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ON THE OLD DESERT PLANET OF TATOOINE A HOODED MAN STANDS ON THE HORIZON as he stumbles towards the gritty town of Mos Espa. Smoke curls upwards and into the sky behind him as the scattered remnants of his vessel burn in the glassy sand. Crimson falls down his forehead, sticking his dark cloak to his body as he limps forward with a singular thought chanting a lifeline into his mind.

Keep going. Keep going. Keep going.

Eventually the suns fall, taking the scalding heat of the twin suns with them and the chill of the desert falls upon the man as he still stumbles onward towards the blurring lights of the outpost town.

One can only hang onto your determination and energy for so long when you have been burned, over heated, and bleeding for hours on end. And so at the sand filled backyard of a small home the man faints into a spreading pool of his own blood.

A young woman sits exhausted from her long day of labor in her kitchen when she hears a startling noise outside. Taking a stiff broom she tenderly steps outside, cautiously continuing to approach the shuddering bundle on the ground. Seeing a man she squints in the dark to see his features, finding blood she slowly reaches the broom outward and pokes him to see if he's alive. A small groan slips from the man at the sharp poke to his bruising ribs, eyes cracking open to see a brunette watching him warily. Whimpering he moves an arm towards her, gasping as his burned skin rubs against the earth and whispers desperately, "help, please."

Shaking her fears away she drops the broom into the sands and bends down to the man, pulling away his cloak soaked with blood with a gasp. Flesh cut into ribbons hangs loosely off of his side as blood flows freely from the wound his ship's debris gifted him in parting. She quickly presses the cloak back to his side to halt the bleeding, and her heart patters crazily as her mind blanks for a moment.

"I have to get you inside," she whispers to herself, before she looks down at him again, "you have to help me get you inside." He barely nods before shifting onto his knees, and he's surprised when the woman's arms, stronger than he expected them to be, wrap around him and pull him quickly into her house.

Laying him back on one of the benches of her kitchen table she rushes around the house gathering everything she'll need to fix him. Coming back to the him she finds him fighting to keep his eyes open, hands griping his cloak tightly to his side like she ordered. Placing her hands over his and keeping her hands there she winces with a smile as she pulls the cloak back.

"You can close your eyes now, you have lost a lot of blood but you won't be dying tonight." She assures him, sterilizing the needle to begin his stitches and quickly threading it. Taking a harsh breath he stops her hand before she can start the stitches, "your, your name?" His eyelids flutter sleepily as pain washes over him. "Shmi, Shmi Skywalker," she says thinking, 'maybe it's too painful to sleep yet, maybe he needs a distraction.' Looking into his hazy eyes, she questions, "what's your name?"

"▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇," he says, eyes finally closing and then the truth hits Shmi. 'He needed to know he could trust me...'

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On the dusty sand planet of Tatooine, Shmi smiles down at the bundle in her arms rocking around on her feet. The baby in her arms coos as she settles into sleep, and Shmi's head pops up when her door shuts. Brushing the fluff of blonde down Shmi grins widely as her husband enters the kitchen and his weary eyes brighten at the sight of his loves. His hand cups their child's head, whispering a quiet hello to his little Guiniveve.

"You look exhausted again, ▇▇."

"It's not due to the work today, Shmi," ▇▇ says, looking to his wife with sadness welling in his eyes. "Then what?" Shmi asks, taking his hand in hers and sitting beside him.

"They know of Guiniveve, obviously," he adds with bitterness on his tongue. "But today I learned of one of the Hutts laws-"

"They don't intend to sell her already, do they?" shuddering at the thought of her baby being whisked away, Shmi tightens her hold on her daughter. "They can't until she's eighteen, but I have a plan Shmi and the three of us will be long gone before she's even fifteen."

"What is it, ▇▇?"
"You know how I came here?"
"Of course, you idiot," Shmi teases with a small smile, "I'm the one who dragged you here and brought you back to the living."

And he smiles back at her, nodding his head to her in silent reserve. But when Shmi's eyes falter with the glow of her smile he squeezes their entwined hands gently, "you know I couldn't even think to blame you for our situation."

"Yet I also dragged you into it."
"You saved my life, Shmi. I will gladly take this life with you over the life I had before everyday."

Only tension still hangs in the air around the young couple and their child. Tension of a past long put behind, worries of a future coming closer. And a present full of anxieties that their moments of paradise will be torn into nothing.

Oh, if only they had known paradise is never meant for the living...

hahaha I'm not sorry in the slightest for what I've done!! who's the mysterious stranger on Tatooine? what's Guin's father's identity?? hehe I'm so excited to get into all my ocs you have no idea!!

when I gave y'all the option for the intro chapters prologue I forgot to mention that I was doing childhood and pre-prequel chapters anyway... oops?? either way all of these characters mean the world to me, and don't worry I've checked all the timelines to be sure that Depa can still be Caleb's master ( and we can all guess what that'll mean... )!!

so there is a reason that Guiniveve was introduced in this chapter - and it's all because of the focus I need to pull to her parents. if the plot goes in the direction I'm planning there'll be some confusion and missing pieces (like his name lmao). also I see so many 'twins of Anakin Skywalker' or 'adopted' or 'also born of the force but older' fics (not that there's anything wrong with those) I just want everyone to really understand that Guinie's beginnings aren't like that at all. AND in the end, her father is going to become a huge part of the plot

what did you guys think?? anything you're already excited to see happen??

also have happy Skywalker family <3

thank y'all for reading, commenting, and voting, I hope you all have amazing days or nights!!
8-2-2021