Forbidden

The Force

"What do you mean you used to be Han Solo," I retorted, climbing out, "Did you switch identities all of a sudden?"

He glared at me for a moment, but then softened his expression. "I used to be," He repeated, "I'm not the same Han Solo you all know."

I smiled. "So it is you! We studied about you and Princess Leia and Luke Skywalker in school!" I rambled on, overly excited.

"General Oragana," He corrected me, "She doesn't go by Princess anymore."

"She's my role model," I breathed, "I always looked up to her. She was so fierce and courageous. I remember I wanted to be just like her when I was little."

"She's still fierce, that's for sure," He chuckled.

"You still keep in touch with her?" I asked.

"I'm married to her."

All of our jaws dropped. He waved his hand in the air, as if to swat something away.

"Anyways, why are you three on my ship in the first place?" He asked, sitting down at the pilots chair.

"We need to escape from the First Order," Rey repeated, "Their after Violet and BB-8. Their also after Finn."

"Why? I can understand why their after the boy, but why her? She's only, what, twelve? What could she have done so horrible at that age?"

I sneered. "I'm fourteen! Why doesn't anyone understand?"

"Why are they after you three?" Han asked again.

"Finn helped a prisoner escape from them and now I'm guessing they want him dead," I said, glancing at Finn. He nodded. "And BB-8 and I have a map that they want."

"Just a map? That's all they want? How pathetic."

"Not any ordinary map," Rey interjected, "It leads to Luke Skywalker."

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We flew through the Galaxy, Han and Rey fighting over who got to pilot. When that was settled, Rey fought with Chewbacca over who got to co pilot.

"Rey," I called to her, tired of listening them bicker, "Just come and sit with us. It's no use."

Rey sighed, but sat at the back with Finn and I. I was squashed in the middle between the two of them. It was quiet for a moment before I realized Rey was studying me with a look of admiration.

"What?" I asked her, staring back at her.

"Tell me more about yourself." She said softly, "Facts about you."

Finn turned to listen. I thought about it for a moment, trying to rack up some facts about myself.

"Well, I like to learn. At my village, I'd read books and review my notes about the war. I was really interested in it. I used to run around after school and pretend I was Princess Leia-- before she was General Organa. I would fight with my papa; I would be Leia and he would be a storm trooper. I would always win." I took a breath, looking at them. They were both obviously entranced by my personal life. Rey nodded for me to keep going. "When I was around 11, he began to teach me about the force. How it worked, who had it, how you had it. He said it was special. I became so interested in it, I began to cram myself with as much information as I could about it. He said he thought I had it in me, but he couldn't figure out a way to get me to show it. He tried for 4 years, until they died." I frowned.

Han stopped the ship dead in the middle of the Galaxy.

"Did you say he thought you had the force in you?" He said, sounding astonished.

I nodded. "I don't know why he ever thought that though, I'm just an ordinary girl."

"This could be the missing piece to our puzzle," He mumbled, looking at me, "We've been searching for years for someone who had the force in them. You could be our ticket."

"How is that even possible? In order to have the force you've got to have it in your blood." Rey interrupted.

"Did your parents have it?" Finn asked me.

I shook my head. "I don't know. I was taken away from them when I was 3."

Han's eyes grew so wide I was sure they were going to pop out of his head. He stumbled over to me and stared for a long time. Chewbacca steered the ship. I shifted uncomfortably, refusing to look him in the eye.

"It must be you," he muttered, slowly inching closer to me. I backed away, sinking into my chair. "You've got the Skywalker features. It has to be you."

"Hold on," Rey said, "What do you mean Skywalker features?"

Han turned to Rey. He studied her even longer than he studied me. "What did you say your name was again?"

"Rey..." She said slowly, "Why? What do you want?"

Finn looked just as confused as we did.
Han whipped back to face me.

"And you," He asked, "What is your name again?"

"Violet." I practically whispered.

Han jumped up and whooped in excitement. I scooted towards Rey, who pulled me close. We were all terrified. I watched in horror as Han did a little dance, smiling from ear to ear. What was wrong with him?

"You two are the girls we've been looking for, for 11 years!" He shouted happily.

I furrowed my brow. "You've been looking for us? But we only just met each other!"

Han laughed. "No, Violet. You've been reunited."

Rey and I faced each other. I scrunched my face, and she did the same. I could not remember how I knew her.

"I don't get it," I admitted, "I don't know her."

Han bent down to eye level. "You've forgotten her. Luke and his wife had two daughters, called Rey and Violet. You said you were only 3 when you were separated from your family. You had a sister who was 9. Eleven years later, you are 14 and your sister is--"

"20." Rey finished off.

My jaw dropped.

"Sister?"