Okay I'm going to try to continue this story. Even though I've been MIA for over a year now. On other matters, oh my god I was reading Anakin's Angel, just for memories and one thought kept repeating in my mind. What the hell? How the hell was this my most popular story, it's atrocious. Time for a rewrite!

My family is the three sides of the force in mortal form, my brother is the darkness, I am the light, and my father is the balance between the two. We are not normal force users, for we are more powerful than any other in the known universe. Sadly, because we are so powerful my father keeps us trapped on the planet Mortis, to keep up us from messing with the balance that the universe needs.

Though I don't express it openly like my brother, I detest staying on this planet all alone with only my brother and father for company. I wish to help others, help them get through their darkness and see the light once more. The force must have heard my prayer because one day I was given an answer that I would have never thought of.

The day it happened was any regular day on the deserted planet I am forced to call home. My brother and I practiced our abilities against each other. My brother kept shooting lightning at me while I kept redirecting it.

"Always on the defensive are we not dear sister?" My brother mocked.

"Just like you are always one for dirty tricks," I argued.

Brother seemed stunned for a moment that I actually fought back in the art of words, and I took that moment for my advantage. With a good amount of power I forced pushed my brother into wall that made a sickening crack when he connected with the rock. I winced, and ran towards my brother to heal him. My brother didn't react, he was unconscious.

"Well done my daughter, using your brother's moment of distraction to take the battle as yours was a smart move," Father said. He was observing our battle from a distance, just as he always did.

"Thank you father," I mumbled, finishing healing my brother.

"Go rest, I will take care of your brother."

I nodded and transformed into my beast form to head off my side of the planet. I claimed a forestry area of the planet with a crystal blue lake on the far end, a peaceful place. This is where I could watch the other worlds on my own through my own small invention called force mirrors. With any reflective surface I can put a little bit of the force into it and see whatever I wished. Usually I used the water in my lake. It was also here where I discovered a way to help others without leaving the planet myself.

In all honesty my discovery happened on a complete accident.

I was watching over Mandalore on the day of my discovery. They've recently had gone through a horrible civil war and one young woman of about twenty years was rebuilding her society on her own. Satine Kyrze, a woman of peace. An admirable woman.

Satine put on a brave face when she fought with others about how they were to rebuild and keep the peaceful ways she believed in. When she was alone however I saw the tears fall from her eyes. Satine felt truly alone and she was deeply sadden.

"I wish I could help," I sighed on my third day of watching Satine. The pressure is getting to the poor woman and she looks ready to break. "But what would help her?" I had been able to manipulate the force in small ways before on other worlds through my mirrors in the past. Perhaps I could do that for Satine as well, but what would be able to make the Duchess of a rebuilding world happy?

I look at other worlds for ideas. One that had caught my attention was on that horrid planet called Tatooine. A dark haired woman, no doubt a slave by the rags she's wearing, is smiling like she had was a free woman with everything she ever wanted. Why was she smiling like that? With a closer look I see who she's smiling at. A fair haired, little boy about four years old. He was the reason she was smiling. Could a child really be the answer?

I looked at other worlds and yes a child really was the answer. Women of all ages and of all social placements were smiling at their children.

I brought Satine back into my view and got a closer look at her. "Oh Satine," I whispered, "If only I could give you a child." I place my hand in the water.

That was when my discovery was made.

I felt the Force shift around me and pull at my own core to my abilities. A piece of my energy left my body and began to take a solid form. That energy rested in my lap and took the form of a baby girl. Her skin was dark olive with a mop of black curls on her head. Cinnamon colored eyes stared up at me and a smile lit up the baby's face. Her most interesting feature though, had to be the feathery wings attached to her back right between her shoulder blades.

"A baby angel," I whispered.

The baby girl soon became fussy and was reaching out towards Satine's face in the water. I glanced at the baby girl to the force mirror and back at the baby girl again. Could I possibly . . .? Well it wouldn't hurt to try. Holding her gently I placed the baby girl in the water. She giggled and was soon gone. I looked for her in the mirror.

I found Satine entering her room after a long day with the court members.

"Oh my," Satine gasped. She rushed towards her bed where the baby girl now laid. Gently the Duchess picked the baby girl up. The baby girl giggled at Satine. "Now how did you get here?"

The baby girl only answered with another giggle. Satine let out a laugh of her own.

"I think I'm going to keep you. What do you think about that?" The baby girl's response was another giggle. "I'm going to call you Consuela."

Consuela, I rather liked that name.

Over the next year I created more and more baby angels, all daughters. My first son was a surprise to me.

I was watching the children through the force mirrors when I stumbled across a couple on Alddrean. Senator Bail Organa, and his wife, Queen Breha Organa.

The couple had been going through a rough patch with Bail being off world, they both thought a baby would be good for them. Sadly they were just told that was impossible.

"Breha, my love, there is another way for us to have a child. We could adopt," Bail said to his wife in a soothing voice.

Breha smiled at the suggestion. "Indeed we could. We could give a child a better life."

Perfect.

I place both hands in the water, for Bail and Breha. As usual I felt the force shift and a piece of energy leave my body. The baby angel I saw after left me confused.

"A boy?" I whispered.

He was human in appearance with pale skin and hair black as a starless night. His eyes were the same color as a green forest.

Just like with my daughters, my son smiled at me before becoming fussy and reaching for the couple. I placed him in the water just like I did with my daughters, and just like them he disappeared and reappeared where the couple could find him.

They named him Blake.

From that point on I had sons and daughters, though there was one more surprise that would come a year after my first son's birth and two years after my first daughter's birth.

I was watching the mother and son pair that originally gave me the idea to create my children. The boy was six years old now and they've been sold to a new master that has treated them kinder than the hutts.

The boy interested me. He was obviously force sensitive, and very powerful. He will definitely do good by the force.

"Thank you," I said even though I knew they couldn't hear me. My hand brushed along the boy's face. The familiar tug came, but this time I felt more energy than normal leave me.

A baby Togruta girl with pure white wings laid in my lap. Her skin is a rustic orange, white face markings with no shape yet on her cheeks and forehead.

It wasn't that she was a Togruta that shocked me, no I've had other children that took on a different species besides human, it was that she was born for a force sensitive being.

I have never had a child who went to a Jedi or a sith. Those who are force sensitive had to create their own path with the Force. This boy had to be something special for me to have a child.

Another thing that puzzled me was the way she acted. She didn't become fussy after a moment of smiling at me, she stayed smiling. When I tried to send her through the force mirror, she didn't go.

"I guess it's time for you to go yet," I muttered to myself.

She was my first and only child I raised, even if it was only for three years.

My daughter, Ahsoka Tano.

So tell me what you think. Also can you guys help me come up with a better title? I really don't want to keep this as Anakin's Angel Rewrite.