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Prologue: Cloning

"The cloning tank is ready Lord Vader." Darth Vader turned his helmeted face to the young subaltern and motioned for her to go. After the room was clear, Vader examined the two vials in his hand. One contained the hair of his long-dead wife, Padme Amidala, the other contained his own blood. Carefully, he tipped both vials into the DNA replication template and set the machine to produce a natural growth clone. He briefly thought of his other children, hidden away from him on distant planets. If both of them still, lived they would be about ten. He felt a flash in the Force.

"Grow, my daughter, you will be needed one day." As he turned away he felt the beginning pulse of the Force in his child push against him and acknowledge him as the child who bore its father.

Nine months later.

Lord Vader looked at his daugter as she curled up against the wet nurse. She was a beautiful child and would grow to resemble Padme as she got older. After the child finished nursing, he reclaimed her from the nurse. "There are great things in store for you, my child, my Angharad Amidala." He spoke her name in a quiet whisper.