Chapter 2
Kimea Kenobi, now Kimea Tachi, named after her mother, used her time while travelling to read everything she could find in the board-library about Coruscant. After a few days in the hyperspace the ship slowed down into normal space. They've arrived Chandrila, on of the Core worlds.
Kimea packed her luggage and asked for further instructions where to register her luggage to get it into the ship to Coruscant. So she registered it and left the ship. In one of the halls of the spaceport she entered a bistro and waited for the ship to lift off. Time passed very slowly by, but she couldn't go in the city. For a visit the time was too short. She would come to Chandrila soon again, if her plans worked out as they should.
The travel to Coruscant took just a few hours. Then the ship arrived safely at Chance Palp, the biggest spaceport on Coruscant, named after Emperor Palpatine himself. It was already built in the Old Republic.
She showed her passport to the custom and got her luggage back. Afterwards she only could wait to be picked up by Senator Organa himself. Or one of his closest aides. She knew Organa since she was a little child. He was one of the best friends of her parents and one of the few who helped them to survive while the Empire was searching the galaxy for Jedi. Furthermore Organa adopted Leia, one of the twins Senator Amidala of Naboo, the secret wife of Jediknight Anakin Skywalker, had born on Polis Massa.
She didn't need to wait for long. Organa was standing in the great Arrival hall of the spaceport looking for her, and when he recognized her, he waved her to come nearer. Organa looked old, sorrowed and tired. He seemed as he hadn't catch a lot of sleep last night.
"Something had happened", he told her after he greeted her friendly.
"Pardon?"
"Mon Mothma had to flee from the Core Worlds, she must hide herself now. Her linking to the Alliance had been proved!"
"But she's safe?"
"I think so. The lastmessage I got was she would meet with some other members and now join the troops."
"That isn't good after all. Who'll be her successor? Or hadn't the Empire announced one?"
"Dorh Suna is his name. The Empire believes he's loyal."
"But…?"
"No", Organa smiled, "He's as loyal as he can be…if your mentor is fallen under death sentence."
"Good or bad for me?"
"I already told him Mon had asked the Council of Chandrila for a senatorial aid. He expects you tomorrow in his bureau. You're both absolutely newcomers in politics on the senatorial carpets."
"Should be interesting then, he?"
Organa just laughed, and then let her luggage carried to his air car. He would take her to her new apartment, somewhere in Coruscant…Imperial Centre. Kimea looked around, watched interestingly to this world that was once her homeworld. She was born and raised here…until Palpatine took over the Old Republic. The temple was seen soon, its towers were glowing in the sunlight of the late evening. It was hard for her not to go straight there, but she couldn't. Not now. Not yet!
Organa left her in her new apartment and promised her to meet her in the next few days. But she could reach him and call him up whenever she wanted to.
So here was she now. Back home on Coruscant. But not in her home, just in sight of temple. It was getting dark outside, and cold. She started to unpack some of her luggage, especially her clothes.
Her mother woke her up in the late evening. She had sent her daughter to bed only an hour ago. Siri Tachi was very nervous, her skin whitened.
"Come on! We must go."
"Tired…" murmured Kimea, 7 years old while her mother dressed her in a hurry.
"Kimmy, listen to me!" she looked into her daughters blue eyes, "We must leave the temple, understand? It…it's a game…no one is allowed to see us. We get a ship and meet daddy, agree?"
"Daddy? Is he not with Anakin?"
"No. But Anakin's back. I saw him. He told me about this game. We hide before him and he try to catch us. And if we win we go onto a little trip with daddy. Will you be a lovely girl and play with us?"
"Yes,…can I take Danu with me?"
"Yes, but hurry, we haven't got time. Anakin's looking for us!"
She pressed her teddy before her breast and started running with her mother whose hand she was holding out of her rooms. Everywhere was chaos.
Screams.
Shots…the sound of different lightsabers.
Little Kimea asked herself what kind of game this was. Were all Jedi playing this game her mom had told her about? But why…was one of her friends lying on the ground with that red liquid flowing out of his body.
"Is Grith sleeping, mommy? Was he found?"
Her mother just nodded and shooed her through half of the temple, careful not to be seen by any of the stormtroopers. Kimea smelled the smoke…and something very ugly she never had smelled before in her young life. Within a few minutes they had reached on one of the upper decks, on which some of the ships were standing ready for take off. Her mother carried her on her arms looking for a ship they could take.
"Have we won, mommy?"
"Not yet, little one. We must first take off from the temple and reach your daddy."
"Are we allowed to take one of these ships?"
"Yes", Siri answered quietly, entering one of the ships that seemed to be suitable for her and her daughters needs. She told her daughter to sit down and to be quiet. And then they took off, left Coruscant behind them. Left everything behind them. Their friends, the Jedi Order, everything.
Later, long after all these memories had taken place, Kimea got known to the situation therefore and what really had happened to Grith and her other friends. Grith was dead as all the others she was playing and learning with. Just a handful of Jedi and Padawan had survived the slaughter, but none on Coruscant.
Her mother woke her once again up when they arrived at a planet she hardly could remember. The only thing that was important to her was that her father was suddenly there. And with him a baby called Luke. He said baby Luke and his twin sister Leia had to be cared for because Anakin couldn't be a father right now. Leia would be grown by a senator, but Luke would accompany them for a while.
"We can't adopt him, Obi-Wan!" Siri was totally against his plans, "We have a own daughter to raise. He will danger our situation!"
"I know! There is just another option left then. We must take him to his family."
"Anakin has family?"
"A stepbrother on Tatooine. But us…I promise to protect the boy. Maybe he will one of the future generations that'll fight against the Emperor…"
"What are your plans?"
Kimea hardly remembered her mothers conversation with her father in these days, but she knew Siri wasn't happy to stay on Tatooine. In the Outer Rim, somewhere in the nowhere. But she hadn't had another choice. They all needed to stay hidden, for years, maybe generations. So they moved to Tatooine. Luke found a family in his uncle and his aunt. Obi-Wan Kenobi and Siri Tachi moved somewhere in the desert with their daughter. They built a house to live in and raised Kimea together...as parents.
Long years have passed by…and now she was back again. Home. If something had changed in her and her moms quarters since they had fled that night? Maybe…? Perhaps Anakin…Darth Vader had personally searched for them but just found out they weren't there. Hopefully he thought Siri and her had died in that night but weren't identified because of…whatever. But they weren't even on the list…maybe Anakin hadn't even looked for them. Why should he by the way? He didn't know her parents secret…a secret he also got and at which he had broken…and with it the complete Jedi Order…including the Old Republic. The secret that his so beloved brave Master wasn't that innocent…that his Master fathered a child. Obi-Wan broke up with some important rules of the Order as had Anakin.
It was time to start her plans. His last quiet night has just started…better, his last quiet hours. If he received the message she was going to sent him he wouldn't sleep this night. Wearing her Jedirobes she stood in front of the temple searching for an entrance the stormtroopers who controlled the doors didn't be familiar with. There was a small ventilation shaft, big enough she could get through it and would enter the temple without being seen. After crawling for a while she reached one of the hallways from which Kimea could obtain all important chambers.
She considered about visiting her and her mothers rooms but when standing before them she didn't dare to enter. There were too much hurting memories that were invading in her mind right now.
She decided to get her plans under way. Going to the Council chambers high above the temple in one of the towers she tried not to remember the old days. She missed her friends, so much; even know, after 17 years.
The doors to the Council Chambers opened before her. It was empty, of course. She looked around, recognized the empty chairs. She knew all Council members. If not personal then by tells from her father. All except Yoda were long dead and gone. All. Her fathers chairs had have a comlink from which her father could send message to whomever he wished to. A few years ago she asked him innocently in conversation if he remembered the code and he did tell her but didn't think about his daughter to ever use it. But now Kimea was able to lock in and to place different messages she could activate even from a distance. Her first message, the most important from all, was sending immediately to the former bureau of the Supreme Chancellor. Even if Palpatines number would have been changed since then, the message would be sent to the recent number.
It was time to leave. Before he perhaps received the message and showed in the temple chambers. They would meet soon, but not yet.
She left the temple the same way she had entered the building half an hour ago.
He was really surprised when reading this message. First able he thought that maybe a message was somewhere lost in some communication channels for 17 years but when reading the date…?
That can't be possible!
A Jedi had sent him a message, directly from the Council Chambers. A very simple message, the intention was clear to him.
"Tomorrow night. 2300. Council chambers. No tricks."
Instantly he ordered a shuttle to carry him to the temple. He wanted to look for himself if there was a hint who had come home.
It had to be a master or at least someone who was aware of one of the codes of the Councils Communiqués. Without a code you couldn't lock in at all.
She changed her Jedirobes for her nightgown. Arriving in these rooms didn't feel like home, but she was just a few hours on Coruscant. A last look out of the window made her smile.
It works!
He was at temple, looking for her. But of course he wouldn't find her. She wouldn't go to the temple for the next weeks in case he would expand the controls at the temple.
There was light in the Council Chambers…
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