It's been nearly five years since the Empire came into power. Though things look grim, people still cling to the hope that the rein will be short lived. They pray that the Republic comes back to power and that the galaxy is at peace.

But on a planet in the Outer Rim, a young couple tends to their own problems. Though the Empire looms over everyone in the galaxy, they have other things to worry about. It's a bad season for them, forcing them to use their supplies sparingly.

It's another typical day for them on the hot planet. They have chores to tend to and a child to care for. Nothing was out of the ordinary, until he appeared.

"Aunt Beru, who's that?"

"Who's who?" She asks, standing up from her work. She squints her eyes and looks off into the distance. The only visitors they get are their friends in the area and they never show up when there's work to do.

"That man. Can't you see him?"

She furrows her eyebrows, recognizing him. "I need to get Uncle Owen. Stay here." She says.

Soon, the man arrives to their place. He removes his hood, showing his face. "Hello, young Luke." He greets, smiling at the boy.

"Hello. Who are you?" He asks, tilting his head. His blue eyes and blonde hair send shivers up the man's spine. Luke looked like the spitting image of his father when he was young.

"I'm Ben." The man says. "You've gotten so big since the last time I saw you."

"I know. Aunt Beru had to make me new clothes." He says, pulling at his clothes to show Ben.

He chuckles, nodding his head. "They look very nice on you. She did a good job."

"Where's your house?" Luke asks, changing the subject. Ben has forgotten how quickly children could find something new to talk about. In fact, he forget a lot about talking to people.

"Oh, I live just beyond that ridge. I have a house just like yours." Ben explains as Beru and Owen finally make their appearance. They stand side by side, their faces stern. Ben stands taller, his attention falling on them.

Luke turns around, running to them. "Uncle Owen, Aunt Beru, this is Ben. He lives beyond the ridge." He says as they walk a bit closer. He goes to Beru, clinging to her leg.

"It's nice to see you again." Ben says, giving a soft smile.

"What do you need?" Owen asks, stepping forward.

Ben drops his smile. "I believe we should talk inside. There are things I need to discuss with you."

"You can say them out here." Owen fires back, furrowing his eyebrows as he steps up to Ben.

Ben keeps his composure, slightly leaning back. "It involves Luke. I don't want to startle him."

Owen lowers his shoulders. He turns around. "Luke, go to your room."

"Why?" He asks, peeking out behind Beru.

"We're going to talk with Ben inside where it's cool." He explains, walking back to the house. Everyone follows, ready to get out of the heat. It is almost noon anyways. They need to prepare lunch.

Once they enter the house, Beru bends down and whispers to Luke. "Go to your room. I'll call you when we're done."

"But I wanna talk to Ben." He whines.

"It'll just be for a moment. Go find a toy to show him. I'll call for you." She says. He nods his head, rushing off to his room. She stands up, walking into the kitchen. "Can I get you something to drink?" She asks.

"Whatever you have is fine." Ben says as he sits at the table. Owen takes a seat beside him. He can't help but to glare at the man. Ben was the cause of all of their pain. Ben killed his step-brother.

"Whatever feelings you have about me, you need to put them aside." Ben says, startling Owen. "I'm here in the interest of Luke."

"What about him?" Beru asks, bringing a glass of blue milk to the table for Ben.

Ben takes the glass, gently holding it. "Have you noticed anything different about him?"

Beru shoots Owen a glance. They have noticed things being off about him, but they aren't about to tell Ben about it. Though the man has always been friendly to them, they have never trusted him.

"You have. Haven't you?" Ben says, tugging on his beard.

"Yes." Beru softly says, dropping her head. There was no reason to lie to him now. "He's just a bit different from the other children."

"It's nothing to be ashamed of." Ben says, making Owen glare. "I can sense the Force in him. It's strong, much stronger than I expected for a child of his age."

"If you think we're just going to give Luke to you to train into some Jedi, you're out of your mind." Owen shouts, standing up and pointing at the man.

"I don't think anything like that." Ben defends, pushing Owen's finger away. "I think we should nurture it in him, help him to grow stronger in the Force. I don't expect you to give him up to me. If I did, I wouldn't have given him to you all those years ago."

"I think we should leave it all alone." Beru says, her jaw clenched. "The Jedi are gone. They are no more. And I don't want him to be a target to the Empire."

"Nor do I." Ben says. "But I can't ignore how strong it is. I feel that it is my duty to help him."

Before Owen can fire something back, Luke comes bounding into the room. He quickly hops towards Ben, holding out his toy space ship. "Look at this! This one's my favorite."

"Luke, I told you to stay in your room until I called for you." Beru says, slightly scrunching her face.

"I just really wanted to show this to Ben." He frowns, dropping his head.

"It's alright." Ben pipes up. He grabs Luke, placing him on his lap. "Why don't you tell me all about your ship? There's nothing more for us adults to talk about." He says, looking over at them.

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The two suns in the sky hover above the horizon, casting deeps shades of pink and purple on the sky. Ben knows this will be pointless, but he must try. He needs to get them to agree.

He knocks on the door, waiting for another shouting match with Owen.

Instead, Luke answers the door. "Hi, Ben." He greets. "I haven't seen you in a while. Come in."

Ben smiles, walking in just enough for Luke to close the door behind him. The blond haired boy can't be much older than ten now. Yet, Ben can sense how much stronger the Force is in him now. He can only estimate how many midi-chlorians Luke has, but it must be high.

"Where are your aunt and uncle?" Ben asks.

Luke shrugs his shoulder. "I think they're in the kitchen. I'll go get them for you." He says before walking off.

Ben stands in the doorway, folding his arms. He knows what he's about to say will spark controversy. It can only go one of two ways, and he's hoping it goes the later.

"Ben Kenobi." Owen says, walking to the doorway. Beru follows him, keeping a close distance. Though Ben can't see him, he can sense that Luke is listening in just behind the corner.

"It's been a few years since we've last spoke." Ben says. "And unfortunately, I didn't leave here on good terms. I hope that won't be the case this time."

"That all depends. Why are you here?" Owen says, crossing his arms over his chest.

Ben reaches to his hip. "Luke has grown stronger in the Force, even without my training. I believe that it's time he received this."

Beru gasps, covering her mouth as Ben shows the lightsaber. Owen reaches out for it in anger, but Ben pulls it out of reach. "This is his father's lightsaber. I wish to train him on how to use it. His father would want him to."

"We don't want him anywhere near that." Owen growls. "We don't need him following old Obi-Wan on some crazy Jedi mission. You need to get out here and never bring that around here again."

"I believe that we should ask Luke what he wants to do. He is old enough to make the decision now. His father made his when he was his age." Ben persists, narrowing his eyebrows.

"I don't care."

"I do." Ben spits. "I only want what's best for him."

"What's best for him is for you to leave and forget about him. We don't need you to kill him like you did his father. We don't need another Skywalker dead at your hands!" Owens shouts. He reaches behind Ben and opens the door.

"You can't seriously think that ignoring the Force in him is good for him? It'll only grow stronger and I should be here to help him with it." Ben insists, shaking his head.

"You should be nowhere near him. You're the one who will put him in danger." Owen says, forcing Ben out of the door. Before Ben can argue, the door gets slammed in his face.

He sighs, lowering his head. "There's nothing more I can do, master. They just won't listen to me."

He turns around the leave, but a voice stops him. "I'm sorry about my uncle."

He looks over his shoulder. Luke's head is peeking out of the doorway. "I don't believe that you killed my father. If you had, why would you come to see me?"

Ben can't help but to smile. Though Luke doesn't believe it, Ben does. He had failed his father years ago. "May the Force be with you, Luke." He says before he pulls his hood over his head.

"Goodbye, Ben. Come back soon." Luke says just loud enough for the old Jedi to hear. Ben smiles to himself. Maybe there is still a chance that he'll get to train Luke in the ways of the Force. Maybe he'll get a second chance to help his old padawan through Luke.

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