Star Wars Fan Fiction: The Child of Darkness
Introduction:
Ever since the beginning of time, good and evil have always been opposing forces, to sides on an ever-revolving axis. The force keeping this axis of the universe moving is the Force, the power that keeps balance in reality. Since the discovery of the Force, there have been societies dedicated to using it in different ways, the two main parties being the Jedi Knights and the Sith Lords. The Jedi see the Force as a way to utilize its power to protect and keep order throughout the universe. The Sith however, see the Force as a substance to be used for personal gain and power, to make them the supreme rulers of the universe. These two parties have always been thought to be the epitomes of good and evil.
Since the creation of the Jedi Knights, there has been a prophecy foretelling the coming of The Chosen One, a Jedi who will be powerful enough to bring balance back to the Force, and defeat the Sith for good. Unfortunately, the Chosen One was turned down the path of the Dark side, and became known as Darth Vader, a most powerful Sith Lord, who helped lead the extermination of the Jedi Knights.
However, few Jedi are aware that the Sith had a prophecy as well. The Child of Darkness would come, a child born with extraordinary attunement to the power of the Force. With this power, he would lead the Sith to dominate the universe for eternity. Around the same time as the birth of Anakin Skywalker, the Chosen One, the Child of Darkness was born...and these two babies would one day grow up to be the most powerful Jedi in existence...
Chapter 1: Birth
"Oh god! Oh god!" The screams were coming from a dormitory room down the hall from Obi-Wan Kenobi's room. When the screams first started a few moments ago, he had been asleep. the screaming had awoken him from his deep sleep, in which he had been dreaming that he ad been seduced by the pretty Jedi padawan from down the hall. When he first heard them, he thought that they were screams of pleasure, from two Knights or Padawans making forbidden love. But now, as he pulled on his apprentice's robe, he recognized them as shrieks of intense agony and pain. He hurriedly pulled his cloak all the way on, grabbed his lightsaber from his bedside stand, and rushed out of his apprentice's dormitory. He listened for a moment, then determined where the screams were coming from; Jessican Armato's room. The same girl he had been dreaming about moments before, grabbing him and pulling him to his bed. He rushed down the hall, running past several other Padawans who had been awakened by the disturbance. He skidded to a halt in front of Jessican's room, but the door did not slide open automatically as it should have. He kicked at it with his foot, succeeding only in injuring his big toe, since he was barefoot. Finally he decided to go in the Jedi way.
"Jessican!" he called to the door. "If you're near the door, get back! I'm coming!" He pulled out his lightsaber and activated it, the blue beam of deadly energy shooting out of the handle. He proceeded to crouch down and stab the blade through the door near one of the corners, and slowly pulled it up and around in a square formation. a few moments later, the square sheet of metal that had been the door fell inward, and Obi-Wan leaped in, lightsaber held at the ready to fend of any hostile intruders. What he saw instead nearly made him drop his weapon, but his jaw did indeed fall open.
Jessican Armato was lying against a wall, entirely nude, with her belly incredibly swollen. Her beautiful red hair was damp with sweat, and plastered to her face and chest as she screamed in agony. A young man, certainly not a Jedi or Padawan, was kneeling beside her, holding her shoulders and leg, gently cooing in her ear. Jessican was having a baby.
"What on earth...?" Obi-Wan said, utterly surprised. Jessican had been pregnant? he had noticed she had been acting irregular lately, eating a lot more food and taking part in less training, but he hadn't expected anything like this. "I'll go get a healer!" he said, and turned around to dash out the door. Before he took two steps, the young man who had been holding her was on top of him.
"No! They can't know!" he said, sounding absolutely terrified. "She'll be kicked out of the Order! And they'll probably kill me!"
Obi-Wan struggled, but the boy was much stronger than him, his energy coming from desperation. By now several other students had gathered around the door, and were all just as startled as Obi-Wan was.
"None of you move!" the boy screamed. No one said a word, or moved. He slowly got off of Obi-Wan and went back to Jessican, who was screaming louder than ever.
"Jessican, you have to be quiet!" he urged, holding her tightly. "They'll come, and then bad things will happen!"
The young apprentice looked at her lover through the pain, and then closed her eyes as another surge of pain rippled through her. "It's coming!" she gasped.
Obi-Wan got up and walked over to Jessican. "We need to help her," he said quietly to the boy. "You try and help her get the baby out, and I'll hold her still." The boy nodded, looking more scared than ever, and moved to her front. Obi-Wan took his place, holding her shoulder and legs, keeping her from kicking and jerking around.
Nine minutes later, Kothar was born, and Jessican lay unmoving on her bedroom floor. The boy had fled, and Obi-Wan Kenobi was left sitting in Jessican's room holding a bloody, crying baby.