Disclaimer: Same as before. The recognizable characters do not belong to me. However, any unrecognizable characters, such as Nemesis, do belong to me.
Feedback is very appreciated although please make any criticism constructive
Note: If you haven't read part one, please do so before reading this part. Also, for those who may have been wondering, Nemesis was the Greek goddess of justice.
Thanks to those who reviewed the first part of this story. Oh, and a special thanks for pointing out my error in spelling Beru's name. J
Obi-Wan's Daughter-Part 2
It had only been a few months since Obi-Wan had settled into his new home with his daughter. Nemesis was nearly four months old. Despite the fact that Obi-Wan was adjusting to his new life, the months flew by rather quickly.
He smiled to himself. Of course he had adjusted to the planet's climate and his new way of life. That was simple, some of his training had centered on adaptation to climates. However, he had never gone through any training on how to raise a child.
Still, he even found that to be reasonably simple to adjust to. He and Nemesis did share a sort of bond. Before long he was able to sense what she needed weather it was a fresh diaper, food, attention, or something else.
He hadn't regretted keeping her with him for a moment. She couldn't walk or talk yet, but still she kept him company. When she was fussy he would rock her in his arms and tell her stories about the Jedi. It was almost as if he were keeping them alive by passing the information on to her. No, he never regretted keeping her near him.
Until that morning.
He had taken Nemesis and gone for supplies. He constantly used mind tricks, if necessary, to convince those he met that there was no baby with him. He had to protect her.
His final stop before returning home was a small cantina. He often stopped in, hiding himself in a dark corner booth, to listen to the Bounty Hunters and Smugglers talk. There was usually nothing that interested him. Now, however, the conversation of two ill-looking men interested him.
"What do you mean the Emperor and Lord Vader are looking for a baby?" The shorter man demanded. Obi-Wan froze. "They've hired Bounty hunters to find a baby? Don't make me laugh!"
"And why is this so funny?" The other asked calmly.
"Well, for one thing, if they want a kid, there are plenty in orphanages all over the galaxy."
"Yes, true. But they are searching for one specific baby."
"So? That brings me to another point. How hard is it to capture a baby? What is it going to do, drool on them?" He took a long drink.
His friend smiled. "This baby just so happens to be the daughter of two Jedi." The other man spat his drink out.
"A Jedi?"
"Yes." His companion grinned.
"Now, maybe that's a little different. If one would have to fight a Jedi to get her then..."
"But her mother is dead. Slain by Lord Vader himself."
"Her father?"
"No one knows. But he is presumed to be alive."
"One of the last Jedi." The short man stroked his chin. "I'll bet she's worth a bundle."
His companion nodded. "She is, but only alive. And there's a bonus." The other man looked even more interested. "If her father just so happens to be alive, and we bring him in, the amount is nearly doubled!"
"Dead or alive?"
"Either way."
"Well now." He contemplated the possibilities for a moment before looking at the other man. "Shall we start our search, partner?"
"Partner, eh? All right then, let's start." They finished their drinks.
"Should we start our search here?" The short Hunter asked as they stood.
"No. This place is too desolate to raise a child. Besides, it's also too obvious of a location. Jedi aren't stupid."
"Right." The other answered before they staggered out the door.
Obi-Wan gathered his supplies and returned home immediately. He settled down into a chair and began rocking Nemesis to sleep. This complicated things even more. Vader had expected him to raise her. That decision had put his beloved daughter into more danger than he had anticipated.
*You could always train her*
A tiny voice nagged at him deep inside. He shook it away. He swore he would never train another after he failed with Anakin. The voice nagged him still.
*You were going to train Luke*
That was true. He had intended on training Luke when he came of age. But now that Owen had ordered him to stay away from the boy, any hope of that was lost.
*She'll need to protect herself. She has the Force. She must be trained.*
Obi-Wan was beginning to agree with that nagging little voice. She was Force sensitive. She would stick out like a sore thumb. True, Luke was sensitive as well, but Vader wasn't looking for him. If Nemesis were trained and then detected, she could defend herself.
Then, there was still the matter of Luke needing to be trained. Owen would probably not allow him to train the boy. Obi-Wan chuckled. Probably? No, it was most definitely a fact. Owen would not allow him to train the boy. But Nemesis was still welcome in Owen's home. Obi-Wan could train her, she could train Luke. Two very good reasons for him to train her.
"All right then, my little Nemmie. When you are old enough, I will begin your training. You will be a Jedi."
***
End part 2. Part 3 is on its way.
Feedback is very appreciated although please make any criticism constructive
Note: If you haven't read part one, please do so before reading this part. Also, for those who may have been wondering, Nemesis was the Greek goddess of justice.
Thanks to those who reviewed the first part of this story. Oh, and a special thanks for pointing out my error in spelling Beru's name. J
Obi-Wan's Daughter-Part 2
It had only been a few months since Obi-Wan had settled into his new home with his daughter. Nemesis was nearly four months old. Despite the fact that Obi-Wan was adjusting to his new life, the months flew by rather quickly.
He smiled to himself. Of course he had adjusted to the planet's climate and his new way of life. That was simple, some of his training had centered on adaptation to climates. However, he had never gone through any training on how to raise a child.
Still, he even found that to be reasonably simple to adjust to. He and Nemesis did share a sort of bond. Before long he was able to sense what she needed weather it was a fresh diaper, food, attention, or something else.
He hadn't regretted keeping her with him for a moment. She couldn't walk or talk yet, but still she kept him company. When she was fussy he would rock her in his arms and tell her stories about the Jedi. It was almost as if he were keeping them alive by passing the information on to her. No, he never regretted keeping her near him.
Until that morning.
He had taken Nemesis and gone for supplies. He constantly used mind tricks, if necessary, to convince those he met that there was no baby with him. He had to protect her.
His final stop before returning home was a small cantina. He often stopped in, hiding himself in a dark corner booth, to listen to the Bounty Hunters and Smugglers talk. There was usually nothing that interested him. Now, however, the conversation of two ill-looking men interested him.
"What do you mean the Emperor and Lord Vader are looking for a baby?" The shorter man demanded. Obi-Wan froze. "They've hired Bounty hunters to find a baby? Don't make me laugh!"
"And why is this so funny?" The other asked calmly.
"Well, for one thing, if they want a kid, there are plenty in orphanages all over the galaxy."
"Yes, true. But they are searching for one specific baby."
"So? That brings me to another point. How hard is it to capture a baby? What is it going to do, drool on them?" He took a long drink.
His friend smiled. "This baby just so happens to be the daughter of two Jedi." The other man spat his drink out.
"A Jedi?"
"Yes." His companion grinned.
"Now, maybe that's a little different. If one would have to fight a Jedi to get her then..."
"But her mother is dead. Slain by Lord Vader himself."
"Her father?"
"No one knows. But he is presumed to be alive."
"One of the last Jedi." The short man stroked his chin. "I'll bet she's worth a bundle."
His companion nodded. "She is, but only alive. And there's a bonus." The other man looked even more interested. "If her father just so happens to be alive, and we bring him in, the amount is nearly doubled!"
"Dead or alive?"
"Either way."
"Well now." He contemplated the possibilities for a moment before looking at the other man. "Shall we start our search, partner?"
"Partner, eh? All right then, let's start." They finished their drinks.
"Should we start our search here?" The short Hunter asked as they stood.
"No. This place is too desolate to raise a child. Besides, it's also too obvious of a location. Jedi aren't stupid."
"Right." The other answered before they staggered out the door.
Obi-Wan gathered his supplies and returned home immediately. He settled down into a chair and began rocking Nemesis to sleep. This complicated things even more. Vader had expected him to raise her. That decision had put his beloved daughter into more danger than he had anticipated.
*You could always train her*
A tiny voice nagged at him deep inside. He shook it away. He swore he would never train another after he failed with Anakin. The voice nagged him still.
*You were going to train Luke*
That was true. He had intended on training Luke when he came of age. But now that Owen had ordered him to stay away from the boy, any hope of that was lost.
*She'll need to protect herself. She has the Force. She must be trained.*
Obi-Wan was beginning to agree with that nagging little voice. She was Force sensitive. She would stick out like a sore thumb. True, Luke was sensitive as well, but Vader wasn't looking for him. If Nemesis were trained and then detected, she could defend herself.
Then, there was still the matter of Luke needing to be trained. Owen would probably not allow him to train the boy. Obi-Wan chuckled. Probably? No, it was most definitely a fact. Owen would not allow him to train the boy. But Nemesis was still welcome in Owen's home. Obi-Wan could train her, she could train Luke. Two very good reasons for him to train her.
"All right then, my little Nemmie. When you are old enough, I will begin your training. You will be a Jedi."
***
End part 2. Part 3 is on its way.