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Chapter 11

Anakin was pacing around the small room when he felt something soothing come onto the ship. He remembered the presence distinctly, yet somehow it seemed like a light year ago since the last time he had felt it. He closed his eyes and let the relaxation rush over him, taking out any anger or nervousness that he had had before. But when he figured out what was giving him these feelings, he nearly fell to the floor from happiness.

"Padme…" he whispered under his breath.

Immediately he got onto his feet and stumbled around trying to regain his balance. Walking down the hall, he came upon the room from whence he felt the presence from and pressed his ear against the door. From inside, he heard voices talking; he took a step away from the door when he knew that his son was talking to his mother for the first time. Anakin pressed his ear harder against the door in order to try and hear what they were saying, but their voices were muffled. Taking a step away from the door, Anakin sighed. He wanted to know what they were saying, but he guessed that he would have to ask Luke later.

Luke was astonished that this woman standing before him was in fact his mother. He had never seen any photographs or holograms of his mother, and his first take on her was that she was very beautiful. Her brown hair cascaded down her shoulders, and her brown eyes were big and staring at him with such joy. She was also short, which made Luke smile to himself, for this is where he must have gotten his same shortness.

"My mother…" Luke repeated.

Padme nodded slowly.

"Why have you come here?" he asked.

"For your father."

Luke started for the door. "Would you like me to go get him?"

She shook her head and looked down. "He doesn't need to see me here, it will only bring pain."

Luke stopped and stared back at his mother. "Bring pain? But didn't you two love each other? I should get him."

"No, Luke, you can't. He needs help."

"Well then why don't you talk to him yourself? I can't do it."

Padme sighed. "You are just as stubborn as your father. He will listen to you. More than he did me, I hope."

"Why does he need help with? He seems to be alright to me."

"He will falter once again in the dark. Swaying from what he loves. You must convince him that what he does is wrong or destruction will strike once more."

"You mean he is going to turn to the dark side again."

"The Chosen One, he is. Change, his destiny cannot." Another voice said as a different blue figure forms.

"Do not give him so much doubt, Master Yoda. He is in a new time, new place. Things can change," Padme retaliated.

Yoda shook his head. "Things are not as they seem."

"What do you mean, Master?" Luke asked.

"He means," Obi-Wan's form said, "that the prophecy will come true once again."

"I don't believe this," said Padme. "You tell me to come here and talk to my son to help Anakin, and you two believe that there is nothing to do." The she turned to Luke. "I am sorry, my son, but I must go."

Her form began to disappear, leaving Luke alone with Yoda and Obi-Wan.

Master Yoda sighed. "Come true, the Prophecy will. But only, only, if you, young Skywalker, help him."

"Why would I want to help him become the very thing that I tried to destroy?"

As the two forms began to disappear, Obi-wan said, "You will see in time."

"Wait!" Luke called after them, but it was too later, they were gone.

"Why do they always have to talk in riddles…" Luke muttered under his breath.

Anakin was sitting in a chair trying to figure out what his two relatives could possibly be talking about, when he saw Luke come out through the door. He was muttering slightly to himself, something about riddles and prophecy. Luke sat down across the room from Anakin, seeming to be deep in thought.

Attempting to get his son's attention, Anakin cleared his throat, but Luke did not seem to hear or respond. Anakin tried doing it again, this time louder, but still Luke did not take any heed.

Finally, Anakin was forced to just call out his son's name.

"Luke!"

Luke shot his head up, surprised at the sudden outburst of his name. "What?"

"What are you mumbling about?" Anakin said forcefully.

"Oh nothing… nothing," replied Luke while looking down at the floor.

"Well it obviously must be something. Now I am your father, so you are going to tell me." Anakin finished with a smile of victory on his face. Having never used his father figure of a way to get what he wanted, he was quite pleased with himself.

When Luke did not reply, Anakin had to let the boy know that he knew that Padme was here.

"I know that she was here," Anakin said at last. "I just didn't want to barge in on your conversation, it seemed too personal."

"You knew?" asked Luke, who was obviously in shock. "Um… well then... I guess I could tell you, since I am not even sure myself what everything means."

Anakin laughed. "Well that was obvious."

Luke shot him a playful look, then told Anakin all about what Padme, Yoda, and Obi-Wan had said.

After he was done telling him the intricate story, Luke looked over at Anakin who was deep in thought. Anakin thought, as well, that Yoda's words were confusing, but the old Jedi Master was always talking in riddles. Luke looked over at Anakin expectantly, waiting for some sort of reply to what he had just told him, but still the Jedi did not say a word.

"Well?" asked Luke at last.

Anakin stood up suddenly. "Honestly, I do not think that we should worry about it too much, Luke."

"What!" Luke yelled while he too stood up. "But your fate could lie in whatever Master Yoda was saying! You don't want to end up like you were last time, do you?"

"Of course not!" Anakin responded while laughing. "But do you honestly think that now that I know what I did wrong, that I would let it happen again?"

"I don't know…" Luke said while lowering his gaze. "I just think that we should consider what Master Yoda said, that's all."

Walking over to his son, Anakin placed a hand o his shoulder. "Listen to me, Luke. I am not going to let it happen again." Then he ruffled his boy's hair a little. "You worry too much."

"Or maybe you just don't worry enough," Luke said quietly before Anakin went into the cockpit.

"What was that all about?" Janira asked when she saw Anakin sit down beside her.

"Oh, Luke was worried that I would repeat my last mistakes. Master Yoda put some bad thoughts into his head."

Janira sighed. "I always told Master that he worried too much."

"That is exactly what I told him too. But then he told me that I didn't worry enough."

"That's Master Luke for you. I guess Luke is what you get when a kid grows up without parents."

This comment caused a smile to slowly spread across Anakin's face. "It's ironic that even though I wasn't there to raise him and form the way he acts, it's still my fault for the way he turned out."

They both began to laugh, but it ended when Luke came into the cockpit in a fury.

"What are you two laughing about now?" he asked seriously.

"Oh, nothing, Master. Just the irony of life," responded Janira. Just then a thought popped into her head. "Anakin?"

"Yes?"

"How old are you?"

"Twenty-two, why?" Anakin became greatly confused as he saw Janira begin to laugh and Luke's face pale.

"That means, that you are younger than your son!" Janira concluded as she began to laugh more.

"What? Luke, how old are you? You don't look older than me!"

"I am twenty-six. Boy, this sure is ironic…"

"People are going to love this!" Janira said happily as she thought about the possibilities.

Son older than father, she thought, What a strange family…

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