This is amazing! I just have been so into the Star Wars universe lately, I have always been a gigantic Star Wars fan but this year has been the year of Star Wars! I have been wanting to write a Star Wars story but I have been reluctant due to my GSI story having serious delays are storying issues. I decided to jump in on this idea because It has been flowing easily!

I am a Star Wars prequels fan. I love the Clone Wars TV series, it has been hard for me to watch because it makes me love Anakin so much. I decided to change the ending to Star Wars 3 and bring in some of my favorite EU characters.

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Chapter 1: Crashing In

"I believe he is the chosen one."

Abafar was the worst planet he could have picked for his exile, it was too much like Tatooine except it used to be a mining world. Since it was once controlled by the separatists it seemed like a good place to lay low and be forgotten. Not that Palpatine would ever forget him nor how close he had been to turning him. He had not had another choice when he crashed onto the planet with nothing. He soon learned how to survive on the almost lifeless rock and he realized he had lost the troops that had been tailing him, he was safe and far from the reach of anyone in the empire. He was so well hidden here that he knew his friends wouldn't find him either, if they were still alive, so he had never had any hopes of them finding him. Some days he wished he had gone into exile on Naboo because of the dreariness of this place, but that place was too close to the center of the empire and too obvious of a place that Palpatine would look for him there for sure.

He knew Palpatine was still looking after fifteen years, and he wondered why he still held onto life after all this time. It would be dangerous if Palpatine ever did find him, not for himself but for the rest of the world. He owed no one anything had done his part by getting a few fellow Jedi out of the temple and running away with his life still in tact. He realized soon after that Palpatine had killed Padme, his grief had been what had driven him to exile. He couldn't face the world without her, and he couldn't face what he had almost become. He had no clue what had happened to the rest of his friends. The force had been his guide to this place and it had been the thing to keep him from taking his own life years before. For some reason it wasn't done with him even after what he had done.

"You are the chosen one."

Many nights he dreamed of them, the ones whom he cared about. He wondered if Obi-Wan had escaped his own clones, and where Ahsoka was after all this time. After this many years his wondering was winding down, he had put those people out of his memories and sought to cleanse his soul of all attachments. That was one Jedi principle that he had never been good at. That and meditation. It was ironic how meditation had become his sanity on this planet. He had spent so much time within the great atmosphere of his meditation, it helped him clear his mind of the burdens and the grief. Only after the Jedi order was destroyed did he really understand why the Jedi existed the way they were.

Meditation helped him to have an ear to the ground on this planet, to keep an eye on who was coming and going. There had been ripples in the force lately, something out there was changing but after so long a time he wondered if he would be a part of it. Perhaps his destiny was here, not really to end the Sith. Perhaps everyone had been wrong about him, after what he had done he was almost certain of it. Out there above him was a huge galaxy in turmoil and he did not know if he would ever be a part of freeing it and no one would know how long he had survived.

"He is the chosen one!"

Was he really the chosen one? His own experiences in the clone wars seemed to scream that loud to him. So many in the order believed it, but now here he was so far detached from the world around him. Out there somewhere the Sith had won.

A crash rocked the ship harder this time as the alarms rang out telling them that their enemies had broken through their main shields and were probably going to board soon. This was not the situation they had expected when they set out a day before for the outer rim. They were all but sure that the empire would be no where near here. People were madly rushing around trying to fix what they could while she knew their fighters were almost all gone. This mission had been futile from the beginning, there were too many star destroyers around the planet that was her target. She wondered how they had known the rebels were coming here, if they had known at all. Perhaps they were chasing the same blind leads she was, the idea that the hero still lived and the best place to hide was the outer rim.

If she had know the danger she wouldn't have changed a thing. This planet was her last hope and the last hope of so many that she cared about. She couldn't help herself, despite her masters warnings to stop her quest she felt the changing ripples of the force and they drove her to this place. Even now she felt a strong sense that everything around her was calling to her and telling her that she was on the right track. The man she was looking for had to be on the planet below, she felt it.

"Commander Kenobi," her ships pilot yelled to her, "We aren't going to make it to the planet's surface at this rate. We are sustaining too much damage." She wished they had taken a faster ship. The group with her were mostly old clone troopers who had served with her father, they had wanted to accompany her. She was glad to have them along, but she might have gotten to the planets surface better alone.

"This mission is vital to the alliance," she spoke with authority, "you will continue your trajectory, get me to that planet!" Her master would be furious with her when he found out about this, but she really didn't have a choice. She was the one who always told her to listen to what the force was telling her and now it was screaming louder than ever. She believed it what it was telling her, their only hope was on that planet below. The chosen one had to be here.

"Upper shields are dropping," one of the other men in the cabin yelled, "we're not fast enough to make it down there. We don't have a lot of tricks left in this machine." She looked around at the people she had brought with her, they had believed in her mission enough to come without a second thought. They had believed in her, that she was right about everything. True her force powers had been elevated due to the fact that both her parents were Jedi, but sometimes she thought people looked at her with too much expectation. She just wanted to be the best that she could be and she wanted to help bring an end to the suffering around her. Her master constantly told her to be careful about choosing her battles but she was too headstrong and rushed into things before thinking.

"We have to get her out of here," she heard Captain Cody speak now bringing her out of her thoughts, "Are there any more fighters aboard this ship?" She knew what he was going to say, and she didn't want to hear it.

"I am not leaving!" she protested thinking of the lives that would die up here and they would fight less if they knew she was safe. They had all resigned to their fate long before, to die to protect her on this mission but it hurt her to think about that. She didn't have the luxury of worrying about it, she did have a mission to fulfill. The lives of many in the galaxy were worth the sacrifice of a few, but knowing the truth didn't make any of it easy.

"We don't have another choice," Cody argued with her, "your survival is more important than ours, there aren't that many Jedi left! If the empire catches and kills you that's one more we'll lose. You have to get down there, this mission is important. You must find him." She heard his words and saw how frantic he was, tears sprung to her eyes at what she had gotten them into. If she didn't find her target on that planet all this would be for nothing. The force around her reminded her that she was on the right track. He was here, there was no denying it.

"I understand," she responded using her Jedi training to breath in and out letting go of what she saw around her. There was no death for her men, only the force.

"Then go!" Cody spoke as another blast rocked the ship, "NOW!" She hesitated for a moment as she saw R6 preparing to follow her. She looked around at the bravery she saw on the faces of those around her.

"May the force be with you," she spoke gravely and they nodded.

She hadn't expected to be pursued this far into the atmosphere because she had used all the tricks she knew to get to the surface as fast as possible, it was like the commander above was reading her trajectory as she worked fast to fight off the tie fighters that were tailing her. There were three of them but she was trained to handle these situations, most of the people in the rebellion were. She pushed her fighter to it's speed limits while dodging their shots. She began to consider her options and the surroundings of the planet below the.

"R6 fly us low!" she shouted as she worked on the next stage of her plan. The tie fighters took the bait. "Cut the main engine power." She said as her ship suddenly flew behind the fighters. She fired shots taking them down quickly. She smiled with glee, she was her mothers daughter. From what she had heard from her master, her father had hated flying.

Her moment of glee was ended quickly when a shot hit her ship and she saw two more fighters on her scanner, and she was reminded of why her father hated flying. She saw a canyon up ahead and knew that it was going to be dangerous but it was her only chance. She propelled the ship forward ignoring the protests of her droid. She didn't have time to come up with another option, her window of opportunity was closing.

"Calm down R6," she spoke reassuring him, "I have an idea." She quickly maneuvered through the canyon walls and checked her engines, she wouldn't be in the air much longer at this rate. She stretched out with the force to see what was ahead and made her ship respond accordingly. She was very happy that she had the force as her ally during fights like this one. Flying was unpredictable without it. One of the fighters hit a canyon wall exactly as she had planned, she contained herself focusing on the task at hand.. The other was still firing at her. She instinctively responded flipping her ship to account for the shots. Sometimes she wished she was a better pilot, this was not as easy for her as it would have been for her master.

"Keep us on track R6," she shouted as she reached out with the force grasping at the fighter and causing it to shift off it's course, she felt a little drained from the effort it took. It crashed as a shot hit her ship once again. She realized she was moments away from crashing herself, her ship had sustained damage from the shots it had taken and she was moving to fast in dangerous terrain. "R6 Eject, Eject!" She yelled pulling her eject lever and flipping out of the ship right as it crashed.

She landed on the ground hard and saved her ankle from a near twist with the force. That would have messed up her journey real fast. Her droid quickly rolled up to her, he was beeping and wailing about something. Probably his near destruction because of her reckless piloting. She didn't have time to listen carefully to what he was saying, she was glad to have one friend with her though. This whole mission would have been better if Cody had made it down with her, he knew how her target looked. She was going in with only the force to aid her now and she knew that was no small thing.

"Well we will have to find another way off this planet," she responded to R6 finally looking to the end of the canyon, it was a hill out and not a hard climb which she was thankful for. She knew if she didn't have the force she would die of fright climbing. She had never liked being in a precarious situation with heights and her own strength being the only thing keeping her from faling. "We'd best press on." They walked on as the droid was lecturing her on ship safety again, R6 really was a worrier. She wondered what in his programming made him so manic about things that she did, like crashing her fighter on a barren desert planet.

"I just hope our crash throws the empire off the fact that we're alive. I really don't want them pursuing us," she replied as they reached the top of the canyon to be greeted with miles of desert. There was no cover, it wasn't going to be easy to be on the defensive if the empire did find them and she would much rather take a strong stance on offense. R6 beeped about what they were going to do next and a few other things about the rebel alliance. She could never catch everything he was saying but she knew he called her crazy.

"I am not crazy," she said, "we can not win this war without him, we've proven that again and again. The emperor is one step ahead of us and a Sith Lord, we need to bring in the one person who can destroy Sith Lords. Master Yoda clearly stated that we needed to find him, we have the recording. I've watched it a hundred times listening for any clue of where to look. I am finally on the right path, I can feel it." R6 beeped again about her master and her father.

"I don't care what my master thinks," she replied, "if she wants to continue the search for my father she can, but I think he would want us to pursue this course of action. We don't even know if he is still alive, he would have made contact. And he made it clear before he believed his padawan was indeed the chosen one. I've dreamed my whole life of meeting him! If my master can't convince me to give this up then you certainly can't." R6 was tired of arguing with her, and asked about what she was going to do next. He was such a feisty droid sometimes. Her mother had painted the droid with purples after her lightsaber color.

She missed her mother, thoughts of her led back to the mission to find her father. He had gone after his old padawan many years before and her mother had followed only three years later because she couldn't handle not knowing where he was or what had happened to him. No one knew where they were anymore, they had lost track of them five years back. Her master had taught her how to let go of her emotions on the matter but there were times that it was difficult. She had barely known her father and a part of her resented him for running away when she needed him most. He should have been the one to train her and to teach her how to manage her growing force powers. Of course he didn't know that she had grown as fast as she had.

"We're going to continue with our mission," she spoke kneeling on the ground, placing her hands on the ground and reaching out with the force. She had learned this trick from one of the older Jedi she knew and she waited patiently until she had a direction.

"There's a settlement this way," she said turning to the west, "that's our best chance of surviving here. Let's go." She was in a hurry, she knew that she wouldn't last long down here without water and she needed to get word to her master before she sent someone to look for her in the more dangerous parts of the empire.

Darth Taris watched as her scouts headed down to the planet below, she had captured a few of the rebel survivors from the main ship but they seemed to be ready to die for their cause. Interrogating them wasn't going to be an easy road and she didn't have time to get to every one of them. She needed to know why the rebels were out here in such a deserted area, they surely weren't thinking of restarting the mining operation that had once gone on below. The only thing she could think of was that they had sent out a fighter near the end of the battle to the surface of the planet below. She was curious enough about the reason the rebels were here to pursue it more. Her captains seemed to think they could leave the planet now that the rebel ship had been destroyed, he was always shortsighted about these matters.

"Do we have any intel on why they were out here?" Taris asked as she turned to her ships admiral, Jensan. She knew he resented her age and how the emperor trusted her, but that couldn't be helped until he saw what she was capable of. His initial wave of scouts had found the fighter crashed and believed the pilot had died but she knew better than that.

"The prisoners haven't talked," Jensan responded, "it was a good thing we were in the area when the ship came, even if we were just passing through. Whatever they are hiding it seems that it was important and these men are ready to die for it." Taris looked distant as she turned back to the planet below wondering about an old tale the emperor had told her during her training. She sensed something in the force, no matter how her fleet felt about it she knew that they had to remain here until she figured out what was on the barren rock below them, it could turn the tide of the war.

"They had a Jedi with them," Taris spoke, she had felt the young girls presence before she had shielded herself. "Find out which one, I believe she was what they sent to the planet, there is something out there." She had a feeling that this rebel cell had acted alone and she had a hunch that she knew what they were after on the planet's surface. She trusted her instincts, they were usually right.

"Get me to the surface," Taris said now with a smirk, that Jedi wasn't going to make it out of this situation alive. "And call the inquisitors, I want to make sure we do this right after loosing Tachi on Mustafar." That had been a great loss, Siri Tachi was one of those Jedi who seemed to appear and disappear at will; Taris had always had trouble keeping up with the movements of that particular Jedi. She could hardly wait to report the destruction of this rebel girl.

Short chapter. I am known to start stories with short chapters then suddenly switch to larger chapters. Thank you for reading, I can't wait till you see what's coming next.

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