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Journal Memory Entry 2- Her Little Years- (Coruscant, 34 BBY, one week and three days after Anahita's birth) - Senate Building-
"Then it's settled. We will take these requests and fulfill them, while convincing them. Meeting adjourned." Palaptine said, as the Jedi left the room. Yoda was one of the last ones out, along with Jedi Master Mace Windu at his side. Fwoosh! The doors opened, and they walked out into the hallway. Both of them said nothing, but then Yoda turned around, and walked back towards the Chancellors office. "Master Yoda, why are you going back to the Chancellors office?" Windu asked with a confused look on his face. "A strange energy of the force is here. And not one I've seen in the temple for that matter." Yoda said, looking around the area for the source. Yoda looked to the right of him, and there, hidden by a special cloth-made blanket, was a newborn baby girl.
"A baby? How on earth did it get in here?" Windu asked in surprise, walking over to where Master Yoda stood. "That, I do not know. Considering the situation, Chancellor Palaptine will need to know about her. Come." Yoda said, as he picked her up, and they went back into the room. "Master Yoda, Master Windu, what are you doing back here? Wait a minute, why is there-?" he asked, looking up and noticing the child that Yoda held in his arms. "Chancellor Palaptine, Master Yoda found this newborn out in the hallway. Someone must have abandoned their child here for whatever reason." Windu explained to him, as the little girl woke up. "She is too young to be raised in the temple. Judging by her size and appearance, she is only two week old, I would say. Is there any information with her?" Palaptine said, determining as best he could the babies age.
"We need someone to look after her, or at least adopt her until we can either find information on her; or an age where she can live in the Jedi temple. But no, there was nothing else with her besides this blanket." Yoda said, as the girl looked up at all of them. "A nursing droid could take care of her until we have this matter settles, Chancellor." Windu suggested to him. Palaptine looked and Windu and asked "Are you going to tell the council about this?" Mace though in silence for a moment, and looked down at the girl, whose eyes shied away from his gaze. "Yes, maybe she'll even have midochlorians to become a Jedi. But we'll have to see about that later." he replied, and the Chancellor agreed.
About a week later, Anahita was determined to have a good amount of midochlorians to become a Jedi and was taken into the Jedi Temple. I took a liking to her; she was a very innocent baby. So pure and untainted, I wished she would stay that way. But such things do not always happen the way you want them too. Many of the Jedi loved her, as she was just irresistible for her age. It was funny how she reacted to each of them, although Luminara she could barely stand, and Aayla she would only tolerate. Anahita was attached to me, but I always noticed that she was very attached to Kit Fisto.
She loved playing with his tendrils, or she would fall asleep in his arms, which he never complained about. Even as she became a year old, their bond didn't cease, it became stronger. She also was attached to Plo Koon, Anakin, and even Obi-Wan! It had now been three years, and this is the memory of her I remember the most. We never found out who her parents were, she never seemed to find it lonely without having them. Besides me, of course. She considered the Jedi to be her family. On the day of her third birthday, Anahita was jumping up and down in excitement, just waiting for her annual cake.
"Anahita, stop bouncing! I think you'll create a hole in the floor for you to fall through at the rate you're going!" exclaimed Obi-Wan, trying to keep the hyper girl from jumping up and down. "But Obi-Wan! I want cake! How much longer?" she whined, stopping for the moment at least. "There's four hours, twenty-seven minutes, and nine seconds till the party. Can't we find something quiet for you to do?" Obi-Wan told her, looking at a nearby clock. "I would read, but I can't yet, because no one's taught me." she complained, which was starting to get on his nerves. "Anahita, did you ever think of using a learning device to start your reading?" he asked, trying to get her to do something productive.
"No. Where can I find one, Obi-Wan?" she asked curiously, as he motioned for her to follow him. She walked beside him quietly, as her shoes made a small taping noise as they passed through the deserted halls. After they had gotten the little machine, she became occupied with it for the next few hours. "Well, would you look at that? Anahita, it's time for your party." Obi-Wan told her, looking up at the clock. Her head sprung up, as she put the stuff back. "Let's go, let's go!" she cried, pulling his hand with little effort. "Alright. Don't be hasty, Anahita, it's not like the party's going to start without you!" he said, laughing, as they made their way (at a good pace) to the room it was being held in.
He opened the door for her, and everyone looked at them. Everyone said happy birthday, as she great fully accepted their words with a big smile. The party went on with a few games, cake (which Anahita couldn't resist eating a lot of), talking, and then the presents. Yoda handed his small and long shaped box to his daughter, who begun to untie the ribbon. The ribbon came off, and she opened the box. Inside the box was a small, beaded chain. "What's this supposed to be?" she asked, holding it up. "Instead of going through an orientation when you enter the Jedi temple, there are a few cases where a family member will give you a beaded chain, each one being different. Looks like you'll be going there soon, right master Yoda?" Anakin said, looking over at the old man. "Yes, but she won't start till next month, when it'll resume after the small vacation they get. The force has indeed chosen Anahita, which is supposedly going to be very strong in her future." Yoda replied happily, as Anahita went and hugged him. He hugged her back, but then, without warning… crash! The glass windows shattered into hundreds of pieces, as Anahita was snatched from my arms.
A woman smirked, and I knew at once she was a bounty hunter! Anakin immediately went into action, but he wasn't able to catch Anahita's hands in time. She tossed Anahita into the ship, and sped off at a high speed; in a hurry to avoid battle with Jedi. We tried our best to track the ship down, but by the time we did, it had already been abandoned. After a year had gone by, Palaptine asked that we continue our duties, and try to locate her by a missing poster. So we did, even though we all terribly wanted to find her, it couldn't be done in a universe so vast.
I put her second, next to war, of course, knowing I could find her sooner if we could finish the war. It didn't cease, and kept getting worse, but there was no trace; until, 11 ½ years later, she was found on Naboo. It turns out she had lived there from age 5 to almost 12, in the farmland, city streets, and the palace. Senator Amidala was our hope, but she knew nothing else, but I at least knew some things that went on during that time. Anahita had to be found, and soon. Or else there would be no chance for her to survive…. –end of Journal Memory Entry 2-
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