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Star Wars: The Golden Age

Heather is dying and he is granted three wishes by the gods. Reincarnation into Star Wars, powerful force sensitivity, and a system to help her on her new journey. Will she create her legacy or die trying? None of the characters in this novel belongs to me, other than the MC. I don't know how long I will keep updating, this is also my first serious try at anything like this so it might be a bit cringe at the start, but hopefully, I can improve my writing over time.

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A New Beginning

Planet Shili:

"Ms Tano, you need to hold on in there." There was yelling over the screaming from the midwife as Mishala (AN: Please correct me if there is a name given from Ahsoka's parents but I couldn't find any so I will be using these names until I find out otherwise) Tano pushed and pushed.

A sigh of relief could be heard as a child's screams could be heard. Emotions ran high as the; now parents looked at their newborn baby. But soon a child's bawling joined the chorus as the woman on the bed screeched out in pain once again.

"What's happening? What's happening to my wife?!" The father started to panic; it never occurred to either of the parents that they were sporting twins. Among the Togruta people, the population was relatively small, and the percentage of births with twins was low. It was almost unheard of for their little fringe village on the planet of Shili.

An hour later, after another short yet arduous labour, two little bundles blankets covering screaming babies could be seen and heard. A lot.

Rei supported his wife to sit up, and they looked at the twins crying with love in their eyes.

Three Years Later ...

Two children ran through the village playing catch with one another; they rampaged throughout the community like two little terrors. Knocking down everything in their path and almost running into working villagers at every turn. Tending to cattle and running their small stores in the village.

There was no such thing as a vegetable stand since Togrutas were a carnivorous species, the only vegetables or fruit you would find were in farms meant for the animals that they fed upon.

The village was somewhat similar to a little hamlet in the middle ages with a few bits of advanced tech that the capital had given them to help them survive while retaining their relatively primitive way of life.

Little over 200 people lived in this village, and it was mostly a peaceful place since everybody knew everyone, which led to very few being willing to steal. Even the little children rampaging through the streets knew better than to steal even if they were hungry, it was a little slice of paradise. Most everyone is willing to help one another when it came to food and shelter.

"Ahsoka, Ahne. What are you two doing out this late?" Questioned a stand owner.

The two young girls stopped and started twirling their montrals guiltily. Only just realising that the sun was setting over the village rooves. "Nothing, uncle Sett, promise."Ahsoka drawled a little, clearly still learning how to speak properly due to her young age.

Uncle Sett looked down while crossing his arms in an unconvinced manner. "Then you wouldn't be against going home and pestering your parents, they forgot to buy some food from my store today," Sett smirked as he thought about what sort of anguish they would bring their parents with their mischief.

The two girls were barely distinguishable. One could only tell them apart from their attire, and villagers would often get the two mixed up because of their similarities leading to many amusing situations.

Sure enough, the two girls obediently headed home. But as soon as they were out of sight of the mean man they began their carefree race again, but soon they realised, it was supper time. Their favourite time of the day when they would stuff as much food as possible into their growing bodies.

As they sped towards the house, they saw smoke coming out of the chimney of their small hut, promising a hot meal and squealed in anticipation. Redoubling their speed as they salivated like rabid animals.

They charged in through the open door and found their mother making the stew and eagerly grab the bowls that were placed on the table. Not being able to wait a moment longer, they ran over to their mother's side as she was stirring the pot full of frothy meat and juice.

The two siblings looked up at her with their big eyes and blotchy face markings which were the epitome of the word adorable. Mishala looked down at her ill-mannered children and sighed at their impatience. But, all the same, the food ended up in their bellies as soon as the food entered their bowl.

And then they were back for another. And another. A long time ago, Mishala learned that she could fool them by adding more broth and less meat. She also learned to put her and her husband's portion in a different pot since they simply wouldn't stop eating until their stomachs were literally inflated or the cauldron was empty.

The two sisters then walked to the other side of the room and flopped on the bed that they shared, promptly falling into a comfortable food coma.

THE NEXT DAY:

"Ahsoka, Ahne. Wake up now!" Mishala was shouting almost desperately for her two children to wake up from their deep slumber.

There was scuffling for a moment or two while Rei (the father) ushered them out of the house as fast as he could. While doing so, he quietly murmured, "alright girls, heads up. We're going to meet someone extraordinary."

Meanwhile in the jedi fighter landing just outside of the town:

Plo Koon flew down to the planets surface feeling uneasy, he had sensed a ripple in the force, more like a wave in fact. The glassy pond of the light side disturbed.

Now that he was closer, he felt an enormous presence, untempered and unrestrained. A force-sensitive being of untold potential.

The second he stepped out of the gunship and on the red soil of the alien planet though, his feelings of unease blossomed into worry. There was no one outside the town to greet them as he would've expected from a village. "Something isn't right here".

Back to the children:

As they were ushered out of the house by their parents, they saw a man in a black robe behind whom; they saw the entire rest of the village. They wore nervous expressions as they had a bad feeling about this whole situation. 'Weren't they a little earlier than they said they would be? Shouldn't they still be landing?'

Perhaps sensing their apprehension, the robed man strode forwards with confidence and knelt to examine the two siblings with curiosity. He could feel the waves of power rolling off the one on the left of him. In his honest opinion, this was the most impressive force-sensitive child by far that he had ever attempted to collect for Sidious.

He smiled as he imagined the reward he would receive for giving this child to him. He was loyal to his creator, as a clone, it was required of him.

The rest of his brothers were waiting in the cloaked ship outside the village, a little ways off from Plo's ship.

This clone was a different breed to those in the clone army; they were bred to perfection, fighting one another indiscriminately in their barracks in Kamino. Anyone who was found unconscious at the end of the night, the guards would be taken and disposed of. This harsh environment enabled Sidious to create a ruthless and skilled taskforce of force-sensitive operatives.

The primary goal of this task force was to hunt down these force-sensitive children and scout out potential new students of the dark side of the force under Sidious.

The Mishala felt somewhat more comfortable when she saw the smile on the man's face; it was a kind smile, a reassuring smile.

"Introduce yourselves girls." The siblings looked up at their mother with a look of suspicion. They didn't like this man.

Especially Ahne, who questioned her mother incredulously. "Mom?"

"Go on child, speak up." Ahne and Ahsoka felt their mother's fear and decided that they didn't like this man who could intimidate their mother so.

"Ahne", "Ahsoka". They said one after the other, raising their chins to the bad man, pulling faces to annoy him. The man's lips twitched, he subconsciously put them on his kill list, before remembering himself and his master's goal. (Not an apprentice/master relation, more like a master/slave relationship.)

Bearing in mind that there was a Jedi practically breathing down his neck to get to these younglings, he decided to pick up the pace. 'Still, it would be better for them to come willingly'. He thought after a little deliberation.

"Well Ahne and Ahsoka Tano, would you like to come with me?" He held out his hand to accept their hands; in his arrogance, he believed that they would come with him.

When they didn't place their hands on his, his expression changed to one of anger and annoyance. "You will come with me you brats." He said, grabbing their hands forcefully.

Seeing his sudden change, the two parents moved to protect their daughters but were met with a blaster pointing right at their chests.

[Hostile action detected. Initiating system protocols earlier than anticipated.] Ahne felt pain in her skull and cried out as the foreign voice invaded her mind for the first time.

[Discomfort detected as a result of early initiation. The system is sorry for any further torment caused by its initiation.] Ahne screamed out in pain and collapsed on to the floor, her hand spasming inside the man's grasp.

"Ahne?!" Both parents and Ahsoka yelled in anguish as they saw the young girl in agony. "What have you done to our daughter?" Rei yelled in anger.

Plo Koon's perspective:

Plo heard sudden shouting and a piercing scream that made him reel in pain as it was transmitted through the force. 'How powerful is this entity?' It made him question the safety of this mission.

He firmed his resolve and began running, 'Whatever's happening here, it can't be good'.

Then the sound of a blaster being fired echoed throughout the village.

A major point in the story. Will Plo save Ahne and Ahsoka from the 'insidious' plot to kidnap these two children or will he fail.

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