AN: I know its short…but it's meant to be that way. This chapter marks the turning point in the story….so enjoy! And if you haven't read my new story titled 'Another Hope', check that out as well!
Chapter Eight:
"Daddy! Daddy!"
Anakin scooped eight-year-old Galen up into his arms. He was grateful that she was still so small. He would hate not being able to carry her. "Were you good for your mother while I was gone?"
The little girl nodded happily yes as she hugged her father's neck tightly and gave him a kiss on the nose like she always did. "Are you going to stay home for a while?"
"Yes."
"Yayaya!" she exclaimed with a huge smile on her face that brought a smile to his as well. "Will you finish the story about the Jedi Knight you have been? Mommy tried telling me stories, but they aren't as good as yours."
He smiled on the outside, but was hurting on the inside. The Jedi Knight he told her about was himself. It was the only way she could learn about her heritage, even if it was in the form of a fairy tale.
"Sure. I'll tell you more of the story tonight."
Anakin and Padmé stood silently in Galen's bedroom doorway, watching her sleep peacefully. They did this often, especially after Anakin would tell her the bedtime story of the Jedi Knight and his Princess. He was always sad after telling her that story and Padmé knew it. But right now they had other things that they were worrying about.
Both of them were scared of the future and what it held.
The rebellion against the Empire was gaining more and more strength. Then Alderaan was blown up by some kind of super weapon that the Empire now had.
"What are we going to do, Anakin?" Padmé whispered worriedly.
"Just wait and see. I know that Luke has begun his training. I can sense it. He's the hope for the galaxy. And I know that Leia wasn't on Alderaan when it was destroyed. She and Luke are together."
"Are you not going to go search for him and Obi-Wan?"
Anakin shook his head no. "that would cause too much confusion and resentment. We'll figure out something. I promise."
Emperor Palpatine listened intently to what Jabba the Hutt was telling him in broken Basic. And what he said intrigued him greatly. Jabba believed that one of his supply runners was really Anakin Skywalker.
When their conversation ended, Palpatine turned to look at his Apprentice, Darth Nicholas. Nicholas was really Victor Niokoli, who he had spared from the slaughter at the Jedi Temple almost twenty years ago. And he had become a very powerful Sith indeed.
"Go and bring me Ani and Amy Ronoco. Kill whoever stands in your way."
"What about the Skywalker boy who blew up the Death Star, Master? I thought he was more of a threat then anyone else. Obi-Wan Kenobi has already been taken care of."
"Ani Ronoco is possibly the Skywalker boy's father. We'll need the father to defeat the boy. Now go Lord Nicholas.
"Yes master."