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AN: Here's the newest vignette, the 23rd in the series. Enjoy and let me know what you think!

Wicked Planet: A Forever Destined Vignette

Part 1/?

Anakin let go of the controls and let Artoo take full control.

"Keep an eye on things, buddy," he said, as he patted the little droid on his domed head. As he went back into the cabin, he found Padme curled up on the sofa and reading a datapad.

"Anything interesting on that thing?" Anakin asked, as he sat down beside her. She set it down and shifted closer so he could pull her into his arms, which he did, and kissed her hair.

"The same old garbage. You are far more interesting," Padme said, as she kissed him tenderly.

"Are you okay?" he asked, as their lips parted.

"I'm fine. How long do we have until we reach Dathomir?" she asked.

"It's out there a ways. We have about twenty-two hours," he replied, as he caressed her face and a worried look washed over his face.

"I'm fine," she assured him again.

"It would be completely understandable if you weren't, you know," he reminded her. She nodded.

"If I didn't have you, I'd be a complete mess, but you make everything better. Your love heals me in ways that are too incredible to describe sometimes," she replied.

"I know, but you know how I worry about you," he said. She smiled.

"I know and it's sweet. I also know that if I need to talk, you'll be here to listen and to hold me," she replied. He nodded, once again amazed by her strength.

"You are so much stronger than I could ever be," he said.

"That's only because you're my strength. Let me be yours," she replied.

"Always and forever," he said, as their lips met in a passionate kiss. She cuddled against him and sighed in contentment.

"I'm so lucky to have you," she said. He smiled.

"Don't be stealing my lines," he joked, making her giggle.

"What do you think Dathomir will be like?" she asked. He shrugged.

"I'm not really sure. Most outsiders that have gone there don't ever leave, or so the stories go. No one really knows how much truth there is and it's very possible that those are tall tales. Then again, Dathomir has never been open to outsiders and their past is violent, which suggests that outsiders that have previously been unfortunate enough to land on the planet have met with a bleak fate. I'm honestly not sure what we're going to encounter. It's going to be an adventure, for sure," Anakin replied.

"Well, we always make a great team so I'm sure it will be nothing we can't handle, as long as we're together," she said. He nodded.

"Exactly," he replied, as their lips met again.

"Are you hungry?" she asked.

"I think you know that's a yes," he replied. She smiled, as they got up and headed for the kitchenette.

Jake stumbled down the stairs the next morning, as his Uncle sat on the sofa, reading the morning news on his datapad, as he usually did.

"You got in late last night," Rush mentioned.

"Uh…yeah…" Jake replied.

"You're hung over," Rush said.

"Maybe, but I need to go see Leia. I have to make her listen to me," Jake said.

"And what makes you think her father will let you anywhere near her?" Rush asked.

"He left on that mission yesterday, which is why you're still here and not at Senator Skywalker's office trying to see her and grovel before her," Jake spat.

"Don't take that tone with me. I told you it's not my fault. It was that parasite that made me do all those things," Rush snapped.

"Yeah, but you've been hung up on her for years, Uncle. It's kind of pathetic. I mean, she's married to the oh so great Chosen One," Jake said.

"Thank you for reminding me, Jake. And why exactly is it that you think Leia will want to talk to you? Or why do you think her Grandparents or siblings will even let you within ten feet of her?" Rush asked.

"I have to try. Her twin seems reasonable and I'm pretty sure her Grandpa Riley is at work. She's going to hear me out," Jake said in determination.

"Fine, just don't get into trouble," Jake replied.

"Don't worry Uncle, I won't, since I know your attorney already has enough on his hands trying to get you out of your current predicament," Jake said. Rush sighed.

"I don't know when you decided it was okay to speak to me like that, but I'm still your Uncle and guardian and I deserve your respect," Rush said sternly.

"I decided when I found out a Sith Lord has been parading around in your body, you tried to murder Veronica, even though she's horrible, tried to rape Leia's mother, and then had the nerve to lecture me on doing what's right. See you later. Hope you don't go to prison," Jake spat, as he stormed out. He was angry right now after learning everything and losing Leia in one night. But Clovis wasn't too worried about it. Jake would come around and they would mend their relationship. He would make sure of it. He sighed and read the first headline on the datapad, which was enough to depress him further, if that was possible. He had spent the last twenty years repairing his reputation after the rumors of his connection the separatists during the Clone Wars damaged it and in one night, it was all ruined and likely beyond repair. The media was going crazy with the story. The headlines were one stab of pain after another.

"Senator Body Snatched by Sith", "Murderer and Rapist in the Senate", Injustice, Rich Guilty Senator out on Bond,"

They continued, each more flamboyant than the last, and Clovis tossed the datapad away. How had this happened? Why didn't anyone understand that he had no control over his actions while Sifo-Dyas was in control?

"You may have had no control while you were my pawn…but you enjoyed every single fantasy you had about her," a ghostly voice hissed. Rush's head snapped up and his eyes darted around the room.

"Stay away from me!" Rush cried.

"You can't escape me, Senator. Besides…you need me," Sifo-Dyas hissed.

"I don't need you! You've ruined my life!" Clovis screamed.

"No, I've given your meaningless existence purpose. I saw your dreams last night. If you don't want her so badly, then why is she in all of them? Are you really that pathetic? She's mine, you know, she always has been," Sifo-Dyas hissed.

"You're insane!" Rush cried in a panic.

"Perhaps…but I always get what I want," Sifo-Dyas said, as he faded away. Rush sighed. He couldn't believe that a disembodied Sith Lord was responsible for ruining his life. Such a thing wasn't even supposed to exist! But he blamed someone else even more for ruining his life and his name was Anakin Skywalker. The Jedi was determined to make sure he went to prison for everything, but Clovis wouldn't go down without a fight in the courtroom and he would take a few shots at the galaxy's beloved Chosen One while he was at it.

In the dark times of the Great Sith Wars, which raged in the galaxy for years, there was one bright shining beam of hope that kept the people believing evil would not consume them. Once an Immortal, he was the son of the Force and beloved King of Naboo. Anakyn Skywalker fought on the front lines against the raging Sith that threatened the galaxy. But being frequently separated from his beloved Queen Padmia, pained them both greatly. But they made good use of what time they did have together and their love flourished.

Padmia waited impatiently, as her beloved's ship landed in the palace docking bay. Her heart quickened, as he jumped down and his feet landed solidly on the permacrete. Despite her bulky gown, she ran into his open arms. He lifted her up and spun her around, as their lips met in a passionate kiss.

"Oh Padmia…I've missed you," he whispered, as he kissed her again.

"My love…I've been so frightened for you. There were whispers that you had been killed," she cried. He cupped her beautiful face in his hands.

"I may not be immortal any longer, but nothing will take me from you, my angel," he promised, as he held her tightly. She relished his strong arms around her at long last, for she had been deprived of them for too many months. But her beloved had been deprived of more. He had been deprived of her, the comforts of their home in the palace, and her attentiveness that she believed he richly deserved.

"Come…you must be famished. I've made supper for you and I'll have it delivered to our room so we can be alone," she said. He smiled. She was Queen, but she still insisted on always cooking his first meal home, no matter how secretly miffed the palace chefs were when she took over their kitchen.

"I love you," he told her. She smiled.

"I love you too, my handsome protector," she replied, as she led him inside.

Shane looked up from his work and sat back for a moment, taking a break.

"Hey, you look like you could use a snack," Kimberly said, as she kissed his cheek and set a bowl of slice shurra down in front of him.

"You're definitely a Jedi, because you read my mind," he replied, as he forked a piece of fruit and munched on it.

"How's it coming?" she asked.

"Slow, as usual, but there has never been a more detailed account of the events that took place during the Great Sith Wars as to what's in this diary. It's going to change the history recordings forever," Shane replied.

"Grandfather thinks that the Sith destroyed all the records of the events except this diary for a reason. There is something they don't want us to know," Kimberly said.

"From what I've seen so far, I'm inclined to agree, though I have yet to get to the root of the story," Shane said, pausing for a moment.

"Can I ask you something?" he questioned.

"Of course," she replied.

"Do you believe that these people…Anakyn and Padmia really were who your parents used to be or that they're possibly just their ancestors?" Shane asked. Kimberly knew to a person who didn't know her parents very well that the implication that they were reborn into the world to fight a great evil was more than a little farfetched. Shane was a student of many sciences and when something like this came along that denied logic, he was a skeptic at first. But she knew he had a good heart and would come to accept the legends for the truth.

"I know it's difficult to believe, but yes, they were and are my parents, as crazy as it sounds. Not even my Dad is quite sure about it, but that's mostly because he doesn't want to believe that he was at one time an immortal," Kimberly said.

"It is a difficult thing to swallow, but all the pieces seem to fall into place. These events in the diary seem to parallel the events in modern history," Shane said. Kimberly nodded.

"I know. My grandfather believes that since my parents had counterparts back during these critical events in the galaxy, then so did Sifo-Dyas or whatever evil has possessed him. Grandfather says he wasn't always evil, but he started to change in their later youth. He didn't know until later that it was because of this diary," Kimberly said.

"But we're certain that Sifo-Dyas can't read the language of the my ancestors, correct?" Shane asked. Kimberly nodded.

"Which means that someone or something has possibly read it to him, because he seems to know at least parts of what is hidden in these pages. And my parents have everything to do with it," Kimberly said. Shane nodded.

"Don't worry, I've translated this much and while it will take more time, I will discover the secrets in this diary. I promise," he told her, trying to ease her worry. She smiled.

"I know you will. You're brilliant, but even geniuses like you need rest," Kimberly reminded.

"You're right; I could use a good walk in the gardens. Want to keep me company?" he asked. She smiled.

"I thought you'd never ask," she replied, as they got up and left the Archive library for the time being.

The next day...

Padme came into the cockpit with a piece of shurra fruit in hand. She bit into it and then leaned down over him, bringing it to his lips. He smiled and took a bite.

"Thanks," he said, as she sat across his lap.

"Are we almost there?" she asked. He nodded.

"We'll be coming out of hyperspace in just a couple of minutes," Anakin replied.

"I better get strapped in then," she said, as she kissed him passionately. She got up and walked around Artoo, before sitting down and strapping into her seat.

Anakin brought the ship out of hyperspace and the planet of Dathomir was before them. It was very green and blue with patches of brown. They had been told that much of the planet was covered in large oceans and tropical jungles. It reminded them of Naboo in a way, but the similarities stopped in appearance, for they knew the inhabitants were nothing like the pacifist people of Naboo. They were a race of warriors, dominated by the female gender, who dabbled in the use of Force magic, which generally drew energies from the dark side. This was why the Jedi strongly disapproved of their Force usage.

Anakin gently guided the ship into the atmosphere and soured over one of the oceans. The coordinates were set for a landmass approximately five hundred miles from their current position. That was where they had been told the Queen's palace was and where all who followed her lived. But as they flew over the ocean, the ship suddenly shuddered violently.

"What was that?" Padme asked.

"I'm not sure. Artoo, what hit us?" Anakin asked. Artoo whirled in confusion when they were suddenly hit again and the ship shook even more violently.

"Ani…what's after us?" Padme asked.

"I don't know…Artoo, what's out there?" Anakin asked. His scanners were blank and Artoo whirled.

"What do you mean nothing?" Anakin asked, as their harnesses kept them from being thrown around the cockpit.

"Do you think…it's the witches? The enemies of the Queen?" Padme asked.

"It's possible. They're trying to crash us!" Anakin called, as they suddenly heard the engines die.

"Artoo…get the engines back!" Anakin cried. The little droid whirled in panic.

"What did he say?" Padme asked nervously.

"The engines are dead!" Anakin cried. Padme screamed, as the ship took a nosedive toward the ocean. Anakin grabbed the control yokes and his eyes flashed silver, as he pulled back on the controls, trying to pull them up by using his Force powers.

"Hang on angel, I'm going to bring us down as easy as possible," Anakin called. Padme tightened her harness and gripped her seat as tightly as she could. "Artoo…hook onto something or you'll go right through the view window," Anakin told him, as the droid hooked onto the console. Anakin cried out, as he pulled as hard as he could and used the Force to slow them down. It took everything he had, but the ship cascaded into the water on its belly. It threw them around violently, but their harnesses held them in. They slowly came to a stop and the ship began to fill with water. Anakin unhooked his harness and helped Padme undo hers. He held her and turned his back, shielding her, as he used the Force to shatter the view window. He reached above and opened the emergency compartments. He pulled out the life raft and tossed it out.

"Artoo, get the raft inflated and get in," Anakin told him. Artoo whirled and powered up his thrusters, as he sailed out the window. Anakin grabbed two survival packs and they put them on. He took her hand and they climbed out onto the nose of the sinking ship. He helped her into the waiting raft and then climbed in himself.

"I can't believe they shot us down!" Padme said in disbelief.

"Yeah, and they used Force magic to do it. No physical weapons registered on the scanners. Someone certainly doesn't want us here," Anakin said, as they both started paddling with the ores.

"Do you think the Queen's people are aware of what happened?" Padme asked.

"I hope so. I'd have Artoo send out a distress signal, but that might attract the people that shot us down too. We're better off trying to make it there on our own by water," Anakin replied, as they watched the ship disappear into the water completely.

"Someone owes me a ship. That was our favorite," Anakin said, with a sigh.

"Nice welcoming," Padme mentioned sarcastically. He agreed with a nod, as they continued to paddle.

"Are they dead?" Rianna demanded to know of her scout.

"No, they survived completely unharmed. They're aboard a life raft as we speak," the male servant replied.

"Such power it must have taken to bring that ship down as safely as he did," Roxanna said. She was very intrigued by the Chosen One. It was not often that she met a man that was both extremely handsome and powerful. She couldn't wait to dig her claws into him.

"We should have expected that from the Son of Suns. No matter though, for they will soon be forced onto my island of horror by a most vicious storm of our creation," Rianna said with a devious smirk. Roxanna's face mirrored hers.

"Let's create a magical hurricane that they'll never forget, sister," Roxanna replied.

"And once we have them, we shall hand them over to Lady Ysanne and then she will help us crush our fool of sister and her band of do-gooders once and for all," Rianna said, as she chuckled evilly, something that her sister joined her in…