A/N: I do not own SW.


"YAHOO!" Fifteen year old Luke Skywalker grinned as he flew his T-16 over the rugged terrain of Tatooine's small canyons. His best friend, Biggs, was right beside him, smiling just as broadly as Luke was. The two came to Metta Drop they disappeared from sight.

Luke felt his spirits soar. He loved flying, which was no surprise. The expertise, ability, and skill of a pro-pilot ran strong in his blood and he knew it. Which was precisely why he had challenged Biggs. They were both exceptionally good pilots.

They raced alongside each other, dangerously close. The rock formations whizzed by, giving off a dizzying sensation but that didn't faze Luke. He kept right on going, not wanting to lose to Biggs.

The two T-16 Skyhoppers increased speed. Soon they came to a well

known location: Beggar's Canyon. Luke allowed a small smile and decided to pull off a stunt, just to impress Biggs. He and Biggs were coming to end of the canyon and that's when he did it. His smile faded when he realized he was in trouble. The T-16 crashed into the ground, however it did not throw Luke out of the small ship or kill him. The Skyhopper was damaged so much; repairing it was not possible.

Biggs brought his Skyhopper to a halt and flew back to where Luke had crashed. Luke was still in his seat, dazed from the shock and impact. Finally, he pulled himself together. "Uncle Owen isn't going to like this..." Luke muttered under his breath as he tried to pull himself out.

Biggs ran over to smoldering T-16. "Luke!" Worry filled Biggs he tried to see through the smoke if Luke was alright. He heard a cough and saw a hand reach out. He sighed in relief. "Luke! Are you alright?"

"Yeah I'm fine but I can't say the same for my T-16." Luke answered dryly. He coughed several times and Biggs brought him away from the wreck. "My uncle is gonna kill me!"

"You are one lucky guy." Biggs commented. "You got away without so much as a scratch!" Biggs couldn't wait to tell Deak, Windy, Cammie, and Fixer about this unfortunate yet awesome (in their minds) turn of events.

Luke smiled. He and Biggs were really good buddies. "So...I guess this means I won because I was ahead of you before I crashed."

"What?" Biggs shook his head. "I don't think so. We were neck and neck and I would've won had you not crashed." He smirked.

"Yeah right." Luke chuckled and gazed at the horizon. "I have to be home soon. Got room for me?"

"Yeah, come on." Biggs brushed his jet-black hair out of his eyes and the two friends walked over to the remaining Skyhopper.

Luke hid a smile. "Don't worry Biggs. Maybe next time you'll win."

Biggs laughed and shook his head. "You're funny, Luke. Real funny."

As they flew over the sandy landscape of Tatooine, they talked about the future. "When I turn 18, I'm sending in my application to the Imperial Academy." Biggs was saying. "I don't want to be stuck on this planet forever. How about you?"

"I don't want to either. I was planning on going to the Academy too. I haven't talked to my uncle about it yet. He's too concerned with harvesting season and all the work and chores I have to do. He doesn't like adventure. He doesn't like excitement. He's not like me at all." Luke answered grimly. "I'm more like my father."

Biggs already knew that Luke's father was dead or so he thought. "What was your old man like?"

Luke thought for a moment and then smiled faintly, recalling fond memories. "He was the best, Biggs. I wish you could've met him. He was the best pilot and Jedi in the galaxy. He grew up here too."

"The best, huh?"

"Yeah...the best."

FLASHBACK

Luke was two years old and he felt like he was actually flying. True he hadn't quite grasped the subject of what flying really was but it was a nice feeling he was enjoying at the moment. "Hang on!" His father, Anakin Skywalker, held him high above his head, running through the grassy landscape of Naboo. Anakin wore his Jedi tunic but his shirt was loose and hanging open slightly.

In the distance, Padme cradled Leia, singing to her.

Luke laughed as Anakin brought him swooping down and then Anakin lay down on the ground, holding Luke on his chest. "Did you like that? Huh?" Anakin grinned, seeming very happy to be a father. Luke was his son, a permanent part of him.

"Yes." The word came as a lisp. The two laughed. That was one of the most wonderful times of his life that Luke had ever experienced.

END OF FLASHBACK

Out of his daydream, Luke exited the small ship and said bye to Biggs. He turned to the homestead and squared his shoulders. 'Time to tell Uncle Owen.' He headed into the dining area where Beru was just setting out supper. Her hair was cut short and her eyes were still bright, showing optimism. Owen was seated already, looking more stern, telling Beru about an argument he had had with a farmer. "So I told him-Luke! Where've you been?" Owen eyed Luke's dirty appearance.

"Uh...Biggs and I were out flying around Beggar's Canyon." Luke answered.

"You shouldn't go there. It's dangerous." Owen said sternly.

Beru noticed a cut on his hand. "What happened?"

Luke followed her gaze and saw the cut he had received from climbing out of the T-16. "Oh, I kinda, um, crashed the Hopper and..." His voice kept going lower and lower.

"You what!" Owen frowned at him. "You almost killed yourself! I swear, I'll never understand what drives you young people to go so fast..." Owen himself had forgotten what it was like. He had no time for fun or some other form of entertainment.

Luke held his head down in shame as he seated himself at the table. "I'm sorry. I promise I won't do it again."

"How can you? You don't have your T-16 anymore!" Owen shook his head.

The three began to eat, Beru bringing up another topic of conversation. 'Oh well.' Luke thought. 'At least I have a toy version of the T-16...'

"Leia? Can you take me to the lake? Mom says I can't go without an adult and she and dad are sleeping right now." Eight year old Shaye asked fifteen year old Leia. They were eating lunch in the dining hall, which was empty of all other people at the moment. "I know you're not an adult but I know mom will trust you." The boy had short, spiked blonde hair and a familiar twinkle in his green eyes.

Leia smiled. "Sure." Her long brown hair was pulled back into a tight braid. She had learned much over the past years. Just like Luke, she had accepted her new life and had only lost memories of her past before Alderaan.

"Yes! Hurry and finish your food!" Shaye jumped up from his seat. "I'll be right back."

Leia nodded and continued to eat. Her mind was crammed with so much information to memorize. Taking a break would do her good.

"Leia!" Bail smiled and walked over to his "daughter". "Where are you off to, today?"

"Shaye and I are going to the lake for a bit."

"Did you finish your work?"

"Yes, father." Leia replied, sighing. "Don't worry. I know I'll do well on that test."

"I should hope so." Bail said.

"Mom? Dad?" Shaye called, walking into the small apartment that was apart of the Royal Mansion of the Organas mostly because Luraia had her duty to guide and help take care of Leia.

Jed groaned, feeling very tired from a lack of sleep. He had been feeling uneasy for the past couple of days. Something had been bothering him but he wouldn't tell anyone...yet. Beside him, Luraia opened her eyes. She was off duty at the time and decided to get some sleep as well. "Go see what he wants." Luraia murmured sleepily.

Jed sighed. "And you say I'm lazy..." He muttered and smirked. "I'll remember this!" He declared and entered the main room. "What is it?"

"Leia and I are going to the lake, okay?" Shaye said. "Is that okay?"

Jed nodded. "How long are you going to be?" He could sense Shaye's eagerness. Jed would have trained his son himself but it was too much of a risk. The Empire had grown and expanded across the galaxy. For the time being, Vader did not know of Jed or Ben. Or Yoda.

"An hour?" Shaye asked hopefully.

"And a half." Jed added. "Don't go too deep."

"I won't." Shaye left their home. Jed exhaled heavily. He wanted his son to have as much freedom and fun as he could. If the Empire grew stronger, such fun would not be possible.

"Hey look! The Arrandas are here!" Shaye waved to two young friends of his, Tash and Zak Arranda. They waved back and Leia and Shaye entered the water.

"So what do you want to be when you grow up?" Leia asked Shaye as they splashed around in the lake. Other families were visible along the man-made beach.

"I don't know." Shaye said thoughtfully. "Being a Jedi would be cool! But it isn't something I want to do."

"Why not?"

"I don't know. I just...don't think I'd be very good at it." Shaye answered glumly.

"Don't say that. You can be good at anything you want."

"Plus it's not my main interest."

"What is your main interest?"

"Well, I wanted to make the designs for starships." Shaye answered. "I like going to all the hangars in the city and watching starships landing. And my dad taught me stuff about his ship too."

"I can understand that." Leia said. The Force ran strong in her blood like Shaye but becoming a Jedi wasn't something she really wanted to become in life. She had other plans but she respected the fact that it was a part of her heritage. "Does Jed-your dad know?"

Shaye looked down at the water. "No because I don't want to hurt his feelings. He's a Jedi too."

"Well I think you should tell him how you feel. He won't be angry with you. Everyone is different and I know he'll support you in your decision." Leia splashed him a little.

Shaye beamed and splashed her back. "Thanks Leia."

Leia grinned. "Anytime."