The Finale
After Naboo guards found Amara and Obi-Wan, they had taken them to meet with Queen Amidala. Padmé was devastated when she heard her news. Amara told Padmé that she needed to be alone and she ordered some guards to escort her to a private bedroom to clean up and rest. Amara broke down the moment she closed the bedroom door. She kept up all of her emotions bottled up since she met Qui-Gon. I should've done more. I could've prevented his death.
Amara screamed out in frustration, hot tears running down her face and sank to the floor. She was angry at the Sith, for her memory loss, and at herself. Why did this happen to me? She sat on the floor for what seemed like hours with her head resting on her knees. I can't stay here all night. Amara finally got up and made her way to the bathroom and to take a hot shower.
She quickly undressed and instantly felt her muscles relax as the hot water hit her the shower, she wrapped a towel around her and walked out of the bathroom. On the bed laid a silky yellow nightgown with a black night robe. She changed and climbed under the covers, hoping to sleep away the horrific events that happened.
But she didn't.
Amara stood in the power station, watching Qui-Gon fight the Sith. She began to run toward them, but the floor beneath her spun around, sinking her into the ground. The ground was now up to her knees. Amara struggles to escape but doesn't budge. She watches helplessly as the Sith stabbed Qui-Gon again, tears falling from her eyes. He falls right next to her, whispering, "Help me." His eyes lose focus once more, and like before, he is gone.
She reaches out to him when her body disappears totally into the ground.
Amara emerges from the ground, gasping for air. She's back in the room of statues from her vision. The room is completely dark this time; the only source of light is coming from the statue's eyes. She stands up and walks up the one in front of her. As she is doing so, she hears whispers from the shadows. Her heat starts to pound as the voices get louder. The statue she's looking at comes to live, revealing the cloaked man from the hut. He lunges at her and she falls back.
Amara bolted up screaming, sweat forming on her forehead as she tried to catch her breath. She glanced at the window, seeing that it was still night, and sighed. Amara certainly didn't want to go back to sleep now. She laid on her side and looked out into the darkness of her room.
The next day, there was news that the new Supreme Chancellor of the Galactic Republic would be arriving on Naboo. Amara, Anakin, and Obi-Wan stood next to Queen Amidala in the main courtyard. She looked exhausted and broken; her eyes had bags underneath them from barely sleeping and were slightly puffy from crying
"Now Viceroy, you're going to have to go back to the senate and explain all this." Amara snapped out of her thoughts to see Padmé talking to the two Neimoidians, Nute Gunray and Rune Haako as the Chancellor's cruiser landed.
"I think you can kiss your trade franchise good-bye," Captain Panaka added with satisfaction.
Amara glanced at Anakin, who gave her a smile. When she heard news of what he did, she was shocked. After Anakin left the Naboo hangar, he flown the starfighter that he was hiding in directly into the Federation defense, took down their shields, landed in the center of the droid control ship, torpedoed the ship's reactor, and set off a chain of explosions that destroyed the control ship. Anakin told her that he didn't even know what he was doing.
Obi-Wan, Anakin, and Amara led the Neimoidians toward the cruiser. Supreme Chancellor Palpatine, followed by Republic guards, came out first. After him, the Jedi Council came down the ramp.
Palpatine walked over to where the trio was. They bowed as he approached. "We are indebted to you for your bravery, Obi-Wan Kenobi." Palpatine looked down at Anakin. "And you, young Skywalker, we will watch your career with great interest." He turned to Amara, giving her a long look and putting his hand on her shoulder. "We thank you, Amara, for your bravery. It must've taken great courage. I hope that you have a great career ahead of you."
Amara nodded, emotionless. I don't trust him, she thought as she stared at him.
Padmé moved forward to greet Palpatine. "Congratulations on your election, Chancellor."
"It is good to be home," Palpatine announced, smiling. "But it is you who should be congratulated. Your boldness has saved our people, Your Majesty. Together we shall bring peace and prosperity to the Republic."
But many died, Padmé thought sadly. Many of my people, and many Gungans. And Qui-Gon. The news still hurt more than she would have believed possible. "Tomorrow, we will celebrate our victory," she told the Chancellor. "Tonight…tonight we will grieve for those who are no longer here to celebrate."
The afternoon was a busy one. Obi-Wan was in one of the Palace rooms, kneeling down before Yoda. Yoda had requested to meet with him to discuss the decision of Anakin and Amara. He described the events that happened in the Theed Generator Complex and how Amara helped him defeat the Sith.
Yoda paced back and forth in front of him, deep in thought. He turned to Obi-Wan and abruptly said, "Confer on you, the level of Jedi Knight the Council does." He frowned. "But agree with you taking this boy as your Padawan learner, I do not."
"Qui-Gon believed in him." Obi-Wan lifted up his head. "I believe in Qui-Gon."
Yoda resumed his pacing. "The Chosen One the boy or girl may be; nevertheless, grave danger I fear in their training. I sense something in the girl. Powerful, the girl is, no doubt."
Obi-Wan felt a shiver run down his spine. What does she have? "Master Yoda, I gave Qui-Gon my word. I will train Anakin."
Yoda grunted and stopped pacing in front of Obi-Wan.
"Without the approval of the Council if I must," Obi-Wan finished.
"Qui-Gon's defiance I sense in you." Yoda sighed. "Need that, you do not. Agree with you the council does. Your apprentice, young Skywalker will be."
Obi-Wan nodded, but wondered about Amara. "And Amara?"
Yoda paused for a moment before speaking. "She, a youngling for now, will be."
Amara stared at the funeral pyre in front of her. Everyone was there— Anakin stood next to her, Obi-Wan, Queen Amidala, Captain Panaka and his troops, Jar Jar and some of the Gungans, Chancellor Palpatine, and the entire Jedi Council. Qui-Gon's body lay on top of the pyre, his body up in flames. Amara stifled a sob and glanced around. I could've done more. Next to her, Anakin wiped his tears from his eyes and wiped his nose. Amara pulled Anakin close to her. I'll never let anything bad happen to you.
Amara felt someone tap her shoulder and looked to see Obi-Wan. "He is one with the Force, Anakin, Amara...You must let go."
"What will happen to me now?" Anakin asked quietly.
"I am your Master now. You will become a Jedi, I promise." Obi-Wan said solemnly.
Amara smiled at Anakin and kept her head high. "What about me?"
"Don't worry Amara; there is one Jedi that is perfect for you." Obi-Wan assured her. She wanted to know who the Jedi was but didn't ask. Instead, she nodded and stared into the flames.
I'll work hard to become a great Jedi, Amara swore to Qui-Gon. I'll make you proud. I promise. She looked up into the night sky. And if my family and home is somewhere out there, I will do it for them.
There was a grand parade celebrating Naboo's victory and the new alliance of the Naboo and Gungan people. Crowds lined the streets of Theed. Gungans filled the middle of the street, marching and playing the drums and trumpet. Starfighters flew throughout the city as the crowds cheered. Flowers were thrown from the balconies overlooking the street. Jar Jar Binks and General Ceel led the Gungans, riding kaadus, and waving to the crowd.
Amara wore a yellow dress that resembled candlelight. Padmé presented the beautiful dress to her earlier that morning. The girl stood in the middle between Obi-Wan and Anakin. Anakin wore the clothing of a Jedi Padawan; his hair was now short with a Padawan braid behind his right ear. R2 was beeping cheerfully at the parade.
Next to the trio was Queen Amidala, dressed in a simple white gown, with a tabard down the front and a fluffy cloak in pastel colors over it. Her face was painted in the traditional Queen of Naboo style.
Boss Nass, Jar Jar, and General Ceel made their way up the stairs and stopped before the Queen. Padmé handed over the Globe of Peace to Boss Nass. He bowed thankfully and faced the crowd. He held the Globe of Peace over his head and yelled out, "Peace!" The crowd cheered loudly while Amara watched, though her mind was somewhere else. She wondered what will happen once the parade was over. Who was her Master? Will she see Anakin once they're back on Coruscant? Will she ever get her memory back? These were some of the questions appearing in her mind.
Padmé looked back to where Amara and Anakin were standing and gave them a giant smile. Amara snapped out of her thoughts and returned the smile. She glanced down at Anakin and they smiled at each other. Who knows what will happen when we get back to Coruscant.
What Amara didn't know was that soon, she would be the key for the events that would bring the fall of the Republic.
END OF BOOK ONE
A/N: And that is the beginning of Amara's adventure! Thank you to everyone that has read this book :) It truly means alot to that you all commented/liked my story! The sequel, Origins, should be up soon. I can't wait to dive into the mystery of Amara's past life.