So early the next morning as planned, Noah, Norah and Anakin set to work again. They made sure the girl they saw last night get enough pieces for at least a portion or two.
Rey, as they heard she was called, was curious that she was helped from the three strangers. BB-8 stayed by her side.
"Don't give up hope. He still might show up, whoever it is you're looking for, classified. I know all about waiting." Rey said.
The BB unit beeped in inquiry.
"For my family," Rey answered wistfully with a smile. "They'll be back."
So she has been here a long time. Noah thought with compassion.
Noah watched as the slime ball Unkar Plutt gave Rey 1/2 portion and inwardly seethed.
That is NO WAY to treat your employees, and a girl I might add! I'll have to speak to Leia about this! Noah fumed in thought.
"Last week, they were a half portion each." Rey protested.
"What about the droid?" Plutt asked.
Noah and his older children behind her were suspicious.
"What about him?" Rey asked in defense.
"I'll pay for him...sixty portions." Plutt offered.
"Sixty?" Norah raised her brows.
"Uh oh," Anakin gritted his teeth.
"It's a trap, sweetheart. Don't fall for it," Noah murmured in warning.
"Actually, the droid's not for sale. Come on." Rey took the half portion and the droid.
Good girl. Noah thought, nodding in approval.
"Follow the girl and get that droid!" Plutt called his flunkies and the Force screamed a warning to the Banais and they left without getting their portions. It would have to wait.
Soon enough, Plutt's flunkies were attacking the girl, and Noah burst onto the scene in anger and protectiveness and used his viroblade on one goon, while his children used blasters to scare the others off.
"I didn't really need help, but thank you," Rey said to Noah.
"You're welcome." Noah smiled and knocked the last goon out with the Force. "They were going to take this droid from you. Plutt sent them after you after you refused to sell it."
BB-8 squealed in a series of beeps, which caught Rey and Noah's attention. Anakin and Norah also were alerted.
Norah stared at a man with a dark complexion wearing what looked like Poe Dameron's jacket. Her senses screamed at her. She knew something was going on, and she felt that Poe had been tortured earlier on and then was in a crash, and told her father.
Noah knew what it was like to be tortured. He had been through it when Kyra's father had electrocuted him and then put him in carbonite long before he had learned the truth about him.
"That's Poe's jacket!" Norah exclaimed.
"What'd he do, steal it?" Noah asked Bee-Bee Ate.
No sooner than the words came out, Rey, Anakin and Norah were all chasing the dark-skinned boy.
"I'm getting too old for this," Noah grumbled before breaking into a run behind them.
By the time he caught up to them, the dark skinned young man was on his back, Rey with her staff on high alert, his children with their arms crossed, and BB-8 ready to taser him.
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The Youngest Skywalker
FanfictionCOMPLETED! Kyra Amidala Skywalker, the third and last child of Anakin and Padmé Skywalker from birth to when she joins Rey and Luke in the struggle between good and evil on Ach-To and other worlds in The Last Jedi! DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE STAR...