Chapter 2: Dreams

"Grandma! Grandma!" Three year old Shaiey cried out in her sleep.

Lalatha came running, going to her granddaughter. "Shaiey, wake up darling. It's only a bad dream, wake up."

"Where am I?" gasped the child, waking up.

"You are in your own bed. Now, if you will, tell me your dream." Lalatha soothed the girl.

"I, I-I saw a boy with blonde hair. T-Then I saw a lightsword. Af-after that, I saw a windicorn. Then there was this black face that was very scary. It was after me!" Shaiey hiccuped.

"Shhhhhh, it will be alright. He won't get you. I won't let him."

"Grandma, what about the boy? Will the bad man get him too?"

"No. The boy is safe where ever he is. The bad man won't get him. Now go back to sleep. The dream won't come back tonight, I promise."

Lalatha sat there, watching until Shaiey had drifted back to sleep. She then silently left the nursery. Raphen was waiting in the hall for her.

"Bad dream?" He asked.

"Well sort of. She had a Force vision in her sleep." Was Lalatha's answer.

"What did she see?" Raphen asked as they headed away from the nursery.

"Well, she saw a boy with blonde hair, a laserdagger, a Windicorn, and Vader."

"In other words, her destiny." Raphen stated flatly.

"Yes." Lalatha agreed.

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Luke was enjoying himself. He was stretched out in the courtyard, under a huge desert bred fern. Biggs would never find him here, Luke thought.

It was early afternoon, and the sun was at it's hottest. Luke knew that Biggs would think that he had hidden in the cooler house. He yawned. A sand fly buzzed in the background. Luke discovered that he was tired all of a sudden, and he drifted off to sleep, listening to the droning.

Before too long, Luke started to dream. He found himself walking down a long, cool, rock walled hallway. He came to an open doorway, and looked in. Luke saw a small blonde haired girl playing with a long lasersword, and a Windicorn. He then heard a horrible wheezing noise, and the girl started to scream. Luke spun around, and saw a scary black metal face. The next thing Luke knew, he was wide awake under the fern, screaming.

"Luke, are you okay?" Biggs asked his friend.

Luke turned to see his friend, and Aunt Beru next to him, peering at him. "I'm not sure. I had a bad dream." The eight year old boy told his friend.

"What did you dream about? You can tell myself and Biggs." Aunt Beru said in a soothing tone.

"It's the same dream that I always have, Aunt Beru. I'm in a stone hallway, going into a room. In the room is a little girl, and a horse with a horn and wings. The girl is playing with a sword of light that is blue, then green. Then she starts to scream. I turn around, and see a spooky black face coming at me. I scream too, and then I wake up." Luke said, giving a shiver. "I think that the girl is in danger. I also think that I am too, if she is. I wonder who she is?"

"It doesn't matter Luke. You are safe here. As for the girl, I can't say. Now, let's go and get something to drink." Beru replied, standing up and going into the house.

"Who could be after you and that girl?" Biggs asked Luke as they went inside.

"I don't know, Biggs. But I think that I'm supposed to know her. Come on, let's get that drink." Luke answered.