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Wicked Planet: A Forever Destined Vignette

Part 4/?

Padme checked herself over in the mirror, trying to decide if she was okay with the clothes they had provided for her. She was wearing an outfit much like Callista and the other women were wearing and it was light tan in color. She had pulled half her hair back and secured it at the back of her head with a decorative barrette she found on the dresser, letting her curls cascade down her back.

"No way…no way in Sith hell," she heard Anakin call from the fresher.

"Ani, what's wrong?" she asked, as her husband stormed out, wearing very little.

"This is what's wrong," he said, gesturing to the clothing he was wearing, or lack thereof. It seemed that the Queen was determined to see as much of her husband as possible, for he was wearing a green skirt looking garment, much like some of the submissive males of the tribe were wearing.

Padme let her eyes drink in the sight of her husband's lean, shredded physique.

"They expect me to wear this ridiculous, humiliating garment like I'm a piece of Shaak meat," Anakin complained.

"Well, you are a fine piece, that's for sure," Padme said, without missing a beat and then covered her mouth to stifle a giggle. He looked at her incredulously and threw up his arms.

"Oh great, you think this is funny," he complained.

"I'm sorry love, but it's true you know. You're very sexy," she told him, as she snaked her arms around his neck.

"Are you really going to let me go out there like this?" he asked.

"Of course not, all those witches out there would try and eat you alive, not that I blame them, because I'm barely able to control myself right now," she said, as she smoothed her hands appreciatively along his bare chest.

"But I'm allowed," she added sensually, before kissing him passionately.

"Yes, you're allowed, but what am I going to wear? This is all they left for me," Anakin said.

"Well, we can't have you going out there like that. You'll give every woman with a pulse a coronary, because that thing you're wearing almost isn't long enough," Padme said, as she giggled. Anakin looked down and suddenly realized what she meant.

"Angel…now you're just making fun of me," he pouted. She laughed.

"I'm sorry sweetheart, but I couldn't resist. Besides, it's a compliment," she said, as she dug through the drawers, before pulling out a pair of dark blue pants.

"You didn't look very well," Padme said, as she tossed them to him.

"No…they didn't want me to find these. You had to dig for them," Anakin argued, now noticing that she was wearing a native Dathomirian outfit.

"You know, there's a lot of men out there. Are you sure you're okay with me going out there in this?" she asked teasingly. He scoffed.

"That's different. Those sad excuses for wimpy men out there wouldn't have the courage to approach a woman like you, especially with me there ready to Force choke them if they try," Anakin replied, as he wrapped his arms around her waist.

"I really am liking this outfit," he said, forgetting all about his complaints to focus on her. She gave him a withering look.

"And how is it not a double standard that I can go out there in an outfit like this, but you won't go out there in that," she said, pointing to the garment he was wearing.

"It's not a double standard, because guys don't wear skirts, at least ones with any self respect don't," Anakin argued. Padme rolled her eyes.

"Just go change and don't forget to put on your jerkin too. I'm not going to have all of them drooling all over your bare chest at dinner. That is a pleasure reserved only for me," Padme said, as she playfully shoved him. He smirked and quickly changed into the pants and slipped his leather jerkin back on, before fastening his utility belt around his waist.

"Let's go disappoint the Queen. I don't think my attire is what she is hoping for," Anakin joked. Padme smirked.

"She can wish to have you all she wants, but you're mine and when we get back, you're going to put that skirt thing back on for me," Padme said. Anakin smirked.

"Naughty star nymph," he teased, making her giggle, as they left their room.

Kimberly searched the ship and finally found Shane, sitting in the ship's library, once again absorbed in his work. She put her hand on his shoulder and sat down beside him.

"Hey, just the person I was hoping would come find me," Shane said. She smiled.

"You amaze me, you know," she replied.

"Why's that?" he asked.

"Because you're always working so hard on translating this diary for our family," Kimberly replied.

"Well, it's important. In fact, it may very well be the key to defeating the Sith. Besides, you and your family are important to me, because I'm hoping to be a part of the family someday," he said, with a warm smile, making her blush.

"I'm hoping so too," she replied. He leaned in and kissed her tenderly.

"I've never felt this way about anyone the way I feel about you," he said, as he kissed her tenderly again.

"I love you," she said, as their lips parted and her eyes widened, as she realized that she had told him out loud. He smiled brightly.

"I love you too," he told her, as she put her arms around him.

"Skywalkers usually fall in love for life, so I hope you know that you're stuck with me," Kimberly said. He chuckled.

"I think I can live with that, beautiful," he replied.

"Do you have to get back to work?" she asked.

"Nah, I can take a break," he replied. She smiled and their lips met again passionately.

Jayden gazed out the view window of their large family cruiser, as he flew it into the atmosphere. His great grandfather was behind him and Luke was his co-pilot, acting as a supervisor. He was the more experienced pilot among them and Anakin had been having Jayden put in a lot of flying time lately in order to sharpen and build his own skills.

"Wow…this is Dathomir? Why do people fear it so much?" Jayden asked.

"Yeah, it reminds me of Naboo," Luke added, as they looked at the oceans and lush greenery.

"Dathomir is a very deceiving place. This is what the witches want us to see, but what we are seeing with our eyes is not the true Dathomir. Close your eyes and let the Force see for you. Then you'll know what I mean," Dooku instructed. The ship hovered, as they did so and they both saw the true Dathomir. Dark and barren was most of the land and the oceans, while they were real, were actually quite polluted. They opened their eyes, looking shocked, for neither of them realized that the magic the witches wielded was really that powerful.

"Unfortunately, it is quite powerful and that is why we have been so cautious of them in the past. We're still not sure allowing them entrance to the Republic is a good idea," Dooku explained.

"I agree. This place is full of dark side energies. Did you feel it, Luke?" Jayden asked his big brother. Luke nodded. He had felt it quite strongly, which meant Jayden had felt it even twice as much.

"I plugged in the coordinates Callista gave us. We should be at the Queen's village in about a half an hour," Luke said, as they continued to fly the ship through the darkening dusky sky.

Anakin and Padme descended the stairs of the palace hand in hand and noticed the large banquet table waiting for them. The Queen and her most trusted advisors, including Callista sat at the head of it, while her male servants filled the table with various dishes of food.

"Dathomir has unique cuisine, but I think you'll find the dishes we've prepared most enjoyable," Rayna announced to her guests.

"I'm sure we will," Padme replied graciously. The Queen's gaze was fixated on Anakin, as she watched him pull out a chair for his wife and then slide her in, before sitting down next to her. She knew he desired no others, but try as she might, she couldn't take her eyes off him. She was disappointed that he had chosen to wear a covering over his torso, but it didn't stop her from admiring his amazing, shredded physique that the clothing was doing little to hide. Anakin heard her loud thoughts and looked at her sharply, before putting his arm around Padme's shoulders. The Queen looked away and then stood up with her glass of wine in hand.

"We are most honored to welcome our guests from Coruscant this evening. Jedi Master Anakin Skywalker and his wife, the esteemed Senator Padme Skywalker of the Naboo. We hope that we can sincerely present to you that we belong as a member of your great Republic and that we wish with all our hearts to bring peace to our troubled world. With your help, I sincerely hope these dreams of peace can be realized," she said, as she raised her glass. The others at the table, including Anakin and Padme, followed suit.

"To our guests and peace," the Queen toasted, as they drank. Padme nearly choked, as she sipped at the wine and Anakin found it to be incredibly strong as well.

"Wow, that wine has a kick," she said.

"Yeah, it's about the strongest wine I've ever tasted. I'll be drunk in no time if I keep drinking that," Anakin said.

"Maybe that's the point," Padme replied. Anakin looked at her.

"That wouldn't be very smart of the Queen to try something like that," he said.

"No, but she wants you badly," Padme replied.

"Well, she's wasting her time," Anakin said, as he dumped the wine in the dirt under the table and Padme did the same.

"More wine, Master Jedi?" one of the male servants asked.

"No, my wife and I will take something non-alcoholic," Anakin replied, looking at the Queen, who looked away in shame.

Dinner continued without anymore incidents and as they slowed eating, one of the Queen's male servants approached.

"My Queen, our other guests have landed and are on their way here," he informed.

"Excellent, thank you," she said, as she dismissed him.

"What other guests?" Padme asked. The Queen smiled.

"As soon as your family learned that your ship had been forced to crash, they decided to come and we thought it would be nice to surprise you with their arrival," Rayna announced, as their family and friends arrived.

"You know, those evil witch sisters better hope I don't get a chance at them or I'm going to go all former mercenary on their ugly witch butts for trying to kill my baby girl and son-in-law," Riley called, announcing his arrival.

"Daddy!" Padme called, as she greeted him with a hug.

"I'm so glad you're okay sweetness," he said. She and Anakin were then bombarded by hugs from all five of their kids, Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, and Dooku. They noticed that Shane, Natalie, and Ferus, Serra, and Marcus had also come.

"We decided that this situation required back up, so we came with plenty," Qui-Gon told them. Anakin and Padme smiled.

"We're so glad you did," Padme said.

"Hey, is it just me or are those guys wearing skirts?" Ferus asked.

"Yeah, that's what the servants wear around here. I found one in our room, but I decided there was no way in hell I was wearing something that degrading," Anakin replied. Ferus laughed.

"They actually expected you to wear one of those?" Ferus said.

"You laugh, but I bet you'll find one among the clothes in your room," Anakin replied.

"There's no way I'm wearing one of those," Ferus scoffed.

"Yet it's perfectly fine for us to wear outfits like those," Serra said, pointing to what some of the women we wearing and what Padme had been forced to wear.

"Thank you," Padme said to Serra, as she nudged her husband.

"I told Ani that it's a complete double standard," Padme said, but the two men only shrugged. They weren't going to even try to deny that they enjoyed seeing their wives in skimpy outfits.

"Hello, I'm Queen Rayna and I welcome all of you to our village," she said.

"Your Highness, these are our children, Luke, Leia, Kimberly, Jayden, and Jenna. And this is my father, Riley Zander, our young friends, Natalie and Shane Organa," Padme introduced.

"This is my Grandfather, Count Yan Dooku, Grand JedI Master, my Father Master Qui-Gon Jinn, my brother, Master Obi-Wan Kenobi, and Masters Ferus and Olin, and their son, padawan Marcus Olin," Anakin finished, as pleasantries were exchanged.

"Please, I invite everyone to join us for food and drink," Rayna motioned, as they followed her to the table.

"Hey there handsome," Callista said, as Luke sat down.

"What do you want?" Luke questioned. Callista shrugged.

"I was just saying hi, but I guess you're still a little pissed at me," Callista said.

"And why shouldn't I be? You treat people and their feelings like the cheapest commodity. I'm just glad I found out what you're really like before I fell too hard for you," Luke replied. Callista frowned.

"Then I guess there's no chance at being friends, huh?" Callista asked.

"We just had a fling that ended badly. How many people become friends after something like that?" Luke retorted.

"Good point. A little tip though. Don't drink the wine unless you want to end up drunk off your ass. We're a female dominate society and this isn't the place you want to lose your inhibitions," Callista warned. Luke looked at the glass of wine and heeded her warning by opting to drink the blue milk.

"Is that good?" Kimberly asked, as Shane ate heartily at the meat and pasta dish that was on his plate. He nodded and scooped up a bite, before putting it to her lips.

"It is, try it," he replied. She smiled and let him feed it to her. She munched and found it very good.

"Mmm…that is good," she replied. He nodded.

"I'm not sure what it is, but the food is good here, nonetheless," he said, as they continued eating. Suddenly, there was a small commotion, as a couple of the male workers brought one of their injured coworkers back to the village.

"What happened?" Callista asked, as she observed the man's leg, which had a deep gash in it.

"Get him on a table and start patching it up," Callista ordered.

"Are they healers?" Kimberly asked.

"No, but they can patch him up and we'll finish the rest with magic later," Callista replied, brushing her off.

"Can you get my bag?" Kimberly asked her boyfriend. Shane nodded and got up. Callista stopped her as she approached.

"We can handle this," Callista insisted.

"I'm training to be a healer. It may just look like a gash, but I can feel that he's in a lot of pain. There could be nerve damage and he needs it healed properly," Kimberly insisted.

"Callista, it's all right. Let her treat his wound," Rayna said. Shane brought her medical bag and she put it down beside the patient. She looked at him and the other two around her. On the outside, their appearance was that of attractive human looking males, but when she closed her eyes, she could see their true forms. They had tattooed, olive colored skin and horns on their heads. But she sensed that they were not evil, albeit sometimes angry by the way they were treated as second class citizens. Her patient hissed in pain and she put her hand above the wound, as she concentrated on dulling the pain, at least in his mind for now. He was attractive on his surface, though his muscular build was most likely real, considering he was a manual labor worker. He had jet black hair and eyes, as well as a strong bone structure. It was evident by the appearance of all the Dathomirans that they were enamored by the physical appearance of attractive humans and desired only to look like them. Perhaps it was because first and foremost, they wanted to be accepted into a galaxy that had feared them for over a millennia.

His pain eased and he looked at her with surprise in his eyes. She smiled warmly at him.

"What's your name?" she asked. He looked at her, almost confused by her question. No woman had ever cared what his name was. He was a man in a female dominated society and they rarely cared enough about any of them to ask for their name. They did everything they were told, took every order from the women, and never even thought of refusing to warm one of their beds. To them, the witches owned their flesh and it was theirs to use as they pleased. But she was different, as he had often been told that off-worlders were. But he never believed that a women could be anything but controlling and deceptive…until now.

"Um…Sav…my name is Sav," he uttered and she smiled warmly at him.

"It's nice to meet you Sav. I'm Kimberly Skywalker and you're going to be okay…you may have a little nerve damage, but this bacta salve should kill the pain permanently and seal the wound. The bandage will need changed twice a day to prevent infection, but it should be completely healed within just a few days," Kimberly said, as she applied the bacta patch.

"Th…thank you," he uttered in awe, unable to take his eyes off her.

"She's a gifted healer, so you're in excellent hands," Shane said, as he smiled at her. She smiled back and closed her bag.

"Make sure you rest the remainder of the evening and take it easy the next few days," Kimberly said, as she left him the extra bacta patches and he watched her walk away. She was the sweetest, most beautiful girl he had ever seen, but his reverie soured when he saw the young man next to her take her hand and kiss her cheek. She was taken, of course, and he shouldn't have been surprised by that. But it didn't make it any easier to swallow.

"Your daughter is so gifted. You must be so proud," Rayna said to Padme.

"We are," Padme replied.

"We're proud of all our children," Padme added.

"You are so fortunate to have so many wonderful children," Rayna said a little sadly.

"Do you have any children?" Padme asked. Rayna shook her head.

"No…I have never found a man I consider worthy to father my child," Rayna said. Padme really wanted to scoff at her explanation, but she kept it to herself. She knew their beliefs were very different and it would do no good to voice her opinions. The Queen could stare at her husband all she wanted, because Padme knew the fantasies would never be. Anakin loved only her, always and forever.

"Well, it's never too late to start a family," Padme concluded, leaving it at that, as she joined her husband and they all prepared to retire to the rooms they had been provided with.

Sometime later, Anakin and Padme lay in bed, entangled beneath the bedclothes, as they bathed in the afterglow of lovemaking. They stared up at the ceiling, which had a partial glass dome, giving them a view of the stars from the bed. It was a feature in their room that they had taken a liking to.

"You know, so far I've pretty much hated every moment on this planet, aside from the several times we've made love. But I have to say that I really like this star dome right over the bed," he mentioned, as she traced the lines of definition on his chest.

"I know, I really like it too. Maybe we should have one installed at home. Then we could make love under the stars every night," she said, as she kissed him. He melted into her kiss, as their lips moved passionately over each others in a feverish rhythm.

"But it may not be necessary, because every time you make love to me, I already feel like I'm flying among the stars," she whispered, as she brushed his bangs from his eyes affectionately. He smiled and kissed her lips again.

"You make me feel like I can do anything as long as I have you by my side. You make me feel so strong, yet so humble, because I know how lucky I am to be with you," he said, as she melted into his kiss. Their lips parted again, several moments later.

"There's something on the horizon, isn't there? Something big is going to happen," she said.

"You feel it too," he confirmed.

"Through you," she replied, as he caressed her beautiful face.

"No matter what it is, I'll protect you and our family, no matter what. Our love will be tested again, but it will never waver or be destroyed. Such a thing isn't even possible when it comes to us," Anakin promised.

"I love you so much…" Padme rasped, as their lips met again passionately.

"And our love is forever…no matter what we're forced to face," he promised, as their lips met again and their love and passion once again consumed them…