Aayla Secura

"General Secura! There are more battle droids southwest from here!" Commander Bly found his way to his general's side. Aayla blocked a blaster bolt that was aimed at his head.

"Thank you, General."

"No need to thank me, Commander, just be sure to keep up," she teased slightly.

The 327th yelled, blasting their way through the battle droids. Many clones fell, but that didn't stop them. Force jumping over an Octuptarra droid, Aayla sliced off the legs and cut the body in half.

She whipped her head around gauging the battlefield, she will need backup, and she needs it fast.

I could always use another Jedi to help, she thought wryly.

Activating her commlink, she sent a message to her commander, "we need backup, contact the Jedi Temple for assistan–" Aayla dodged a missile that was headed for her. It blew up, sending her flying a few hundred feet from her original spot.

She picked herself up when a powerful tremor through the Force knocked her off balance. She knew that such raw power could be felt from all over the galaxy. The only time she felt power like this is when Anakin Skywalker tended to unleash a powerful Force ability.

"–neral, General! Come in, Aayla!"

Groaning, the blue Twi'lek held her head, trying to stop the oncoming headache.

"I'm here, Commander, just getting myself into trouble is all," she blinked rapidly.

"Hopefully not too much trouble, we need you here, there…has been an anomaly, someone just appeared out of nowhere."

"Of course, I will be there shortly, Secura out," using the Force, she ran towards the Republic base.

Clone troopers saluted the minute she arrived. Nodding in acknowledgement, she headed to the comm room where she saw Commander Bly, a few clones, and an unknown blonde man wearing a lightsaber clipped to his belt.

"General Secura," Bly and the other clones said respectively. The mysterious man looked at her, his brown eyes scanning her from head to toe.

"These…troopers tell me you're the general?" He asked gruffly. Aayla nodded.

"And you are?"

"Cade, Cade Skywalker."

Aayla and Bly shared a look of unadulterated surprise.

"I'm sorry, but did you say Skywalker?"

The man sighed, "yes, Skywalker, I know what you're thinking and I do mean the legendary name Skywalker."

"I must admit, Cade…there has only been one Skywalker and we would've known if there was another, especially with your abilities."

Cade narrowed his eyes, "there are plenty of Skywalkers roaming the galaxy, and if not by name then by blood. What I want to know, General, is why there are clones fighting a sithload of battle droids!"

Bly coughed in his hand, "you mean you don't know?"

"Know what?"

"We're in the Clone Wars, Cade," Aayla said, watching his face lose color.

"W-what."

Adi Gallia

Just having won the battle, many clones headed to the aircraft where they will be transported back to the base.

Crossing her arms in concentration, Adi tried to find the source of the Force tremor that happened moments ago, when a cry of shock from her troopers caused her to open her eyes. She brought out her lightsaber, but did not ignite it.

A woman fell through a blueish portal above the base. Adi used the Force to bring her down gently. The woman's brown hair covered her face, but her breathing was steady.

"We need a medic!" Cried Adi.

Coming to her aid, a clone medic removed the woman's hair from her face to check her pulse, "she is fine, nothing seems to be out of the ordinary."

Adi searched the woman and noticed a lightsaber hanging from her belt, along with a blaster. Just as she was moving to retrieve it, the woman's right hand grabbed hers. Recoiling in shock, Adi removed her hand, watching the brown haired woman's eyes snap open.

"Who are you?" Came the remark.

"I am Jedi Master Adi Gallia, and you are?"

Sitting up, the woman glared at the Jedi Master, "I'm Ania Solo, and I don't remember you being part of the Jedi Order."

The Tholothian gave her a kind smile, "I could say the same to you, young one, I don't remember a Solo ever being administered in the Jedi Temple."

The clone medic gave Ania a hand, which she gladly took.

"I'm not really a Jedi, I left a long time ago, I just rebuilt a new lightsaber."

Adi nodded in approval, "which you have done a fine job constructing, if you don't mind why don't we head to my base? There we can talk in a little more comfort than here."

Ania mulled over the offer for a slight minute, "I don't see why not."

A Republic Cruiser flew over their heads as they were walking inside.

"You claimed you did not remember me being part of the Jedi Order when you said you left a long time ago. How do you know I wasn't at the Temple when you left?" Adi questioned, folding her arms in front of her.

Ania's brown eyes took in the base, watching the officers all have the same face.

"How about I do the talking here?" She suddenly said, after a moment of silence, "What's with everyone looking the same? Are they clones?"

Master Gallia gave a sigh, "they are as a matter in fact, but since I hold the higher title, I believe you should answer."

Ania snorted, "Of course, master, I would've remembered you being there, I know most of the Jedi Masters there. Either way, I was a Jedi Knight when I decided to leave, the family legacy was getting to me."

"What legacy?" Now looking intrigued, Adi had a thoughtful look on her face.

"Why, the Skywalker legacy, even though I'm not one by name, I am a Skywalker by blood. It was either being a Jedi or being a political figure, it doesn't matter if you're a senator or part of some royal family."

"Skywalker!? That's impossible."

"Hey now, I get it, that's why I don't talk about my family, makes everyone go bug-eyed and star-struck," she rolled her eyes as she said this, it was clear she didn't want to talk about it.

"Of course, why don't you stay here and rest? I will be back shortly for some answers."

Ania nodded and followed a clone, muttering to herself.

The Jedi Master closed her eyes once again, if what the newcomer said was true, then Anakin Skywalker would have a lot of explaining to do.

Walking to the communication room, the door shut behind her.

Jedi Temple

Luke Skywalker and Mara Jade knew the Force was up to no good again when they found themselves at the Jedi Temple, looking as if it hadn't been destroyed over twenty years ago.

"Well, Farmboy, what have you gotten us into this time?" her red hair swished as she took in her surroundings, Luke only shook his head.

"I feel presences I haven't felt since…I was nineteen," he muttered. Green eyes looked at him in sympathy.

"...I heard voices over here…"

Two pairs of eyes snapped to the door.

"We're gonna get caught.."

"Sithspit, Skywalker, let's go."

They exited the room and made their way around several corridors, trying to avoid as many Jedi as they could. They made a left turn and ran into a dark-skinned bald man and a small, green troll.

Luke's jaw went slack with surprise while Mara groaned in annoyance.

"Great, just great, here comes the interrogation."

Senate Rotunda

Senator Mon Mothma's office

"The Chancellor may be on to us, we have to vote him out of here, he has been in this position way too long," Bail exclaimed, his hand stroking his beard.

"As long as this war is going on, we can't do anything," Padme said, her fingers typing quickly on her datacomputer, "we must end this war, it's the only way."

"If I might make a suggestion, none of us is close with Chancellor Palpatine, maybe we could get someone to give him the notion, surely–" Mon was cut off when a loud noise was heard.

Onaconda Farr was quick to walk over to the closet that was in Mon Mothma's office.

"Be careful, Senator Farr, it could be a spy," Mon warned.

The Rodian senator placed his hand on the button, the door opened and out tumbled a small young girl with brown hair holding a nexu.

Many senators who were present gasped.

"Who is she?"

"How did she get here?"

"Is that a nexu?"

Padme rushed over, ignoring the uncomfortable feeling of seeing a nexu again. She brushed the girl's hair away, and noticed a striking resemblance between them.

"Who is this Padme? She looks like you," Bail noted with surprise. The young female senator only shrugged in response.

"I-I'm not sure, Bail, Uncle Ono, help me move her to the couch." The two male senators complied, lifting the girl gently as possible. Just as her back hit the plush couch, her eyes snapped open.

"Who are you!? Where am I!?" she gasped out, the nexu was still unconscious so the young girl brought the beast closer to her chest.

"You're at the Senate Rotunda, may we ask for your name?" Mon asked warmly, giving the brunette a small, comforting smile.

"M-my name is Allana Solo…and you are?" Allana blinked, watching the different beings, all dressed in extravagance and perfection, in the room.

"I am Senator Mon Mothma, this is Senator Onaconda Farr, Senator Bail Organa, and Senator Padme Amidala," the red headed senator listed off the names of the other senators in the room, but she noticed that young Allana eyes widened at the names Bail Organa and Padme Amidala.

"B-But…you're supposed to be dead. You're all supposed to be dead!"

Senate Rotunda

Chancellor's office

Leia didn't know what to do, which was surprising, but not impossible. When she opened her eyes and saw the Supreme Chancellor's office, she became confused. This room was drenched in darkness, darkness that she hasn't felt in a long while.

"Great. Just when I thought all this Force mambo-jumbo was all dealt with!" Han grumbled out, stretching his neck.

"Han!" Leia wrapped her arms around him.

"Woah, it's always good to know you missed me, Princess, any idea what's happening?"

"No, I don't," she shook her head, releasing him, "let's go, we need to make a plan…hopefully we come across someone we recognize."

"What do you mean? Are we not in our galaxy?" shouted Han, Leia covered his mouth with her hand.

"Shh! And I think we are, but…it feels different, there's darkness here, everywhere."

"Right…" he mumbled.

They left the room, she was grateful they weren't seen. Walking through the corridor, Leia thanked the Force she hadn't changed from her senatorial wear, she blended in perfectly.

We need to find a way out of here and fast, she thought, her eyes dashing around, spotting every door on this floor.

Han muttered talking about stuffy senators and confusing rooms. She elbowed him, though she didn't allow him to see the smile that appeared on her face.

She opened a door that led to the Galactic Senate Chamber where they witnessed the room erupting in applause. Leia gasped out and covered her mouth not wanting to draw attention to herself.

"What is it?" Han asked, confused. Leia pointed to the center of the room, his face paled slightly.

There in the Chancellor's seat was none other than Sheev Palpatine.

Her mind raced a mile a minute, what happened? How could this happen? Darth Vader killed him, Luke said so. Yet here he was, smiling as if he had never died in the first place. Smiling as the Galactic Senate continued to eat out of his palm. Smiling as he knew, he had the galaxy under his fingers.

Leia was about to run off when a bright light surrounded the room, the Force once again bursts with power. A woman, dressed in clothes fit only for royalty with a single gold band around her head, fell through and landed, quite painfully, on the chancellor's seat.

Her groan could be heard throughout the room.

"W-where am I? Who are you?"

Chancellor Palpatine smiled a grandfatherly smile, "you're in the Galactic Senate Chamber, my dear, and who are you?"

The woman looked confused, gazing around the room, "I am Empress Marasiah Fel, of the Fel Empire."

Han furrowed his eyebrows, "another empire?"

A senate pod drew closer, "where is this empire located? We have never heard of it," A dark skinned man spoke, an Alderaanian accent present.

"The galaxy is the Fel Empire," the woman's delicate hand went up to her head, "I am the empress of the galaxy," her voice now set firm with authority.

Leia, who was quiet during the exchange, let out a startled gasp, along with thousands of other voices.

Anakin Skywalker

"Come on, Snips, keep up, we have a score to settle," the Jedi Knight laughed, slicing battle droids left and right. Said girl scowled, leaping from her spot, twirled in the air, and landed a final strike on a droideka.

"Master, you're cheating, we said no Force powers," Ahsoka pressed, blocking a blaster bolt five inches from her face.

"Nothing is fair in war, and besides, a little cheating is fun here and there," Anakin smirked once again leading the way. Ahsoka groaned.

"Cheer up, kid, you might catch the general in surprise," Rex said, appearing at her side.

"Hardly anything catches him by surprise, Rex," she rolled her eyes.

"Retreat! Retreat!" Battle droids turned around, fleeing the battlefield. Cheers became louder as the clones chased the last of the clankers away.

The padawan's grin fell from her face as she felt a warning through the Force.

"What's–oof!"

A boy landed on her, muttering strings of apologies.

"I'm really sorry, I don't know how I got here," he helped her up and bowed slightly.

Ahsoka's cheeks were dusted a light pink, "it's alright…" she coughed and regained her bearings, "just who are you anyway?"

"Ah," the red headed boy scratched his neck, "I'm Ben Skywalker."

Her eyes nearly bugged from her head, "w-what."

"I know, son of the famous Luke Skywalker, it's no big deal. But what's with the…clone army?"

"Ahsoka, who's your new friend?" Anakin came from behind her, assessing the newcomer.

"Master…meet…Ben Skywalker…"

Many clones stopped their conversation, now turning their attention to the newly revealed Skywalker. Anakin's face was written with sheer surprise.

"Skywalker? I don't remember any Skywalkers with red hair," coughed Anakin, his hands on his hips.

Ben chuckled, "I got my hair from my mom, but I have the Skywalker blue eyes though, at least, that's what my mom calls it."

And he was right, Ben's eyes were nearly identical to Anakin's.

"We need to contact the Jedi Temple."

The boy winced, "Er, I highly doubt my parents will be pleased, just tell them it was a mistake."

"Are you not a Jedi? Why do you think we would contact your parents? "Ahsoka looked confused, glancing at the lightsaber on his belt.

It was Ben's turn to be confused, "my parents are on the council, my dad is the grandmaster…what's going on?" he demanded. Anakin pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Grandmaster?" Squeaked Ahsoka.

"This just got a whole lot weirder. Snips, take him to the cafeteria in the Republic Cruiser, I need to send in a report. Rex, watch these two for me, will ya?"

The clone captain took off his helmet and saluted, "sir, yes sir." Anakin nodded and joined a few clones in a Low Altitude Assault Transport.

"Meet me when you're finished, Ahsoka."

The door snapped shut and flew off.

"Your name's Ahsoka?" Ben wondered.

"Yeah, Ahsoka Tano. That was my master, Anakin Skywalker."

The boy laughed as the trio entered their own transport.

"What's so funny, kid?" A clone trooper asked.

"Ahsoka said her master was Anakin Skywalker."

She looked unimpressed, "well he is, and you just saw him, what's so hard to believe? You two share the same name, so what's the big idea?"

Other clones nodded in agreement.

"Oh, you misunderstood me," Ben said, collecting himself, "The reason why I'm laughing is because if he really is Anakin Skywalker then he would be my grandfather, who died over twenty years ago."

The silence was loud in the transport.

"He's your WHAT!?"

Obi-wan Kenobi

"This is disturbing," the older man said, stroking his beard.

Three children rocked back and forth on their heels.

"Well it's true!" The youngest boy exclaimed, "I'm Anakin Solo!"

"And you were named after who?" Obi-wan questioned. The female sighed as the older boy explained.

"Anakin is named after our grandfather, Anakin Skywalker."

"He must be getting old, Jacen," the girl whispered, "I think he needs those hearing specials."

Jacen nodded, "you're right, Jaina."

Obi-wan's eye twitched, if these children were claiming to be the offspring…or rather great offspring of Anakin, then they inherited the talent of poking jabs at people.

"Cody, set course to Coruscant, I have a feeling this galaxy will either be doomed or saved, depending on how one looks at it."

Cody saluted.

"Let's go, children, we're heading to the Jedi Temple," Obi-wan said. The Solo kids cheered, chatting words like "Uncle Luke…training…pranks…"

Force help him, he hopes this was nothing but a prank and Anakin did not reproduce…and that his offspring didn't reproduce, for this galaxy will truly need help.

The clone commander smirked under his helmet, chuckling silently.

Oh, this was pure comedy.

Obi-wan commanded the ship with full authority. Left and right, men ran in all directions.

The battle may be over, but with this new anomaly, it required his full attention. Nothing can go wrong.

Anakin walked to the bridge holding multiple parts that Obi-wan's face paled.

"Anakin, what is this!?"

The young boy gazed at the older Jedi, his face turning into a pout.

"I noticed that this was wired wrong so I decided to come here and educate whoever was in charge," he grinned, " this would've blown everyone up in pieces."

Jacen and Jaina nodded in agreement.

"He's right, Uncle Obi, I'm disappointed," Jaina tsked.

Uncle Obi? A small sigh left his lips, he will demand a day's full rest and another day full of meditation. Anakin's great offspring is just as tiring and troublesome as he was .

What about his offspring? He buried the thought the moment it came, he refused to even think about it. The Force bursts again, Obi-wan lowered his head, this has been going on all day, whatever could it be now?

"Jacen! Jaina! No playing with lightsabers inside the ship!"

Anakin whined with disappointment when an officer took away the ship's parts.

"You need me to fix this disaster!"

Plo Koon

The Wolf Troopers surrounded two older men, though they held their fire.

One of the men, with white hair, lit his lightsaber, a yellow color illuminated his face, while the other man, slightly younger than the first, ignited his blue lightsaber.

Commander Wolffe raised his gun higher, his team following his lead.

"Hold your fire," Plo Koon walked to the circle, "state your names, we are not enemies."

Sharing a look, the men defused their lightsabers, but still held them in their palms.

"I am Bantha Rawk–"

"Oh, enough with that bantha poodoo of a name," the younger man drawled, "I'm Jedi Master Kol Skywalker, and this is my older brother, Jedi Master Nat Skywalker. Forgive us, we mean no harm."

Nat glared at his younger brother, "I don't want attention drawn to me." Kol waved him off.

Commander Wolffe faltered slightly, "did you say Skywalker?"

"Great, now our location is known, who knows who will come and try to kidnap us."

"I was unaware Anakin Skywalker had any other relatives in the Order, General Koon," a clone trooper commented.

"He doesn't, much less is related to anyone who is a Jedi Master," Plo brought a hand to his chin, deep in thought.

"Anakin Skywalker?" Nat interjected. Plo Koon looked in his direction.

"He's dead, it must be another one then," Kol mused.

"No one in this family has named any of their children after Anakin Skywalker, besides the Solos," insisted Nat.

"Please enlighten me, why would you believe Anakin Skywalker is dead?"

Kol raised an eyebrow, "because, we're his descendants, and he's been dead for over ninety years."

Shocked with the newly found revelation, the clones completely dropped their arms. Though highly unprofessional, they knew the elder Skywalkers would not harm them.

"We must head to the Jedi Temple at once," Plo Koon turned around suddenly, leading the way.

The two brothers shrugged and followed him.

The Force seemed to laugh jovially, there will be balance at last. Their son needs all the help he can get, especially after the Sith Lord almost cheated his way to victory, but that wouldn't happen on their watch.