Demons of Jedi

Prologue

   Her eyes were that of innocence. She was young, and had utterly raw ability with the force. She had eyes dark as the deepest night and her hair was like the galaxy, dark but shiny. Although she was only a toddler she was ready before her brother, and as such her uncle wanted to immediately put her in training. Han Solo was very against it, fought the idea of a toddler earning the way of the Jedi. However, Leia was not against her daughter learning under her twin brother. The next day was the last day she spent with her brother, father, and mother.

   "Sen! Wook!" her curious brother watched her with interest. Her ability was far from perfect, but it was far from the average toddler as well. She was balancing both  hand on a box. It was a small box, just about the size of her hand. The chuckling came from the man seated not far from his children, and his furry friend was clapping with Leia. "I'm going to miss her mispronouncing his name." he said. Leia nodded but said "Once she finishes her training she can help spread the Jedi lineage again." Chewbacca did his growl.

   Ben was trying to do the same as his sister, but failed miserably as he fell. The new target of laughter was pointed at him, but he did't seem to mind the laughter. Finally, the time came and when she left a small "Paddy"escaped Ben's lips.

   It was a year before Ben began training. She heard a voice from a helmet that once belonged to her grandfather, known to the galaxy as Darth Vader but to those who knew him, Anakin Skywalker. She heard a voice call her name. She refused all it offered her. What he said though, it confused her. How far could the dark destroy someone that it did that to her grandfather? Or was it another force entirely? Her young mind was mindful of it all. She soon had trouble in her training and one day realized she had to deal with this on her won. She left with a single letter to all her family. The latter was really a recorded message from which was delivered by her uncle's faithful companion.

   I left everyone devastated but she moved on. She eventually found her to a planet where she met a girl named Rey. Rey was left there by her parents. She was upset but with Padme around her she eventually grew up a bit, but she had to leave again. She came across a temple that was long lost and forgotten by the galaxy before Darth Vader, before young Anakin Skywalker, but long after Yoda's first few Padawan. The force had guided her here.

   "It's cold out here... At least inside I'm safe from the rain." The temple was indeed cold, but she still sat there, confused. "It's funny how the rain seems so satisfied with its cycle of coming down just to be collected again. I guess it's a part of life as well...at least Uncle Luke's lessons taught me something." Her eyes glanced at the temple again and decided to get up. She walked around the temple until she found a room. There was a small cot which she sat down on. She wasn't tired, yet she felt she needed to be here. That's when a blue glow appeared in front of the door. A man with hair that was fiery like the sun appeared. She looked at him in ah but was cautious.

   "Who are you?" he asked her. She didn't know what else to say other than "My name is Padme." His eye fogged up with a memory. "Why did you come here?" was the next question. "I followed the force, and it led me here." Padme told the blue spirit of the Jedi. "Where is your master?" was his next question. She explained to him her circumstance. The man seemed content with this information.

   "You say your master was Luke Skywalker?"  she nodded, "Yes, he is my uncle as well." She explained. His eyes lit up at that. "Is that so? Then I take it you are Leia's child?" Padme nodded. "Yes, why? He thought silently then answered, "Do you know what became of this temple?" she shook her head. "This is where most Jedi spirits, dark or light, reside. We are all representations of our last moments or before we turn to dark." She looked suspicious of him now. "Which are you, then?" He chuckled. "Sadly, the latter." She didn't seem as alarmed. "Who are you exactly?" she grew an urge of hope, of longing to know if what every bone in her body was telling her was true. "Anakin Skywalker." 

   For a second it felt like she wasn't breathing. She was face to face with her grandfather. Was this really happening? "That means...you're my grandfather." That night shook the world of the Temple and its inhabitants for good. Firstly, the Temple's use was of working order again.

   She trained with her grandfather and who was supposed to be his master had he not died before he could. Anakin could read her mind clearly. Thoughts of denial, betrayal and feelings of being lost; he would remind her to use these emotions like food. Once she consumes them, let them leave her mind as a single memory.

   Qui-Gon Jinn continued off with reinforcing her trust of the force. He reminded her to follow its flow, giving and showing how wise the man was. That led to who these two ghosts were making her into. To be what her uncle wasn't. Her uncle was a Jedi but never truly understood to be a proper Jedi. She would be the Jedi who would return their ways back. To show those who are sensitive to the force like her and her family the true way.