I own none of the Star Wars characters which are mentioned nor the plot they all belong to George Lucas (obv) I own none of the Hobbit characters or plot they all belong to Peter Jackson (film wise) and Tolkien. I do however own my own OC Alexa and the wee babe with her and some details of the story.
Note: Italics is thoughts, unless specified otherwise i.e flashbacks or visions. / is timeskip
Pounding. Throbbing. Pain. She came to with a groan. The back of her head throbbed. Mumbling a curse, she moved her hands to inspect the damage. Please, please let everything be okay… Gingerly she touched her head, no blood, that's a good sign.
How long had she been out? Her stomach growled as hunger consumed her. For a moment all she could do was breathe. Deep, long breaths. Her tongue darted out to moisturize her dry cracked lips. Looking around she notices that she's surrounded by thick trees.
"What the hell?" she croaked, Where the hell am I?
A cry interrupts her thoughts. What the… Peering down at her brown cloak the cry sounded once more. What is happening? She gently unravels her cloak, a baby? What… Looking down, the baby was no more than a few months old, still a Youngling. Thinking hard she does what her Master once taught her, she began to meditate. Images, flashes appeared before her eyes.
Wait, Wait! Anakin he… No that can't be true, he, he, he couldn't. But why am I here with this Youngling? Snapping her eyes open the weight of the situation finally came crashing down on her. Anakin had betrayed her, had betrayed them all. Oh no, how would Obi take this? She held a hand to her mouth, choking down sobs she looked down at the little bundle in her lap. Thank force, you're okay.
"Hey sweetie, do you happen to know where we are?"
Silence.
"No? …Well that's okay I'm going to get us out of here, okay?" the baby makes a gurgling noise and grins up at her, holding out its little paw of a hand.
"Aww aren't you the sweetest little thin-"
A rustling noise nearby jolts her from her talk. Slowly Peering over at the spot, she sees a flash of grey. Scrambling to her feet, she wraps one arm around the baby and reaches for her belt with the other to grasp her weapon, she comes back with nothing.Shit! Where is it? Oh, I'm so dead! Frantically she searches around the spot she once lay - she couldn't see it anywhere
"No, No, No! This can't be happening!".
A cough sounds behind her "Excuse me, my dear? I found your… Um. What is this miss?"
Turning around she is face-to-face with grey fabric, looking up she notices the stranger observing her weapon, well at least it looked like it, the dude was wearing a massive hat for crying out loud. Coughing lightly, she holds out her hand, "Thank you, sir."
Peering down from under the hat, an old man stares at her, laughing lightly he leans down slightly still grasping her prized weapon.
"I believe this is yours, miss…?" he chuckles and with an outstretching aged hand he holds her weapon out in front of her.
Reaching out she careful takes her weapon back and attaches it to her belt. "Alexa, sir."
He nods and smiles down at the young woman knowingly. Still wary at the man or whatever he is she says "I'm sorry do I know you?"
The man frowns slightly, gripping a wooden stick and says "Well Alexa I am Gandalf the Grey, though you may call me Gandalf," silence follows.
Coughing lightly Gandalf smiles once more, "I am a Wizard,"
Alexa looks at him startled. "You're a what?"
"A Wizard my dear, and a darn good one if I may say so myself," he replies.
A gurgle sounded once more under her cloak, this, in turn, gained the attention of the old man as he leans towards the noise, as he draws near Alexa notices the wooden stick under his cloak and its intricate signs. What is that?
As if hearing this the man, now known as Gandalf says "My dear, if I may ask, why are you and an infant out in the woods in the middle of nowhere?"
Scratching her head lightly she looks up at the Wizard "Uh… Where exactly is here sir? I-I mean Gandalf,"
Squinting down at her he looks confused "What do you mean dearie? We are in the outskirts of Hobbiton,"
Alexa huffs.Well great, I've never even heard of a system with a Hobbiton "No Mr Gandalf, I mean what system is this?"
Staring up at the Wizard he looks almost wary? "I'm sorry dearie, System?"
"Yeah, system like for instance Coruscant," Silence "Uh… Naboo? Kamino? Tatooine? Geonosis?" More silence. Alexa looks down at the baby, now sleeping she whispers an old Jedi song her Master once sung to her.
"Now this is interesting," Gandalf states, staring down at the young woman singing a lullaby not known to his ears. Alexa snaps her head up to the Wizard.
"What do you mean this is interesting? I am lost with a very young babe on a world with an old man who has never heard of systems, planets and is a god damn Wizard!" at her outburst the baby starts to cry having been woken up by all the noise.
Well shit, I cannot deal with this right now! Cradling the babe softly, she begins to rock him or her at this she pulls the cloak up a little - no it's a him. Gandalf stares down at her wondering perhaps this is the Valar's work?
Shaking his head lightly he looks down at the woman. "Perhaps, now I think its best you come with me, get some food in you and the babe aye?"
It seemed Alexa's stomach agreed as it growled, smiling sheepishly she agrees, wrapping the babe once more she begun to follow the Wizard whom she decided was not a threat to her or the little one.
— Time Skip: A few days later —
Sitting down at one of the seemingly never-ending tables she hikes the babe up in her lap, with a bottle in one hand and the babe in the other she begins to feed him. In the shadows, smiling at the scene Gandalf stands with an old friend of his.
"So, what do you know about the strange woman?" he asks Gandalf,
"Not much my friend, for she has told me nothing so far. However, she carries a strange contraption on her belt, never seen one quite like it before and she talks about umm… Systems she called it. Something about Croissant, no that's not it… Coruscant," humming lowly Gandalf takes a drag from his pipe,
"I think she was sent by the Valar to help us,"
"Help us do what Gandalf?"
"That I do not know Elrond, it remains to be seen."
"Well until then Gandalf, let's find out more about the strange woman and her babe."
"Agreed,"
While all this was happening the folk around Alexa who called themselves Elves played music in the quad, no quite the music Alexa liked but music all the same.
She was having a great time with the babe, he was feeding well and was already on his fourth bottle. He was dressed in a light brown tunic, the same as Alexa's but considerably smaller with matching loose pants, he had light auburn hair with fuzzy red cheeks.He's adorable, Alexa thought as she watched the babe suckle on the bottle. A cough interrupted her staring, from under her lashes she saw Gandalf take a seat across from her and the babe looking rather uncomfortable.
"Yes, Gandalf?" Alexa glanced at Gandalf who looked even more unnerved than usual.
"What is troubling you?" staring at her cautiously Gandalf coughs lightly, taking one last drag of his pipe
"Well Alexa, I… Well we were hoping if you could perhaps tell us more about yourself, where you came from and what that thing on your hip there is," he stated while pointing at her weapon.
Smiling sadly down at the object she puts the babe down on his high chair she got the Elves to make and releases it from her belt. "Well Gandalf, to answer your questions, I am…"
Breathing deeply she continues "I was a Jedi, a Jedi Knight to be exact,"
At this Gandalf was even more confused than usual, signing Alexa continued "We are an ancient people with the force, its what's all around us. In the force are midi-chlorian's which are a microscopic life form that resides within all living cells,"
Making eye contact with Gandalf again, she noticed she has only further confused him, though he seemed rather intrigued in her tale. "The more midi-chlorian's one force user has, the more powerful they are with the force. For instance, my Master Ki-Adi Mundi had the midi-chlorian count of ten thousand six hundred. The largest I've known was of my… My old friend… Anakin Skywalker who had an off the chart midi-chlorian count, approximately twenty-seven thousand seven hundred,"
Alexa's eyes begun to be glassy as tears started to form in her eyes, closing her eyes in an attempt to stop the oncoming tears she continued, "Then… Then Order 66 happened. Our soldier's, clones to be exact. Turned on us. They… They slaughtered us where we stood, many fought well, but there… There were too many. I was at the temple at the time… I watched as my old… My once friend Anakin, walked down the corridor with the clones and killing everyone in his path. Not just the men, but the women and… And the children. It was only through the force that I managed to save this little one," she whimpered, stroking the baby's cheek, who gurgled and smiled big at her in return.
Twitching her lips slightly she signed once more and looked back at the weapon in her hands. Clicking a button to activate it, a forest green glow emitted from the sabre forming a blade, as she moved it a hum went through the air.
"This Gandalf is a lightsaber. It is a weapon used by the Jedi Knights, it's not as clumsy or random as a blaster. An elegant weapon for a more civilized time, for over a thousand generations the Jedi Knights are… No were the guardians of peace and justice in the old Republic… But not anymore, we are few in number," Pausing for a moment, to control her feelings as her Master once taught her, she continues.
"My Master died, I felt his death in the force, he was like a father to me. I… I miss him," at this, she could no longer hold back anymore, the whole waterworks came.
Sobbing loudly, she cried out for her Master, her friends, Obi-Wan, Anakin, Padme, her old life. Gone. Taken from her by the man who had grown to be like a little brother to her. Sniffing heavily, she lifts her cloak and wipes her entire face, dabbing at her eyes.
"I'm sorry Gandalf, I… I didn't mean to just lose it, I-I just…" frowning down at her, Gandalf sighed sadly.
"It's quite alright my dear, you needed that." Gazing up at the old Wizard, she wipes the last of her tears away.
"Well I'm not much help to you or the babe now am I? No more crying over what has been, what's done is done and there's nothing I can do to change it," she says sadly.
Gandalf stiffly sighs at the young woman "Indeed, Alexa I believe you are here for a reason, by the will of the Valar to hel-"
At Gandalf sudden pause, she gazes up at him, only to find him looking intently towards the baby. Following Gandalf's line of sight, she sees the toy blocks given to her by the Elves floating around the babe. In excitement, Alexa picks up the baby and laughs swinging him around in her arms
"You did it! You did it!" she chants and peppers his cheeks with kisses, causing him to giggle. Gandalf watches the woman stare in adoration at the baby with a smile
"You know," she whispers to the baby
"We are going to have to think of a name for you, can't keep going around calling you baby, now can I?" smiling down at the baby, she stares into his baby blue eyes
"I think I'm going to call you Ben,"
