An even longer time ago in another part of the galaxy, there was a system known as Enchantra, a place full of planets that were full of magical creatures. There were planets with humans who had magical powers, animals who could talk to humans, even beautiful nymphs and creatures most ordinas, as they called non-magic folks, would only expect to see in storybooks.

Like the Galactic Republic, the Enchantra system had its political leaders to enforce the laws among all of the worlds and promote balance among Enchanteds young and old. Many of the lands in this system were ruled by kings and queens too, a monarchy, to put it simply. But not an ordinary one like you might expect with the first born child automatically getting the crown. In these kingdoms, one did not become the new ruler simply for being born into the family. One had to truly earn the crown, but not necessarily through being prim and proper, but by demonstrating morals and actions that a true leader should possess.

Among one of the greatest kingdoms of Enchantra was the kingdom of Solaris, a kingdom often referred to as La Corona de Sol. Their symbol was of the sun, as in their kingdom, one of the most cherished beliefs was that light would always find a way. Even a small spark had the power to light the most pitch black of nights. The last known moments of Solaris, the kingdom was ruled by the beloved king Reginald Antonio De La Rosa Starling, a very strong, handsome, and fair ruler. But he wasn't alone. By King Reginald's side was the very lovely Serafina Kathryna Kingston, a former Jedi who'd left the order when she was younger in order to marry her true love, and she became queen of Solaris, very beloved like her husband.

King Reginald and Queen Serafina were a beloved couple so much in love. Most protocols for royals said no P.D.A, but these two didn't care; they held hands, kissed, and danced together without hesitation no matter where they were. And they were so happy when they learned they were expecting a child, and even happier when they were presented with a healthy baby girl. And they named her Miranda Rosalinda Kingston-Starling, princess of Solaris. Her parents thought one day she would grow up to be a wonderful new queen to the people. But fate had other plans.

When Miranda wasn't much more than a newborn, a ball was held in honor of the new baby. Kings and queens from all around came to honor the child, when all of a sudden, Solaris was attacked. A group of dark wizards and evil Force wielders called Sith attacked the people. The kingdoms' many allies and their greatest warriors jumped in to help fight this threat, while all the queens took on another important task: protecting the princess.

As much as she hoped for the best, Queen Serafina saw that the only way to ensure her daughter's safety was to send her somewhere far away. But she couldn't do so alone. So, the other rulers all came to help. Together, they performed a spell and placed a bit of essence of their magic into a potion, which Serafina put into her baby's formula and fed to her before placing her into a pod that would take her somewhere safe.

How did Miranda know all this, you may be wondering?

When Miranda was sent away in that pod, it did go far away, and it just happened to land near a building on a rainy day, but no ordinary building. An orphanage on Coruscant, the last place anyone would think to look for a princess of a magical kingdom. Fortunately, someone inside the building heard the crash and found the pod. They found she had a note taped to the blanket she was swaddled in.

To whom it may concern,

if you've found this letter, it means that this baby's parents are unable to care for her for reasons that cannot be explained at this time. Her name is Miranda. Please take very good care of her and let her know that her family never wanted to give her up and that they love her so much. And please, make sure when she turns 16, she gets this sealed envelope her parents left her.

Sincerely, Miranda's mother.

Miranda grew up in the system, never getting adopted. She was placed in a lot of foster homes and group homes that treated her like a maid, a servant, regardless of her age. But over time, she discovered she had odd abilities. When she touched drab rags or plain clothing, it transforms into something beautiful, like Cinderella's rags turning into a gorgeous ball gown. Except, these clothes didn't transform back after midnight. But it wasn't just clothes. Miranda could turn everything she touched beautiful if she used her imagination.

And then, when she turned 16, Miranda was shocked when a pair of magenta butterfly wings appeared on her back. That was the last straw for Miranda. She needed answers about where she came from, so she went to the one place she knew it all began, to her knowledge. The man who found her outside the orphanage gave her the envelope her parents left her, having kept it safe for her all those years. And she was shocked when she opened it.

Dear Miranda,

If you are reading this, it means your father and I are likely no longer here and our home has been destroyed. Naturally, you will have questions as to why we, your parents, had to give you up. Giving you up was the hardest thing we could've ever done, and we both want you to know we love you so much. You are our true crown jewel, and we always had faith you could become a great queen someday. You are a princess, Miranda. By now, you have likely discovered your powers, and have probably struggled to use them. These powers are just a piece of what makes you a special girl, and they are dangerous if you expose them to anyone outside the Enchantra community. As long as one heir remains alive and free, there is hope that Solaris may be restored to its former glory. Magic holds much beauty in it, my child, but also great danger. Never forget, Miranda, that you have the power to do good things, and it is up to you whether or not to use your abilities. On the back of this letter, there is some information that may aid you in properly training to use your powers, and how to blend in with the ordina crowd long enough to complete this mission.

Sincerely, Mom and Dad

In the envelope, Miranda also found her birth certificate, with her parents' names on it. Sure enough, she used the information she was given, and she was able to receive some books that taught her many spells, potion recipes, even how to fly with her new wings.

Naturally, Miranda practiced as much as she could, but did so in secret. No one could know she was a princess, much less had powers. It was a challenge having to teach herself, but Miranda inherited her mother's persistence, and got to know a bit about her family's past through some old diaries they'd left in a secret location for her to find. Although Miranda could use her magic to make life easier, she chose not to for her own safety, and went to get a job like almost any civilian to earn money for herself. But it was far from easy.

Then one day, while she working on placing some accessories on a higher shelf, the ladder suddenly started to topple, and she would've hit the hard floor had it not been for a pair of strong arms catching her. That pair of arms belonged to none other than Caishen Jinn. At the time, he was a foreign exchange student, and he'd been taking a tour of some of the local fashions around these parts, and he ended up finding a girl he considered exotic, one of a kind, the kind of woman every guy should hope to meet, but may not think is possible. She was beautiful, skilled, smart, and something about her just screamed she was special.

He came back to her one day to ask her to get coffee, and she accepted. One date turned into another, and eventually they kissed. Miranda hit the jackpot with this guy too. Caishen was such a gentleman, and he came from a wealthy family too. He and Miranda moved into a lovely house when they got married, and they had such a great future ahead of them. Miranda and Caishen were ecstatic when they found out they were pregnant too. If they had a girl, they would name her Sarah, but if they had a boy, they would name him Qui-Gon, after Caishen's grandfather. But fate had other plans for Miranda, much like her parents before her.

And then, Miranda was met again by her long-lost son she feared she would never see again.

Qui-Gon couldn't believe what his mother had told him.

"Let me see if I understand this," said young Qui-Gon. "I'm descendant from... royalty? Me? A prince?"

"It's true," said Miranda. "I couldn't believe it when I read the letter either. Our family was forced into a dark hiding space for many years. As far as I'm aware, you are the only other heir in existence."

"Then there must be something I can do to help." Qui-Gon said. "How is the kingdom to be restored?"

"I don't know, Qui-Gon. The answers still remain unknown to me. I've studied every book I could, and found nothing. And I cannot go to Enchantra without risking exposing what remains of the royal family. And with only two known to be alive, even if we did go together, that would risk placing what remains of Solaris' rightful rulers in danger of being eliminated permanently. And if such is the case, the only other hope is if you were to have children yourself."

"Unfortunately, being in the Jedi Order forbids me from doing so." sighed Qui-Gon. "However, there is this one woman I do like. But I have never been able to confess my feelings to her. The Jedi are very strict about their code, and I see many flaws within it."

"Then perhaps the Jedi need a little encouragement to change with the times." Miranda said. "I don't know what possessed them to believe forbidding members from knowing the joy of a family would be beneficial, but I do know change is possible. And you inherited your grandfather's strength in physicality, but there is more than one way to be strong."

"What if I were to reveal that I have powers beyond the Force? Not even my master knows about them."

"And it must remain that way for now. Until you know for sure it is safe."

"How would I know?"

"Son, you may have super physical strength, but your true greatest strength is in your heart and mind." Miranda placed a hand near her son's heart. "And with them together, you can inspire change. I believe in you, and I love you as I have since the moment I first felt you in me. But, you must return to the Temple and stay safe. Us being together too long may raise suspicion."

Miranda hugged her son again, but before he left, she gave him the book about how to fly so he could learn, and she showed him a few basic movements to steer. It wasn't much, but it would help some, so Qui-Gon hoped. Qui-Gon was sad to go, but Miranda told him he could feel free to visit anytime, and if he ever needed anything, she would be there where he could find her.

Qui-Gon took the book back to the Temple and hid it under his mattress so no one would find it. And little by little, he read it to learn how to fly. Reading was easy. Actually flying... that was another story. He had to practice at night when everyone else was asleep

The first time, he was able to get off the ground very well... but he lost his balance and nearly fell flat on his face. That was to be expected though, given that his wings were still new and needed time to get strong. So, he practiced some exercises with them first before trying to fly again. This time, he managed to get off the ground, but accidentally did a back flip right into a flower bed.

"Oops."

But, being patient, he picked himself up and dusted off the dirt. And, he tried again and again to fly.

Every night, while all the other Jedi were sleeping or doing their late-night meditations, Qui-Gon practiced flying in the courtyard where there was lots of open space. He managed to master getting off the ground, but steering was another story.

The first time he practiced steering, he went too far right. Another time, he couldn't stop flying in circles. Another time, he kept going backwards every time he tried to just turn left, and all kinds of crazy things just emerged from there. Mainly crashes.

Crash #1

Qui-Gon was starting to get the hang of steering, until a bit of wind blew and threw him off balance, causing him to crash into the courtyard tree, getting caught in a bunch of branches and leaves in his hair. He actually had to make his wings vanish and climb down just to get out of that mess. By the time he did though, he had a bunch of sticks in his hair that took forever to pick and brush out.

Crash #2

After working out a few kinks in the courtyard, Qui-Gon decided to practice in a nearby park where there was a little more room to fly. But while he was practicing flying in circles and then in various patterns, he got distracted by a fly, and while he was swatting it, he crashed and found himself sitting in a trash can. Thank the force no one was there to see that but the fly.

Crash #3

Qui-Gon decided to practice flying again inside one of the gymnasiums while it was empty. No trees in there. But when he got too excited and flew too fast, he lost control and crashed right through the wall, and a another one in the room next door, leaving two perfect human-shaped holes in them.

That last one, that was a little harder to hide from his master and the other Jedi. Luckily, his mother had taught him a spell that could easily repair damaged things, like a hole in the wall. But he had to cast it a few times to fix it completely.

There were so many other crazy crashes too where Qui-Gon faced incidents whenever he practiced flying during missions on other planets, like getting pied in the face, crashing into an empty garbage can and needing a little help to get unstuck, splashing into a lake and ending up with a lily pad on his head, crashing into a big puddle of mud and getting all dirty, even crashing into a painting droid and getting blue paint splattered all over him. There was even one incident where he accidentally startled a skunk and got sprayed. It took six baths a day for a week and at least three bottles of perfume just to get rid of the scent.

In other words, a lot of his crashes usually resulted in Qui-Gon needing a bath.

Present Day...

Anakin and Carmine were both laughing when their father shared how many times he'd crashed.

"That really is a funny story, Dad." Anakin chuckled.

"Making messes of ourselves runs in the family." Carmine said.

"I don't know how you were able to keep anyone from seeing you," said Anakin.

"Memory erasing if anyone did see that." Qui-Gon said. "But over time I had to use magic less and less in order to maintain my cover. And the day you two were born, that was a truly magical day for your mother and I. Someday I'd hoped I would be able to teach the two of you how to use your abilities."

"Except I had to learn at night in music school," said Carmine. "My roommate Sanjay and my foster mom were the only ones I ever told about my abilities, aside from Caroline."

"How many incidents did you get into?" Anakin asked.

Carmine was embarrassed to admit it, but when he had to teach himself to fly, he'd crashed a few times himself into a lot of things. A tree, a flower bed, his dorm window (luckily it was open) and his roommate's drum set, he even ended up getting his head stuck in a tuba, and one of the teachers had to literally blow him out. Anakin tried to hold back his snickers. Key word: tried.

"Just wait 'til the kids are laughing about you crashing into the window earlier." Carmine smirked, making his twin freeze.

"How do you-?"

"One thing about the Temple that never changes," said Qui-Gon. "Word travels fast, no matter which end it starts at."

"Incoming!" exclaimed a new voice, and something pink and something purple flew in and knocked Qui-Gon down.

The two somethings turned out to be Gabby and Lamenta.

"Girls, what are you doing?" Qui-Gon asked.

"Flying?" said Lamenta.

"And apparently knocked you down by accident when we couldn't Tigger Tag you on purpose." Gabby giggled.

"Alright, you've had your fun," sighed Qui-Gon. "Now will you both kindly get off me?"

And the two girls got up and helped their grandfather up.

"Looks like you're not the only one who needs extra lessons." Carmine chuckled.

"Gabby, Lamenta." Anakin said. "It looks like we're gonna be in the same class together."

So, Qui-Gon and Carmine started teaching Anakin and the girls everything they possibly could about flying. Sapphire, Carousella and Crescent, of course, provided some assistance in catching the little ones, or Anakin if they fell.

Of course, they had to start not flying too high to reduce risk of injury. But little by little, like any flying creature learning, they started to improve.

"Remember, Anakin, you have to angle carefully but quickly to steer." Qui-Gon said.

"Careful, Lamenta." Carmine told his daughter as she practiced going in circles.

"Here I come!" Gabby exclaimed, going pretty fast.

"Gabby, slow down!" Anakin shouted. But Gabby wasn't listening, as she was having too much fun flying around.

Anakin shouted again for his daughter to stop.

"Is this how I make Obi-Wan feel?" Anakin asked no one in particular.

"I'm gonna go with yes." Carmine answered.

"I got her!" Carousella said.

Meanwhile, some of the Jedi Council members were in a meeting in their chambers, when they suddenly were met with something a little unexpected.

"With the way things are going," said Mace. "Our best bet may be to-"

"Incoming!" Gabby screamed, about to crash into the window, when something purple swooped in and was pushed into the glass in her place.

"Gotcha!" Carousella said, the human in her forelegs.

Carousella managed to pull herself off the glass and get her girl onto her back. She looked apologetically at the council and flew Gabby back down to the ground.

"You gotta be more careful, Gabby." Carousella said.

"Gabriella Skywalker-Jinn, you know better than to just fly off like that." Anakin scolded. "Especially since you hardly know how."

"Sorry, Daddy." Gabby said shamefully.

"Now you're starting to sound like Obi-Wan." Carousella teased.

"All you need now are lighter colored robes and to grow a beard." Lamenta said.

"Very funny." Anakin said sarcastically.