Disclaimers: As usual I don't own Star Wars but I do own Nemesis Kenobi and Aidra Jinn.
Feedback is really appreciated. In fact I love it. Just be sure to make criticism constructive please.
Notes: Once again I've had questions about the name I chose for one of my main characters. Yes, the word nemesis means an enemy but Nemesis was the Greek goddess of justice and revenge for just reasons. That is why I decided to name her Nemesis Kenobi, because the Jedi represent justice in the galaxy.
Obi-Wan's Daughter-Part 4
The question came early one morning over breakfast.
"Daddy, why are we hiding?" Nemesis asked while tapping her fork against her plate.
Obi-Wan had his fork halfway to his mouth when she asked. He looked up at her. "Why do you think we're hiding?"
The six-year-old had an expression on her face that read 'It's obvious'. She decided to expand on her thoughts anyway. "We live alone, far away from the city. The only thing near by is a moisture farm."
Obi-Wan sighed. "There is a reason we live alone."
"Is it because of the Force?" Nemesis asked.
"Partially." Obi-Wan admitted "And part of it has to do with that moisture farm."
"Why?"
"There is a young boy, the same age as you, who lives there."
Nemesis leaned forward. "Do you know him?"
"Yes. But he doesn't know me."
"What's his name?" Nemesis was clearly fascinated. Obi-Wan figured it was because she had never been around anyone her age. He smiled.
"Luke Skywalker."
Nemesis blinked. "Skywalker? Like your Padawan?"
Obi-Wan nodded. "Luke is Anakin's son. My brother and sister-in-law are raising him. I'm keeping an eye on him from a distance."
"Why only form a distance?"
"Owen, my brother, felt it was best for Luke if I didn't become directly involved."
"Why did he think that? Because you're a Jedi?"
"There are bad people looking for the few Jedi who remain. If they found me near Owen, Beru or Luke they would hurt them too."
Nemesis nodded then scrunched her face up in concentration. "Beru is my aunt?"
Obi-Wan nodded again. It was difficult to keep anything from Nemesis. "Yes, she is."
Nemesis smiled. She seemed contented with the answers she had received. There was silence for awhile, allowing Obi-Wan to enjoy more of his breakfast.
"But didn't you tell me Anakin turned to the Dark Side?" This time she caught her father with a mouth full of food.
He nodded as he finished chewing. It wasn't something he wanted to remember. Besides, if he had his way Nemesis would never know anything of the Dark Side. He would have sheltered her.
But he knew that wasn't possible. Anakin's turning was a part of Jedi history. It was something his daughter needed to know about.
"And he killed Mommy." Nemesis reluctantly pointed out.
"Yes." Obi-Wan said. He was curious to know where his daughter was going with this.
"So why are you watching over his son?"
Obi-Wan took in a deep cleansing breath. The question was fair, and innocent, enough.
"Luke is Force sensitive." Obi-Wan began. "He is one of the last hopes the Jedi and the galaxy have. And..." He paused.
"And?" Nemesis asked, wanting her father to continue.
"And I don't want him to grow up to be like his father."
Nemesis shook her head. "It's all right if he grows up to be like his father. You just don't want him to grow up to be like Vader."
Obi-Wan looked at her quizzically. Nemesis smiled. "You said it yourself, Daddy. Vader killed Anakin Skywalker. Anakin is his father, not Vader."
He smiled. "You are absolutely right." Nemesis grinned. Obi-Wan stood and cleared his dishes.
"Finish your breakfast, Nem. I have to go into town."
"Just you?" Nemesis asked. He nodded. "Why?"
"Because I think it's time you met your Aunt and Uncle and Luke Skywalker."
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Next up, part 5 :-)
Feedback is really appreciated. In fact I love it. Just be sure to make criticism constructive please.
Notes: Once again I've had questions about the name I chose for one of my main characters. Yes, the word nemesis means an enemy but Nemesis was the Greek goddess of justice and revenge for just reasons. That is why I decided to name her Nemesis Kenobi, because the Jedi represent justice in the galaxy.
Obi-Wan's Daughter-Part 4
The question came early one morning over breakfast.
"Daddy, why are we hiding?" Nemesis asked while tapping her fork against her plate.
Obi-Wan had his fork halfway to his mouth when she asked. He looked up at her. "Why do you think we're hiding?"
The six-year-old had an expression on her face that read 'It's obvious'. She decided to expand on her thoughts anyway. "We live alone, far away from the city. The only thing near by is a moisture farm."
Obi-Wan sighed. "There is a reason we live alone."
"Is it because of the Force?" Nemesis asked.
"Partially." Obi-Wan admitted "And part of it has to do with that moisture farm."
"Why?"
"There is a young boy, the same age as you, who lives there."
Nemesis leaned forward. "Do you know him?"
"Yes. But he doesn't know me."
"What's his name?" Nemesis was clearly fascinated. Obi-Wan figured it was because she had never been around anyone her age. He smiled.
"Luke Skywalker."
Nemesis blinked. "Skywalker? Like your Padawan?"
Obi-Wan nodded. "Luke is Anakin's son. My brother and sister-in-law are raising him. I'm keeping an eye on him from a distance."
"Why only form a distance?"
"Owen, my brother, felt it was best for Luke if I didn't become directly involved."
"Why did he think that? Because you're a Jedi?"
"There are bad people looking for the few Jedi who remain. If they found me near Owen, Beru or Luke they would hurt them too."
Nemesis nodded then scrunched her face up in concentration. "Beru is my aunt?"
Obi-Wan nodded again. It was difficult to keep anything from Nemesis. "Yes, she is."
Nemesis smiled. She seemed contented with the answers she had received. There was silence for awhile, allowing Obi-Wan to enjoy more of his breakfast.
"But didn't you tell me Anakin turned to the Dark Side?" This time she caught her father with a mouth full of food.
He nodded as he finished chewing. It wasn't something he wanted to remember. Besides, if he had his way Nemesis would never know anything of the Dark Side. He would have sheltered her.
But he knew that wasn't possible. Anakin's turning was a part of Jedi history. It was something his daughter needed to know about.
"And he killed Mommy." Nemesis reluctantly pointed out.
"Yes." Obi-Wan said. He was curious to know where his daughter was going with this.
"So why are you watching over his son?"
Obi-Wan took in a deep cleansing breath. The question was fair, and innocent, enough.
"Luke is Force sensitive." Obi-Wan began. "He is one of the last hopes the Jedi and the galaxy have. And..." He paused.
"And?" Nemesis asked, wanting her father to continue.
"And I don't want him to grow up to be like his father."
Nemesis shook her head. "It's all right if he grows up to be like his father. You just don't want him to grow up to be like Vader."
Obi-Wan looked at her quizzically. Nemesis smiled. "You said it yourself, Daddy. Vader killed Anakin Skywalker. Anakin is his father, not Vader."
He smiled. "You are absolutely right." Nemesis grinned. Obi-Wan stood and cleared his dishes.
"Finish your breakfast, Nem. I have to go into town."
"Just you?" Nemesis asked. He nodded. "Why?"
"Because I think it's time you met your Aunt and Uncle and Luke Skywalker."
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Next up, part 5 :-)