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SCARS MADE OF STARDUST
a starwars story
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our destiny was death
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of time's strict fairytale
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to live happily ever after
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hope is all that's left of us
ﾟ･｡･ ┊ I wanted more of us than this ┊͙ ﾟ･｡･

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children gather around her, nothing but an
old woman now, with time in her eyes.
"stories," they beg, "tell us them all."
her smile dulls for a moment, yet still
she begins, for all of her life there was
a movement meant to be remembered,
as gruesome as it was...

"a long time ago, in a galaxy not so far
away, there once was peace at every edge.
at least that's what the republic told
for the galaxy wasn't as everyone thought.
until one day a party in secret attacked Naboo
and started a battle that set into motion
a bloody war, where people lost hope
and more lost their lives..."

she assures the children with a gentle
smile, "do not fret little younglings,
for there is an ending to this war.
it's not the one expected though...
and remember this, as I share,

"the stars are created of stardust,
and so is a person and their heart.
some shine brightly and others dark.
battles leave scars in stardust's paths,
and love bandages each,
but can't heal them all.
oh and most of all, the way the war turned ─
a human is a human, they fear,
and they love, and they scream.
emotion is a thing we all must learn to see."

"and one more thing I share with you all,
before the beginning begins once again,
is in all these years I have found that
love and war feel oh too much alike"

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A LONG TIME AGO
IN A GALAXY FAR, FAR AWAY...
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ARGENT SILVER WALLS AND FADING LEATHER SEATS, the small Alderaanian cruiser is simply aged. But that is all they need right now, it's everything that will keep them safe. For the galaxy has been changed. Something is echoing among the streets of each planet between cheers of the separatists' downfalls. Silenced struggles in precarious alleys enlighten few to the transparent lies of the new emperor and the truth is shed of its cloak as crimson spills. The dark side was revealed to the Jedi, except they had been too late.

"I was too late," she whispers, hugging her knees close to her chest. Her glasslike blue eyes whisk over the streams of light blurring by in the light-speed tunnel. Eyes like a frozen lake without a ripple across, not a warm thought crossing her rapidly numbing mind.

Oh, and the force screams in her mind. Even hidden in the deepest part of space she can hear the muffled gasps as bodies tumble, the heart wrenching yells as lives are taken. Agonized cries spill from busted lips across the galaxy as the war ends, a new terrifying dictatorship taking the place of the stubborn republic. Tears fall fast down her damp cheeks at the overwhelming feelings of the force, of the suffering that the Jedi are meant to keep from happening. At least that had been their job once. Her job even. Only years ago they became warriors and generals instead of peacekeepers and givers. She had barely known the time of the caring Jedi, she knew them better as battle-worn fighters and humans turmoil with emotions they were of forbidden of expressing.

He watches her from the doorway of the cruiser's cockpit, head tilting in worry as she whimpers and her eyes flutter shut. She has always been a better pilot than him, flying solo missions during the war that required her to master different skills than he has. Hopefully, everything that the war had pressed down onto them would help them survive in this new galaxy. His heart twists painfully in his rib cage at her tears, he had once marveled at her connection to the force that weaved their paths into one. ( Both of their lives, their connections, and their hearts have always been intertwined with the force. For the stardust in their veins has forever been twisting them toward the same fate. ) Now all he wants is to ease her of the burden of feeling the light fade into the dark side's control. He hates seeing her in pain, and regret boils in him at the mere thought of knowing that he had caused her a mindless panic only a few hours ago.

"I have our course set for New Ator before we make our way to █████. Just to throw them off of us a bit, so if you want to rest go ahead."

He jumps, startled. He hadn't noticed that she had lifted her head and was looking at him with those always caring eyes.

"No, I'll be fine," he hesitates, biting his lip, "can, can I sit with you?"

She nods, motioning to the open cushions beside her on the side bench of the cruisers cockpit. He sits, sliding shoulder to shoulder with her and a grateful smile graces her lips at the simple contact. Yet she can feel the tenseness in his posture, feel the uneasiness and guilt resting on his soul so she allows her head to gently fall onto his shoulder. Whispering with the touch, 'I still trust you'. He sighs, curling his arm around her as they lean back onto the bench together.

Merely two hearts traded for the same, beaten and cracked with tear stains and bruises blooming. Simply two specks of stardust, running from the aftermath of a war not exactly won or lost...

HALFWAY ACROSS THE GALAXY TWO WOMEN SQUEEZE THE HANDS of the four-year-old between them. Rushing onto the last transport to Feddasyr for the rotation, they gasp as the doors close just as a unit of clones enters the station. Hastily packed bags hang off of their shoulders as they slide onto a bench together, restless glances pass over the other passengers by the one in the ripped cloak still over her head. Two cold metal cylinders rest hidden against her back, causing her heart to pound rapidly every time they clink against each other. The other woman sits with her back upright, the girl in her lap and her hand on her companion's thigh, but whether it's to calm herself down or to ease her love she's unsure.

Knowing the brunette's anxiety, the hooded one takes her hand from her thigh and begins massaging it gently. Her calloused fingers remind her love that they'll be safe together, that she'll do everything she can to protect them. Turning her eyes from her love to the child in her lover's arms, the brunette smiles as she brushes her hair down and the little girl's eyes close with a small fight against sleep. ( This little girl is not her daughter, but she knows this child as well as anyone can know a four-year-old. For she has seen her laugh and take the biggest steps even with hesitation. She has dried tears from this girl's cheeks and held her tightly against her heart. This girl is not their daughter, but oh will they forever love her as though she is ). And their hearts twist in their chests with excruciating pain like a dagger slowly burrowing into their chests because she has her mother's eyes. But she also has her father's talents, and that is the most pressing reason why they have to run to Feddasyr. Why they have to run to the edges of the galaxy ─── that and so her father can never see her again...

ON THE HOT, TROPICAL PLANET OF KASHYYYK, A BLEEDING MAN RUNS BETWEEN THE THICK TREES of the Wookiee's home-world. Another blaster bullet flies by his shoulder and burns inches deep into the tree bark to his right. Huffing he takes off again, running for his life. The white-clad soldiers hunting him down are─ were his clone troops. They had finally disposed of the smugglers attempting to enslave a Wookiee tribe and were relaxing and celebrating with the Wookiees when his commander got a message and suddenly turned his blaster on him with the rest of the unit quick to follow.

Except he had trained his own men, lived with them for years now, and he had seen the hesitation in their brown eyes when they first fired. Their skills nearly match his own if not for his force-induced abilities, and that fact has him fearing for his life. Yet he has a singular thought on his mind, and it's not for his life, as his lightsaber directs another bolt away from his back. 'I have to get back to her, I have to make sure she's safe─'

Oh, and he would never know that his love was having the very same thoughts and worries as he. Standing at the front of a starship filled with miscellaneous people, but she is safe with a man that owes her a debt and she knows he will fulfill her wishes. Saving his and his peoples lives is─ was her job, it hadn't been for a reward but she's become desperate for help...

A YOUNG WOMAN TAKES A DEEP BREATH AND LETS THE WARM AIR FLOW FROM BETWEEN HER CHAPPED LIPS to cloud a small area of the glass on one of the windows of her ship. Boredom often fills her hours spent in her cramped y-wing fighter. Still anticipation tingles along her spin and her worries flow through her as her knee bounces up and down. But soon she'll be incredibly busy ( she is, after all, on her way to begin her work as a Jedi Master ) and she's thankful for her droid for flying for her so far outside of the Inner-Rim.

Her cherished R3 unit guides her ship down to one of Kamino's landing pads. But instead of a warm hug from Master Shaak-Ti, she is welcomed by the clone's blasters aimed to kill her. Except instead she is taken fighting for her life because of the information she was meant to share to a master now gone.

All the traces left of the newly appointed Jedi Master is her lightsaber that clattered to the floor in her struggle and rolled out of sight to all but a small pair of watchful eyes...

PEACEFULLY, THAT'S HOW HE WOULD ASK TO DIE IF HE HAD THE CHANCE. He doesn't. Throughout the whole war his troops had been nothing but faithful and brave. The identical, in looks only, brothers becoming people he cared for and found to be his own family. That family was no more. Now he stands surrounded, his brothers standing all around him with nothing more than their black uniforms and miscellaneous blasters aimed at his heart.

For the first time in years, he begs and pleads with the men who can not seem to keep their shaking blasters aimed straight at him. He knows they can, he taught them the very art of war and acting as the reaper. And then a wave of crippling pain washes over him in the force, he cries out bending to his knees. One of the clones steps forward before halting, tears in his eyes because every part of his soul is screaming to go to his general, his friend. But something stronger inside of him controls his every action, yet whatever is inside his head cannot stop the single tear that rolls down his cheek. He wants to screams as the Jedi that has done nothing but break his code for him yells in anguish as part of the galaxy dies. And the others can feel it too ── the crawling feeling in their guts that this is wrong, this is wro─

The eyes of his brother's fade into strangers, tears streaming down his weary cheeks as the clone's arms strengthen in their aim. He looks up to find no one there that knows him, loves him; the single tear he had thought he had flipped has dried. His hand is still pressed against his chest, where the blaster bullet burned through his robes to his heart, as his body crumbles. And that is how he dies ── murdered by the only people he wanted at his last breath's side the very cause of his last breath. ( For even with all his experience, he found that love battles the heart to the point that no one remembers when they crumbled to their emotions. But, oh, does love find a chance to come into a person's life, some way and some how, in any form it can, at least once in their life ── for love and death are the only things inevitable. )

SHADOWS CLOUD THE GALAXY, MASKING THE SUNLIGHT AND THE STARS FROM TRULY SHINING, in the same way that an obsidian helmet masks a man who once fought for freedom and love, bending on his knee to the overwhelming, strangling fear of his master's empire. Planets cry out in misery as they burn with their people. The stars dim in comparison to the blinding white spotlights of imperial stages and battle cruisers. People shout in confusion as they are ripped from their families and homes, screaming in utter distraught because they thought the war was over. They thought that they were free.

The dark side threatens the galaxy with a dark promise of a new time, a foul abyss ridden with horrible, hidden powers. Stygian nights take the gorgeous auroras and wishful hopes dancing between starships and drowns them in leaden ash and broken hearts. Dreams shatter into nightmares and screams fill the hours of each day as a rising symphony of immortal desolation. Uneasy smiles that don't quite reach the eyes conceal their persistent fears and the ever-present covenant of death. The angel destined to steal all breath, and life, and time from all those who hold it dear, and those who don't, watches as the chaos rises. Oh, and they say a wicked grin would spread across its monstrous features at the carnage before it, but they do not seek the truth. The angel watches, a hand propping up its chin and a scythe in hand, for it has seen the circle of life and death for centuries. Oh, and the thing they call a monster is not a monster that takes life, it is a guide for those who have none.

( For the angel knows the monster that truly enjoys taking life, for humanity has always been fond of blaming others for its choices and its mistakes... )

Admiration and dominance fuels the egos of the new empire of this quaking galaxy, and those in control of it. Slowly and painstakingly taking every planet it sets foot on like a sickness. For the plague of darkness was planted only a few years ago, right under all of their noses.

And none of them would have expected their futures to intertwine with such a cryptic gloom and eternal heartbreak, like a pair of star-crossed lovers set on taking a desperate, hopeless fate such as the galaxy's present.

Only the stars new and bright in the outer rim blink in furious memory, a small blip of hope that the past is remembered, not repeated, nor merely a permanent loop of destruction, of life, and of force...

the cast

GUINIVEVE 'GUINIE' SKYWALKER
a caring daughter, sister, and more
portrayed by ·  · ✦ ·  · sydney sweeney

mother loved, fatherless
"I've always wondered what it feels like to dance between the galaxies"
THE GIRL THE FORCE GRACED

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AND STARDUST
SPLIT INTO TWO
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THE BOY WHO ALMOST LOST
"I've come here and suddenly everything I know isn't the same"
motherless, fatherless

portrayed by ·  · ✦ ·  · ewan mcgregor
a passionate jedi, friend, and more
OBI-WAN 'OBI' KENOBI

THE GIRL MUTED BY ALL
"I've been told I'll be successful as a doctor, but as much as I care I don't want it"
mother loved, father protected

portrayed by·  · ✦ ·  · young!lucinda dryzwk
a bold sister, friend, and more
VERSI 'VERS' NABERRIE

PADME 'PADI' AMIDALA
a loving sister, leader, and more
portrayed by ·  · ✦ ·  · natalie portman

mother loved, father adored
"But I should be able to do so much more than I already have"
THE GIRL WITH THE VOICE

THE BOY WHO TOUCHED STARS
"I don't understand why it matters that I'm almost ten years old"
mother loved, father of force

portrayed by ·  · ✦ ·  · young!jake lloyd
a brave son, brother, and more
ANAKIN 'ANI' SKYWALKER

SHMI 'MAMA' SKYWALKER
a sacrificial mother, lover, and more
portrayed by ·  · ✦ ·  · pernilla august

loving mother, lover less
"But I do know plenty of the force and how close my children are with it"
THE WOMAN WHO KNEW MORE

thank you...

thank you all so much for reading the beginning of SCARS MADE OF STARDUST!! I am beyond excited to get into the plot, and the rest of my coming series!!

please share all of your thoughts and ideas now and as you continue reading Scars Made of Stardust, I would love to hear everything!! people who interact with my fics give me life and motivation to write more and update more often!!

DISCLAIMER ─── I do not own StarWars, StarWars is owned by George Lucas, Lucasfilms, Disney, and the respective creators of the universe and etc. I however do own all unfamiliar plot, dialogue, and characters as well as all non-canon events and timeline changes unless strictly said. So no no no no no nooooo stealing. I ALSO WROTE EVERY QUOTE IN THIS CHAPTER, SUCH AS THE TWO AT THE TOP AND YOU CANNOT STEAL THEM!!

WARNINGS ─── this fic will contain the following; death, war, wounds, bleeding, manipulation, minor ab*se, misc weapons, curse words, fighting, emotions, murder, several mental illness, and possibly more. please be wary of all your triggers and stay safe!!

author's note

Scars Made of Stardust... I've wanted to get my act together and get this ready to be published for a while now. not only did this idea bloom before I first started this draft, but I started plotting the entire series and currently have three or four four-nine page documents with details, characters, and plot ideas.

my StarWars series has been my brain child right next to my marvel series and I'm so excited to get all forty something of my ocs throughout this series out there!! somethings I quickly want to clarify about a few things!!

( as I write this part right now, I still have not started writing the actual prologue/intro part bc idk what words are at the moment. ) okay I'm back because I finally wrote the first draft of my little drabble, soon I'll go back to add more details and things I feel like are needed!!

SCREE ─── just went through and edited and rewrote the prologue and oops I made another depressing prologue that's incredible vague BUT WHEN I GAVE Y'ALL THE OPTION I TOLD YOU IT WOULD BE!! you should have noticed I didn't put any names down in the prologue bc hehe!! ( I'm always a mess whenever I write blurbs on intros and hardly make any sense so I'm sorry if that's how this is going lol!! )

I'm incredibly excited to begin writing this book, and I have a feeling y'all will be getting more and more updates as it goes because I'll go completely insane if I don't update!!

IMPORTANT DETAILS ─── this is an AU TIMELINE!! The changes will begin swiftly, and know that I do have rights to the plot changes of the said new non-canon timeline.

as this fic is an AU some ages had to be changed, so here they are!! Guiniveve is still 17 when the fic starts and Obi-Wan is 19 when he would've been in his 20s. I did this so they are a) closer in age and b) so that they aren't as old in the later books bc a couple years are important!!

another key thing changed is how long the clone wars will last. not only will I be writing my own clone wars episodes and arcs, but there will be pre-official clone wars arcs AND the clone wars will actually go on for fourish years instead of just three for the sake of allowing for time to pass!!

Guinie is my literal child and I love her. She is not born of the force, and she just won't exist either I just can't cover her entire existence in the intro chapter of my book lol!!

little Versi is Padme's little sister (I made Padme a middle child oop) who rlly looks up to her sister and wants to be a senator/politician like her. except their father is dead set on her taking up a medical career so she's working super hard already on a life she doesn't want bc StarWars families want their small children to succeed at young ages apparently.

this book will have four acts (as of now) each movie in the prequelilogy will receive it's own act and the clone wars will have their own plus misc episodes as chapters in between the middle of a movie as needed (ex: s7.)

in this book things will fall from the canon timeline and plot line,I'll be adding cast members and sharing changes made to canon characters like ages. some of my cast are also alien species ( including Syala who is a blue twi-lek ). I've already created a few non-canon aspects in starwars science, but I feel like there's enough of a basis for them to fit!!

one thing I am excited to share is that this book will also include a couple headcanons and things I know that I was desperate to see in the clone wars like:
- more Obi-Wan and Anakin content except now they have Guinie to embarrass
- lots more Jedi
- volunteers on the front lines of war
- people appointed leaders when war comes to their planets, and forsaking the people who made the decisions of their standings for them
- more padawans seeing war
- and tons of soft clone content. the clone content means so much to me bc I'll be introducing new units of my own creation or units barely mentioned or shown!! but y'all will also get the clones bonding with their Generals and bonding with their Commanders. you'll get talk of ptsd for the clones and talk of retirement programs. there'll be grieving and Jedi who can barely stomach losing a clone in the beginning and their troops have to help through the loss and it'll hurt and give me everything I wanted in the clone wars!! plus units and Generals and Commanders 'teaming up' for battles where we get to see characters we wanted to meet meet!!

GRAPHICS ─── two of my incredible besties answered my call for graphic help, AND THEY MADE SUCH PERFECT STUFF!! as stated earlier (and repeatedly) Sam created all of the wonderful aesthetic gifs, story gifs, and aesthetics/moodboards used in this chapter (except for the gifs of the faceclaims/characters) so those belong to her as she created them!! and also Nola made the beautiful current cover and second cover in the graphics gallery.

thank you both so much for coming to my aid for graphics (I'm pretty sure you both know who you are)!! I appreciate and love you both so much!! Sam (@togrutas )made all of the gorgeous gifs and aesthetics used in this chapter, and Nola (drukkari- ) created the beautiful cover (and a wonderful second).

also a huge thank you to the few (I feel like you all know who you are) who hype me up on every brainchild I create and help me get excited about my books and ocs!! ily all <33

APOTELESMA SIDEREUS SERIES
*important note: although several
ships will be listed, some will not
be the sole focus of the fic
*I don't have every ship listed,
some are going to be very
interesting, some are meant to
be surprises, and others are going
to be really angsty. you're all going
to want to murder me, plus
you know... not e v e r y o n e
is going to survive

SCARS MADE OF STARDUST
( tpm, aofc, tcw, rots )
Obi-Wan Kenobi x Guiniveve Skywalker
Anakin Skywalker x Versi Naberrie
Padme Amidala x ???
Ahsoka Tano x ???
Lux Bonteri x ???
and more...

SIDEREUS AFTERMATH
( bad batch, rebels )
Hunter x ???
Echo x ???
Crosshair x Morana Falkor
Hera Syndulla x Dakari Melne
Kanan Jarrus x ???
Ezra Bridger x ??? Bonteri

THIS DYING LIGHT
( kenobi )
Obi-Wan Kenobi x Guiniveve Skywalker

APOTELESMA
( rogue one, new hope, tesb, rotj )
Cassian Andor x ??? Nalle
Han Solo x ??? Kenobi
Leia Organa x ??? Dallo

STARDUST IN OUR WAY
( the mandalorian )
Din Djarin x Nyx

FADING STARS LIE OF HOPE
( tfa, tlj, tros )
Poe Dameron x Haylie ???
Kylo Ren x Lyra Merrs
Finn x ??? Djarin
Rey x ??? Bonteri
Rose Tico x ??? Solo

dedications

you are all incredible peoples and I'm so blessed to have amazing friends/supporters!! thank you all for supporting me, making graphics for me, and being there for me!!

togrutas  cruelsummer-  chloebelova  -firestar starkovsjedi  CoraEx  yestogays  starkovsjedi m0mmat0rtle cleovatras Winter326  silksabers judeeduarteee -CELESTIELS mkbucklin2 AhsokaChaseGranger

and to the chaos trinity <3
girlofstarlight  drukkari-

and to every starwars fan: I hope you all enjoy my books, timeline, plot, characters, and I hope y'all don't murder me in the end!! thank you for being wonderful fandom lovers and supporting SCARS MADE OF STARDUST!!

SCARS MADE OF STARDUST
©dorkiest_nerd
BOOK 1 ── APOTELESMA SIDEREUS
PREQUELS ── THE CLONE WARS
obi-wan kenobi x fem!oc ── anakin skywalker x fem!oc ── padme amidala x fem!oc ── ahsoka tano x fem!oc ── and many more
started ─── 6/7/2021
ended ─── tbd