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Wicked Planet: A Forever Destined Vignette

Part 5/?

Padme suppressed a giggle as her slightly annoyed husband stood before her in the traditional male Dathomiri attire that he had vocally described as humiliating and degrading though she knew he really didn't mind wearing it just for her eyes. He would do anything for his angel, after all.

"Can I take this thing off yet?" he asked, making her smirk.

"Sure, take it off anytime you want," she purred, with a dreamy stare. He rolled his eyes, realizing the error in his wording.

"I meant can I put some real clothes on now?" he asked. It was morning now and they had showered. He was hungry, which was no surprise, especially considering their passionate night and a morning that had followed. She wasn't sure what it was about this planet, but her hormones had been going crazy since they arrived, even more than usual and that was saying something, for it was no secret that they had a very active, healthy sex life. And it was no wonder, she thought, as she gazed at her husband's gorgeous muscular physique.

"Not yet, I'm not done ogling," she replied, answering his question. He scoffed and pouted.

"Padme…" he whined, making her giggle.

"Ani, I think you're sexy and hot, even when you whine. Don't you like it when I ogle your rock hard body?" she asked sultrily. It was true, he was as gorgeous and good looking as one man should be to the point that it was borderline ridiculous. While she was aging very gracefully, so was he. Her husband was forty-one years old, but could barely pass for thirty when it came to appearance

"I do…but I'm hungry and this thing is itchy," he complained, making her giggle.

"You're such a whiner," she teased, before tossing his pants to him.

"You can get dressed now. There's still plenty for me to ogle, even with your clothes on," she said, as he tossed the itchy garment away and dressed in his normal Jedi attire. Leia and Kimberly had thankfully packed some clothes for them before they left and Padme had opted for one of her favorite white battle uniforms. She snaked her arms around his neck and pecked him on the lips.

"If you want the truth, I love seeing you in your JedI uniform the most, because it's who you are and who I love," she said softly, with loving adoration in her voice, before kissing him again with heated passion.

"I love you too, my star nymph," he replied.

"Come on, let's get you fed," she said, as she took his hands and led him out the door.

Luke and Jayden returned to camp out of breath from their five mile run they had just completed. Even though they were away from the Temple, their father still made physical training mandatory and the Queen took notice of this since Force magic was relied on more than physical ability on their planet.

"Their physical training is quite vigorous," she mentioned, as the boys sat down to eat.

"I believe physical training is equally as important as Force training. If their weapon is taken from them, they can fight without it and rely on their own agility," Anakin explained.

"Your training methods are very impressive and obviously quite effective," she complimented.

"Thank you," Anakin said, a little uncomfortable by her praise.

"But I think it's time to discuss what to do about your sisters and their tribe," Anakin stated, as they gathered around the table.

"Perhaps we should visit their village and try to negotiate with them," Obi-Wan suggested. Anakin scoffed.

"There isn't any negotiating with them. They shot our ship down and then were pretty eager to capture us," Anakin replied.

"Well, sometimes you do come off a bit abrasive and let's not kid ourselves, you love a good fight," Obi-Wan retorted. Anakin rolled his eyes.

"Fine, go negotiate with those wicked witches and then it will be like every other mission. You'll walk in there with your negotiating nonsense and I'll have to come save your sorry butt…again," Anakin said.

"Don't you mean you'll recklessly arrive chopping up anything in your sight with your light saber and your impatience will get us into even more trouble?" Obi-Wan asked.

"And then save you again for, let's see, I think we're on the thirteenth time?" Anakin asked.

"Thirteen? Where the bloody hell are you getting that number?" Obi-Wan asked. Anakin scoffed.

"From all the times I've saved you, of course," he replied.

"Please, I'm usually in those predicaments because of your recklessness," Obi-Wan argued.

"Stop!" Padme snapped, ceasing their arguments.

"Now, I wish negotiating was an option, but I don't believe it is in this instance," Padme said. Anakin smirked victoriously and tossed a smug look at his brother, who only rolled his eyes.

"I'm afraid I agree. My sisters will stop at nothing to spread their evil and plunge Dathomir into darkness," Rayna said sadly.

"Then it sounds like we need to go in there and take care of them," Riley suggested.

"Daddy…" Padme scolded, knowing exactly what he meant by that.

"I'm not sure we have the Chancellor's approval to just go in there and wipe them out. This planet is not a part of the Republic yet and therefore, we cannot just go in there an force them to see things our way," Padme reasoned.

"She's right," Dooku stated.

"They don't want us here, so it's only a matter of time before they attack and we need to be ready," Anakin stated.

"Unfortunately, I believe Anakin is right as well. We can only fight if we are attacked by them and we must be ready to deal with the Force magic they wield," Qui-Gon advised.

"When they briefly fought Anakin, they were no match for him," Padme said. Her husband nodded.

"Unfortunately, I think they were caught off guard by my powers and I don't think they were using their full potential. You have to guard your mind around them. If they can get a spell through your shields, they can take over you," Anakin warned to everyone.

"The Chosen One is right. My sisters have this ability, but fortunately we do as well and can combat it effectively," Rayna said. Dooku had a puzzled look on his face.

"What is it, Grandfather?" Padme asked.

"There is something bigger going on here, I feel. Even with all their magic, they are still no match for your true powers when they are unleashed. I believe they know this and that's why I think we must be so cautious. Someone else could be behind all of this…someone with the means to combat your power." Dooku warned.

"The Sith," Anakin concluded.

"It makes sense. Dathomir has always had ties to the Sith. I'm sure they don't want to lose this planet to the Republic," Riley said.

"I've felt it too. There's more going on here than what's on the surface," Anakin said.

"Unfortunately, we're stuck just waiting for them to attack us," Obi-Wan said.

"I'm afraid so. With all due respect, Your Majesty, the Senate will be up in arms over this whole fiasco. If your sisters are allied to the Sith, then the Republic may never accept your planet into the Republic. We will make your case, but there will be no guarantees," Dooku warned Rayna nodded sadly, as Callista rose from her seat. Padme watched her closely, as she put a hand on her stomach and another to her mouth. She looked ill and she watched the other woman excuse herself quickly. Padme looked very concerned and made a mental note to keep an eye on the other woman.

"Well, you know there is no reason we can't spy on them and see what they're up to without attacking," Riley said.

"That sounds dangerous, Daddy," Padme said.

"Don't worry sweetness, I'll be careful. I was pretty good at spying back in the day," Riley replied. Padme looked skeptically at him.

"Besides, I'll take Master Negotiator here with me," Riley said, pointing to Obi-Wan.

"You will?" Obi-Wan questioned.

"Actually, it's not a bad idea," Qui-Gon said.

"You say that because you're not going," Obi-Wan replied.

"He has a point, dad. This might turn into one of those situations where the Negotiator gets himself captured and I have to rescue him," Anakin said. Obi-Wan gave him a withering glance.

"That hasn't happened that many times," Obi-Wan argued.

"Yeah, only like six times," Anakin argued back.

"Six? Where the bloody hell are you getting that number?" Obi-Wan questioned.

"From all the times I've had to rescue your sorry butt," Anakin replied.

"I think your ego has exaggerated that number, Hero With no Fear," Obi-Wan retorted.

"You know I hate when they call me that," Anakin fumed.

"I know, that's why I did it," Obi-Wan teased.

"Stop!" Padme called again, ceasing another one of their brotherly bickering sessions. She knew this was there way of easing the tension of an upcoming serious battle that would likely push all of them to the limit. This was just their way of relieving their tension.

"He started it," they said simultaneously.

"Your Majesty, can we get the location of your sister's village?" Padme asked. Rayna nodded.

"Yes, but you must be extremely careful not to get caught," Rayna replied.

"I should be able to sufficiently conceal our presence with the Force," Obi-Wan assured her.

"Callista, go with them and help them," Rayna ordered. Riley was going to protest, but Padme gave him a look. She didn't like Callista either, but she knew this planet a lot better than they did.

"Then it's settled. You should depart for the reconnaissance mission as soon as possible. We will use our own magic charms as well to conceal your presence," Rayna said, as they rose from the table with purpose.

The Death Star loomed near the planet Dathomir, having finally arrived. The structure was truly a monstrosity and a mere vision twenty years ago. But finally, Palpatine's dream had been realized and Ysanne was thrilled that at least a form of him was able to see it be realized. She turned to her daughter and the cloaked figure beside her.

"It's time Kendra. Take him and go to the planet. Help the witches wage an attack and see that the Chosen One and all he cares about are finally made to pay for all their treachery. Then, the galaxy will be ours for the taking," Ysanne said.

"Yes Mother. He and his loved ones will suffer for all they have put us through. Come…my son," Kendra ordered, as she motioned to the cloaked figure followed her to the docking bay.

Padme was always amazed when she was able to watch Anakin train their children. At that moment, he was sparring Luke, Jayden, and Jenna all at once. To watch how skilled he and their children were with their light sabers always captivated her. Anakin was laid back about the rules and regulations that were often recommended by the Council, but not when it came to combat. He was as tough as Mace Windu, if not more so in some ways, being that there really was no one that could equal him if he used his full potential. But as she watched him spar Jayden, she could see her youngest someday becoming an equal with his father. Luke and Jenna could hold their own as well.

"Okay, that's enough. Let's save our energy," Anakin said, as they all grabbed their water and Anakin put his arm around Jenna.

"You're doing well sweetheart, but I'd like you to rely a little more on your Force abilities. You'll be amazed at how much it will add to your abilities. Your superior physical strength can be magnified with the Force. Don't be afraid to use them together," Anakin told her. Jenna smiled and nodded, as he sat down next to Padme.

"I wish we would hear from Daddy and Obi-Wan soon. I'm worried," Padme said. He kissed her forehead.

"Me too, I'm not so sure going to let them try and spy was a good idea. But I guess we have to try and find out what they're planning," he said with a sigh.

"Still, I'm not liking the vibrations I'm feeling in the Force," he added. She lay her head on his shoulder and thought about how once again, they were about to be in the center of what would likely become another battle between good and evil. Her husband and children against the threat of the Sith. It wasn't Sifo-Dyas this time, though she was sure he would be around trying to pull the strings of any puppets he had infected to try and influence the events in his favor. But Ysanne and her daughter were the real threat here. They had been in the shadows for years and that only made her wonder what they had planned, for she knew it was very big and that made her very nervous.

"Everything will be fine, I'll make sure of it. They won't hurt the people I love and infect the galaxy with their evil. I'll stop them," he promised, hearing her thoughts. She nodded.

"I know, but you know how I worry about you," Padme replied. He cupped her beautiful face in his hand and kissed her lips with tender passion.

"I love you and I don't know what I'd do if anything happened to you," Padme whispered.

"Nothing's going to take me away from you…ever," he promised, as their lips met again, while they held each other. She shivered and cuddled close to him. The hairs on the back of her neck stood up and she looked around, her eyes scanning the village with scrutiny. Even though Ysanne was most likely behind whatever was on the horizon this time, she knew Sifo-Dyas was lurking in the shadows waiting for his own opportunity to wreak havoc on them.

Riley looked on with his one good eye from behind the shrubbery where they were hiding. The witches stood in a circle around a fire, chanting something in an undistinguishable language.

"Damn…they've been at this for over a half hour. What the hell are they doing?" Riley complained.

"It's ritual," Callista replied.

"It looks and sounds like a waste of time," Riley retorted. Callista glared at him.

"Don't insult my people," she hissed.

"They're not your people," he replied.

"They are. They took me in when no one else would. The Jedi never did anything but judge me, but the Dathomiri welcomed me with open arms. Rayna's sisters may be evil, but not all Dathomiri are like them," Callista explained.

"Of course they took you in. You're a witch, so you're in good company here," he replied with a smirk, causing her to grit her teeth angrily.

"How dare you!" Callista hissed.

"I would have thought the father of the perfect, amazing Padme wouldn't be such an ass," Callista spat.

"Well, you were wrong sweetheart. Padme may have changed me for the better, but I ain't a fan of your people. I used to be a scoundrel and I know that the stories I used to hear in the Cantina about this place are true. You make men your slaves and the reason none of the ones unfortunate enough to land on this planet never leave, is because you take over their minds. And don't tell me Rayna's sisters are the only ones guilty of enslaving men they want to keep. I saw her looking at my son-in-law like a Nexu in heat. She better not even try to get her damn claws in him, cause my baby girl might be as wonderful as they come, but she'll fight for the man she loves and Rayna will lose bad," Riley spat.

"This is neither the time nor place for this. They're going to hear us," Obi-Wan hissed, ceasing their growing feud.

"Something's happening," Callista said suddenly. They looked and saw the chanting had ceased. Now, the small tribe of evil witches stood by as a ship landed among them. The ramp dropped and Obi-Wan immediately recognized Kendra immediately, but strained to see the face of a figure beneath a cloak that stood next to her.

"I knew it…they're involved with the Sith," Riley hissed.

"Yes, it seems Ysanne is definitely behind all of this," Obi-Wan said, as they quieted in order to listen to the conversation.

The witches were on their knees before Kendra and the mysterious figure. Kendra glared down at them and extended her hand, as blue electricity sizzled from her fingertips. The witches writhed in agony, flailing like fish out of water and screeching in pain like any of them had never known.

"Fools…the lot of you. My Mother should use her prized weapon to wipe the lot of you out," she hissed. Riley and Obi-Wan exchanged a serious glance, each wanting to know what this prized weapon was that she was talking about.

"The Chosen One surprised us, that is all. We were not expecting such power," Rianna said. This time the Force lightning came from the mysterious cloaked figure and the witch sister screeched in terrible agony again.

"You're not giving me excuses…are you sister?" Kendra questioned threateningly.

"No…no My Lady," Rianna strained in a pained voice.

"Are your sisters ready for the assault?" Kendra questioned.

"Yes My Lady, but what of the Chosen One? Surely his powers will stop us and I have information that his children are present as well," Roxanna informed her.

"My associate is more than able and capable of dealing with the Chosen One's power and I can take care of his brats myself," Kendra said, with a smirk.

"Besides, there is more than one way to control the Chosen One and his little wife has proven to be quite the controlling mechanism. He'll do anything to see that she and his spawn aren't harmed," Kendra responded, as a swarm of androids disembarked the ship with cases full of weapons.

"Arm yourselves. We'll leave after we greet our guests," Kendra said. And Obi-Wan realized that she was talking about them.

"Stang…" Riley swore, as he drew his Sentry blaster and blew the oncoming android back. But he was horrified to see that one shot had only done a small amount of damage. These were new models, far more resilient and stronger than their predecesors it seemed.

"Bring them," Kendra ordered. Obi-Wan leapt out, igniting his azure blade and swung it at one of the android, decapitating it. But the cloaked figure hurled Force lightning at the Jedi. Obi-Wan raised his blade to catch the attack, but it was simply too powerful and his blade fizzled out, as the hilt of his weapon cracked open. Obi-Wan cried out in pain, as he was hit by the sizzling blue energy and was sent flying back into a tree. Two androids disarmed Riley and Callista and all three were brought before Kendra.

"Well, it looks like we have a couple of useful bargaining chips," she hissed evilly.

"This one is important to our foolish sister," Rianna mentioned, gesturing to Callista.

"Yes and these two are very important to our target. The brother to the Chosen One and the father of his pretty little wife," Kendra sneered.

"Chain them up and put them on the ship," she ordered, as her soldiers went back to readying for the coming assault.

Sav looked at the bandage on his leg. He was capable of changing the dressing himself, but since he had met Kimberly Skywalker, he couldn't stop thinking about her. He decided that the only way to see her again was to act as if he needed help with the bandaging, so that's exactly what he was going to do.

"Um…Healer Skywalker?" he said, as he approached the table she was sitting at.

"Oh hello Sav, how are you today?" Kimberly asked. She remembered his name and it gave him a feeling of elation, especially when she smiled at him.

"I hope I'm not intruding," he apologized, though he really didn't care about Shane's feelings. He wouldn't have minded in the slightest if the dark haired young man fell into a Gondark pit and never came out.

"Not at all. How is your leg?" she asked.

"It feels much better today. You're a very gifted healer, but I'm afraid I'm having trouble with the bandages. Do you think I could get your assistance again?" he asked. Kimberly smiled.

"Of course, sit down right here and I'll get my bag," she replied. Shane watched the other man closely, as Kimberly went to get her bag. He hadn't missed the man's enamored look when he gazed upon her and he didn't much like it. It wasn't that he felt threatened and definitely not because he didn't trust Kimberly, because he did implicitly. He just knew that infatuation could turn into obsession, especially when the affections were not returned. It had happened to Kimberly's mother too many times and Kimberly was her mother's daughter. She was kind to anyone and everyone she met and as a healer, she helped everyone, no matter what. She was also incredibly beautiful And he could see it in Sav's eyes. He was mistaking her kindness for returned attraction.

Kimberly knelt down as she returned and began undoing the used bandage, before examining the healing wound.

"It's healing very nicely. Are you having any trouble walking?" she asked. He shrugged.

"Not really, other than my leg tires very easily," he replied.

"It will be tender for a while. I don't want you over exerting yourself. I'll tell the Queen that you should be on light duties for a couple weeks," Kimberly promised, as she cleaned the wound and wrapped it in a new bandage.

"There. If you need help again, just let me know," she said. He nodded and smiled at her.

"Thank you," he replied, as he stared at her. Kimberly suddenly felt a tingling in the Force and her smile faded into a frown.

"Kim…what is it?" she asked. She looked up at her father, who had shot up from his seat was rigidly still.

"Daddy…something's wrong," she said.

"It's Obi-Wan and Riley…I think they've been captured," Anakin called.

"I can't feel them either," Qui-Gon mentioned.

"We need to go after them," Padme said.

"No need…they're coming for us," Anakin replied, as he looked to the sky. Everyone turned to see what he was looking at and saw the looming ship in the near distance. And there was no mistaking the presence of evil coming from that ship. It was more than just the witch sisters and confirmed their connection to the Sith.

"Get ready…I think we're in for one hell of a fight," Anakin said, as they all took stance and drew their weapons. The looming battle between good and evil that both he and Padme had been sensing on the horizon was about to unfold…