Chapter One:

A.N. I haven't written anything in a VERY long time, so just...be patent, I'll try to keep you updated and interested. -California Mountain Girl

Chapter One

:Shadows of the Past:

"Keep behind me, keep behind me!" Jaina Solo shouted into her com as the Vong star ships swam around her small squadron in the Gamma Sector, just outside the atmosphere of Tattoine. "Red One, there's a fighter off to your left!" Gritting her teeth she pulled hard up on the controls, making her X-wing strain it's engines. Fire burned in her blood, and she was on the killing mode.

"Jaina, you're coming up too hot, slack off!" Zekk's voice sounded harsh, but it was only from the strain. Jaina could feel him through the Force, and she could tell that was also having problems holding is squadron together.

"Back off, Zekk. I know what I'm doing." Jaina felt sweat forming on her forehead, and inside her gloves she felt her hands start to become hot. "All Reds focus your fire on the fighters trying to down the Ambassador Cruiser."

Looking around her, she felt that her squad was being picked off one by one. There was a stab in the back of her mind even before the harsh scream of a pilot being burned alive inside his cockpit reached her ears. The attack on Tattoine was fast and hard, how the location of the secret Jedi base had been leaked Jaina didn't know- but the Vong had arrived out of nowhere. Whoever the mole was, he had to be in the higher-ranking officers.

Jaina flipped her fighter through a spiral, feeling that there were only about four fighters following her now. "Zekk, ya there?"

"Right here, get your butt down, they're going to fake you out."

Glancing up, Jaina saw over too dozen ugly Vong fighters lined up underneath the belly of the cruiser. "Pull up! PULL UP!" It was too late, they swarmed down on her squadron, without mercy they flooded her fighters in fire.

"Hang on Jaina, we're coming." Zekk's voice crackled over the com.

"There's too many of them, keep yourself out!"

Jaina pulled her fighter up and out, peeling away a Vong craft away from her wingman she evaded an oncoming squad of oncoming green Vong. Off to her left she saw Zeek's squadron coming in hard and fast. With a sickening feeling Jaina saw it- the Vong had anticipated that once they had her trapped, Zekk would lead his squad in also- and they were going to kill two birds with one stone. "Abort! Abort! Zekk, they know you're coming!"

It was a massacre, and the Jedi generals couldn't do a thing to stop it. "Just long enough for the fleet to make a jump." Jaina gritted her teeth, desperately she tried to free herself and her squad from the mess of enemy fighters. Suddenly, Zekk's ship was beside her, she recognized the beat up and souped up X-wing at a glance. However, she also saw that he had lost two of his starboard engines and he had a Vong fighter coming in for the kill. "Zekk you've got one on your tail, I'm on him." Her voice was caught up in her throat- but she flipped her fighter tight on the Vong's pursuit.

Blinding light evaded her eyes and she blinked, the cruiser had flared it's hyper drive engines. Firing her lasers she hit the Vong ship strait on and it erupted into flame. But there was a tingling feeling up her spine, and she knew it before she felt her ship shudder from impact. "I'M HIT!" Reaching her hand away from her controls she flipped down her helmet visor. "EJECTING!"

As Jaina sent herself tumbling through space she felt it's coldness press up against her suit. Beneirth her the X-Wing exploded, and the concussion sent her hurdling even further through the darkness. /So this is it./ She thought/I'm going to die like this./ Closing herself down into a hibernation trance she sent herself deep down into the Force. She felt it flow around her like cool water, and new nothing else.

((((Through the Force))))

Jaina opened her eyes...or at least she thought they were her eyes. She was warm enough, and on her plain of vision she saw twin suns. Perhaps she had landed on Tattoine? No, that was preposterous. She felt hot sand beneath her belly, and she sat up to stare into the gaze of two crystal blue eyes.

Jaina scrambled away, looking up at the man who sat beside her. "Who are you?"

The man looked away, his blue eyes looking troubled. He had lighter brown hair, and a scar that went down the left side of his face. What surprised Jaina most was that he was dressed as a Jedi. "I've been called many things."

Sitting up, Jaina looked around. The setting suns cast a yellowish glow on the sand and desert, and she looked up- saw no space battle above the atmosphere. This was not the Tattoine she had just fought a battle over. "Where am I?"

"You're in the plane of the Force." The strange man answered.

"Y-you mean-" Jaina swallowed. "I'm dead?"

"No." The man answered, looking away.

Impatient, Jaina let herself express her anxiety. "Then where the hades am I!"

At her outburst the youngerish man turned to her with a firm look in his blue eyes. "Anger is of the Dark Side, you better watch yourself young Solo."

This took Jaina aback, and she lowered her voice. "You seem very familiar, have I met you before?"

"My name is Anakin Skywalker, and no. I had joined the Force before you were ever born." The man turned to look at the setting suns with more than a little sadness in his features.

"What do you want with me?" Jaina asked after a minute.

"I..." Anakin looked over his shoulder at her, his large stature only now showing itself. "I have called you here to warn you."

Silent, Jaina felt an eerie wind come down from over the sand dunes and brush at her brown hair.

"The immortals can watch through the Force, and I see you becoming what I was once." He ran his fingers through the sand, drawing shapes. "Beware the dark side of the Force, Jaina. It only leads you down to greed, and then to misery. Don't try to exchange victory for your soul."

"You're Anakin Skywalker?" Jaina asked, her eyes so wide they were beginning to hurt.

"Listen to what I'm saying, Solo." Anakin chided. He looked away at some invisible doorway that Jaina couldn't see. "They're calling you back. Farewell, Jaina. You look so much like...your grandmother."

Light erupted behind her eyes, and she felt herself slipping away from the plane, and into a deep sleep that was drug-induced.

To be continued