Anakin loved his sister, and nothing could change that. Sure, he felt a little jealous that he was the only member of his still living family that wasn't Force sensitive in a way. Besides Chewie, that is. But he worked hard to help Padme whenever he needed it, such as standing guard over her when she meditated when Phasma wasn't available.

(The pirates had been years ago. Why was Phasma still worried?)

Now, he was shifting through databases, trying to find the boy that had attempted to kill him. His mother had forced Padme into bed rest since the attack, which meant Anakin had to find him.

He grumbled absently as he worked, trying to find something. He paused at one image, zooming the holo forward so he could look at the picture more closely.

"His name is Leo Khalsa."

Padme looked up from her holopad. "What?"

Anakin sat next to her, showing her the picture. "Is this him?"

She stared at the image before nodding. "Yeah, that's him. What could you find?"

Her brother started typing away, finding and hunting information. He smiled when he was done. "Born on Bespin to miners. He was training to be a miner when the First Order came." The smiled faded. "He was about seven when Kylo Ren killed a group of miners in order to stamp out a rebellion. His parents were part of that group. After that, he disappeared from the records."

"That's it?"

"Yep. About eight years later, the Decro-Empire was formed."

"So he's fifteen?"

Anakin nodded. "What's the plan?"

Padme stood up. "I'm going to Bespin. I need you to see if any other kids disappeared after First Order attacks and find any Red Cord information-"

The holopads' screens turned red. The two exchanged looks as a video popped up.

A dark figure stood, a red symbol behind him. "The Force. Supposedly, it exists in all life, binding us together. I have found this is a lie. The Force appears in the Grey. This power is dangerous and for our survival, it must be destroyed. The Red Cord will do this, for the galaxy."

The screen went dark.

"The entire galaxy is reporting this broadcast." Ben said two days later. He stood in his main office, furiously typing on his holopad. "Different times. We aren't sure who this Red Cord is."

"Have any deaths been reported?" Padme asked.

"No. But there is a report on a possible base, on Fondor. I need you to go with Hux and check this report out."

She nodded. "I'll do my best Father."

"Good girl."

Padme stood on a cliff, staring at the Imperial shipyard remains. BB-8, a present from Uncle Poe, was next to her. She moved to pull out binoculars, pausing. The blackette turned to see the brunette boy from before, aiming a blaster at her.

"Hey. Remember me?"

"Yes."

"Leo, right? Leo Khalsa?"

He growled.

"I assume that means I'm right. My name is Padme Solo."

"I know."

"So, how about you lower that blaster and we can talk like civilized people?"

He barked out a laugh. "So you can just stab me with your lightsaber? No thanks."

She shrugged. "I won't stab you unless you give me a reason. Nice broadcast, by the way."

Leo smiled in pride. "People should realize how much of a threat the Force is, and its users." He pulled the trigger. Padme dodged, watching it slam into a rock. "Stop moving!"

"No thanks! BB-8!"

The droid beeped and rolled away. She knew he was prepping her ship. Pulling out her lightsaber, she blocked another bolt. The two repeated this, firing furiously. Finally, Padme growled. She reached out, freezing Leo. Carefully, she reached inside-

And was blocked.

She blinked in surprise, pushing forward. His mind blocked her entry, forcing her back. "Y-You...you're not even Force sensitive. How?"

A beep drew her attention.

Padme ran to her ship.