Scarlet

By Sapadu

A night had passed and the guards showed no pity upon the next day as Padme left, out into the forest of Coruscant's streets. She and her babes disappeared to the deepest of the wilderness, and came into the life of a hermit, holed up in her shell to raise her babes.

But no one can live on their own- humans are creatures of social habit, as a living structure that permits no monksmanship. Padme had no means of suckling the two little ones, but fate will provide a bloodied cup to those in need who have faith: Padme had knowledge of the law, which few ever had, but many sought. So very many grateful folk gave her coins in their thanks for her advice and knowledge, but if their eyes fell on the Scarlet Letter upon her breast, the poor woman hung her head and gently turned them off with their new knowledge.

As such, everyone knew, in whispers behind their hands when seven years later, three wild persons emerged from the depths of an urban jungle, the old mother holding each of her babes hands, pulling them behind her, as they all went in search of the basics of childhood.

There was a girl, on her left, with vivacious character, a bright shining head that glowed of intelligence, and the most vicious right hook ever seen in a child. She was delicate, like lace, but so determined and willed that she was named Leia. Any mischief that befell her blood-bretheren, immediately she was there, with fierce punishment, thrashings and stonings. Oh, such a devilish beast, never before had possessed such a sweet little thing. And such pride she took that her mother be so different, she often boasted, loud of tongue, and everyone knew who she and her mother was.

The little boy was Leia's brother, on his mother's right. His character was golden, like the flaxen of his hair, and his round little face shone with sweet and temperence to that of his sister, and such a gay little laugh, devilish voice, and cheery smile had he that only the house of his mother and sister glowed in the middle of the night, and so, his name was Luke. And though he listened to his mother's scoldings and obeyed the letters of law, brilliant deceptions brewed under that angel's halo, and cleverness in his pranks were more feared than the teeth and claws his sister bared.

Indeed, while out walking, thirteen children in a mob came to taunt and jeer and mock the fatherless children, and their unmarried mother, and while they immediately met with the ferocious attacks of the imp, Leia, who'd had all her traps ready at hand, later that night revenge was twice brought up, and a daring plot was discovered in the shape of green demon-toads insides found in their dinners, and no one could be named culprit, but all knew only one hellspawn child could be at blame.

But before all persons present, as Leia danced her wicked spell and chanted her own cursing affects, little Luke held her arm at his side and whispered with such urgency,

"Leia, you must'nt, else mother be at blame for this." Oh, how sweet could a little boy ever be, "Have you no shame, for the woman who protects us from casting out, and kept us as we were still in cradles?"

But the imp simply laughed and scolded her angel brother,

"Luke, how silly of you- it is THEM who should be at shame. For any attack, against a lady, no less, may their manliness never come to be. Only chivalry is rewarded in these times of haughty men- they'll see, when nary a wife will ever smile their way. I simply lay my curses so they never committ again, just watch you, brother: we'll have the last laugh yet!"

So, as his sister was sweetly chivalric, the boy was a devilish prankster, and not a soul in town dare accuse- else the imp child and her demon brother feed them their curse.

But while the sweetness of interbreeding between heaven and hell danced and grew in this little wilderness, over in the heart of the great city planet, evil was spreading, flourishing, and rotting away at the center of the government.

And this is where we shall learn of the father of these delightfully wicked children.

A/N: Sorry this took so long, but NOW, I'm reading Dracula for an English Lit. class and am having ANOTHER brainstorm. So... I'll try and get THIS fic finished soon, while not making it crappy, so I can start on the Dracula story.