yes huh." Leia argued. Obi Wan kissed the top of her head and left the young child to drift to sleep.
Obi Wan went back to his room where he left Siri alone an hour before. He quietly snuck in and saw she was still sleeping. He pulled on the rest of his clothes and his boots. He then grabbed a survival pack and hooked his light saber to his belt. He pulled up his hood and glanced back at Siri. It broke his heart to leave her, but he knew he had no choice. He silently made his way outside, to face his demons alone.
Author: ewan's girl
Summary: 3 years after episode III, the Jedi are fugitives throughout the galaxy running for their lives.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Star Wars universe, I make no money on any of my stories.
*Author's note: I'm sorry to anyone who has enjoyed 'Children of the Sith' I have had to take a break from that story due to serious writers block caused by the death of my muse on that story. I hope you enjoy this one as well.
Chapter I:
'It's been 3 years. 3 long years since the fall of the Republic, since the rise of the darkside. 3 years since the purge began, since we've been forced to run for our lives. 3 years since my apprentice died, his signature in the force went from a brilliant white light, to a dark and errie presence. 3 years since a small band of people started a rebellian against the Empire headed up by Bail Organa, the king of Alderaan. The rebel alliance is seconded by Padme Amidala-Skywalker. From the moment I met Padme I knew she was strong, I now fully realize just how strong she really is. Six months after her husbands' death she gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl...Luke and Leia. When the twins were born I was amazed, not surprised, but amazed how strong they were with the force especially the boy. I knew that if the Emperor knew Anakin had any offspring they would be considered a threat and would be hunted down. I knew I could not let that happen, so I had to plead with their mother to send the boy to the one place Vader vowed never to return to....Tatooine.
The strong woman broke down in tears as she held her son for the last time. She gave him a necklace that Anakin had made for her years ago that she always held close to her heart.
While the boy grew up under the harsh suns of Tatooine, his sister (who possessed her mother's beauty) grew up with her mother on Alderaan. She was not as strong in the force as her brother, but possessed intelligence beyond her years (and an attitude that was undeniably a cross between mother and father).
The Jedi were all but extinct, the temple had been burned to the ground. The remaining few of us were fugitives in the galaxy. Hunted down one by one. We've become nomads, never staying in one place long enough to be discovered. The Rebels always offered us a place to stay, but we never stayed more than a few weeks at a time, therefore never making anywhere our home.
Master Yoda, finally tired of running returned to his home planet in the Degobah system. The last remaining counsel member kept in contact with the rest of us whenever possible. Only two other masters survived, Siri Tachi and myself, Obi Wan Kenobi. We were forced to lead the pathetic number of Jedi left. Ten Jedi knights (who were made knights prematurely due to necessity), and a handful of young initiates that were taken on as padawans made up the last of the order.
Everything has changed during these 3 years, parents of force sensitive children fear the Empire and therefore won't give their children to the Jedi. The people of the Republic live in constant fear of an evil man and his quest for power, and his army led by a dark and powerful sith lord. Senators who loved the government now fight against it. And the once revered guardians of the Republic are nothing more than criminals all with a small fortune priced on their heads. Everything has changed in these 3 years in order to adapt...even the Jedi code.'
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He awoke with a start. Tired, blood shot blue/grey eyes tried to focus in the darkness. His visions were becoming more and more intense everyday that went by. He generally saw them when he was asleep, but now his visions were haunting him during waking hours as well. He pondered what he saw, trying to make sense of them. He always saw a man dressed in black; that same man had been haunting his dreams for years now, but what worried him was he witnessed a woman being brutally murdered. He knew the woman was important to him, he just never saw her face, so had no idea who she was exactly.
"Don't center on your anxieties." He could still hear his late mentor's words ringing in his years.
Obi Wan Kenobi ran his calloused fingers through his sweat soaked hair. He felt exausted. He was hoping that since the Jedi had stopped on the planet of Alderaan to get a few weeks of rest, and that he finally had a comfortable sleep couch that he'd finally be able to get some sleep...any sleep, he was wrong. He heard a soft sigh coming from the bundle sleeping next to him. Obi Wan looked down at the sleeping form of Siri Tachi. Siri, sensing Obi Wan's discomfort rolled closer to him. Obi Wan wrapped his arms around her and kissed her bare shoulder. The Jedi code used to forbid such attachments, but the two masters felt that their relationship was all that gave them happiness in these troubled times, they also rationalized it by claiming they were going to help rebuild the Jedi order.
Siri intertwined her fingers with his and sent comforting waves through the force. Obi Wan put up mental shields, not wanting to bother Siri with his visions, but also blocking out her comforting waves because he felt he didn't deserve any comfort from anyone.
He kissed her shoulder one more time and slowly rose out of bed, pulled on his pants and walked out of the room. Siri watched as her companion left her alone in bed yet again.
Obi Wan walked into the kitchen and opened a small cabinet and pulled out a bottle filled with a deep blue liquid, he then filled a small glass and quickly swallowed the liquor. He groaned as it burned his throat.
"Isn't it a little too early too be drinking?" A soft, femine voice asked.
Obi Wan poured another shot and quickly devoured it. "Never too early these days." He grumbled. He looked over at the woman sitting at the table with a small child asleep on her lap. "Why are you up so early?" He asked Padme.
"Leia has a cold, she's been up all night." Padme sighed, taking a sip of jawa juice.
"Anything serious?" Obi Wan asked, concerned.
Padme smiled at Obi Wan's overprotectivness of her children. "No, just a cold."
Obi Wan reached down and scooped the child into his arms and sat at the table next to Padme. "I'm already awake, you go get some sleep. I'll take care of her."
Padme yawned. "Ben, what would I ever do without you?"
"Well, for one thing you wouldn't have to live in fear of Imperial troops as much." He stated, half joking.
"Oh yes, because one of the leaders of the Rebel Alliance never has to run from Imperial troops." Padme joked back. She then got up and put her mug in the sink. "So tell me, why don't you sleep anymore master Kenobi?"
"No reason."
Padme gave him a look that showed she didn't believe him. A look he had come to know all too well from his friend.
"I keep having visions." He finally stated.
Padme grew concerned, the last time Obi Wan had a vision was right after the twins were born and he had a vision of the Jedi temple on fire. "What is the vision of?"
"I see a woman killed before my very eyes, then I find myself all alone walking through a desert." Obi Wan had no problems confiding in Padme, the two had grown very close during the nine months he had watched over her while she was pregnant.
"Have you told any of this to Siri?" Padme asked, very concerned of the vision.
"No, I don't want to worry her."
"Do you think the woman is Siri?"
"It's the only logical explanation, because if I lose Siri, then I truly will be alone." He dropped his gaze to the table.
Padme looked at him, she felt sorry for him. She noticed how tired he looked, how the stress of everything had taken it's toll on him physically. His long ginger hair was begining to turn white, his face seemed to be in a permanent frown. She remember how he looked when she first laid eyes on him, when he was but 25 and she was 14. How handsome he was then, what a crush she had on him. She smiled at the memory. She then looked at his left hand and the silver binding ring he had made for himself to match the one he gave Siri a few months ago, she felt a small ping of jealousy rise inside of her. 'Leave it to me to marry the bad Jedi.' She thought to herself.
Obi Wan sensed the worry emulating off his friend, he pushed his own concern to the back of his mind. "Enough about this, you need your beauty sleep m'lady."
"Do I look that bad?" She asked, yawning.
"Oh yes, just awful." He teased.
"Well, you're one to talk with those dark circles under your eyes, you're starting to look like an old man." She teased back.
Obi Wan chuckled and Padme went to bed. Obi Wan then found himself sitting alone with the sleeping toddler. He carried her out to the couch, laid her down and covered her with a blanket. He then turned on the hollovid to watch the news. The Courascant morning news was on due to the time difference on Courascant from Alderaan. Obi Wan crossed his legs in a meditative stance and tried to at least rest his body, since he couldn't rest his mind.
As the reporter went over the morning sky traffic on Courascant Obi Wan sensed movement beside him. He looked over and noticed two large, brown eyes blinking at him. Obi Wan smiled at the small child who when she realized who she was with gave a huge grin back.
"Hey wee one." Obi Wan leaned down close to the child and kissed her forehead. Leia's smile brightened and she grabbed his beard and kissed him on the nose. Obi Wan picked her up and held her on his lap.
"How are you feeling princess?" He inquired.
"All better. Can I play?"
"Are you certain?" He asked, cocking an eyebrow. Leia was famous for bending the truth to get what she wanted. Leia nodded vigorously. "You know you should be asleep." The Jedi reminded her, and Leia pouted. "Oh, alright you convinced me." He said, and Leia smiled again. "You know that pout is more powerful that any Jedi mind trick I've ever seen." He tickled her under her chin, and she dropped down to the floor and began to play with her toys.
Obi Wan left for a moment and returned with a cup of jawa juice for he was now feeling the effects of his earlier drinks. When he came back to the living room he found Leia standing right next to the hollovid, her hands on the screen.
"Leia?" Obi Wan had a tone in his voice that she shouldn't be doing that.
"Uncle Obi." The child exclaimed, pointing to the screen.
Obi Wan picked her up and looked at the screen. He saw his image staring back at him. He listened intently to the reporter.
"The Jedi are believed to be armed and dangerous. If you have any information on the whereabouts of Kenobi or any other Jedi please contact the nearest imperial headquarters. The Empire is offering a 1,000,000 Republic credits reward for the capture of Kenobi."
Obi Wan turned off the hollovid and carried Leia to her room.
"I'm very sorry wee one, but you must go to sleep now." He said, tucking her into her bed. "I have to go now."
"No, don't go." She pleaded.
"Hey, now I will always be there for you princess, but you won't need an old man like me."
"Yes huh." Leia argued. Obi Wan kissed the top of her head and left the young child to drift to sleep.
Obi Wan went back to his room where he left Siri alone an hour before. He quietly snuck in and saw she was still sleeping. He pulled on the rest of his clothes and his boots. He then grabbed a survival pack and hooked his light saber to his belt. He pulled up his hood and glanced back at Siri. It broke his heart to leave her, but he knew he had no choice. He silently made his way outside, to face his demons alone.
