"Good morning, Inny," Tess sang as she untucked her long, dark hair from the collar of her tunic and sat at the table where her breakfast was already in place. Inny turned around to smile at Tess, her beautiful green eyes shining beneath the slight crinkles of age around them.

"Good morning, Tessie," Inny returned. She crossed the kitchen to give the child a kiss on the head before pulling the long brunette locks together for a braid. Tess winced at the few times her guardian pulled a little bit too tight. Finally, she felt her guardian finished braiding and looked up at Inny with a smile.

Only Inny's face was replaced by a black figure. Tess' gasp was silenced with a hand over her mouth. Suddenly, the room around her seemed to disappear. There were no walls, ceilings, or floors—no sky and no sense of how long the vast expansion of white could have stretched.

"Hello, experiment," came a harsh male whisper. He slowly moved his hand away from her mouth.

"Who are you?" Tess quivered. The stranger responded by grabbing her head from either side and forcing her to look forward.

There was a table there now. Hardly noticeable, as its white color matched the entire room. The figure on top of it was even less noticeable at first glance. It was a woman. She was lying down, her dark brown curls falling around her shoulders. Her small frame was wrapped in a white silk gown, and her hands poked out of the sleeves to cross over her sternum.

Tess heard a short laugh from the stranger.

"The real question is," he chuckled. "Who are you?"

At that, another figure appeared. It stood behind the dead woman in white with a metal cylinder in hand. The device ignited into a blood red lightsaber, and slowly the blurred figure became a person in a black cloak. The person pulled back their hood.

Tess looked into her own face. The cloaked version of herself gave a sadistic smirk, then brought the lightsaber down onto the dead woman on the table.

"NO!" Tess screamed. Her arms flailed as she recovered from a sudden falling sensation, eventually remembering that she was in one of the Ewok huts.

The girl rubbed her eyes and allowed them to adjust. Four empty sleep sacks lay beside her, unused. Tess pulled herself to a stand. She had purposefully gone to bed early so that Leia would not try to get her to talk about the holoprojector message that revealed how Tess came to be, but it couldn't have been so early that the other still had not gone to bed. Only the droids were in the room, powered down for the night.

Suddenly, Leia darted around the corner, almost making Tess grab her lightsaber in surprise.

"Are you alright?!" Leia demanded.

Tess raised an eyebrow at her sister. Sometimes Leia was eerily intuitive.

"It was just a bad dream," Tess explained quickly. "It was nothing."

Tess returned to their hut and sat on her small mess of blankets. Leia lingered in the doorway for a moment, eying her sister as if to make sure it was safe to come in.

"Tess, about the holop—"

"Leia?" Tess interrupted. "Please…I can't talk about that. Not right now."

Leia nodded slowly, taking a step back as if debating whether to stay or leave. Tess knew that they really did need to talk about this together, but right now she was too afraid of how she felt with this newfound information at this point. The anger—the fear. She could feel electricity pulsing down her arms as if daring her to spurt Force lightening at the next person she saw. It terrified her. She wished Luke was nearby to meditate with her and maybe calm her down.

"Where's Luke?" inquired the younger of the two. Leia took that as an invitation to join her in their small temporary residence.

"He…he's not here…" Leia explained slowly.

"He went to face Vader?" Tess guessed, her face growing worried.

"How did you know?" Leia asked her with confusion.

"I…" Tess thought for a moment, then shrugged. "I don't know. Luke…I've sensed that he wanted to do that for a long time. Every time he heard Vader's name I could feel that he needed to." Tess' eyebrows furrowed as she tried to explain her complicated Master. "At first it was a sort of vengeance, but lately it's more of a resolve. I think it was something Master Yoda told him that he had to do."

Leia tried to hide her worry.

"I hope he's careful," the princess added softly.