𐙚Bound by Fate

001

It was a clear day on Tatooine, and Luke Skywalker was on a mission to rescue his best friend, Han Solo, who had been taken captive by the notorious gangster Jabba the Hutt. With Han trapped aboard Jabba's vessel, Luke knew he had to build his lost lightsaber before he could make his brave rescue.

But before he left on his quest, Luke knew he needed to gather his materials. He had heard that Obi-Wan Kenobi's old home contained a trove of books on the construction of lightsabers. Despite the long journey, Luke was determined to build the weapon he needed to save his friend and defeat the Empire.

As Luke made his way to Kenobi's old homestead, his thoughts turned to the home where he had grown up with his Aunt Beru and Uncle Owen. He knew the place had been abandoned after the Imperial forces had burned it to the ground, leaving him to fend for himself. Feeling a sudden pang of nostalgia, Luke found himself drawn back to the place where he had once called home.

As soon as Luke arrived, he was hit with emotions from his past. Memories of the times he spent in this very house came flooding back. He made his way inside to see what was left after all these years.

When he entered, he felt a presence, and quickly began to investigate. He made his way to the kitchen, where Aunt Beru used to make delicious meals.

The house didn't look too bad from the inside. In fact, it appeared that someone had taken good care of it over the years. As he stood in the kitchen, looking around, he almost felt like the smell of Aunt Beru's cooking was still lingering in the air. He couldn't help but feel nostalgic for the time he spent with her.

As he turned the corner, he put his hand up instinctively. At this point, he's no longer surprised to find someone else in the house.  A person was waiting for him, and it felt like they had been expecting him.

As he turned to his side, he met a girl of about his age or younger, holding a pan. She tried to attack him, but he swiftly used the force to stop her in her tracks. She froze, unable to move as he took the pan from her hand and moved it away with the force.

Moving deeper into the kitchen, he turned to her, his hair falling to the side as he brushed it out of his eyes with his free hand. He let go of the force and watched her, waiting to see what she would do.

She watched him in return before finally speaking. "Who are-"

Before she could finish, Luke cut her off, "Who are you? What are you doing in my house?" he questioned.

The girl let out a scoff before slowly chuckling. "Your house?" She said with a sarcastic tone. "I've been here for almost one year. I found it first, so it's mine. Now, would you please get the hell out of here?" She then crossed her arms, expecting him to leave immediately.

Luke remained calm and spoke, "You think I'm kidding? This house belongs to my uncle and aunt, so technically it's mine." She scoffed and retorted, "Really? Then where are they? I haven't seen a single person since I've been living here." Luke stared straight into her eyes and said, "They're gone." He said it in a matter-of-fact tone, as if he were just stating a normal fact. She shifted slightly and said, "Oh. Okay...umm, the door is right there." She pointed to the door, indicating that she wanted him to leave.

Luke kept his cool and said, "You're funny. You're the one who should leave."

She started to reply, "I live in here almost-" but he quickly cut her off again, saying "I live here since I was born."

"Okay, but-" she started to say, but he cut her off again. "You wanna prove that I'm the rightful owner of this place?"

"I didn't ask for-" she tried to say, but he cut her off again. "I bet you're using my room as your room."