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"I can't tell you what to do. I won't be there. And Natasha if this works... well the timeline will be changed. This version of me will be replaced. But isn't it worth it?" Andrea asked.

Andrea looked at the girls in front of her. All of them the daughters of her brother and her dearest friend.

Luke was gone. He just… he had suffered too many injuries. Palpatine had hurt him too badly.

Had hurt them all too badly.

Luckily, if her plan was agreed to, everything would work out and Luke would be back.

All it had taken was a few words from Ahsoka to convince her of this plan. A few words about the world between worlds and Andrea was hooked.

She had studied the World Between Worlds, as a Padawan. Anakin had never seen any point in it. Time travel was a myth.

Not so much a myth anymore, huh Ani?

Andrea snapped herself out of her musings. "Natasha?" She says softly. "Can you come here?" She asked.

-@skylxdy

They had a plan. It was supposed to go well. And it did, for a time. Leia, Han, Lando, and Chewie, accompanied by Nakia, Reva and the Rebels would be on Endor. Together they’d take out their base and save the ewoks. Natasha, Andrea, Luna and Ellie would be on the Death Star, stalking it’s halls like shadows, getting rid of imperial guards and troopers alike before they’d eventually reunite with Luke in the throne room. To rid the galaxy of the Emperor and save their father once and for all. But it went south.

She felt it. She felt them. Luke and Leia. Their deaths. It felt like the centre of everything had been ripped out. They’d been born together in a time of despair, separated to shield them from darkness, reunited in light, only to be torn apart once more in death. Natasha’s heart shattered. Her knees hurt with how she collapsed, throat burning with how she screamed blue bloody murder. And the anger, the fury she felt as she ran and practically threw herself across the room towards Palpatine before her father had any chance to get a hold of him himself.

She fought like a savage, a sister and daughter scorned, weakening the old Emperor. But not enough to kill him. Andrea prevented her from committing such a blow, and the consequences of her actions resulted in them once again having to go on the run.

“What is it?”

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"I'm sorry," Andrea said softly. "But this will fix everything. We just have to try."

Andrea looked at the girls in front of her. All of them the daughters of her brother and her dearest friend.

Luke was gone. He just… he had suffered too many injuries. Palpatine had hurt him too badly.

Had hurt them all too badly.

Luckily, if her plan was agreed to, everything would work out and Luke would be back.

All it had taken was a few words from Ahsoka to convince her of this plan. A few words about the world between worlds and Andrea was hooked.

She had studied the World Between Worlds, as a Padawan. Anakin had never seen any point in it. Time travel was a myth.

Not so much a myth anymore, huh Ani?

Andrea snapped herself out of her musings. "Natasha?" She says softly. "Can you come here?" She asked.

-@skylxdy

They had a plan. It was supposed to go well. And it did, for a time. Leia, Han, Lando, and Chewie, accompanied by Nakia, Reva and the Rebels would be on Endor. Together they’d take out their base and save the ewoks. Natasha, Andrea, Luna and Ellie would be on the Death Star, stalking it’s halls like shadows, getting rid of imperial guards and troopers alike before they’d eventually reunite with Luke in the throne room. To rid the galaxy of the Emperor and save their father once and for all. But it went south.

She felt it. She felt them. Luke and Leia. Their deaths. It felt like the centre of everything had been ripped out. They’d been born together in a time of despair, separated to shield them from darkness, reunited in light, only to be torn apart once more in death. Natasha’s heart shattered. Her knees hurt with how she collapsed, throat burning with how she screamed blue bloody murder. And the anger, the fury she felt as she ran and practically threw herself across the room towards Palpatine before her father had any chance to get a hold of him himself.

She fought like a savage, a sister and daughter scorned, weakening the old Emperor. But not enough to kill him. Andrea prevented her from committing such a blow, and the consequences of her actions resulted in them once again having to go on the run.

“What is it?”

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"I do," Andrea agreed. "It... it's been done before," she explained. "Ahsoka did it. If she did it, so can I. I- I have to."

She had to do this. Or she worried that Natasha would never forgive her.

Andrea looked at the girls in front of her. All of them the daughters of her brother and her dearest friend.

Luke was gone. He just… he had suffered too many injuries. Palpatine had hurt him too badly.

Had hurt them all too badly.

Luckily, if her plan was agreed to, everything would work out and Luke would be back.

All it had taken was a few words from Ahsoka to convince her of this plan. A few words about the world between worlds and Andrea was hooked.

She had studied the World Between Worlds, as a Padawan. Anakin had never seen any point in it. Time travel was a myth.

Not so much a myth anymore, huh Ani?

Andrea snapped herself out of her musings. "Natasha?" She says softly. "Can you come here?" She asked.

-@skylxdy

They had a plan. It was supposed to go well. And it did, for a time. Leia, Han, Lando, and Chewie, accompanied by Nakia, Reva and the Rebels would be on Endor. Together they’d take out their base and save the ewoks. Natasha, Andrea, Luna and Ellie would be on the Death Star, stalking it’s halls like shadows, getting rid of imperial guards and troopers alike before they’d eventually reunite with Luke in the throne room. To rid the galaxy of the Emperor and save their father once and for all. But it went south.

She felt it. She felt them. Luke and Leia. Their deaths. It felt like the centre of everything had been ripped out. They’d been born together in a time of despair, separated to shield them from darkness, reunited in light, only to be torn apart once more in death. Natasha’s heart shattered. Her knees hurt with how she collapsed, throat burning with how she screamed blue bloody murder. And the anger, the fury she felt as she ran and practically threw herself across the room towards Palpatine before her father had any chance to get a hold of him himself.

She fought like a savage, a sister and daughter scorned, weakening the old Emperor. But not enough to kill him. Andrea prevented her from committing such a blow, and the consequences of her actions resulted in them once again having to go on the run.

“What is it?”

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"I know you're not pleased with me but... I have an idea," Andrea said, before she begun explaining her plan.

The plan was fairly simple. Andrea, with her immense force power, would open a rift in the world between worlds. The girls would go through and search for the time of the Clone Wars. From there... it would be up to their discretion. They could do whatever they needed to do to change the timeline.

Andrea looked at the girls in front of her. All of them the daughters of her brother and her dearest friend.

Luke was gone. He just… he had suffered too many injuries. Palpatine had hurt him too badly.

Had hurt them all too badly.

Luckily, if her plan was agreed to, everything would work out and Luke would be back.

All it had taken was a few words from Ahsoka to convince her of this plan. A few words about the world between worlds and Andrea was hooked.

She had studied the World Between Worlds, as a Padawan. Anakin had never seen any point in it. Time travel was a myth.

Not so much a myth anymore, huh Ani?

Andrea snapped herself out of her musings. "Natasha?" She says softly. "Can you come here?" She asked.

-@skylxdy

They had a plan. It was supposed to go well. And it did, for a time. Leia, Han, Lando, and Chewie, accompanied by Nakia, Reva and the Rebels would be on Endor. Together they’d take out their base and save the ewoks. Natasha, Andrea, Luna and Ellie would be on the Death Star, stalking it’s halls like shadows, getting rid of imperial guards and troopers alike before they’d eventually reunite with Luke in the throne room. To rid the galaxy of the Emperor and save their father once and for all. But it went south.

She felt it. She felt them. Luke and Leia. Their deaths. It felt like the centre of everything had been ripped out. They’d been born together in a time of despair, separated to shield them from darkness, reunited in light, only to be torn apart once more in death. Natasha’s heart shattered. Her knees hurt with how she collapsed, throat burning with how she screamed blue bloody murder. And the anger, the fury she felt as she ran and practically threw herself across the room towards Palpatine before her father had any chance to get a hold of him himself.

She fought like a savage, a sister and daughter scorned, weakening the old Emperor. But not enough to kill him. Andrea prevented her from committing such a blow, and the consequences of her actions resulted in them once again having to go on the run.

“What is it?”

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"I wish that would work," Andrea said softly. "But it can't. She must be trained. You know that."

can i ask where you came from?

-@skylxdy

“I come from Naboo. My grandparents raised me. My mom died having me and my father..” she pauses, a distant look in her blue eyes. “He died too. In the Jedi purge.”

The urge to cry whenever she mentions them was always high. Feeling intense sadness. Her pale hands grip the pendant that hung round her neck. It was something her father made her mother when they’d been children, and her aunt Sola deemed it fit for her niece to have it in time of comfort.

“What about you?”

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"She needs to be trained," Andrea said softly. "I know a lot of people don't like to hear it but there's a reason Jedi trained children as young as they did. Without training, she's dangerous." Andrea kept her voice low not wanting to be overheard.

can i ask where you came from?

-@skylxdy

“I come from Naboo. My grandparents raised me. My mom died having me and my father..” she pauses, a distant look in her blue eyes. “He died too. In the Jedi purge.”

The urge to cry whenever she mentions them was always high. Feeling intense sadness. Her pale hands grip the pendant that hung round her neck. It was something her father made her mother when they’d been children, and her aunt Sola deemed it fit for her niece to have it in time of comfort.

“What about you?”

[skylxdy]

"I do see it," Andrea agreed. "I'm afraid others would see it as well." She admits.

can i ask where you came from?

-@skylxdy

“I come from Naboo. My grandparents raised me. My mom died having me and my father..” she pauses, a distant look in her blue eyes. “He died too. In the Jedi purge.”

The urge to cry whenever she mentions them was always high. Feeling intense sadness. Her pale hands grip the pendant that hung round her neck. It was something her father made her mother when they’d been children, and her aunt Sola deemed it fit for her niece to have it in time of comfort.

“What about you?”

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Andrea nodded slightly in acknowledgement. "It was very nice to meet her I-" there were a million things she wanted to say. "She's very strong. I could sense her as soon as I landed on the planet." It was a warning. That she needed basic training at the very least.

can i ask where you came from?

-@skylxdy

“I come from Naboo. My grandparents raised me. My mom died having me and my father..” she pauses, a distant look in her blue eyes. “He died too. In the Jedi purge.”

The urge to cry whenever she mentions them was always high. Feeling intense sadness. Her pale hands grip the pendant that hung round her neck. It was something her father made her mother when they’d been children, and her aunt Sola deemed it fit for her niece to have it in time of comfort.

“What about you?”

[skylxdy]

You seem so lonely. Do you have any family?

Not really, no. My brother died in the Jedi purges.

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"I know. I didn't mean to run into your family... Natasha just... found me. She's very strong," Andrea remarks.

Andrea had been kept in the dark about a lot. Not intentionally, but people assumed she knew more than she did. She hadn't seen Obi-Wan since the fall of the jedi. He hadn't been able to tell her anything.

She had never met Darth Vader. Never had a chance to sense who he was under that mask.

She hadn't know about the triplets, or where Luna is. In fact, until she met Natasha and sensed who she was, she had assumed her niece was dead. Now she wasn't so sure.

"Sola," Andrea said softly. "Natasha is... she's strong. Very strong."

can i ask where you came from?

-@skylxdy

“I come from Naboo. My grandparents raised me. My mom died having me and my father..” she pauses, a distant look in her blue eyes. “He died too. In the Jedi purge.”

The urge to cry whenever she mentions them was always high. Feeling intense sadness. Her pale hands grip the pendant that hung round her neck. It was something her father made her mother when they’d been children, and her aunt Sola deemed it fit for her niece to have it in time of comfort.

“What about you?”

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"I... I can't tell you," Andrea said finally. "But it's very important that I'm here." She looked back at Natasha.

"I- I'm sorry, if I intruded," she said finally.

can i ask where you came from?

-@skylxdy

“I come from Naboo. My grandparents raised me. My mom died having me and my father..” she pauses, a distant look in her blue eyes. “He died too. In the Jedi purge.”

The urge to cry whenever she mentions them was always high. Feeling intense sadness. Her pale hands grip the pendant that hung round her neck. It was something her father made her mother when they’d been children, and her aunt Sola deemed it fit for her niece to have it in time of comfort.

“What about you?”

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"Hello," Andrea greeted her kindly, standing up to look her in the eyes. She wasn't sure what Sola wanted, so she didn't give away that they had met each other before, waiting for Sola's move.

can i ask where you came from?

-@skylxdy

“I come from Naboo. My grandparents raised me. My mom died having me and my father..” she pauses, a distant look in her blue eyes. “He died too. In the Jedi purge.”

The urge to cry whenever she mentions them was always high. Feeling intense sadness. Her pale hands grip the pendant that hung round her neck. It was something her father made her mother when they’d been children, and her aunt Sola deemed it fit for her niece to have it in time of comfort.

“What about you?”

[skylxdy]

Andrea stiffened. She knew that voice. That was... Padmé's sister... right? No that couldn't be right. Because...

"Natasha," Andrea said, in shock. She knew that name. Didn't she?

can i ask where you came from?

-@skylxdy

“I come from Naboo. My grandparents raised me. My mom died having me and my father..” she pauses, a distant look in her blue eyes. “He died too. In the Jedi purge.”

The urge to cry whenever she mentions them was always high. Feeling intense sadness. Her pale hands grip the pendant that hung round her neck. It was something her father made her mother when they’d been children, and her aunt Sola deemed it fit for her niece to have it in time of comfort.

“What about you?”

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"It is icky," Andrea agreed. "My name is Andrea," she says, crouching down to meet her eyes. "Where'd you get that necklace?" She asked curiously.

can i ask where you came from?

-@skylxdy

“I come from Naboo. My grandparents raised me. My mom died having me and my father..” she pauses, a distant look in her blue eyes. “He died too. In the Jedi purge.”

The urge to cry whenever she mentions them was always high. Feeling intense sadness. Her pale hands grip the pendant that hung round her neck. It was something her father made her mother when they’d been children, and her aunt Sola deemed it fit for her niece to have it in time of comfort.

“What about you?”

[skylxdy]

Hi Auntie Andi!

Hey Ellie!!

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Do you have any regrets

I regret not saving my brother

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"Tatooine, originally," Andrea told her. "And then Coruscant with my brother. And now I live wherever life decides to take me." She says with a smile, her eyes fixed on the necklace.

The necklace was not unlike her own that she wore, although some of the markings were different. Her brother had made her a necklace when they were kids and she had worn it ever since. Even after he died.

can i ask where you came from?

-@skylxdy

“I come from Naboo. My grandparents raised me. My mom died having me and my father..” she pauses, a distant look in her blue eyes. “He died too. In the Jedi purge.”

The urge to cry whenever she mentions them was always high. Feeling intense sadness. Her pale hands grip the pendant that hung round her neck. It was something her father made her mother when they’d been children, and her aunt Sola deemed it fit for her niece to have it in time of comfort.

“What about you?”