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Dear readers, I originally wrote this story back in 2005 under the title "It Is Your Destiny". However, I never finished it. I have thus decided to re-write it under the title: "New Messiah". This story however contains themes that are dark and may be unsettling to some people. In particular one of the characters is raped by the main villain. I did not write this into the story simply "for the hell of it". There is a long-established history of writers drawing attention to the plight of those violated or oppressed. And I wanted to use my writing to call attention to people that this is something horrible, something that cannot be tolerated in any civil society. Silence is a form of falsehood, and we should always speak out on behalf of human dignity. This story is also for the most part a love story, a story that illustrates the powerful and deep bond between two people. I am one of those people who does in fact believe that love can conquer and overcome anything. I do hope all you readers enjoy this story and see the deep meaning behind the words written here.

"Imagine a universe of infinite darkness... Infinite cruelty. Consumed by greed, lust, and hatred... Then came the Jedi, bringing light into the darkness."

Star Wars: New Messiah

Chapter I

In a daring move, Chancellor Palpatine, leader of the Galactic Senate has

been kidnapped by Separatist Leader Count Dooku, and droid army leader; General Grievous...

Two Jedi knights; Obi-Wan Kenobi, and Anakin Skywalker, mount a daring

rescue to save Chancellor Palpatine from the vile clutches of his captives.

Successful in slaying Count Dooku, and rescuing Chancellor Palpatine,

Our heroes return to Coruscant, the capital of the Galactic Republic to discuss the end of the Clone Wars...

Jedi Master Mace Windu, along with a delegation of Republic Senators who were all standing, lying in wait just beyond the landing pad of the shuttlecraft that was transporting Supreme Chancellor Sheev Palpatine, leader of the Galactic Senate, along with his two rescuers; Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi, and Jedi Knight Anakin Skywalker. Off in the distance Mace Windu could see a plume of smoke, at least a kilometer thick, underneath it lay the crashed remains of the Separatist flagship the Invisible Hand, which Skywalker and Kenobi had managed to commandeer and crash land safely on Coruscant, the capital world of the Galactic Republic.

The shuttlecraft had just completed its landed and the corrugated hatch swung open. A rather triumphant looking Palpatine emerged and walked over to him, he was joined shortly thereafter by Kenobi and Skywalker – the unbeatable dynamic duo of the Jedi Order.

"Chancellor Palpatine! Are you all right?" Mace greeted warmly.

Chancellor Palpatine pointed to the two Jedi Knights standing next to him: Obi-Wan Kenobi, and Anakin Skywalker. "I am, thanks to your two Jedi Knights."

"Count Dooku has been slain," Anakin stated.

Palpatine turned to the young Jedi Knight and smiled. "Oh, don't be modest Anakin! You bested him, take some credit!"

Anakin looked down with a sheepish smile as Obi-Wan took a step forward. "Unfortunately, General Grievous escaped."

"And so, the war will continue," Palpatine said blandly.

Mace Windu's optimism quickly sank. He narrowed his gaze on the Supreme Chancellor of the Galactic Republic. How could the Chancellor make such a statement? After all, Count Dooku had been to the Separatists to what Sheev Palpatine is to the Republic; the leader, the head, the General. And the head of the Separatists had just been decapitated, (literally by Anakin Skywalker) now they were virtually leaderless and on the run.

If I didn't know any better, I'd say you want this war to continue. Mace thought to himself, knowing full well how the Chancellor seemed to bask in the emergency powers he had been given by the Senate.

"Without Count Dooku, the separatists are leaderless. Now is the time to sue for peace," Mace proposed. The Jedi Master had always believed in the power of diplomacy. His demeanor and reputation demonstrated that. However, when diplomacy failed, Mace was one of the Jedi Order's most capable warriors. Second only to Master Yoda as a swordsman. Mace Windu was a Jedi well respected not just for his wisdom, but also his fighting prowess.

Chancellor Palpatine eyed the Jedi Master with contempt. His eyes conveying a certain anger and hatred. With Dooku's orchestrated death at the hands of Anakin Skywalker, Palpatine had set forth the final phase of his grand machinations for the Sith to exact revenge against the Jedi Order and seize control of the galaxy. The time had almost come, but for the present, he would have to keep up the ruse of being the mild-mannered Chancellor a little while longer. "You forget Master Windu, Grievous is still the leader of the Droid Army."

"General Grievous will run and hide as he always does, he's a coward," Mace stated.

"You underestimate him Master Windu. With Grievous at large the Separatists ability to wage war has never been stronger," Palpatine countered.

"Then we will track down Grievous, and destroy him. This war must end!" Mace replied.

Obi-Wan interjected in the conversation. "What if Master Yoda's feelings are correct? And Count Dooku was merely the apprentice Sith Lord?"

"That's a question only time will reveal," Mace answered before turning his attention back to the Supreme Chancellor. As he eyed Palpatine he reached into the Force. He could feel there was something Palpatine was hiding from him. He could feel it, locked away in the deepest recesses of his soul. This was of course Mace Windu's unique gift; to see how people and situations fit into the Force, and to discern them, to put it all together like a puzzle. And those puzzle pieces had the taint of the Dark Side of the Force.

"Indeed, my Jedi friends. However, I must address the Senate about the continuing war. Please excuse me." Palpatine said politely before departing with the gallery of Senators.

I'll be watching you Chancellor. Mace thought as he kept his eyes on the departing Sheev Palpatine.

As the Supreme Chancellor walked away he allowed himself a contended smile that masked his antipathy for the Jedi. Oh, the arrogant Jedi, very soon will you see the master plan I had laid out years ago bear fruit and you will serve your ultimate purpose... In death. Palpatine quietly thought. And like a master chess player, always contemplating his next move in the grand plan of the revenge of the Sith.

"Are you coming Obi-Wan?" Anakin asked.

Obi-Wan chuckled. "Oh no, I'm not brave enough for politics, besides someone has to be the poster boy."

Anakin paused and put up his hand, Obi-Wan wasn't getting off that easily. "Hold on! This whole operation was your idea!"

"Let us not forget Anakin it was you who saved me from the buzz droids, slayed Count Dooku, and rescued the Chancellor while carrying me unconscious on your back! Let's be fair, today you were the hero, and you deserve your glorious day with the politicians!"

Anakin nodded, feeling he could let his former Master off the hook – this time at least. "All right, but you owe me one, and not for saving your skin for the tenth time."

Tenth time? Has Anakin lost count already? It was time Obi-Wan reminded him of just how many debts he owed his former apprentice. "Ah! Ninth time, that business on Cato Neimoidia, that doesn't count. I'll see you at the briefing!"

Anakin chuckled as Mace Windu joined Obi-Wan on the shuttlecraft and watched it depart towards the Jedi Council.

"The Republic can't thank you enough!" A voice echoed from behind the Jedi Knight. Anakin turned and was greeted by the Senator of Alderaan: Bail Organa. Anakin shook his hand and walked with him for a bit. The two of them talked about the ongoing war for a short time before Anakin politely excused himself, for he could feel her nearby presence, waiting, waiting for him.

Anakin walked at a brisk pace at first, before bolting into a sprint as he could make out her unmistakable silhouette alongside a giant pillar.

Senator Padmé Amidala stood, lying in wait for her loving husband; Anakin Skywalker, Jedi Knight and hero of the Galactic Republic. The two of them had been married secretly for the past 3 years, since the onset of the Clone Wars.

Padmé's heart thumped against her chest as she could see the love of her life sprinting towards her. The war had kept the two of them apart for 5 months, and she was terrified. Terrified not to see him, but terrified of the news she was about to tell him. For she was no longer just his wife; she was now the mother of his unborn child.

The Jedi Knight marched up to his wife with a triumphant smile on his face. His strong hands embracing her narrow waist and pulling her up into the air and twirling her around a few times before setting her back down on her feet.

An elated Anakin took his wife's face in his hands and drew her into a passionate and deep kiss. Padmé closed her eyes and anxiously received him. She could not help but emit a soft sound as she tilted her head and deepened the kiss. And after what seemed to be a brief eternity, their kiss was over.

"Oh, Ani! You're all right!" She said gleefully. Her heart singing with joy to be back in the loving embrace of her husband after 5 months.

Anakin pulled in Padmé and closed his eyes, losing himself in the intoxicating scent of her perfume.

"My Padmé... It seems like we've been apart for a lifetime. If the Chancellor hadn't been kidnapped, I don't think they would have ever brought us back from the outer rim sieges," Anakin said before opening his eyes and staring into his wife's chocolate eyes. "Oh, each day you grow more and more beautiful," Anakin's voice grew tender and loving, trying to flatter his wife – It worked, her cheeks turned to a shade of crimson for a moment. Padmé was his Angel, his breath. Each time he was called away on a mission, it pained him beyond words to be torn away from her. This war must end! Anakin thought, for he did not want to be torn away from his dearest Angel ever again.

He leaned in close, wanting to feel his wife's lips again, but she pulled back.

"Wait, not here..." She said, disappointment echoing in her voice.

"Not here? Padmé... I'm tired of this deception. I don't care if they know we're married anymore!"

"Don't say things like that Ani... I love you more than anything. But I won't let you give up your life as a Jedi for me. I know how much it means to you. Ever since I met you on Tatooine, you dreamed of being a Jedi, and helping other's. That's your purpose in life Anakin, that's what you need to do. I see how much your life as a Jedi centers you. Oh, I'm so proud of you Anakin. But, I won't let you give that up for me," Padmé said, lowering her head. Anakin cupped her chin gently,

"Shh... Oh, Sweetheart... I've given my life to the Jedi Order. But, I would only give up my life for you," he said, drawing her in closer. He could feel Padmé trembling. "Oh, Angel... You're trembling, what's the matter?"

Padmé could barely work up the courage to say a word to her husband. But, she knew she had to tell him... "Nothing's wrong Ani..." She said softly, a tear streaming down her cheek. "...I'm pregnant..."

Anakin was taken aback. The revelation had struck him harder than a runaway speeder. This was certainly not the news he was expecting for his homecoming. Pregnant? Surely, we had practiced proper protection during our romantic interludes? And me? A father? Anakin thought as he began to process the news. He admitted to himself, the prospect of being a father hadn't crossed his mind. Not when he was still so young, and certainly not when he was off fighting a war and being perhaps the Republic's poster boy hero.

However, the thought of a little life stirring inside Padmé's belly, a life that their love created filled his heart with joy. Anakin Skywalker was going to be a father. "That's wonderful..." Anakin said, trying to show optimism in his voice. But the young Jedi felt fear, he was afraid he wouldn't be able to take care of their baby, or even worse, be killed in action and leave Padmé a widowed mother. And what would the Senate say once they found out she was pregnant? Oh, the Senate, he hated the Senate and its corrupt politics. If only Padmé could still be off on Naboo as Queen… Anakin pushed these thoughts aside, and simply embraced his wife. This was a moment of joy, not sadness.

The sun was beginning to set, and the air was getting colder. "We should probably get out of here, I feel you're getting cold," Anakin said, wrapping his Jedi robe around his wife. Padmé shivered slightly and wrapped an arm around her husband as the two began to walk back to their Coruscant apartment for the evening.

Meanwhile, off in the distance, Chancellor Palpatine having felt a ripple in the Force had followed the young Jedi Knight and witnessed him and Senator Amidala sharing a romantic embrace. I just can't believe it, Anakin Skywalker is the father of her child... Palpatine thought to himself as he watched them, an evil smile forming over his face...