The Daughter of Kenobi (A Star Wars Fanfic)

Part XII: The Hologram Message

{3rd Person} {Kenobi Homestead}

Jaydin sat on the far end of the couch. Her father on the other end, respecting that she may want some space. Jaydin was fidgeting with her fingers, scared of his reactions.

"... So you know how I had that vision that one time?" Jaydin asked, finally looking up at him. Ben nodded. Jaydin took a deep breath as she though of her next words very carefully.

"It was about you, Father. You- You died. I don't remember how but I remember seeing another person there." Jaydin said, a few years slipping down her face. Jaydin looked away, not wanting to see her father's facial expressions at that moment.

"Describe the person Jaydin." Ben said, his voice calm as if he had not just heard that his daughter saw a vision of his death.

"They were tall. The person wore all black. I think they had a mask helmet thing on as well, so I couldn't see their face. I remember hearing their breathing and then that was it since it startled me so badly." Jaydin said, the vision practically replaying in her mind.

Ben smiled sadly. He hated seeing his daughter so hurt or worried over something. He knew he would die anyway, he just did not expect his daughter to have seen it all when it hasnt even happened yet.

"I'm sorry for not telling you sooner. I had pushed my vision to the back of my head for the longest time so I could forget it but there was two giant ships in the atmosphere the other day. Everyone brushed it off as a freighter-tanker needing to be refueled. I know it wasn't, Father. I let you down." Jaydin explained, resting her arms on her knees.

"Jaydin, look at me." Ben said sternly. That caused the girl to look up.

"You have never let me down Jaydin. You have proven to me that I could do something with my life while in exile. You are the best thing to have happened to me." Ben said smiling.

"Really?" She asked as she sniffled.

"Yes. Now come here you know I dont like seeing you sad and upset." Ben said standing up. He held his arms out. Jaydin got up and rushed into her father's arms, immediately feeling calm and safe.

{The Lars Homestead}

Luke, Artoo and Threepio were in a cluttered garage. It was worn but had a nice friendly atmosphere to it. Threepio lowered himself into a tub that was filled with warm oil. Artoo was near the old landspeeder, a cord in his face as he's on a large battery. Only Force knows what the little droid was doing.

"Thank the Maker! This oil bath is going to feel so good. I've got such a bad case of dust contamination, I can barely move!" Threepio exclaimed.

Artoo made a muffled beep, replying to See-Threepio. Luke ran his hand over the damaged fin of a two-man Skyhopper starship, he seemed to be lost in thought. Suddenly he slammed a wrench across a work bench. His frustrations had finally gotten the better of him.

"It just isn't fair. Oh, Biggs is right, I'm never gonna get out of here!" Luke complained.

"Is there anything I might do to help?" Threepio asked, still in the, much needed, oil bath. Luke glanced up, his anger fading slightly as he slowly smiles.

"Well, not unless you can alter time, speed up the harvest, or teleport me off this rock!"

"I don't think so, sir. I'm only a droid and not very knowledgeable about such things. Not on this planet, anyways. As a matter of fact, I'm not even sure which planet I'm on." Threepio explained.

"Well if there's a bright center to the universe, you're on the planet that it's furthest from." Luke explained getting up.

"I see sir."

"Uh, you can call me Luke." Luke said as he walked over to something.

"I see, sir Luke."

"Just Luke." He laughed.

"And I am See-Threepio, human cyborg relations. And this is my counterpart, Artoo-Deetoo." Threepio introduced himself and the small blue and white droid.

"Hello." Luke said. Artoo beeped in response. He unplugged the little droid as he began to scrape several connectors that was on the droid's dome head.

"You got a lot of carbon scoring here. It looks like you boys have been seen a lot of action." Luke observed.

"With all we've been through, sometimes I'm amazed we're in as good condition as we are, with the Rebellion and all." Threepio said as if it was obvious.

"You know of the Rebellion against the Empire?" Luke asked.

"That's how we came to be in your service, if you take my meaning, sir."

"Have you been in many battles?" Luke asked, he was intrigued by the fact that the two droids were part of the Rebel Alliance.

{The Kenobi Homestead}

Jaydin walked outside. The twin suns casting a beautiful fiery golden, orange and pink ombré in the sky as they set.

Jaydin stood outside of the house, watching the suns set for a few moments. It was calm, peaceful and let her recollect herself. Suddenly she could feel her father's presence behind her.

"Father. I've had my lightsaber for a while now, but you have never taught me how to use it. And I already know how to use a blaster even though they are 'uncivilized.'"

"Is this your way of asking for me to train you on your lightsaber skills?" Ben asked, a slightly amused smile plastered on his face.

{Ben's POV}

'So now she's saying my sayings huh? Well she did have me tell her almost every story from me being a Jedi..' Ben thought.

{3rd Person} {The Lars Homestead}

Luke found a small metal fragment on the small R2 unit. He began struggling to take it out. Suddenly, snap, it broke loose, sending Luke back head-over-heels.

He looked up, seeing a twelve inch, three dimensional hologram of Princess Leia Organa of Alderaan. Her hologram was a rainbow of colors as it flickered and jiggled. The hologram of the Rebel Senator was being projected from Artoo's face.

"Help me, Obi-Wan Kenobi. You're my only hope." The hologram of Princess Leia Organa said.

"What's this?" Luke asked the droid. Artoo looked around before sheepishly asking See-Threepio to translate.

"Help me, Obi-Wan Kenobi. You're my only hope. Help me, Obi-Wan Kenobi. You're my only hope." The hologram kept repeating over and over again.