The Third Skywalker

That Child

Vader's POV

I watched as the child left my quarters, feeling a tug in my gut. There was something about the girl that was frightfully familiar. The sandy hair, bright blue eyes and strong force aura made me think of Naboo. A queen, Padme Amidala, and a certain reckless Jedi.

Anakin Skywalker. She was an exact replica of Anakin Skywalker. But how?

I burst into Xitis' throne room, where Moff Tarkin was trying to negotiate a reasonable price for the rebel information. Stalking over to Tarkin, I growled in his ear, "Let me handle this. Alone."

After Tarkin excused himself, I began tho walk closer to Xitis, seemingly making the king uncomfortable. That, I could use to my advantage.

"Lord Vader, I think that..."

I cut Xitis off with my hand. "I an no longer in need of the information you are withholding from me." Xitis pursed his lips angered by his loss of money. "But I have one question for you. Your servant girl, Lani, has a powerful essence in the force. Who were her parents?"

Xitis furrowed his eyebrows. "How would I remember? Ask her yourself, Lord Vader, if you wish to know the answer."