Beyond - Legends Knightfall I: Sins of the Father (Ben/Jysella, L/M, H/L, OC's) Drama, Romance) Updated Monthly

Hello! I really have no business starting a new story since I haven't yet finished The Tristan Betrayal, but...things happen.

I make no promises on the frequency of updates. I'm shooting for once a month. We'll see. I hope you enjoy.

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Title: Knightfall I: Sins of the Father


Summary: Ben Skywalker has returned to Coruscant after a five-year absence.


Disclaimer: George Lucas created Star Wars. Star Wars, LucasFilm Ltd. and all its content are currently owned and operated by the Walt Disney Company.

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Chapter One


Coruscant
Galactic Republic Starfighter Command
40 ABY


Five years was a long time to be away from home, and the sight of the city-planet did nothing but cause the occupant of the blue-and-silver themed, Kuat-engineered Eta-6 Interceptor extreme unease. With skill possessed of only two handfuls of pilots in the galaxy, Ben Skywalker set his starfighter down as gently as a whisper carried upon a flowing breeze.

With a sigh of resignation, Ben pressed a few buttons to shut down the twin ion engines and open the canopy. He tossed his headset down and pulled himself from the fighter. As soon as his booted feet hit the ground and he turned around, he saw General Wedge Antilles, Chief of Starfighter Command heading in his direction.

Ben had known Wedge Antilles his entire life and he had a great respect for the man, both as his commanding officer and as one of his father’s closest friends. But, after a three-day trip from Denon, the last thing Ben wanted was to chat with the older man. All he really wanted was a hot water-based shower, some food and lots of sleep.

“Welcome home,” General Antilles greeted as approached.

Ben gave his best tired smile and nodded. “Thanks. Sir.”

Wedge laughed softly. “You don’t have to call me sir, Ben. I’m not in uniform. I just wanted to come out to greet you.”

Ben grabbed his travel duffel and slung it over his shoulders. “Thanks for that. I half expected my…my father. I’m glad it’s you instead.”

Wedge frowned at that statement as the two walked slowly towards the large command building.

“The Inner Rim wasn’t far enough?” Wedge asked knowingly.

Ben glanced sidelong at him and shrugged his tired shoulders. “I don’t know. I wish I did. I haven’t spoken to him in…nearly three years; not since he showed up on Denon out of the blue to ask me how long I was going to hide from my responsibilities.”

“Is that what you were doing?” Wedge questioned as they entered the building.

Ben stopped; gray eyes burning and abruptly leveled a heavy glare at the older man. “No, it wasn’t, and it isn’t. I didn’t walk away from her, from them. She asked me to leave; practically ordered me to leave. I did what she wanted. I’m tired of apologizing to people for that.”

Wedge could do nothing but stare after Ben as he stomped off in the direction of the squadron quarters.

“Ben, wait!” he called out as he jogged to catch up.

Ben stopped and turned around. “Is there more, Sir?”

Wedge took a deep breath. “Listen, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you.”

Ben ran a hand through his dirty, dark blonde hair and sighed. “I know. I’m just…being back here is making me…edgy. Sorry I snapped at you.”

Wedge smiled. “Go get a shower, some food and get some sleep. Meditate, maybe. Come find me in the morning and we’ll talk if you want to.”

Ben nodded gratefully. “Thanks, again.”

The two shook hands and went their separate ways.

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Jedi Master Luke Skywalker’s icy blue eyes snapped open when he felt the presence of his eldest son on Coruscant for the first time in five years.

“He’s home,” a voice sounded from behind the seated Jedi.

Luke turned and smiled at his wife. Mara Jade was as beautiful as the day he’d met her twenty-eight years before. She was still all fiery red hair and gleaming green eyes with a temper and passion to match both.

“Yes, he is,” Luke acknowledged. “I fear…”

Mara wrapped her arms around Luke’s waist in a comforting gesture. “You fear what?”

With eyes closed, Luke replied. “I fear that which brings him home is worse than that which drove him away.”

A shiver she couldn’t suppress rippled through her body, sending a chill down her spine. She felt Luke wrap her tightly in his arms, trying in vain to warm her from the outside in. As they stood together in silence, neither missed the storm clouds on the horizon in the direction of the Manarai Mountains and hoped it wasn’t an omen of things to come.

 

Interesting start. I'm intrigued enough to follow this.

Don't bother tagging me as I'll be watching with email notifications.

 

Tag me please.

 

Fascinating beginning I love L/M being here and the air of mystery surrounding Ben's departure and his sudden return.

I'll be watching this.

 

Thanks.

Mando-Man Here's your tag. Thanks for reading.

Nyota's Heart-Thanks. I've found I have a hard time writing a story without L/M. Interesting!

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Chapter Two


Galactic Republic Starfighter Command
Ben Skywalker's Quarters


The early morning sunlight danced across Ben’s bare chest as he stood on the balcony in gentle meditation; hands clasped behind his back. A restless night of sleep had him feeling off balance. But it seemed the harder he tried to focus and center himself, the peace he desired slipped further and further from his grasp.

He felt the presence of someone just outside his door the moment before the chirp alerted him to a visitor. He heaved a big sigh and walked through the main living space to the door. He tapped the activation stud and the door opened to reveal his cousin, thirty-two-year old Jacen Solo.

Ben smiled slightly. “I should have known it would be you.”

Jacen stepped forward and grabbed Ben in a tight hug. “It’s been too long, cousin. I felt your presence when you entered Coruscanti space yesterday evening.”

Ben drew back from the hug and invited Jacen inside his quarters. “I’m sure you weren’t the only one. I’m not looking forward to those reunions.”

Jacen tossed his cloak across the back of a chair before he sat down and placed his booted right foot across his left thigh.

“I know,” Jacen admitted softly. “It’s why I came. I wanted to offer to accompany you later when you go home.”

Ben smiled from his seat across from Jacen. “Thanks. I appreciate the offer, but…I think I might have to face my father and Mara alone; among other people.”

Jacen knew who the other people were. “Have you spoken to either of them since you left?”

Jacen didn’t miss the slight clench of Ben’s hands. “No, I haven’t spoken to Jaden or Kiera at all. I didn’t, and I don’t care to speak to either of them.”

Jacen dropped his foot to the floor and leaned forward resting his forearms on his thighs and clasping his fingers. “You realize, of course, that you can’t avoid them forever. On Denon, it was easy, but back here…he’s your brother, and she’s…”

Ben stood and glared at his cousin. “She’s nothing.”

Jacen stood as well and reached out and rested his hands on Ben’s shoulders. “She used to mean everything to you. I don’t believe that whatever happened between you has erased all of the feelings you had for her.”

Ben met Jacen’s stare. “Maybe not, but she’d married my brother. That pretty much said it all in regards to how she felt.”

Jacen guided his thirty-year-old cousin back to the couch and sat him down. “She thought you were dead, Ben, we all did. You vanished from the Force. Teams were sent to search for you for months. What did happen between the two of you when you returned? You and Kiera were so close, and then…”

Ben shrugged. He wanted to tell Jacen the truth; the whole story.

“…and then came the beginning of the end,” Ben answered softly.

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Five Years, Nine Months Earlier
Kiera Umari Residence
Coruscant


”Be careful, Jaden,” Kiera Umari spoke into her comlink.

“I will, my love,” answered Jaden Skywalker, twenty-two-year old son of Luke and Mara Skywalker.

Kiera ended the transmission just as there was a knock on her door. She set the comlink down and went to open the door. When she did, she got the shock of a lifetime. Standing before her was a man she hadn’t seen in two years; a man she thought gone forever.

“Ben?” she gasped, tears gathering in her eyes.

Ben Skywalker stood before her, disheveled and looking very tired. “Hi. I…”

Kiera didn’t let him speak; she lunged forward and wrapped her arms around his waist and buried her face in his chest. Ben raised weary arms and held her as tightly as he was able. He placed a soft, gentle kiss in her hair and whispered words of comfort.

“I’m so sorry,” he said as he pulled back and saw the tears careening down her cheeks. “I never…”

“Shh,” she said, reaching for his face with her hands. “You’re here now. That’s all that matters. We can…we can talk later.”

Ben framed her face with his hands. “You’re so beautiful; even more so than I remember.”

Kiera’s eyes drifted closed as Ben leaned down and connected their lips in a kiss they both felt deep into their souls.

Kiera pulled away after a moment and grasped Ben’s hand. She led him from the door and down a hallway to her bedroom. As they walked, Ben missed the holos of Kiera with his brother; missed the rings on her left hand. Missed every clue that should have told him she was no longer his to love.

Ben kissed her again gently as he picked her up and placed her in the center of the large bed. Within moments, clothing was being removed and the two former lovers were reunited in a fiery explosion of passion.

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“Do you understand now?” Ben asked his cousin. “I woke up the next morning and Kiera was sitting in a chair across from me. She was in tears and she was clutching a holo of my brother; her husband. She regretted what happened between us.”

Jacen pinned him with his dark, intense gaze. “Did you regret it?”

For a moment, Ben’s thoughts drifted to the night three months after he and Kiera had reunited.

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Ben was wary as he stepped into the apartment Kiera shared with his brother; her husband.

“Why did you call me here?” Ben demanded.

He noticed that Kiera seemed sad, and scared. His first impulse was to comfort her, but the feelings of betrayal he had prevented him from moving.

“I needed to…there’s something I have to tell you,” Kiera whispered as her hands drifted down to her abdomen.

Ben noticed the action and reached out with his senses. It was then when he felt a third presence in the room. A tiny presence, contained within Kiera. His eyes widened as they met hers.

“You’re…you’re preg…pregnant?” he managed to get out.

Tears coursed down her cheeks as she nodded. “Yes.”

Ben turned away from her, his own emotions overwhelming him in that moment. He tried to speak, but no words would come at first. It was only when Kiera spoke again that he found his voice.

“I’m sorry, Ben,” she said, reaching out to touch his back.

He pulled away and turned around. “No. No, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have…I’m sure Jaden’s excited.”

He brushed passed her then, headed for the door when her next words stopped him in his tracks.

“Jaden isn’t the baby’s father,” she said softly. “You are, Ben.”

 

Jen You are good! Just plain fantab at weaving zingers and flashbacks into updates Reminding me very much! of the great and talented JadeLotus.

 

Whenever you hear "and then came the beginning of the end" you just know the poodoo is going to hit the fan.

Great update.

 

Indeed. And the flashbacks were excellent.

 

I'm curious, Ben mentioned his father and Mara. I know it's AU, but is Mara not Ben's mother in this story? Glad to see Jacen is normal in this--so far at least. Ben's age caught me to, which made me think Mara isn't his mother. Ben is thirty in this, and in the first chapter you mentioned that Luke and Mara had first met twenty-eight years before--meaning Ben was already born. Interesting twist!

Kiera seems a little shady to me. Ben may not have known she was married to his brother, but she knew. Not cool. Can't wait to see what happens next. Will Ben tell his cousin the truth?

Wonderful update!

 

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Thanks. Gotta have the flashbacks.

That is so true. Thanks.

Thank you.

Interesting question, and very observant. The answer is in the next chapter. As for Kiera, she's not really shady, though it does seem that way now. Thanks for reading.

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Chapter Three

Jacen pinned him with his dark, intense gaze. “Did you regret it?”

Ben was snapped from his thoughts by Jacen’s hand on his shoulder. He heaved a big sigh and turned around with a tiny smile on his face.

“No,” he whispered. “No, I don’t. How could I?”

Jacen frowned at that statement. “Why not?”

For five years, Ben had carried the truth with him; known only to two people in the galaxy. Over those years, through countless missions for the Jedi Order, flight missions for the Republic he’d wished there was someone with whom he could share the burden he carried. Now it seemed, there was.

Ben walked back out onto the balcony, his gray eyes squinting against the unrelenting brightness of the rising sun. He knew what he wanted to say, but the words wouldn’t come.

Jacen had long suspected there was more to the story of Ben’s abrupt departure from Coruscant then what he had been told. Of course, he’d known it had to do with the birth of Kiera and Jaden’s son. But he’d assumed it was to simply get away from the woman Ben had loved and the happy life she’d built with his brother and their child.

Now, Jacen could see the truth of the matter. “You’re his father, aren’t you?”

With tears in his eyes, Ben nodded. “Yes. Jaek is my son, not Jaden’s.”

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The Jedi Temple
Skywalker Quarters


“Daddy!” yelled five-year-old Jaek Skywalker as he ran to his father, twenty-seven-year old Jedi Knight, Jaden Skywalker.

Jaden scooped the blonde little boy into his arms. “How’s my boy?”

“Good,” little Jaek answered. “Papa played with me and teached me…”

“Taught me,” Jaden corrected.

Jaek nodded enthusiastically. “That’s what I said. Papa teached me to lift a rock.”

Jaden laughed as he kissed Jaek’s cheek and ruffled his shaggy hair.

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Luke watched the interaction between his son and grandson with a smile. Jaden was an attentive and involved father; something Luke hadn’t always been to his five children.

Malinza and Ben had mostly been raised on Bakura by their mother, Gaeriel, and her husband, Petr Thanas. Ben had only come to live with him and Mara when he was thirteen. Malinza, seventeen years of age then, had remained with her mother and stepfather.

Jaden was Luke’s third child and second son, while he was Mara’s firstborn. He mostly resembled Mara, with the same green eyes. His red hair had some blonde in it and his Force-sensitivity certainly gave away the fact that he was a Skywalker.

Next had come daughter Eshara, born two years after Jaden. Eshara, at twenty-five years of age, had grown into a lovely young woman with dark hair and his crystal blue eyes. She was involved in politics with her aunt, Leia, as a junior senatorial aide to Senator Ben’Dal of Coruscant.

Last, but not least was the surprise child neither Luke nor Mara had expected. Mara had been nearly five months pregnant when she discovered her pregnancy with their youngest son, Kaelen. He came along nearly eight years after his sister and was the spitting image of Luke; all blonde hair and blue eyes. At seventeen years old, Kaelen was excelling at his Jedi training and Luke and Mara were certain their youngest would one day become a powerful Jedi Knight.

Over the years, as he sought to rebuild the Jedi Order, Luke hadn’t always been around for his children. He’d gone from one mission to another for the newly reformed Galactic Republic and his first two children had paid the price of his absence.

His marriage to Malinza and Ben’s mother, Gaeriel, had not lasted much beyond Ben’s birth. It had been political in nature. Yes, there had been friendship and attraction, but both would later admit that what love did exist between them had been that of two friends and nothing more. A marriage built to unite two worlds in a post-war galaxy hadn’t really stood a chance at long-term success.

Malinza and Ben knew their father; which was to say they knew his name and not much else for many years. Short trips to Coruscant with their mother for visits were infrequent at best. As they grew older, the visits became more frequent until Ben decided he wanted to live with his father and stepmother at age thirteen and begin training as a Jedi.

While he’d been much more present in the lives of Jaden, Eshara and Kaelen, Luke had still been too concerned with training the Force-sensitive beings he’d found and much of the burden of raising Jaden and Eshara had fallen on Mara’s shoulders. It was not until Kaelen came along that Luke finally decided it was high time he spent his days with his wife and children.

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“Wow,” Jacen finally managed as he sat down on a chair that sat in one corner of the balcony.

Ben nodded. “You’re surprised?”

Jacen gaped at his cousin. “Of course I’m surprised!”

Ben leaned back against the railing and folded his arms across his broad chest. “I meant that I kind of always figured you knew the truth and…just didn’t say anything.”

Jacen took a deep breath. “I knew your sudden departure had to do with Kiera and Jaden, but I had no idea that…why did you leave?”

Ben was prepared for that question.

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Five Years Earlier
Coruscant Medical Center


Ben had been extremely careful to avoid his sister-in-law over the last months of her pregnancy. He’d barely uttered a full sentence to either her or Jaden when they’d crossed paths, which wasn’t often. While Kiera spent much of her time in the Senate and Jaden at the Jedi Temple, Ben had thrown himself into his career with the Republic military.

When he’d been contacted by his younger half-sister Eshara one afternoon to let him know that Kiera had given birth, he’d feigned disinterest. He had told Eshara if he had time, he would go see their new nephew.

Now, hours later Ben was walking softly down the sterile halls of the medical facility to the room where he’d been told Kiera was resting. It was the middle of the night and he knew he wasn’t likely to run into any family members he didn’t wish to see.

With sweaty palms and a pounding heart, he stole a quick glance around the semi-open door and was met by a sight more beautiful than he’d ever seen.

Reclining in bed, Kiera was nursing the infant boy. He could just make out a small tuft of blonde hair on the tiny head. He must have gasped, because as he was about to back away, Kiera looked up and their eyes met.

“Come in,” she said softly so as not to interrupt the child’s meal. “Come see him.”

Ben swallowed his fear and entered the room. His eyes were locked onto the baby as he fed. Gingerly, he reached out and ran his fingers over the delicate skin of his cheek.

A small tear escaped and made a track down his face. “He’s…he’s beautiful, Kiera.”

Kiera couldn’t hold back the smile which escaped as she gazed at her son. “Yes, he is, and he looks…he looks so much like his father.”

Ben knelt closer and managed to catch a glimpse of the boy’s eyes as they opened slightly before closing once again. They were gray, just like his own.

“Perhaps they’ll change as he grows older,” Ben offered, though inwardly pleased beyond imagination that his son bore such a resemblance to him.

Kiera shook her head gently. “Yes, perhaps.”

“What have you named him?” Ben questioned as he took a seat in the chair by Kiera’s bedside.

A wistful smile crossed her face as she answered. “Jaek. I chose Jaek.”

If Ben was surprised by her choice of name for their son, he didn’t show it. Years before, when she and Ben had been a young couple in love, they had spent an entire day thinking up names for the dozen children they were one day going to have. Jaek had been the first boy’s name Ben had decided he liked.

“Thank you,” he told her. “Does…does Jaden…?”

“Are you asking me if my husband knows I bore his brother’s son?” she questioned. “If you are, then the answer is no. He knows nothing. As far as Jaden will ever know, this child is his.”

Ben locked eyes with her. “It won’t stay that way, Kiera. You…we can’t hope to hide this forever. Secrets like this have a way of coming out.”

Kiera pulled the infant to her shoulder to burp him as she glared at Ben. “As long as you keep your mouth shut, Jaden will never know anything.”

Ben stood and crossed his arms. “Suppose I want to claim my son, Kiera?”

She shook her head. “I won’t allow it.”

He chuckled. “You won’t allow it? How could you possibly hope to stop me?”

Unconsciously, she held Jaek a bit tighter as the boy let out a loud burp. She cradled her son close and spoke once more.

“I won’t have to stop you,” she revealed. “You won’t be here. You have to leave, Ben. If you’re here, in the same place, around the baby, Jaden will…”

“Jaden will what?” Ben exploded. “Find out that his wife is a lying, cheating little…”

“Enough!” Kiera yelled back. “You have to go! I don’t want you here!”

Before anymore yelling could take place, a healer came into the room and instructed both adults to lower their voices or the baby would be taken back to the nursery.

“My apologies,” Ben said in a lowered tone.

Kiera echoed Ben’s words as the healer left the room.

There were tears in her eyes. “You can’t be his father, Ben. We made a mistake, but…this beautiful little baby shouldn’t have to pay for it.”

For once in a long time, Ben agreed with her. “Fine. I’ll…General Antilles mentioned a posting on Denon. I’ll be gone by morning.”

He turned on his heel and headed for the door but her voice stopped him. “Would you…do you want to hold him once, before you go?”

Without turning around, Ben answered. “No.”

He swept from the room without so much as a glance back at the woman he loved and the child they’d created. As he walked down the hallway, with tears raining down tanned cheeks, he realized in an instant he hated her now as much, maybe more than he loved her; with the fire of a thousand suns.

The next morning, just hours later, Ben had been transferred to Denon, not to return to Coruscant for five years.

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“So, there you go, that’s why I left,” Ben said. “She wanted it that way. There was no way I was ever going to be allowed to be a father to my own son and there was no way in all nine Corellian hells was I going to let him grow up calling me uncle. So, I left.”

“I never figured you for a coward,” Jacen finally said after several long moments.

“Excuse me?” Ben asked, anger setting in.

Jacen stood. “You heard me. I called you a coward. The Ben Skywalker I knew would never have just walked away from his own child. You, the rebel of the family, the brash one. You never let anyone tell you what to do.”

Ben ran frustrated hands though his shaggy hair. “I know. I just…the morning I left, Wedge saw me off. He asked me what the deal was, and I…”

“He knows?” Jacen asked, surprised.

Ben nodded. “Yes and no. He knows it was because of Kiera I was leaving. He knows she asked, ordered me to leave so she and Jaden could live their happy life together without me in the way. He doesn’t know that Jaek is mine.”

“What are you going to do now?” Jacen wanted to know.

Ben laughed and spread out his arms. “I have no idea.”

Jacen once again pulled his cousin into a hug. “Whatever you do, think first. Don’t run off and be all impulsive like you usually are. Come talk to me if it helps. Talk to your father.”

Ben only nodded, he didn’t answer. He then watched Jacen leave his quarters. With a deep, cleansing breath, he headed for the fresher. Whatever he did, the first thing he was going to do was take a shower and get dressed for the day.

 

Love the flashbacks and the backstory of Luke and Gaeriel - very plausible that - and all his interesting sounding young ones with Mara

I sincerely like Jacen in this Gotta lot of sense and sound advice ... Of course Jaek shouldn't pay for his parents' 'mistake'... But perhaps Kiera needs to.

 

So Luke has five children from two marriages. Interesting!

And now we get the full story of why Ben left. Let's see how he handles it now that he's back.

 

Nice! Interesting background on Luke. Five kids? Liked that Ben came clean to Jacen. I also have to agree with Nyota's Heart; I like Jacen in this so far. He seems very mature and definitely has some good advice for his cousin.

Adding Gaeriel and Malinza was a nice touch. Any chance we might see them soon? Since we know Ben can't avoid his family, he'll have to deal with Kiera and little Jaek at some point. Hope it goes well.

Great work!

 

I thought my story had some emotional twists and turns, but I think I just got taken to school

Well done!

 

Just started reading this and it's very good. I'm curious to see how Ben deals with the reunions with his family and seeing Kiera and his son.

Good job.

 

Tag List: Nyota's Heart, Mando-Man, jcgoble3, Jedi_Tyler, Skywalker_Angel

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Nyota's Heart Love the flashbacks and the backstory of Luke and Gaeriel - very plausible that - and all his interesting sounding young ones with Mara

Thanks. Glad they sound interesting. I'll do my best to make them that way.

I sincerely like Jacen in this Gotta lot of sense and sound advice

I have a hard time writing Jacen, because I don't like the characters--never really did, even before the whole dark side thing.

Of course Jaek shouldn't pay for his parents' 'mistake'... But perhaps Kiera needs to.

True, and she just might.

jcgoble So Luke has five children from two marriages. Interesting!

It is kind of interesting, isn't it? I'm glad you think so.

And now we get the full story of why Ben left. Let's see how he handles it now that he's back.

he might not handle it well. We'll see.

Jedi_Tyler Nice! Interesting background on Luke. Five kids?

Thanks. Yep, five kids. Luke was busy after the war. LOL!

Adding Gaeriel and Malinza was a nice touch. Any chance we might see them soon?

I like both characters. Don't think either one was used or expanded upon enough in the EU. As for seeing them; of course! Soon? Not sure.

Mando-Man I thought my story had some emotional twists and turns, but I think I just got taken to school

I don't know if I believe that. I've read bits of your stories, and you're pretty darn good yourself.

Skywalker_Angel I'm curious to see how Ben deals with the reunions with his family and seeing Kiera and his son.

It might not be a reaction you expect. Or it might be exactly what you expect.

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Chapter Four


Orowood Tower


Dressed casually in black boots, pants, and a light blue shirt and with his lightsaber dangling from his belt, Ben had just landed his speeder on the Skywalker’s personal landing pad. He took a deep breath as he climbed from the speeder and headed to the lifts that would carry him to the thirty-fifth floor and the spacious apartment where his father and stepmother lived.

The ride in the lift was short and when he exited, Ben made the left-hand turn and was quickly standing in front of the apartment. He took a deep breath and reached out to touch the wall plate to announce his arrival.

It was only moments later when the door slid open and Ben was staring at his seventeen-year-old half-brother Kaelen.

“Ben! Dad, he’s here!” Kaelen yelled as he reached out and gave his elder brother a tight hug.

Ben laughed as he hugged the teenager back. “Good to see you, kid.”

Kaelen grinned as he let go. “Yeah, you too. It’s been way too long.”

“Yes, it certainly has,” a new voice joined in.

Kaelen saw his brother stiffen just a bit when their father stepped into the foyer where they were standing. Ben stepped around Kaelen and took a few steps toward his father.

“Hi, Dad,” he said softly.

Luke Skywalker, fifty-nine years old with graying hair and brilliant icy-blue eyes surprised his son when he reached out and pulled Ben into a tender hug.

“It’s good to have you home,” Luke told his eldest son.

Ben didn’t know exactly what he’d expected, but a warm welcome from his father hadn’t been it. Scorn, disdain, loathing; all of those came to mind as likely reactions.

“I wasn’t sure you’d feel that way,” Ben said as he pulled back from the hug. “Not after our conversation three years ago on Denon.”

Luke felt intense guilt over the things he’d said to his son. “I regret that conversation.”

“Do you?” Ben questioned. “Seemed like you meant every word.”

“Hey, you two, not now,” a voice sounded from behind them.

Both men turned to face the lady of the manor; Mara Jade-Skywalker. She was smiling. Her brilliant red hair was flowing freely around her shoulders and her green eyes were shining brightly.

“Hi, Mara,” Ben said as he pushed past his father to hug his stepmother. “Good to see you again.”

Mara pulled back and took stock of her stepson. Ben was taller than both she and his father; a genetic gift from his grandfather, Anakin Skywalker. He had a smile on his face, but Mara could see it did not reach his eyes.

“Come on into the kitchen with me,” Mara said as she grasped Ben’s hand in her own. “I’ve been slaving away.”

Ben eagerly followed Mara into the kitchen and was pleasantly surprised when he saw his half-sister, Eshara.

“Hey, kiddo,” he said as he hugged her.

“Missed you, big brother,” the twenty-five-year old young woman told him. “You’ve been gone way too long.”

Ben smiled as he looked around the kitchen. It hadn’t changed in the five years he’d been gone. But Ben knew better than to believe Mara when she said she’d been slaving away.

“What are you making, Shara?”

Mara laughed. “Couldn’t fool you, could I?”

Ben chuckled as he sat down. “Ah, no. I know you don’t cook.”

“I’m making nerf steak sandwiches with melted jerba cheese, grilled Ojomian onions, and Felucian glasscap mushrooms,” she rattled off. “Oh, and a whiskey-based dipping sauce.”

“Wow, my sister the chef,” Ben teased. “Corellian whiskey?”

Mara scoffed. “You think Han would let any other kind pass through the door?”

The three continued to chat until Ben heard more people enter the apartment. He immediately recognized the voices of his brother Jaden and sister-in-law Kiera. Then he heard the small voice of a child.

The moment he’d dreaded for five years had arrived.

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Mos Eisley
Chalmun’s Cantina
Tatooine


The people of Mos Eisley had learned long ago to avoid the hooded man with the haunting, icy blue eyes. His face was nearly always covered, and when it wasn’t, a nasty-looking scar which ran the length of the left side of his face from hairline to chin was visible.

He tended to scowl at people who got too close and he rarely spoke more than a few words to anyone.

“Give me a Corellian Reserve,” he ordered at the bar, already eying his usual space in the back of the cantina.

Once he was handed his drink, he walked to his favorite table and sat down with his back to the wall.

“You must stop glowering at everyone, my young friend,” an old man said as he slipped into a seat across from the man.

“What do you want, Banai?” the man barked, unhappy to have had his solitude interrupted.

Kitster Banai, who had lived nearly his entire life on Tatooine; a third of that as a slave was now a man of eight-one years. His dark hair had long ago gone gray and he’d lost more than a step over the years.

“I come only to keep you company,” he told the younger man.

“You’ve been keeping me company for the past fourteen years,” the man said softly, a friendliness in his tone that belied his rougher demeanor. “What gives?”

Kitster was a bit taken aback. His thirty-year-old friend had never asked the question before.

He shrugged. “You remind me of an old…an old friend.”

The man took another sip of his brandy before setting the glass down. “Yeah? This old friend have a name?”

Kitster looked up and stared at the younger man. He’d noticed the resemblance more than once since he’d met the man as a teenager. Often he’d wondered if there was a chance the young man was a relation of his old friend, or if he was merely seeing what he wanted to see. Now, he may find out.

“His name was Anakin,” Kitster said softly, lost in memories of his lost friend. “Anakin Skywalker.”

The young man choked on his next sip of brandy. He coughed and when his throat was finally cleared, he shook his head.

“Sorry, I thought…I thought you said Anakin Skywalker,” he said.

Kitster nodded. “I did. We both grew up here on Tatooine; both slaves. He was my best friend. When he was ten, he was…”

“…rescued from that slavery by a Jedi named Qui-Gon Jinn,” the young man finished. “Skywalker was taken away and became a Jedi.”

Kitster’s eyes filled with tears. “Then he died in the Clone Wars.”

“What?” he questioned. “No, he didn’t. Anakin Skywalker lived beyond the war.”

“How do you know that?” Kitster demanded. “All of the reports said that…”

“That he was killed on a mission with Obi-Wan Kenobi just before the rise of the Empire,” he said. “Yeah, I know what the records say. They’re wrong.”

“Tell me how you know that, boy,” Kitster ordered.

Downing the last of his brandy, the man nodded. Surprising Kitster, he stood and removed his cloak. When he did, a lightsaber was revealed dangling from the belt at his waist. He sat back down and spoke.

“I’ve never told anyone here my name,” he began. “At least, not my real name. But, I think maybe you deserve to know the truth. You’ve been a good friend to me, Ban…Kitster.”

“What is your real name?”

“Let me give you a little back story first,” he said. “Fourteen years ago, when I first came here, I’d…I was a Jedi. I’d been injured, badly, on a mission and my friends and my family all thought, still think that I am dead. All but two, anyway.”

Kitster’s eyes widened in shock. “A Jedi?”

The man smiled and nodded, and Kitster knew. When he saw that smile, he knew he’d been right.

“You’re related to him, aren’t you?” he questioned. “You’re related to Anakin Skywalker.”

With a deep breath, the man nodded.

“Yes, I am,” he revealed, holding his hand out to Kitster. “I’m his grandson. My name is Anakin Solo.”

 

Oh Jen um ... I'm speechless again The reunion seems to have started well enough a relief but what made me speechless with surprise and gladness was the last line.



!!!!!

 

YAY! Anakin Solo as an adult! Plus I like the use of Kitster.

The reunion seems to have gone well so far, but I suspect it will take a turn for the ugly now that Jaek and Kiera are there.

 

Wow! All I can think about is that old saying "What tangled webs we weave when what we practice is to deceive." Talking about skeletons in the closet. There are so many here that the door on that closet will not shut any more. I'm hooked! Please put me on your PM list. Thanks and good job.

 

You have a new fan Jen. After reading this, I'm following the thread, I'd read this book. I love the use of the family and the many twists and turns. Well Done!

 

Sorry it took me a while to get to this, I had to reread it from the beginning. Its been awhile since your last update I understand though I haven't updated my second fic in some time either. This is a great story and I'm looking forward to more.

 

So, I love that Anakin Solo is alive in this!! He was one of my favorite characters from the EU. Kitster was a surprise. I don't think I've ever read another fic with Kitster in it.

Despite no being mother and son, I can see that Mara and Ben are close. While it was brief, I liked the intro of Kaelen and Eshara.

As for Jaden, Kiera and Jaek, I can only hope the reunion goes smoothly, but I fear that may be asking too much. Overall, very well done. Looking forward to the next chapter.

 

Nyota's Heart Oh Jen um ... I'm speechless again

Thank you.

The reunion seems to have started well enough a relief but what made me speechless with surprise and gladness was the last line.

Good last line, huh?


jcgoble3 YAY! Anakin Solo as an adult! Plus I like the use of Kitster.

Would have been nice to read about him as an adult, wouldn't it? I hope I can do it justice. I thought Kitster would be a nice addition.

The reunion seems to have gone well so far, but I suspect it will take a turn for the ugly now that Jaek and Kiera are there.

You might be on to something.


JEDIFLYSWATTER Wow! All I can think about is that old saying "What tangled webs we weave when what we practice is to deceive."

Oh, yes. There is a world of truth in that saying.

I'm hooked! Please put me on your PM list. Thanks and good job.

Thanks.


Darth_Furio You have a new fan Jen. After reading this, I'm following the thread, I'd read this book.

Thank you so much.


Mando-Man Sorry it took me a while to get to this, I had to reread it from the beginning. Its been awhile since your last update

No problem. It has been a while. I apologize for that.

This is a great story and I'm looking forward to more.

Thanks a lot.


Skywalker_Angel So, I love that Anakin Solo is alive in this!!

Yep, he's alive.

Despite not being mother and son, I can see that Mara and Ben are close.

Yes they are. Mara and Ben, while not biologically related, are very much mother and son.

Overall, very well done. Looking forward to the next chapter.

Thanks. Next one is coming very soon.

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Author Note


Hi everyone! I am finishing up rewriting some elements of the next few chapters and hope to have the next one posted by this coming weekend. Thanks to all who are reading and waiting.

 

Oh my. I had forgotten about this! I'm going to have to go back to the beginning and read it all the way through again.

 

Mando-Man, Nyota's Heart, Jedi_Tyler, Skywalker_Angel, JEDIFLYSWATTER, Darth_Furio

Thank you to everyone who is reading. Much appreciated. Finally, the next chapter is here. I hope you all enjoy.



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Chapter Five


“Grandson,” Kitster whispered, almost to himself. “How is…he died. How is it possible?”

Anakin gulped the last of his whiskey and stood up. “Come on. I don’t want to talk about this here.”

He wrapped himself once again in his cloak and slowly headed for the exit of the cantina. Kitster followed as quickly as possible, dawning his own cloak as they stepped out into the bright sunlight.

Anakin looked up at the twin suns. Tatoo I was just beginning to dip below the horizon.

“Where are we going, young Anakin?” Kitster questioned.

Anakin pointed to his speeder. “Somewhere no one in my family has been for…a long time.”

The two walked to the speeder and got inside. Anakin quickly headed off in the direction of the Great Chott salt flat, just on the outskirts of the Jundland Wastes.

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Ben couldn’t stop the intake of breath which came when he heard the voices of his brother, Kiera and Jaek. His heart rate increased and his breathing deepened. His hands were actually shaking.

Eshara, sensing her brother’s unease and fear, touched his shoulder gently. She could feel the tension in him.

“Are you going to be okay?” she asked softly.

Ben cleared his throat and took a deep breath, concentrating on slowing his heart beat down. He steeled himself against the turbulent emotions he was feeling and stood up.

“I think so,” he finally answered. “Let’s find out.”

With that, he stepped through the archway from the kitchen into the livingroom and came face to face with his brother, sister-in-law and son for the first time in five years.

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“What is this place?” Kitster asked as Anakin stopped the speeder in front of a very old, dilapidated residence.

“Years ago, my uncle lived here with his aunt and uncle,” Anakin explained. “He grew up here on this moisture farm.”

Only small parts of the old Lars homestead were still visible; most of it having been reclaimed by the desert sands years before. The entrance to the underground living space was not visible, but Anakin’s sharp senses directed him to the right spot.

He climbed from the speeder and tossed his cloak aside. He took several steps to his left and reached out with both of his hands. Kitster saw him close his eyes and watched unbelievably as the sand began rising from the ground into a funnel. Slowly, the structure became visible.

When Anakin finally opened his eyes, he surveyed his handiwork and found himself quite satisfied. He waved Kitster over.

“I’ve never seen anything like that,” the old man remarked.

Anakin smiled. “You never saw my grandfather use his Jedi powers?”

Kitster shook his head. “I saw Anakin do remarkable things, but…I suppose looking back I can see he was using the force to do them. He was the only human who could pilot a pod racer.”

“Come inside with me,” Anakin commanded. “I’ll tell you the story of how your friend Anakin Skywalker didn’t die in the Clone Wars.”

The two men walked into the dwelling together and Anakin Solo prepared himself to give voice to secrets which hadn’t been spoken of outside the family; ever.

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Ben felt Jaden and Kiera staring at him, but his focus was on the small child clinging to Kiera’s leg. He could sense both fear and curiosity in the young boy. He knelt down to be at eye level with the boy.

“Hi, Jaek,” he said softly. “I’m your…”

Kiera’s heart stopped.

“…your uncle. My name’s Ben.”

Ben felt his heart swell just a bit when a small, tentative smile appeared on Jaek’s face. He carefully let go of Kiera’s leg and advanced towards Ben.

Kiera released the breath she’d been holding. Hearing Ben declare himself Jaek’s uncle was music to her ears.

Jaek had worked his way across the floor to stand directly in front of the kneeling Ben.

“Hi,” the boy said shyly.

Ben chuckled, then gasped a bit when he felt Jaek reaching out to him through the force. Like many Skywalker’s before him, the force ran strong in Jaek.

“Hi, there,” Ben said, holding out his larger hand.

Jaek gently took Ben’s hand and the two shook.

“You a Jedi?”

Ben laughed. “Yes, I’m a Jedi. Are you going to be a Jedi when you grow up?”

Jaek shrugged.

“While I find this interaction fascinating, can I get a hug from my big brother?” Jaden asked impatiently, yet in fun.

Ben stood and gave Jaek an affectionate, loving pat on his blonde head as he moved past the small body. He took several steps and enveloped his brother in a tentative hug.

He knew that nothing which had happened over the previous five years was Jaden’s fault. He was the innocent bystander; slave to the mistakes and betrayals of those he held dear. Yet, Jaden possessed the woman Ben loved, and for that, Ben hated his brother as much as a he loved him.

“I’ve missed you, big brother,” Jaden whispered. “I’m glad you’re home.”

Ben pulled back and smiled. “Me too. I don’t plan on leaving again, either.”

While the family hugged and welcomed Ben back, Mara didn’t miss the slight look of apprehension of Kiera’s face as she watched Ben interact with Jaden through the evening.

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“Vader?” Kitster questioned, incredulous. “No, that’s…no, Anakin died in the Clone Wars. The Jedi…”

“The Jedi lied, Banai,” Anakin snapped. “Anakin Skywalker didn’t die, not in the physical sense. He lived on in that black armor. He betrayed everything he’d been taught and everyone who loved him. Until…”

“Until what?” Kitster wanted to know.

Anakin told him what happened on the second death star; told him how the boy he’d known so many years ago had, in the end when it mattered most, had chosen to save the son he barely knew. How he chose to once again be a Jedi Knight.

Kitster had tears in his eyes when the tale was finished. He’d believed for so long his childhood friend had died a hero, defending the good people of the Republic.

“He did, Kitster,” Anakin said, sensing the old man’s thoughts. “He was a hero, on that death star. He saved my Uncle Luke. He killed Emperor Palpatine.”

Kitster stood. “But, everything before…he murdered the Jedi. When he was a boy, all he wanted was to fly away from here and become a Jedi. He talked about it all the time, as if he knew it would happen. When it did, I…I knew he was meant for greater things.”

Anakin nodded. “Yes, he was. He became everything he was meant to be, Kitster. My grandfather was the fulfillment of an ancient prophecy which said there would be a child born who would restore balance to the force. He did that.”

Kitster scoffed. “By killing the Jedi?”

Anakin stood and walked around the kitchen, his hands brushing old appliances. If he closed his eyes, he could hear his Uncle Luke’s descriptions of Owen and Beru Lars and he could almost see them both.

Shaking away his thoughts, he turned to Kitster and answered. “Yes, by killing the Jedi. Then, by killing the Sith. He gave us a place to start from; to start over.”

“I remember the celebrations in Mos Espa when word reached us that the Empire had fallen,” Kitster told him. “I wished that Anakin had lived to see it.”

Anakin smiled. “He did.”

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The evening had gone surprisingly well, and now before dinner was served, Ben was standing quietly on the terrace. The sun had just set and the otherworldly glow cast over the city-planet was hypnotic.

“You’ve barely said two words to me all night,” Kiera said as she stepped onto the terrace.

At first Ben didn’t speak, or even acknowledge her presence. His eyes were riveted on the passing speeders in the busy space lanes. After several moments and a deep breath, he turned around to face her.

“What would you like me to say?” he questioned softly as he ran a hand through his wavy hair.

Kiera stepped forward and reached out to rest her hand on Ben’s forearm. He visibly flinched and she withdrew her touch with a sigh.

“I sent you several communiques over the years,” she volunteered.

Ben cleared his throat. “I know. I deleted them. I didn’t…couldn’t talk to you then. I can…barely do it now.”

“Why?" she asked, tears in her eyes.

Ben turned around again placing his back to her. “You know why, Kiera. I loved you. The only thing that kept me alive after I was captured was...was knowing when I came home you would be here. Then I came home and…”

“…everything had changed,” she finished. “Ben, I’m so sorry. I’m sorry everything was different. But, you need to know I…I loved you, too; so much. I still love you, Ben.”

Ben turned, gray eyes flashing with pain, regret, love, hate. “No, you don’t. You love him, my brother, and I hate you for making me hate him as much as I love him. I hate myself for loving you still, to this very moment.”

Kiera was crying softly, unable to defend herself against his words. She knew she had caused every bit of pain he was feeling and she deserved his hatred.

“Did you…did you mean what you said earlier, about not leaving again?” she asked after several moments of silent tears.

Ben cleared his throat, pushing down his emotions. “Yes. I’ve been reassigned back to Coruscant to be a flight instructor.”

“Is it okay for me to say I’m…glad for that?” she asked quietly.

Ben shrugged. “Is it okay for me to say I don’t particularly care what you’re glad for? I didn’t come home for you, Kiera. I didn’t even come home for my family. I came home for Jaek; for my son.”

Her eyes widened at that statement. “What do you mean by that? Surely you aren’t…you just told him to call you uncle. You…”

Ben smiled then; a chilling smile devoid of all feeling and warmth. “I what? I can’t claim him? Of course I can. I could have five years ago when he was born, I can now, or tomorrow or next year.”

Kiera shook her head. “You would hurt your brother like that? The brother you claim to love?”

Ben stepped forward now and ran a cold finger down her cheek. “The brother I hate? I’ll play the dutiful uncle for now, Kiera. But not forever. You remember that.”

He walked past her and back into the apartment where dinner was about to be served.

“Mama?” a little voice called from behind her.

Kiera wiped her tears and turned around to face her son. “Hi, sweetheart.”

Jaek smiled; a smile so reminiscent of Ben. “Unca Ben say dinner weady. He pwomise to teach me to fwy someday and be Jedi.”

With that one simple statement, she understood what Ben meant. He didn’t even have to announce to anyone that he was Jaek’s biological father. She thought of how close Anakin Solo had been to Luke Skywalker. The uncle had claimed his nephew.

Ben would do the same. Jaek would become his, one way or the other and in a single moment of perfect clarity, Kiera knew there was nothing she, or Jaden, would be able to do about it.