Dakota Kenobi: The Hardship.

Chapter 1

Dakota jumped up, looking around frantically. She soon calmed down as she realized there was no one in the small hut but her. She walked over to the small bucket of water, washing her face down, water was rare on Tatooine. No one was allowed to drink it, that's what the milk and wine is for. Pretty basic. 

Dakota walked out the the hut, heading over to the bar. Her short and ragged light blonde hair was getting worse, she would have to wash soon. She hated it. There was a small watering hole that everyone bathed in. She was the only female human on Tatooine and all the other male humans would do nothing but hoot at her once she got in.

Dakota walked into the bar, it wasn't open yet so she leaped over the counter, her light sabers shaking as she did. Since she was alone she took both of them out, she held them backwards so the power shoots out behind her. She had only one friend on that planet. StarKiller. She had black short hair was always wore a cape. He only knew of her powers. She practiced her fighting with her sabers. She had two white ones. Odd? She knew that. Her father only had one. She was blessed with two when she was young with her father. She remembered the time well. Before her father died she would be his Padawan. No one but her family knew Obi-Wan had a son and a daughter. After he died, mother left her and her brother went missing after they were left on Tatooine. 

Dakota put her light sabers away on her belt and started cleaning old cups from Yesterday's run. She looked up and the door opened. A few creatures swarmed in, all sitting around the bar. They each ordered Grey Wine. She served them and asked for the right amount of credits. They gave her it and a tip. She smiled graciously and headed over. 

"13 for me, 12 for the Bar." She said, sighing and she tucked it away. It was getting harder and harder to own a hut and a bar. 

Dakota spent the rest of the day, till dusk, serving the people their drinks.

''64 for me.. and 60 for the bar...'She murmured. Putting her share in her pocket and the rest in a safe. She heard a door open.

''We are closed!'' She called. 

''I'm not here for a drink..''

Dakota stood there in shock.

I know that voice....