Heart of the force.

32 BBY – Tattooine.

Qui-Gon Jinn was walking around the settlement on the sandy planet. The Trade Federation had betrayed them, attacking the ambassadors of the Republic—himself and his Jedi Padawan, Obi-Wan Kenobi. They had rescued the Queen of Naboo and her bodyguards from the slimy Nute Gunray and his henchmen. While escaping the blockade, their ship, a J-type 327 Nubian, was damaged, and its hyperdrive generator had gone out of commission.

They were forced to land on this backwater planet with horrible weather and sand everywhere. That's why he was currently walking around with the Queen's handmaiden and a Gungan named Jar Jar Binks.

"Let's check with the smaller dealers here," he said to his companions and walked towards a shop that awfully looked like a junkyard. A Toydoriyan was inside with a small datapad, which was in horrible condition, with scratches all over.

Seeing him walking in with two others, the Toydoriyan put the datapad down and flew up towards them. "What do you want? I've got all types of things," he said, looking at them with a shrewd smile.

"I want parts for a J-type 327 Nubian, specifically a hyperdrive generator," he said without missing a beat while looking over the shop.

"Ah, Nubian, ah. I have the parts, and only I have them. Come on, I'll show them to you," the Toydoriyan said, then called out to someone. Out came a small child who barely looked 10 years old. Qui-Gon was surprised for a second before masking his surprise.

'The Force is strong with this one,' he mentally noted before following the Toydoriyan, who yelled out some commands to the boy before walking to the yard.

"So, what do you have to buy the parts? You'll need some tangible money, I'll have you know," the Toydoriyan said with a sly smile as they walked to see the parts.

"I have Republic dataries; it will do you good," he said, hoping the Toydoriyan would just take his money. "Ah, no Republic credits are no good around here. You'll have to give me something tangible. No money, no deal."

"Credits will do just fine," he tried to finally hypnotize the Toydoriyan and get his parts for the ship. But alas, fate seemed to be against him this time.

"What, you think you're some Jedi or something? Mind tricks don't work on us Toydoriyans. And I'll have you know that I'm the only one who has the parts for a Nubian on this planet!" The Toydoriyan grumbled and walked back to the shop, along with a slightly thoughtful Qui-Gon.

'Alright, I'll ask someone else and see if what he said is true. If someone else has the parts, then that would be great,' he thought as he walked out with the handmaiden named Padme and Jar Jar Binks.

Looking around, he saw something that made him pause for a second: a boy who looked barely 17, with unusual grey hair and black eyes that seemed to pull everything they gazed at. He was dressed fairly well for this backwater planet.

But what surprised him was the overwhelming amount of Force activity around him. It was as if the boy was the Force itself.

'This is strange. I've found two abnormally strong Force sensitives in this backwater planet. No, this meeting is not a coincidence at all,' he thought.

His companions seemed to notice this strange behavior. "What is it?" the handmaiden of the queen asked in a low tone.

"Nothing. Do you see that boy there?" He pointed out the boy with a small gesture of his hand. She nodded with a curious expression.

"I want you to befriend him," he said. Padme made a face that screamed 'What the hell?' But before she could say anything, he interrupted, "The Force is strong with him—too strong. If left in this place, he can be exploited by someone. I want to bring him to the Jedi Temple on Coruscant, but I don't know if he's willing, so I'm sending you to befriend him."

Even though he was reluctant to resort to these underhanded methods to get the boy to leave this planet with them, he could only sigh, thinking how low he had fallen.

"I guess I can try, but just so you know, you owe me a favor for this," she said with a sassy tone as he nodded, walking away while pretending to be stern.

"She's quite the actor. I wonder if she was one before being elected as the queen," he muttered to himself with a small smile, observing the young queen trying to be discreet as she walked down the path.

??? Pov.

Ugh, I hate sand. And this planet is covered in it. Why, oh why, did the great me have the idea to come into this universe? Even though it was nothing but a fleeting thought for one second, and bam!

But then again, waking up yesterday feeling a lot of power contained inside me is not a bad feeling. Again, I found myself grumbling as the description came to my mind.

"You may start off as weak." I don't know what this means. I mean, I can already sense and react before anything with harmful intent towards me truly happens.

I am now the source of the Force, and I can feel thousands of connections with a small part of my reserve. Siphoning off my energy and four strong connections, I can feel that they're not doing any harm to me at all, as my energy is technically infinite.

I can cut off a Force connection without any problem. I can also give someone a connection with the Force without as much as blinking an eye. That came as instinct to me. While I don't know any lightsaber combat techniques, I do have the most potential in this universe.

I am basically a God in the making. I can already lift objects and hold quite a good amount of weight with my Force telekinesis.

Roughly two humans, or just one small speeder, and I've only been on this universe for two days.

As I was about to walk into a restaurant, I felt a gaze on me. I could sense that the person was female, and unlike other females I've encountered in these two days of waking up in this universe, this gaze carried immense curiosity and admiration. What?

Slightly looking towards the person who was gazing at me, I saw her. Padme Naberrie, now Padme Amidala, the Queen of Naboo, walking towards me with a slight skip in her step, like an innocent teenager.

I also saw the Jedi who followed the true Jedi code to his end, Qui-Gon Jinn, looking at her with a slight smile of amusement. Guess he sensed my connection and sent her to befriend me, huh? Oh well.

Let's see where this goes.