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Over the next two months, I found out that my father worked as a high-end designer for hyperdrives and my mother was an

unaffiliated force user. I had seen her levitating a glass of water to herself and she felt comfortable doing it. She used the force In

her daily life as easily as breathing and even for menial things. I definitely inherited my force potential from her. Most of my

awake time was spent in the company of mother, mostly playing with wooden toys and the like. My father worked long hours and

I rarely saw him. It was really peaceful.

Life as a baby was boring, and watching my mother moving things around with telekinesis made me want to start trying to do so

as well. It was well into my third month that a Jedi master and his padawan came to check up on my situation. This was the day

that my parents dreaded. They were very reluctant to let the Jedi take me away. We got the news a day before that they would be

arriving. This caused a bit a panic in the household. My father still couldn't understand why I would be taken away.

The conversation that followed which I was a part of by lying on my mother's lap pretending to be asleep gave me a new

revelation.

"What are we going to do Kreia. Shall we run away? I've got enough savings to last us a few years lying low.', my father said pacing

down the living room.

"No, we would be found very quickly, and besides, a week ago checked Sho's count per cell, and it showed that it was 4500. I have

tested him three times and every time it showed different readings. So, I do not really know what the exact situation is going to

be. Even so, I am not going to let them take him away", my mother stated firmly.

"Ï have a secret", my mother continued. "When I was a child, in my family's mansion I found a few relics. I have in my possession

three holocrons, one of which I cannot open, the second made by Grandmaster Satele Shan, through which I learnt how to use the

force and another detailing a map and a key. My family has a bit of a notorious history, as a long time ago my ancestor was a part

of the eternal empire, and looking at the key and the map, the holocrons shows the royal family vault. So, either way, we have a

way out should things with the Jedi go south', she finished.

My mind was blown. I never would have thought that I had a connection to the royal family of Zaakul. Would that make me the

heir to the eternal empire? It was a thought that I couldn't help but thing about. If it was 1000 years ago then maybe yes but now,

hardly. With that being said I needed to make some plans soon, as I definitely did not want to go with the Jedi at this stage.

With my bare minimal control, kept urging my midi-chlorians to remain passive or stay inactive thereby dampening my connection

to the force. at least till the Jedi leave.

The next day, I woke up as I felt a prick. It was actually a bit painful to be honest. My new body has not developed any sort of pain

resistance. As soon as I woke up, I saw two strangers staring at me. The older one was a male zabrak, almost 6 ft tall, and showed

almost no emotion, the younger twilek girl showed comparatively a more enthusiastic reaction.

"Greetings! You should know why we are here.", the Zabrak started emotionlessly. We are here for the boy. It was reported three

months ago that there was a boy born with an extremely high midi-chlorian count.

'What was the count master?", asked the bubbly Twilek padawan. I'm Alika by the way", she introduced herself.

"It was 19000, As high as Grandmasters Yoda's count.", the Zabrak stated curtly.

"Well, he was tested three times, and each time his count has dropped. Would you be able to test him again?", my mother asked.

"That is quite unusual. The test is quite simple actually. I just need to take a little bit of blood and drop it into the analyzer.', and

with that the prick, pricked me.

It was to this pain that I woke up to. I was just observing the situation. I badly wanted to now what the new count was.

The zabrak waited for about ten minutes before looking shocked. I was internally panicking. Just blurt it out you goofball.

He looked at me once, then back at the analyzer and then back at me again.

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