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Star Wars: Nemesis
Author: Raven Nolan
Copyright: 2006
Summary: One year after his injuries on Mustafar Darth Vader finds a young child who may be worthy enough to train as an apprentice.
Timeframe: This is an AU story set after Revenge of the Sith and spans the rest of the series.
Characters: Darth Vader, Emperor Palpatine/Lord Sidious, Bail Organa, Obi-Wan Kenobi, many original characters including the main original character. Much later in the series will be Luke Skywalker, Leia Organa, Han Solo, Chewbacca, and Lando Calirissian.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Star Wars concept or its original characters; except Raina Kalima/Nemesis and a few other characters and concepts that are my own creation. The rest belong to George Lucas and I am not making any profit from them in any manner.
Notes: Warning: This story is rate R or NC-17. It is a very lengthy story as it spans the life of the OC. This story contains the following material: AU, M/F, Lemon, Oral, Torture, some violence, Non-Consensual/Forced Sex. More warnings to come as this story is a Work in Progress.
Thanks to my editors/beta readers Souderwan, Arellowyn, and Baby Kosh for all the help, advice, inspiration, and patience in creating this story.
The Plunge Into The Long Night
A child of five stood at the end of the entrance ramp of a small transport ship, crying as her parents tried to comfort her before turning her over to the Twi’lik Jedi female that waited for her.
Shala Tre’le was a Jedi who was gifted with the ability to sense the Force in others. She had met Raina six months before on Naboo and recognized that the Force was very strong with this child. It took much discussion with the Jedi Council and Raina’s parents to allow her to be trained. The Council thought she was too old, but Shala had persisted in her arguments that it would be a great waste of Force potential were she not to be trained as a Jedi. Though her parents were uncomfortable with sending their daughter away, they agreed it in the end that it would be in her best interests.
Shala was sympathetic about Raina’s feelings in leaving her parents, but mindful of the time. “We need to be leaving now Raina.”
Raina Kalima turned a tearful face to her escort. “Can’t I come visit my parents sometime? Please?”
Raina’s mother knelt down gracefully wiping the tears that flowed from her daughter’s deep brown eyes and spoke lovingly to her child. “Honey, we have explained several times that you cannot train as a Jedi and have attachments to family. As much as I wish otherwise, we must honor their tradition. They will be your family now and will care for you just as we have. Perhaps when your older and have completed your training you can come visit us then. Until then go. Be brave, for your destiny is to learn to use the Force and the Jedi are the ones that can teach you that. Just remember that we love you and always will.”
“I love you too mother.” Raina replied as she reached out and grasped her mother fiercely about the neck. When Shala cleared her throat, Raina seemed to bite back tears as she hugged her father about the waist before finally turning away.
Once onboard her ship Shala directed her charge to sit next to her in the copilot’s seat as she readied the ship for flight. The child struggled to see her parents once more as the ship veered off, but the angle of the viewscreen made this impossible. Shala saw the sadness on the little ones face.
“Raina, it will be all right. Your parents are doing what’s best for you. They have raised you this far and are now entrusting you to another, larger family. Sometimes it is necessary to go with others to learn new things. You may not understand that now, but hopefully in time, you will. The other Jedi at the temple will take good care of you, and I will stay with you for a while if you wish.” She did her best to let the compassion she felt for the child shine through in her voice.
Raina looked up, wiped her tears from off her smooth brown, cheeks, and pulled her long, curly, black hair back from her face. “I would like that.”
Shala smiled at her charge and was returning her attention to piloting when she received an incoming transmission. There was no holo image to go with it just an audio signal instructing all the Jedi to return to the temple; that the war was over.
“Well, it looks like we may be getting to Coruscant just in time for a very large celebration. It’s about time.”, Shala smiled and noted with pleasure that her light green coloring seemed to intensify with her mood.
Raina returned the smile, if less warmly. “I remember my family would watch the HoloNet news about the Clone Wars. Sometimes it was scary. Sometimes not, but me and my mom and dad always thought that the Jedi’s would win the war. I guess they won, huh?”
Shala chuckled, “Yes, that would appear to be the case.”
Raina fidgeted uncomfortably and shivered as if she had a chill.
“Are you alright?”
“Yes. I think so. Just a little nervous still.”
Shala gave her a comforting smile. “I’m sure there’s nothing to worry about and everything will be just fine. You’ll see.”
Shala engaged the hyperspace drive and watched in delight as the young girl beside her gazed at the streaking star fields with amazement. “Have you ever traveled through hyperspace before, Raina?”
“No,” the child mused as her eyes stayed transfixed on the scene outside the view port. “It’s so pretty.” At length, she turned to look at Shala. “I’ve never been anywhere but Naboo. It feels odd to be away from home. What was it like when you went to live at the Temple?”
Shala ran a finger along her chin as she contemplated the question for a moment before answering. “Well, when I was brought to the Jedi Temple I was only two years old, so I really don’t remember much except that I was treated very well. There was a lot to learn, so I stayed rather busy. The lessons were frustrating at times and fun at others. The Jedi teachers were generally patient and kind as well. Over the years I have gotten to know many Jedi and they are all like family to me.”
Raina’s eyes grew wide with excitement. “Have you ever met Master Yoda or Windu? What about Master Kenobi or Jedi Skywalker? I’ve heard about them on the HoloNet news many times. Kenobi and Skywalker are the greatest heroes!”
Shala laughed. “I’ve had the pleasure of knowing them all at some point, and many others. Master Yoda has taught many younglings at the Temple, including myself. Master Windu and Yoda are both very kind and wonderful teachers, actually. Since the war started we don’t get the pleasure of their knowledge as often, though. As for Master Kenobi and Jedi Skywalker… well, Skywalker and I have shared many classes together as we are around the same age, but he was away with Master Kenobi more often. He is smart, daring, and very strong in the Force. From what I know of Master Kenobi, he is a kind and equally gifted Jedi. He is a peaceful man who always has a kind word… unless of course you happen to be a Separatist.”
Raina giggled as Shala continued to muse about the many Jedi that she knew. After some time a light flashed on the pilot’s controls letting the Jedi Seeker know that they were approaching Coruscant. Shala brought the ship out of hyperspace smoothly and the image of Coruscant’s night side appeared in the view port.
As the ship approached the planet the details of Galactic City came into view. Shala heard Raina gasp and turned to see the child straining to gain a better view. Her eyes were wide and mouth agape as she quickly looked from one side of the view port to the other.
“It’s so pretty! I’ve never seen anything like this before! Well, I’ve seen it on data pad lessons, but this is so much prettier.” The child’s excitement was evident in her voice. “Naboo has all of these old buildings, castles, nature, but no cities like this. You said the whole planet is like this?”
“Yes.” Shala laughed. The child’s amazement was wonderful to observe, given that she hadn’t seen so much joy just at the sight of the planet in many years. “This area is called Galactic City. Should we fly around so you can get a good view of it at night, or do you want to go straight to the Temple?”
“Yes! I want to see more.” Raina said starting to jump up and down in her seat as much as her restraints would let her.
They flew around the cityscape for some time letting Raina look in amazement at the tall and elegant buildings that comprised most of Galactic City. Eventually Shala noticed that Raina appeared to be getting tired so she decided it was time to end the tour and go to the Temple. As they got closer, she notice that the child was fidgeting uncomfortably in her seat. Shala didn’t say anything at first, believing the child was just getting tired of sitting, but then as they neared the Temple, Raina visibly shivered.
“Raina, are you all right?”
“I don’t know. I feel cold. Really cold.” The child’s voice cracked with obvious fear.
Just then the Jedi Temple came into view, and Shala noticed that smoke was rising from the temple spires. “Oh no, I’ve got a bad feeling about this.”
Shala started to move the ship in a little closer to investigate, suddenly seeing several clone troopers near the landing area. A cold chill abruptly ran down her spine, but she fought the sensation, convinced that she needed to help her fellow Jedi in the temple. She was toying with the possibility of landing when Raina suddenly grabbed hold of her arm. “Let’s go. This isn’t safe and I’m frightened something bad is going to happen if we go there.” Raina eyes were wide and her brown skin had blanched.
Shala hesitated another moment, but a subtle warning in the Force convinced her that she had to get both of them out of there that instant. She quickly veered the ship around a nearby building and tried to find a safer place to land until she could find out what was happening.
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Rhianna Kalima sat working on a new dress pattern while her husband, Malcolm looked over the accounts for their clothing business when they overheard something about the Jedi Temple on the HoloNet news. Looking up simultaneously, they both sat stunned at what they saw and heard.
A reporter stood out on the landing pad of a building a good distance from the temple, but with a clear view of rising smoke from the structure in the light of the approaching dawn.
“Citizens of the Republic, Senate Emergency Response has declared a state of martial law here on Coruscant. Early reports are that this action has been taken in response to what appears to be a rebellion by the Jedi against the Republic. The Jedi Temple has been placed under lockdown. Rumors abound that there is a massive battle taking place inside the temple walls as many citizens in the area report to have seen battalions of clone troopers enter the temple late last night. No official reports about what is happening inside the temple have been released as of yet.
Coruscanti citizens are urged to stay in their homes or businesses, unless they absolutely must go out, and outbound flights from Coruscant are under strict security measures to ensure that any Jedi trying to flee are apprehended. We will keep you updated as more information becomes available.”
It took a moment for the reality of the situation to sink in. Their daughter was supposed to be at the Jedi Temple by now.
Rhianna felt something inside her snap. “Our baby is there! What have I done! I’ve sent our only baby off to become a Jedi and this is what happens! Malcolm! What if she is arrested… or worse… killed?”
Malcolm took his wife in his arms and she broke down sobbing. His own fear was evident in his voice as he tried to calm her. “Rhianna, we don’t know what’s happened yet. Shala and Raina may be there and they may not. We can’t afford to jump to conclusions here. If the authorities there arrest her, I’m sure that they will contact us, but if there is a battle, I’m positive that Shala will protect our daughter with her very life.” He stopped and shook his head, a look of puzzlement drawn on his face. “Things just don’t add up, though. I just can’t see the Jedi starting a rebellion against the very Republic that they swore to protect with their lives. Something else has got to be happening there.”
Rhianna looked at her husband, desperately trying to calm herself. “It doesn’t make any sense to me either.” She stared unseeingly at the ornate dress design in her lap. “I just hope things are not as bad as they look. I can’t stand the idea of loosing our little girl. I just…can’t.”
“I know. Neither can I. For now we will just have to wait until we hear from someone on Coruscant.” He kissed his wife’s forehead and held her close.
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After finding a place to hide for the evening, Shala attempted to find out as much as she could about what was happening at the Jedi Temple. There was no information to be found in HoloNet broadcasts. It was as if nothing important was occurring at all, but she knew better. Perhaps there will be something in the morning, she thought.
Not satisfied with the idea of waiting, she opened herself up to the Force and searched for anything that would give her a hint as to what was happening. The currents of the Force felt tumultuous and cold. Searching more, she cringed at the feeling of a massive loss of life. She could no longer feel the massive presence of other Jedi in the Temple. Instead, the Temple felt cold and empty save the many weaker life, non-Force sensitive individual life forms that were there. Suddenly she sensed the residue of another stronger presence—one that was full of anger and hate. This one, she was convinced, was a Sith. She wondered for a moment about how a Sith could have done something like this without the Jedi feeling the danger in advance.
Sensing nothing else, she came out of her meditation to find Raina looking at her with frightened eyes. The child’s fear was so strong that Shala had to shield herself in the Force from the sensation. “Jedi Tre’le, what is happening? I feel cold… and scared. Something doesn’t feel right. Why was the Temple on fire?”
“I don’t really know yet. All I know is that something terrible has happened there and we need to stay away from the Temple. We’re safe here for the night and there is nothing that we can do for the moment, except try to get some sleep.”
Raina’s face was twisted with discontent and uncertainty. “All right. I’m tired too.”
Shala knew that sleep would not come easily, but there was no point in staying up to worry. With morning, more information would come and it was best to receive it with a clear mind. So she gathered herself and Raina onto a single bunk and comforted the child the best she could as they both attempted to get some rest.
By late morning, the news managed to get worse. As Shala sat with Raina in Dex’s Diner, she heard the sordid details surrounding what happened at the Jedi Temple broadcast over the HoloNet. Master Windu, Kit Fisto, Agen Kolar, and Saesee Tiin had reportedly went to Chancellor Palpatine’s office and attempted to assassinate him. The Chancellor had been severely wounded in the attack, but was alive. He had addressed the Senate and declared that all Jedi were now considered enemies of the Republic, which was now called a Galactic Empire. The clone troopers had been ordered to arrest all the Jedi at the Temple and a conflict broke out after they refused to surrender. There were no reports of survivors among the Jedi, and it was possible that other Jedi were dying as well off world. She had also received a new transmission from the Temple stating that any remaining survivors should not return, and that they were to go into hiding instead.
Shala knew she had to seek refuge somewhere soon, but she didn’t know where, nor did she know exactly who to trust. She had picked one of the few civilians that she thought might be able to help her without turning her and Raina over to Coruscanti authorities. As soon as they had gotten there, they had been rushed into the back areas of the diner.
Now Dex came and sat down across from Shala and Raina, extending one of his many limbs in a gesture of greeting. Concern and compassion was etched into the features of his face. “Been friend to lots o’ Jedi in mah life. Pains me to ‘ear what happened to dem. Ah’m ‘appy you at least managed ta get free o’ dis disastah.” He paused to look around for a moment before continuing. “Ah don’ believe the t’ings dese reporters say. Ah’ve never known a Jedi to betray anyone. Ah’m ‘ere ta offer ‘elp were ah can.”
Shala nodded her head to him, grateful to at least find someone that didn’t believe the reports spreading around. “Thanks, and I truly appreciate any help you could offer right now. We were not at the Temple when this started. We saw the smoke as we approached and I got us out of there before we were spotted.”
“Good t’ing ya did.” Dex inclined his head so that the distance between them closed enough to conceal their conversation from anyone who might walk in. “Lis’en, ah might know a place in da Outer Rim where you an’ da chile can ‘ide out. Maybe start a new life. Dere’s ah frien’ o’ mine on Ryysak who’s lookin’ fer someone ta act as a protector ta ‘is family. Ah could help you get new identities an’ safe transport to dere if you would care ta take da job.”
“Where do your friend’s loyalties lie? I don’t want to get there only to be turned over to some clone troopers.”
Dex‘s secretive manner continued. “Well, ‘is loyalties are only ta ‘imself, ‘is family, and those fortunate enough fer ‘im to call dem friends. ‘e’s da leader o’ da largest clan on Ryysak, makin’ ‘im da most powerful man on ‘is planet. ‘e wasn’t a Separatist, but has never cared fer the Republic one way or another. ‘e did ask for protection during da war and received it, and showed great respec’ to da Jedis, so ah believe dat the two of you should be safe dere.”
Shala thought it over for a moment and then decided that she didn’t have much of a choice. The Outer Rim Territories were easy enough to get lost in and with the right connections hiding would be even easier.
“All right. I’ll take it.”
“Good. Ah’ll make da arrangements. You’ll need ta sell yar ship an’ get some new clothes. Da chile ‘ere don’t look like a Jedi, but yar clothes are a dead give away.”
“Yeah, I guess I am a little obvious,” she chuckled nervously as she looked down at her Jedi robes. Looking back up at Dex she smiled. “I thank you for trying to help us.”
Dex stood and shook her hand again. “My pleasure. You two can stay ‘ere until ah can get t’ings set up. It’s not much of a place to rest,” as he swung an arm around the diner’s break room, “but it’s all ah’ve got.” With that, he left them alone.
After a few moments, she noticed Raina giving her a curious look. “Master Tre’le, why can’t we just go back to Naboo? I‘m scared and just want to see my family.”
Shala’s lips formed a thin line as she looked at the child, trying to find an explanation that someone so young would understand. “Raina, I’m just not sure that it’s safe to go back to your family just yet. I can’t send you alone, and yet if we go anywhere at all, it is going to be risky. By now, Naboo is likely full of clone troopers who will arrest any Jedi they see. For now we have to stay hidden and not draw any attention to ourselves.” The child’s worried look prompted Shala to scoop Raina up into her arms for comfort. “I promise that I will try to reach your family to let them know that you are all right. I just don’t know when I will be able to take you home, or if I ever can, but I will protect you. I will also still teach you everything I can about using the Force and what it is to be a Jedi as long as you are with me. Are you hungry?”
Raina nodded her head.
“All right. Let’s see about getting something to eat then.” She took the child’s hand and they walked over to the kitchen.
During the afternoon, they had tried to contact Raina’s parents, but were unable to get through to them. Shala decided that she would keep trying for awhile once they were on Ryysak. By nightfall they were on their way to their new home. Dex had managed to sell Shala’s ship and use the money to get them aboard a transport off Coruscant, secured them some fake ID’s for the trip, and some new clothing. Shala decided not to part with her lightsaber since she was convinced that she might need it in the future. She would just have to hide it more deftly beneath her new cloak.
As they boarded the transport, Shala reflected about how much her life had changed within the past twenty-four hours. When she had left Naboo with Raina, the Jedi were still the saviors of the galaxy and now they were being hunted like criminals. She wondered if things would get any worse.
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Asar Moeb was the leader of his clan and a man deserving of respect among his people. To many senators of the Republic, however, he was nothing more than a criminal and warlord. While his alliances with the Hutts didn’t exactly garner him any more favor in the Core Systems, at least most people stayed clear of him.
Although Ryysak didn’t fall under Republic rule, the Clone Wars had lead Asar to make a deal with some Republic senators for protection from the Separatists forces. He had heard that there were many problems with Separatist armies encroaching on Outer Rim planets and Asar didn’t want to take any chances. He decided to play diplomat on behalf of his people and get some added protection. The deal was for protection only and the Republic had agreed not to get involved in how the planetary system was run. They had been fortunate that the war managed to miss them, but now Asar worried about the changes taking place with Chancellor Palpatine now declaring the Republic to be an Empire and he, its Emperor. Empires had a way of creating problems for its people and he wondered just what form those problems would take for Ryysak’s people.
In the meantime, he had to worry about his family. His wife’s bodyguard had been killed recently in a scuffle at a local bar and it was never a good idea to leave your immediate family unprotected when you were the clan leader. What was more, he couldn’t afford to stretch his own security forces any thinner than they already were. He hoped that his contact on Coruscant was able to find the right person for the job. His personal bodyguards had been dispatched to retrieve a Twi’lik female and a child that she was already protecting. Asar wondered how this Twi’lik planned to protect this child and his own wife and children. ‘She had better be very impressive.’ he thought.
His guards walked in with the Twi’lek and child in tow.
Asar stood to greet them. “I am Asar Moeb of the Clan Moeb. You and the youngling with you are most welcome on Ryysak. I was only given limited information on your background. What is your experience in protecting people, if you don’t mind me asking.”
Shala bowed her head low in an obvious sign of respect. “My name is Shala Tre’le and this is Raina Kalima. My experience in protection services is a bit limited, but I am well trained as a Jedi and your contact on Coruscant said you had respect for the Order.”
Asar raised one eyebrow, scratched at his tightly curled, black hair and let out a good hearted chuckle that showed white teeth that contrasted with his dark skin. "Well I’ll be damned! A Jedi! I wondered if any of you had survived that tragic massacre.” He got up from his seat and went to offer his hand to the Jedi in a gesture of friendship and respect. “I’m really glad to see one of you here and would be honored to have you protect my family.”
She took his hand and smiled curtly in return. “It’s a pleasure to be here among people who are supportive of the Jedi, but before I can agree to this position I must know more about what my duties would be.”
“All right, but first I would like to know why this little one is with you.” Asar looked curiously at Raina as he gestured for them to be seated. Raina had a timid look on her face as she took a seat next to Shala, but the Jedi gave her a look of reassurance before turning back to face the clan leader.
“Well, Raina is with me because she was to be trained as a Jedi, but this…attack on the Temple…had started while we were in transit to Coruscant. She is my responsibility now. I will train her. I feel something of the Jedi Order must survive.”
“Hmmm… yes it would be a shame to not see any Jedi’s around since I consider them to be great warriors. My clan does not believe what the Emperor said about the Jedi Order being traitors. I have never known a Jedi to betray anyone. They have always appeared to be loyal protectors and negotiators for the Republic. I respect them because it was two Jedi that helped to end the clan wars here on Ryysak. Qui-Gon Jinn and his padawan Obi-wan Kenobi. I was just a child at the time, but many of the clan members remember them well. We have much respect for them for all they accomplished here.” His eyebrows knitted together in a curious manner as he paused before speaking again. “I heard Qui-Gon was killed a few years ago in a battle on Naboo, and that Kenobi was a General in the Clone Wars. Do you know if he survived the massacre?”
Shala shook her head. “I don’t know. When I left to get Raina, Master Kenobi had been dispatched to Utapau. Beyond that, I don’t know what has happened to him since. Several Jedi have died, but I‘m not sure of all of the casualties. What I do know is that there were some Jedi Masters that were accused of attempting to kill the Chancellor--or Emperor--as he calls himself now, and they were killed in the process. Many more Jedi were then killed at the Temple that same night. There are rumors that others have been killed on other worlds as well for not surrendering. None of this makes any since to me, but I hope things will be pieced together later on.” Her voice was laden with sadness and confusion.
“You have my sympathies Jedi Tre’le,“ Asar stated with equally great sadness. “As for your position here… it is to protect my wife and two children from the thugs and scum of this world. You will need to be with them whenever they go out in public and both of you will reside in our home--with your own rooms, of course. You will be provided with whatever items you need both personally and professionally, and paid a small salary for other personal needs as well. It could be a rather dangerous job, but I will take care of you if you take care of me and my own. Deal?”
Shala smiled and offered her hand to seal the agreement. “You have a protector then.”
Asar took her hand and shook on the deal. “Keep your word Jedi because on this world one is only worth their word, reputation, and skill. Loyalty is extremely important. Your life, or death, here depends on those things and little else.”
With that the deal was sealed, and Asar went about introducing Shala and Raina to his wife Kandahar, and Iseal and Ibrim, his twin sons. He then showed the Jedi and child to their quarters and left them alone to settle themselves in.
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The Clone Wars were coming to an end, and it marked the end of one era and the beginning of another. It was the death of the Jedi and the Republic, and the birth of an Empire and rebirth of the Sith.
On Naboo, two families mourned the loss of their daughters.
The family of Senator Padmé Amidala mourned with the entire population of Naboo for the loss of their favorite former Queen and Senator, and for the child that she carried.
The Kalima family, in contrast, mourned alone for the loss of their only child, Raina, who was presumed dead along with all of the other Jedi.
Secretly, on Alderaan, a baby girl was delivered to her new adoptive family, while on Tatooine, a baby boy was delivered by a lone Jedi Master to the child’s only living relatives.
All over the galaxy, Jedi died. But some survived and began the process of beginning new lives, hiding away with patience until the opportune time to fight again.
Within the new Empire, many citizens celebrated the end of the Clone Wars believing peace and justice had been delivered to their galaxy in the form of the new Galactic Empire. But secretly, many began to wait patiently, listening and talking quietly of rebellion.
On the bridge of a Star Destroyer, two Sith Lords surveyed the skeleton of a battle station the size and shape of a small moon, while one of them quietly mourned the loss of the woman who had made him whole. She, for whom he had sacrificed so much, only to lose her for all time. He looked at his Master beside him and vowed to himself that one day he would know all that this being had to offer. And then… then, in the best traditions of the Sith, he would destroy his Master and take his place. He would take an apprentice of his own. It was only a matter of time… and patience.
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