Chapter One

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This AU takes place in between Visions and Voices and Ghosts of Genosis. It was originally published on fanfiction.net in 2016, so when I have the time I might rewrite it to improve the quality.

Ashla was doing her chores when she felt the shadow. She had been living with the Fardis on Thabeska for 14 years, ever since her mother left her there as a baby. She and her adopted cousin, Hedala shared a special bond together, because in some ways, they were a lot alike, despite being six years apart. They had the same interests and surprisingly could sense when they were near each other. They both had the same chores too, like now they were filling up the cargo ships with fuel.

"Yes, I feel it too," said Hedala, like she could hear Ashla's thoughts.

"What do you think it is?" Ashla asked.

"I don't know," Hedala said, "All I know is that last time I felt a shadow, your mother came."

"You knew my mother?" Ashla asked.

"It was a long time ago, when I was little. She used to live with us, then she left for a while, then came back," Hedala answered, "The second time she came, she seemed to understand when I told her about the shadow. Afterwards, she had a conversation with Uncle Fardi, then left soon after that. He's been over protective of me ever since."

"Until I came along," said Ashla, "Then he started being over protective of both of us." They giggled at that remark.

"Why is he so over protective?" Ashla asked. "I mean, all of the other kids got to go to go to school, yet we ended up being home schooled."'

"Technically, I've completed my studies," said Hedala, "But still, don't you think we should tell father about the shadow?"

"Well, it feels kind of faint at the moment. Could just be nothing. Maybe we should just wait and see what happens," Ashla said.

"Good idea," said Hedala.

"Since we're talking about my mother, what happened when I was left on the door step?" Ashla asked.

"Well, in the middle of the night, Uncle Fardi heard you crying, so he came to the front door to see what it was, and found you in a basket with a note on the doorstep," said Hedala.

"What did the note say?" Ashla asked.

"Father never said," Hedala answered, "Maybe you could ask him."

"Good idea, but after we finish our chores," said Ashla.

Ezra and Kanan were walking to the cockpit of the Ghost, where Hera was.

"What's going on Hera?" Kanan asked.

"We just received information that an inquisitor's on a planet called Thabeska, looking for force sensitive children," Hera said.

"The babies again? I thought we were done with this," Ezra said.

"Actually, this time it's something different," said Hera, "We have an anonymous report that fifteen years ago, the Empire was looking for the same child, but could not find her. We have a very strong reason to believe that they might try again, and that another force sensitive child, a torgruta, might be on the planet as well."

"Who sent the message?" Kanan asked.

"We don't know. They only go by the code name Distress," answered Hera.

"Can't you track it?" asked Ezra.

"The signal was too weak. It would be impossible to track it," answered Hera, "Anyways, the child is a female named Hedala Fardi. The other child's most likely with her. You're mission is to go and warn them, maybe even bring them here if possible."

"Will do Hera," said Ezra as he left.

"Kanan, be careful," said Hera.

"Don't worry Hera, I will," said Kanan. Then, he left.

Ashla found her father in his study, working on trade documents.

"Father?" she asked.

"Ah, Ashla. What brings you here?" her father asked.

"Well I... that is... I was wondering about ... my... mother?" Ashla said uncertainly. Her father rubbed his forehead.

"Ashla, I told you, your mother left you on the door step," her father said.

"Yes, but I understand that she also left a note. May I see it," Ashla asked.

"I'm sorry Ashla, but no," her father answered.

"But I'm fourteen years old!" Ashla said, "Don't you think that I'm old enough to know where I come from?"

"I'm sorry Ashla, but the answer is still no," her father said.

"You don't care about me at all!" Ashla yelled. "You just want me to stay with you forever!"

"Ashla, I'm trying to protect you," her father said.

"Well, stop protecting me!" Ashla yelled. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

"What was that?" her father said.

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