Dantooine

The days passed into weeks and the weeks into months, and the months into years. Many planets were suffering an unease, and unrest as the Empire and Rebellion fought for dominance, the Clone Wars may have ended, but the war had not, this was a new age. An age where there were heroes and there were villains, an age where sacrifices were made, where the greater good was a thing that sometimes made the heroes make deals with those that were once considered their enemies. This was the age of the Rise and Fall of an Empire, of the rise and fall of the Sith.

Bail Organa's speech swayed many to their cause, along with the feats of the Jedi and the Clone Troopers, who were on the side of the Jedi, different than the reorganized stormtroopers, named for storming planets and terrifying the citizens who remained loyal to the Republic, who were against the formation of the Empire. There were still those who thought the Jedi were traitors, and that saw their collaboration with Count Dooku as a betrayal, those that didn't understand the Jedi or the Sith and feared them both. Those that were against both and didn't believe in the Force, those that didn't understand and feared that that they didn't understand.

Some of those people were closer than anyone knew. Padme's handmaidens had come with her to help take care of the twins so she could spend time working on the Rebellion and spending time with her husband. Not a day went by when she didn't spend hours with her twins, but with two small younglings and a husband that was frequently needed elsewhere she needed help. Sabe, Rabe, Elle, and her aide Teckla had joined Padme, though Teckla went back and forth to Naboo. Teckla had a family on Naboo, and she only came to Dantooine once every few months to visit with Padme and keep her informed of the comings and goings of the Galaxy since Anakin was very paranoid about her using the HoloNet or having Holo Conference, she kept them brief and far between, if fact the only person Anakin let her contact was Bail. They had fought over this more than once, and he had explained that he was protecting her, their younglings, and the Jedi. The more contact with the outside world, the greater their chances for discovery. Although Padme could see his point, it still frustrated her to no end. Every day more and more Jedi had showed up. Sha and Plo Koon enjoyed a closer relationship than ever before. Padme herself had been walking with the twins down to the spaceport, when they had arrives standard minutes of one another.

"Sha," he had whispered, "Did you do as I asked?" the Kel Dor Jedi master had asked his niece.

"Yes, of course, Uncle," she said, as she buried her face in her uncle's robes, glad to see him, as he patted her back awkwardly, before embracing her fully. "It doesn't matter now. We know who it is, we were all blinded. He is the Sith Lord," she stressed.

"Yes, so he is, Sha," he said, looking at her. "You have come a long way since I brought you to the Temple."

"Thank you, Master."

"Sha, these titles we have must be used more sparingly, these are difficult times, niece, and we must be careful."

"Do you not mean mindful?"

"No, Sha. We must be careful. And we are family….call me Uncle."

"I will, Uncle. Now let's find some of Knight Skywalker's Clones and settle in."

"Yes, let's do that," he said as Commander Alpo approached the Jedi, Padme watched amazed at how much the Jedi had changed. Sha and Plo stopped and bowed to her.

"Senator Amidala Skywalker," Plo greeted as he looked down in the carriage. "Ahh, Little Luke and Leia, The Son of Sons and the Daughter of the Force," Plo said. Padme had heard the talk of Luke before. She knew that her son had a huge destiny ahead of him, had been hearing that since he had been born, but this was the first time she had heard a title attached to her daughter. Padme was getting sick of all the destiny and title crap. First, her husband was the Jedi's cursed Chosen One and now her children. Padme took a deep breath and picked her young son, feeling the peace settle through her.

"Master Plo, Knight Sha," Padme greeted them. "The Daughter of the Force?" she asked, tightly.

"Ah yes, of course. She will one day carry on the Force heritage of your family, given birth to a whole line of Jedi."

"I don't understand," Padme said, frowning as she imagined her daughter as some kind of Jedi breeding mare.

"No, no," Sha said, "She will find love on her own, but she will give birth to the future of the Jedi, your family is extremely strong in the Force, your husband being the Chosen One, and your son being the Son of Sons; however his destiny is much different than hers. She is here to continue the ways of the Force to bring generations of strong Force users that will protect the galaxy. She will not have to face the Sith, perhaps, but she will be strong, a very strong influence on the Galaxy at large," Sha explained. Padme kissed her son's head and bent down to look at her daughter whose eyes had turned to the brown shade of her own, and who had grown dark curly hair. Was having a destiny the burden of being a Skywalker?" Padme replaced Luke in his carriage and went to find Satine. Satine was knee-deep in trying to find a way to liberate Mandalore, although the appearance of her nephew and sister had greatly helped. Anakin worried about so many people being here on Dantooine although Master Yoda had assured him that they were safe, that the Force would protect them. Anakin carried everyone's safety on his shoulders, Padme knew, and if they were found he would blame himself.

The Jedi Revan had an idea though. He was a strange Jedi to be sure. He had suggested that one of the Clones who were Mandalorian genetically may challenge the Prime Minister Alek and Death Watch, so that they could regain Mandalore. He remembered the visions from his former master, Kreia, who would later become Darth Traya; it seemed so many Jedi were destined to walk in the dark, Him, Malak, Bastilla, Kreia, Dooku, and even Anakin Skywalker. Revan enjoyed being on Dantooine; it reminded him of both his first training and his second. Revan had watched as his grandson Anakin's padawan had left with a team of Clones and remembered leaving with his wife and Mission. Ahsoka had been so much like Mission, it was uncanny. How he wished to see his friends again! Even Malak would be refreshing, but alas, it was not to be.

He wondered what his role was in this new galaxy. He had been offered a spot on the Council, who now wanted views on both the light and the dark, and had strangely enough accepted. He believed that his place in this galaxy was as an adviser, as a teacher, not as a soldier. And so he would stay. And he would teach, and he would wait, and when the Sith fell and the Skywalker's flourished he would be there, to have witnessed the greatest event in all the history of the Jedi and the Sith, it all the history of the Galaxy. This time he felt much like Jolee Bindo and the story of the snake.

Anakin and Padme along with Master Dooku spoke with Bail as Satine and Obi-Wan watched their younglings.

"Viceroy Organa, my Clones are en route to get you from Coruscent, they already have your wife and daughter in their custody."

"Thank the Force," Bail said. "You believe my life is in danger, Master Jedi?"

"After that speech, Viceroy?" Anakin asked, as he stood with his military bearing. "You should have left before the speech," Anakin reproached him. "You aren't dealing with any man, viceroy but a Sith. The Jedi are no longer on Coruscent and have become enemies of the Empire."

"Of the Empire but not the Rebellion, it's coming along better than I could have hoped."

"That may be, Viceroy," Anakin said.

"You cannot put your family at risk. You give this galaxy something to hope, something to believe in," Padme said, squeezing her husband's hand.

"You must be careful," Anakin continued.

"There are droids that will be arriving stay with them until the Clones arrive," Dooku instructed. "We will see the Empire fall to its knees," Dooku continued, passion evident in his voice. "We will see the Rebellion succeed becoming the only form of government, for the people, of the people, by the people."

"We must not forget what we are fighting for," Padme said laying a gentle hand on Tyrone's forearm. He nodded.

"Here on the name of Senators from the former Separatists Alliance. As General Skywalker has said we will be moving you…the Troopers are aware of your location,"Tyrone Dooku said, sharing Skywalker's fear of being overheard. There was a knock on the door, and battle droids appeared, armed and protecting the viceroy. "They were closer," Dooku explained. Anakin nodded, as his attention swayed, he wasn't very keen on politics, so he walked over to the window and stared out, meditating while Dooku and Padme discussed politics, learning of the role of the stormtroopers and of the laws and Orders that had gone into effect. The new Order it was called. Bail recounted to Padme and Tyrone the measures that criticized the Republic and that were there to ensure there would never be another war that cost as many lives as the Clone Wars, a clear lie, for the Rebellion was picking up speed as it became increasingly aware that the Empire cared not for females or aliens.

Anakin meditated feeling the bonds between his master and padawan and the light that was fused there, it was him, that influenced those bonds he knew, once he had felt more darkness through the bonds, now he felt only light. The future that he was following would not be an easy path, but since when had anything been easy for the Chosen One. Anakin saw a crash in his mind, and a planet. Umbera. It was coming from Ahsoka. So Ahsoka and his Clones were with Breha and Winter on Umbera. Anakin wondered what horrors would await them. The Force was telling him that this was Ahsoka's test, after this she would be a knight. His little Ahsoka would be a knight and not a padawan, it seemed only yesterday he had met her. The brash fourteen year old padawan. Was he really getting on reminiscing on the Battle of Christophis.

General Kota had chosen a hut for which he would raise Galen Malek. He was glad his militia had been able to join him, and had sent them on a mission to collect intel from the Empire. He felt like he was the parent of young Galen, and he made a home with Galen and Proxy much as he had done on Manaan. He had been able to obtain plenty of kolta which should greatly help the fledging Rebellion. Galen meant more to Kota than any other Jedi, he was finally able to feel what it was Anakin had always felt. Anakin had changed the Jedi, they were now able to adapt, to evolve as the Sith had. They had reconized the need for attachments, the need to know that there was something in this galaxy to fight for, that if they died, there were others that must live, that would give them the grace to fight rather than surrender. How had the Chosen One learned this when they had all been so blind?

Revan knew that Anakin would be able to save them, the Zillo Beast had been cloned and it would attack, and Anakin must be able to face it, for this Zillo Beast was one that only the Hero with No Fear could defeat. It was able to feed off Fear, it was how it had been engineered, it no longer saw with eyes, but through a fear sense, and only the Hero with No Fear would be able to destroy it when it came.

Anakin saw through the Force, a vision of a Jedi Academy schooled in many arts. He saw Jedi cadets running around Dantooine, he saw classes where they learned not only Jedi training, but military conduct, politics, and hand to hand combat. He saw that his is where they would learn to succeed, not just as Jedi, but at surviving, and with the Dark Lord in control, this is what they would need. He saw Clones training Jedi in the ways of the Mandalorians, and he saw them succeeding, that they would be able to defeat the Empire in this way. They were taught to blend in, in a way that would bring the Empire to its knees.