I think I forgot this in the last chapter.

Disclaimer: if I owned Star Wars I would be typing this on a shiny new fast laptop instead of this crappy 7-year-old Windows 98 desktop.

Silver Blade I: Three Lives Connect

Chapter 2: Meeting Luke

Lila ran out the door to her favorite boulder, stubbing her toe on the doorstep. With muttered curses, she settled on the rock and stared off into the sky moodily.

It was just too much to bear. Her father was the Dark Lord of the Sith. Her father had betrayed the Jedi. Her father had killed younglings. Her father was not Obi-Wan Kenobi.

She was not Lila Kenobi.

But she was not alone. Somewhere in the galaxy existed her siblings, perhaps ignorant of their roots? She suspected that the 'Luke' Obi-Wan had mentioned was the boy who lived on the Lars moisture farm. They had seen each other a few times, but never spoken: just exchanged glances, or viewed each other from afar. With her master's extensive training, she had been able to feel his emotions over the distance.

They said: I wonder what its like, growing up with Ben Kenobi? Is she his daughter? But then who's his wife? Maybe the girl's crazy, just like him. If the old man is insane, maybe she inherited some of it. Or maybe they're not related? But then who is she? Why is she here?

Her brother was apparently very curious. As for 'Leia,' she might be Princess Leia Organa. Obi-Wan had mentioned various times that he had been friends with Bail Organa. The only things she knew about Leia were that she was a leader of the rebellion and Obi-Wan always said she looked a lot like her. Of course she would.

It was incomprehensible. Darth Vader, her father, was the reason she wasn't at the Jedi Temple now, learning from Yoda and Mace Windu.

Obi-Wan approached her gingerly. She turned on him angrily. "You lied to me, Obi-Wan Kenobi. For 18 years, you lied to me."

"I didn't think you were ready for the knowledge."

Hissing angrily, Lila advanced. "For 18 years I thought I was Lunalila Kenobi. Now, just after I finally get the thrill of winning a lightsaber battle, you absolutely had to squelch it by telling me that you are not, in fact, my father, and that I am Lunalila Skywalker. Not only that, you had to break it that my father happens to be one of the most powerful and evil beings in the galaxy!" Her voice had risen until she was yelling.

"Lila. Calm down. I thought it was best."

You thought wrong, thought Lila. You thought wrong. Now that the initial anger was passing, she felt confusion and sadness creeping in.

She looked at him, tears forming in her eyes. "Why? Why did he do it?" she whispered.

"Anakin had been having nightmares about Padmè's death. Palpatine told him that the dark side could stop death." He looked suddenly into the distance. "Come on," he said, "Tusken Raiders are giving someone a hard time."

As they hurried along the rocky ground, her master turned to Lila. "Listen closely. You are about to meet your brother. Do not tell him that you are his sister, or that Princess Leia is his sister, or who your father is. Nor should you call me Obi-Wan." Lila accepted this without question.

They approached a small stone-strewn valley where an R2-unit astrodroid was hiding, a protocol droid was lying dismembered on the ground, and a boy, Luke, was unconscious. The R2 unit beeped rapidly, something along the lines of "Is he alright? Is he hurt?"

"Don't worry, he'll be alright. Rest easy, son, you've had a busy day. You're lucky to be all in one piece."

Luke blinked and stared at Obi-Wan. "Ben? Ben Kenobi? Boy, am I glad to see you!" he looked at Lila. "Who are you?"

"Lila. Ben's apprentice. You've seen me before. Why are you here?"

"This little droid. He claims to be the property of an Obi-Wan Kenobi . . . is he a relative of yours? Do you know him?" Lila stuffed her fist in her mouth and tried to stop laughing. It didn't work, but fortunately Luke's back was to her.

Obi-Wan gazed into the distance. "Obi-Wan. Now that's a name I havent heard in a long time . . . a long time."

Lila thought about when two minutes ago she had called him Obi-Wan. She barely had any control over her instincts, but she managed to restrain herself. In through the nose, out through the mouth. In, out. In, out, in, oh whatever this isn't working.

"My uncle said he was dead."

Breathing deeply and containing her mirth, Lila spoke up. "No, he's not dead. Yet." Her master looked at her with faint amusement. Luke was still confused.

"You know him?"

Obi-Wan laughed. "Well of course I know him. He's me!"

Lila took her fist out of her mouth and laughed out loud. "Um . . . sorry." Luke looked at her. Now that she could see his face clearly, there was some resemblance. They had the same nose.

" . . . Okay then. So this droid is yours!"

"No, I cant remember ever owning a droid."

"What's its number?" asked Lila

"R2-D2." A flash of recognition passed over Obi-Wan's face. He suddenly looked to the tops of the cliffs. "We'd better go. Sand people are easily startled, but they'll be back, in greater numbers."

Luke suddenly remembered something. "Threepio!"

They made their way across the ground, coming to a halt at the mangled protocol droid. Luke flipped a switch a couple of times, and the robot came to life.

C-3PO looked around and said, "Where am I? I must have taken a bad step."

"Can you walk?" asked Lila. She could tell this robot was going to annoy her already. "Sand people are coming. You either get a move on, or get deactivated permanently."

"I don't think I can make it. You go on, master Luke. I'm done for!" Her tolerance levels already at rock bottom, Lila was sorely tempted to sever the robot's head.

"No you're not, what kind of talk is that?" Luke's patience amazed Lila. With a small struggle they managed to get the robot on its feet. Obi-Wan, or Ben, as Lila started referring to him as, sniffed the air. Lila knew what this meant.

"Come on, kid," she said to Luke. "They're coming, and they are seriously annoyed."

Back home, they were all seated around the table as Luke tried to repair Threepio. He was busy arguing with Ben.

"My father didn't fight in the Clone Wars. He was a navigator on a spice freighter."

"That's what your uncle told you," replied the old man. "He didn't hold with your father's ideals. Thought he should have stayed here."

"You fought in the Clone Wars?"

"No, he helped start them," said Lila with a smirk. "This is why Jedi shouldn't get involved with politics. Politicians are evil."

"Thank you!" cried Ben. "I'm glad someone agrees with me." Luke stared at him. "Yes, I was once a Jedi Knight, the same as your father."

"I wish I'd known him."

"He was the best pilot in the galaxy, and a good friend. Which reminds me..." he looked around and finally came up with a lightsaber.

"Your father wanted you to have this when you were older, but your uncle wouldn't allow it. He though you would follow old Obi-Wan on some idiotic idealistic crusade," stated Obi-Wan. Lila snorted.

Threepio spoke up. "Sir, if I'm not needed, I'll close myself down."

"Please do." Lila subsided into dark mutterings.

"What is it?"

"A lightsaber, duh." As Luke turned it on and looked at the turquoise blade (a/n I think that's what color it is but I'm not sure), Lila ignited her own. She spun around and slammed the silver blade into the wall, leaving a large burnt hole. "Useful, arent they?" Luke gaped in shock.

Ben turned to Luke. "An elegant weapon, for a more civilized age. For thousands of years the Jedi were keepers of the peace in the Old Republic. Before the dark times, and the Empire. And Lila, please try not to burn my wall down."

"Sorry, Master."

"How did my father die?"

Lila stiffened. Ben looked at her concernedly, then returned his attention to Luke. "A young Jedi named Darth Vader helped the Empire track down and destroy the Jedi Knights. He betrayed and murdered your father, and joined the Dark Side of the Force. Now the Jedi are all but extinct."

"The Force?"

"The Force is what gives a Jedi his--"

"Or her," interrupted Lila.

"--Or her power. It's an energy field created by all living things. It binds the galaxy together. Watch." He gestured to Lila. She flew a spoon in circles around Luke's head. Then she made it go figure skating over the table. Artoo beeped.

"Now let's see if we can't figure out what you are, and where you come from."

"I saw part of a message . . ." said Luke. The image of Princess Leia Organa appeared on the table.

"I seem to have found it." The picture started speaking.

"General Kenobi. Years ago you served my father in the Clone Wars. Now he begs you to help him in his struggle against the Empire. I regret that I am unable to present my father's request to you in person, but my ship has fallen under attack and I'm afraid my mission to bring you to Alderaan has failed. I have placed information vital to the survival of the Rebellion into the memory systems of this R2 unit. My father will know how to retrieve it. You must see this droid safely delivered to him on Alderaan. This is our most desperate hour. Help me, Obi-Wan Kenobi, you're my only hope."

Lila raised an amused eyebrow. "She thought of that off the top of her head?"

Okay, I officially suck at writing short chapters. . . . Is that a bad thing?

I'm glad someone likes it, being my first Star Wars fic. Thanks for the moral support!

Cowgirl4Christ: yeah, its good that people could skip it. But don't you think it should have been shorter?