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Head empty only the possibility that Anakin's entire life was just infant-force-god-him playing with toys on one of those mats that are made to resemble a little town
only its a perfect replica of the galaxy and also kind of like a human-mode!tutorial because supernatural beings beyond our comprehension
he hasn't been born yet, when he is he will be in the real galaxy
he had to learn to equivalent of crawl and walk first
it's why the opening crawls read like story books
the mortis arc was his older brother picking him up out of his playpen while he was holding his obi and snips dolls
the dagger was his brother and his brothers oops babies being sent to their rooms
the force decided on a training playmat for anakin so he wouldn't accidentally create baby demigods while he was too young to be a parent like his brother did
the stuff that happened without him is just him telling the story and smushing his toys together
now that he's "dead"/grown out of the mat and playpen he has to cope with the fact that no one he loved was real they're all plushies
the ones older than him are based on real tiny beings in the galaxy but they haven't shared a life together and don't know him
and the force doesn't really understand why he's upset
Sometimes I really wish I had the force
Like yeah it would be cool to levitate shit and all but tbh I'd probably use it to get myself snacks without getting off the couch and win a prize every time I play at claw machines.
You’re right to address it, I must say this still makes very little sense to me… As cool as this episode was and to see Ventress again, I don’t see the point in opening a new theory regarding Omega and to leave it so blatantly unanswered. Or like is it to be answered in, I don’t know, a cLONES REBELS SHOW MAYBE ?? We are manifesting out here 🥲
But anyway, I gotta say I didn’t really like it myself and was relieved it didn’t go the force sensitive way. In my opinion it would have been a big Marie-Sueing thing.
But to leave it like that, well it’s still a bit weird ‘cause it isn’t mentioned at all afterwards (in a force wielder way I mean, not a Hemlock way : it comes and dies with Ventress, end of story). We’ve known from day 1 that Omega is of interest -to the Kaminoans and others- because of her genetics and blood, so what’s the point of bringing it back if it doesn’t add anything ? Is it just for the sake of reminding it and tying the Tantiss operations ? To have a gratuitous plot twist ? Without the solving it just leaves a meh feeling…
Also, Omega remains a clone of Jango Fett, who has a midichlorian count of 1 500 (for reference, the minimum required to be a Jedi is 7 000). Boba himself, who is an unaltered version of Jango, is at 1 000 [source for all those numbers : « Star Wars Graphics »]. Omega has been modified, sure, but to me the alterations can only have decrease that count, and I don’t see the Kaminoans capable of playing with midichlorians, let alone increase their presence (please correct me if I’m wrong but I don’t think the canon universe mentions the possibility of artificially influencing the midichlorians presence in a person anyway).
So well !! All this to say that Ventress’ implication was very class and sensical, the crescendo from meeting and working with Shand to her being the contact was smooth as fuck, but this whole force involvement in a clone centred show didn’t feel right. I’d be super curious too to hear Ventress’ real opinion on it ; she didn’t look like she lied as much as protected an information, or rather protected the Batch from said information. Hm. Either way it would have felt out of place to see Omega force push Hemlock from the bridge.
…
Well out of place sure, but upon imagining it ? Definitely not unwelcome.
The Bad Batch S3
Been watching The Bad Batch S3 recently. The most recent episode was Episode 9 (The Harbinger).
When I started S3, I was pleasantly surprised that they were at least entertaining the possibility of Omega being force-sensitive.
I'm curious about Ventress' lie. Was she lying about Omega being force sensitive? (my personal theory is that Omega doesn't independently have a high m-count, just that she's receptive to it - she doesn't produce(?) them, but she can receive them)
If that was the lie, why? To protect Omega, who's a bit of a blabber mouth? To comfort her?
I mean, Omega's already shut down the idea of being trained, even if she is sensitive, so...
We'll see how this goes.
Some more sketches for Vaderkin Creative Exchange!
gift for @vandervoiz, organised by @vaderkin-is-a-lightning-rod!
#star wars#anakin skywalker#asajj ventress#colorsketch#storyboard#star wars au#lightsaber
Recently saw something about the Force (as in Star Wars) being female.
No.
The Force is quite literally a force that acts upon living beings. This is like giving gravity a gender (and I'm not referring to gendering that happens in romance languages).
In-universe, does the wind have a gender (male, female, non-binary, etc)? No it does not. And so I genuinely have no idea why you would assign the Force, which operates the same way (by both being affected by and affecting its surroundings) a gender either.
you know i was thinking about it and since both the force and the inner workings of the human mind are arguably non-observable phenomena i think force-based academia should look a lot like psychology. current arguments and achievements of note include:
are the living and universal force actually different???
are the living and universal force actually connected at all???
those two factions of academics who hate each other's guts and theories and methodology (feat. pragmatists who figured out that the theories work together really effectively when practiced??? just saying)
FIGURING OUT WHY IT WORKS IS SECONDARY TO THE FACT THAT IT DOES WORK, JOCASTA
YOU CANNOT JUST DO THINGS WITH THIS METHOD WHEN YOU CAN'T ESTABLISH ITS SCIENTIFIC VALIDITY, YODA
that one researcher who accidentally won the space nobel prize in physics while trying to figure out how it is Physically Possible for the Jedi to do That One Thing
we have no empirical evidence that "the force" exists and therefore we can ONLY make conclusions based on observable events--- (loud angry yelling)
incredible amounts of popular misinformation and pseudoscience being distributed to the public still somehow
psychometric abilities: discrete or dimensional?
look. this experiment was completely unethical and we would never do anything like it today BUT---
this used to be true but then we told people about it and it changed as a result of that awareness. no we're not lying to you----
everything can be 100% traced back to a biomedical source
nothing can be 100% traced back to a biomedical source
force abilities are actually linked to overarching social factors like socioeconomic status of parents and--- *yelling from the back* OKAY BUT WHAT DO WE DO WITH THAT
look. listen. 60% applicability is golden in this field. you're a hard science researcher you wouldn't understand how hard it is to study an invisible energy field with a mind of its own
and, of course, the interdisciplinary argument staple
that isn't actually a real science :/
My friend was in McDonald and send me this photo.
It says „pull”
Door for force users or something?
Ahsoka ep 5. (Involves cursing and spoilers. Not necessarily in that order)
Did I say I love music in this series?
Last week I was talking with my dad and explained what was happening in the series and he asked if Ahsoka Hera and the team will use Pergills to find their way to Ezra and Thrawn. Not a bad idea…
Even more Jacen!!! Yay😍😍😍
I totally forgot to notice it earlier bur he has his dad’s… arm thing.
Huyang with Sabine’s helmet 😭. And how he tild them to stay together. He was so sad😭😭😭
Ahsoka has this thing with crossing her arms.
Anakin gives me uneasy feeling.
What does “finishing her training “ means?
Wait, live or die? Really? Well, that was quite… obvious.
Jacen knows something. I mean, why would he sit at the edge of the cliff?
I love how Huyang is half right half wrong.😂
Hera, listen to your baby!!!! He knows something!!!!!
And she listens! Or at least tries to. I love this duo.
Wait… Jacen hears what is happening on “the other side”???? I love that boy😭😭😭😍😍😍(and he made me cry!!!)
Carson: what am I missing? What just happened?
Huyang: Jacen has abilities. His father, Kanan Jarrus, was a jedi.
😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 (that was literally my reaction to this conversation)
Carson: okay, we better get on it then.
You mention jedi, they listen 😂
But still, why did Hera leave Jacen and Chopper alone ot there? What if some kind of beast appears? Or whatever?
Ahsoka- falls down through the clouds.
Me: don’t tell me there will be younger Soka?
Younger Ahsoka- appears.
Me: oh, she’s cute😂
Nice training btw… well, dealing with your past is almost never easy.
Was that a random clone she sat next to? Probably yeah. Sad.
The talk with anakin, right after that… isn’t this a real dialogue from Clone wars? Or at least part of it? When they tried to get through the blocade to Ryloth? (I was watching this ep few days ago)
I knew there was something wrong!!! Vader is there! Be careful Snips!!!
I do love Huyang talking about Ahsoka and Ani. 😂
What did Chopper sense? Maybe a Pergill?
Oh, Siege of Mandalore? Just great.
Ani is dark. Is that a darke side tempting her?
Yup. Red lightsaber. But it’s not temptation… a test? Maybe.
I do love seeing more Vader side of Anakin. Although it pains me. (Btw idk how about the rest of you guys, but I had a feeling since the previous episode that we’ll see him today)
Yay, Ani is Ani again!!!!
No, he disappeared.
Haha, Ahsoka was just floating under the water. I should’ve known.😂
Jacen’s face when he saw the Ghost coming back with Ahsoka😍. I love this boy.
Jacen wants a lightaber. Of course he does.
Learning the past through touching objects? I didn’t know Ahsoka could do that.
I think she’s disappointed. At least a lil bit.
Ouch, Hera is in trouble. I hope she’s gonna be fine. (I hate most of thise politicians, did I mention that?)
Soka saw Pergills!!!!!!
Hey, you fucking senators, Hera is the general. End of discussion.
Why do I have a feeling me and my pa were right about the Pergills?😂
I love our big, soace Whales. (I need an amoji for them😂)
Dang, that Pergill is huge!!!!
Carson: I respectfully disagree.
My translation: Go fuck yourself you idiots.
So Ahsoka is gonna pull Jonah’s trick. (Now which story am I talking about? Who’s gonna tell me?)
Although I wish Hera went too. (And I do hope we’ll still se her in next episodes.)
This episode made me more emotional than I wish it did. (Especially because there was a lot of Jacen. Yes, Imma keep talking about this baby boi. And because we have more Pergills)
The jedi order is so glad that they get their own venators. So many of them would die by blowing up their own ship to kill the other jedi present.
The clones are BAFFLED. Nowhere in any of their training modules is it mentioned that the jedi are more territorial than a mythosaur.
Force users are intensely territorial and find it very challenging to spend time around other Force users without devolving into violence
only the very young and the elderly are able to tolerate living in the Temple full-time, and others visit only rarely to avoid viewing each other as threats; in fact, they are unable to stay in any one location too long, lest they grow overly attached and territorial over it and anyone who lives there, which is what led to the Old Republic-era Jedi claiming whole planets as fiefdoms
as Jedi younglings approach the age of becoming Padawans, they start to accidentally maim each other when they get startled or feel threatened, which is taken as a sign that they're ready to be apprenticed and away from the Temple and its high concentration of perceived rivals
Jedi manage to tolerate their Padawans by staking a claim on their one, singular, student
the Padawan is considered ready for Knighthood when their Master starts to perceive them as a threat
in contrast, the Sith seem positively sociable; this is not to say that they're any less territorial or that they enjoy each other's company, but that their philosophy views the act of avoiding conflict as an admission of fear and thus they all stick as close to each other as possible to show off how strong and unafraid of backstabbing they are
Obi-Wan was positively thrilled when Qui-Gon announced he was taking Anakin as his Padawan, because he's been increasingly less subtly trying to off Qui-Gon to prove his readiness for Knighthood and independence
he's similarly relieved ten years later when Anakin is Knighted very young, eager to finally get some space to himself despite his care for Anakin
but no, Anakin's been absorbing a little too much Sith philosophy from his good friend the Chancellor and wants to stay As Close As Possible
Obi-Wan thinks he deserves a Sainthood for tolerating this without resorting to murder
I would like to suggest that "fighting a sith" is space Free Fallin, solely so Quinlan Vos can space rickroll obi without inciting a panic.
so Jedi are attuned to the emotions of those around them, especially if they’re familiar with each other, yes?
so, hypothetically, if a non-Force sensitive practiced until they were able to modulate the strength their emotional shielding, they would be able to communicate to nearby Force-sensitives in Dadita
this would definitely not be used to make strategic dick jokes, of course
and frustrated politicians definitely wouldn’t use this to broadcast their displeasure with the Jedi negotiators, of course
however, this could also be applied to communication between two unfamiliar Force-sensitives
for example, if a jedi was fighting a Sith at a distance, in say a space battle, they could broadcast the lyrics of Space Never Gonna Give You Up
The saber, take it.
With Love and Passion, I am Balanced
It's the Force's time to gain the spotlight. The Dark Side and Light Side of the Force is not as it all seems. Here you can see the love and tragedy they have faced.
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The Force.
Mostly seen as energy, mostly seen as one being, is only what people like to believe. They believe a lie only because they have forgotten the truth. The truth, which is simple, is not as it seems.
Jedi believe the Force is energy that bounds all living things together.
Sith believe it is simply a power to be claimed, used for their personal gain.
Which one is right? Which one is wrong? The answer?
Both of them, yet, neither of them.
The Force is split into two beings that rule as the thread that sews life into fruition. Yet, they also use their own power for gain, of course not in the way one would expect.
Jedi and Sith alike lived together, ruling their own side of the galaxy until they lost their way. Bringing unbalance and chaos, the Force watched as their champions fought, disappointed the warriors could not find a way to bring balance.
Day and night.
Light and dark.
Harmony and chaos.
These two contrasts lived in unity, in the only place where one could.
Eirithion.
~S~
A palace, built on floating rock structures, was set high in the clouds. Waterfalls flowed freely out of designated spots of the grand building. The palace was enormous, futuristic. It had open stairways that led to different parts inside the castle, where you could view the water crystals as you please. A large lotus flower floated just above the palace, stardust twinkling down giving the palace a shimmering glow. White castle walls, gold turrets with silver streaks. The stars hung closely to the home of the Force. The form of the palace was like no other, large arches, glass stairs. A towering pink flowering tree with a thick, white trunk, stood in the middle of the castle where you first enter. Tiny black crystals were the budding of the pink flowers.
Each time the wind flew by, you could see the sparkling trail of crystal butterflies. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, white, black. Each color represents the harmony between light and dark.
The throne room held many glass windows, flowers were stationed at the top of the arches, two thrones, one black, the other white. A red crystal was positioned above the black throne. A blue crystal, above the white throne. Yet, there was a purple-ish white crystal, above the two others, signifying the balance between good and evil.
Below, where the land is fruitful, mountains, plains and sparkling oceans lay, villages were set up. People lived together, uncaring of the chaos that comes by daily. The trees, when the moon arises, glow with a thousand tiny lights. The animals, during the night, luminate, making their path light up as they walk.
The two rulers of such a world, as well as the galaxy, were known mononymously as the Force. Yet, to each other, they were simply known as husband and wife, Hadeon and Meira.
25,000 years ago
Sitting leisurely on a plush couch reading a book, Meira closed the world from around her, her focus set on the object that she now read in her hand. Eyes moved slowly from one side to the other, lips were bitten as she continued to read, losing focus of the surroundings, not noticing the shadows that crept up behind her, threatening to devour whatever lay in their path.
Black tendrils slithered slowly up the couch, their cold touch gripped the woman by her neck, though applying pressure, it was not enough to cause her discomfort. Forcefully, she looked up to meet her captor.
Red eyes bore into blue ones, a smirk playing on the man's lips.
"Whatever has you so entrapped, my light?" A deep voice said slowly, his fingers traced the side of her face, mesmerized at such beauty.
"If you must know, dear husband," her voice twinkled like a thousand stars, "I was reading a book I bought from Skyriver, they truly have such fascinating stories."
Barking out an amused laugh, he settled himself behind her, wrapping his arms around her, "Meira, do you have some connection to Skyriver? Out of all the galaxies we have created, you travel to Skyriver frequently, is there something I need to know?" His eyebrow now raised, the man took his wife's white hair, loving the way it shines when light hits it.
"Hadeon, I simply like their imagination," Meira reopened her book, forcing away a smile that threatened to appear. Hadeon huffed and relaxed, simply enjoying the peace before he turned it all into chaos.
An hour later, he opened his eyes to the sound of a book being shut. Feeling the weight of his wife leaving, Hadeon turned to see Meira put the book back in its proper place.
"Now, I believe we have duties to attend to?" she walked out, laughing in a musical tone as she heard him groan out.
Now seated on their thrones, a large eye-shaped orb appeared, waiting for its command.
"Show us Skyriver."
Hadeon sighed in mock exasperation, wincing when his wife pinched his ear. Meira giggled before she once again turned her attention to the orb in front of her.
The Skyriver Galaxy was shown, planets were brought up as the Force continued to watch, liking the changes made until it stopped on one planet.
Ahch-to.
There a man was meditating, his body hovering above the ground.
"Well, well," Hadeon was surprised, yet, at the same time, he was not.
"He could use our power…" Meira muttered.
"But to what extent?"
Meira shook her head, "he is not us, he could use only a small fraction."
"How much do you want to bet there are more like him?" Hadeon smirked. She gave him a glare.
"I know enough not to bet against you, cheater."
He looked affronted but did not deny the accusations.
"We'll see how this goes, this is the first time since we created beings that they have ever shown sensitivity to our power," Hadeon thought aloud. Meira nodded.
"I have a bad feeling about this."
Years later, they continuously checked on him. The man slowly built an order and taught others who were like him. They studied their newfound powers, and uncovered ancient texts. Now knowing it is considered the Force, the man devoted his entire order to serve the Force, namely the lightside.
"The Lightside?" Hadeon was now laughing with his entire being, "what kind of stupid name is that?"
"You should know what they call you," Meira allowed a smirk to appear as he now stopped laughing.
"What…I swear if I get some stupid name, I'm destroying your followers."
"Oh, my dear husband," the white haired woman patted her husband's dark blonde hair, "you are considered the Darkside."
A slow feral grin made its way onto Hadeon's face, "well, I like the sound of that."
"I knew you would," mirth was present in Meira's eyes.
"Do they know that you could become part of the darkside just as I could be part of the light? But we just favor one side more?" Hadeon crossed his arms.
"Let's not switch sides now, they're still growing."
20,000 years ago
"Meira! It's time!" Hadeon rushed out to his throne that was surrounded in shadows. Waving his hand, a table full of treats materialized.
A white portal flashed to his left, out came the Lightside of the Force, Meira.
"Did I miss the battle?'
"Just in time, my light."
For the first thousand years, the Jedi had become such an established order that Meira considered them her followers, her warriors, her champions.
Hadeon was feeling jealous, though he refused to admit it. Then, a group of Jedi broke away from the Order and became a new group, known as the Sith.
Jedi and Sith lived together, uncaring of the other. Another thousand years passed, soon Jedi and Sith fought battles, each wanting to destroy the other.
The Force watched such battles with amusement, each taking bets on who would win.
Certain years, the Jedi would win, which caused Hadeon to sulk and claim his wife cheated. Other years, the Sith would win, causing Meira to pout and refuse to give her husband the affection he wanted. Of course, it was all fun and games on their part, and they happily returned to each other's arms after a few hours of disappointment.
For the next 3,000 years, the galaxy would be torn apart by the battles the light and dark would have.
"The Sith are becoming powerful, my love."
"Yes, I'm proud of them, of course, we would rule with an iron fist if they could only work as well as the Jedi do," Hadeon muttered in disbelief, shaking his head. Meira merely smiled.
She had become weakened one time, when the Sith completely extinguished the light. Hadeon worried and fussed over her, he knew she could not die, after all she is immortal, but that did not stop the bad thoughts that entered. Meira healed a few days later, much to the relief of her husband. The same thing happened to him when the Jedi snuffed out the dark.
There had to be a balance. When the Jedi and Sith cause unbalance, they weaken a small amount.
"Do they not know balance!?" Meira fumed, her eyes darkening. Pacing in one of the palace's sitting rooms, she could only let out her anger in short outbursts. "They only claim to know us, yet, they abuse us. We are unbalanced, the power we have gifted them is unbalanced!"
Hadeon stood a few feet from a large window, gazing out and into their domain. Ruffling his dark blonde hair, he told his lover to calm down. Walking over to soothe her nerves, Hadeon kissed her.
And he kissed her like there was no tomorrow.
Meira melted inside, she hated the way their followers viewed the other side of the Force, of them. The Jedi viewed her husband as evil, while he was by no means on the lightside, he had good qualities, qualities that made her fall in love with him more.
"My light, everything will be alright."
"Was it a mistake to let them continue one like this? Skyriver hasn't seen peace in five thousand years."
Hadeon put her head under his chin, gathering her up in his arms.
"We will feel balanced again."
10,000 years ago
The air was crisp, the water sparkled with a thousand lights. Crystal butterflies flew together with the wind. Oh, balance has never felt better than this.
Meira rose from a peaceful slumber, feeling the other side of the bed, her head rose and a frown appeared. Where could her husband be?
"Time to eat."
A man, with a strong built figure, dark blonde hair, red eyes, and a smirk on his lips came into view holding a tray full of food. Meira laughed in delight.
"Must we eat now? I'm still feeling unsatisfied from last night." Her head rested against her fist, a small smile illuminated her face.
Hadeon licked his lips, putting the tray on a small table, he pounced on her. Giggles floated through the air.
They kissed, their hands roaming.
Breathy sighs, quiet growls, but most of all, sounds of passion.
Oh yes, this morning is perfect.
"There have been whispers of a 'Chosen One' and they would bring balance to the Force."
Meira raised her eyebrow when Hadeon told her what the Jedi were whispering about.
"A Chosen One? Mhm," a smile appeared, "I see."
"Have you been keeping secrets from me?"
"Me? Of course not," the smile formed into a smirk, "you will find out in a few thousand years."
Hadeon gaped, "what!?"
Laughing, Meira left the room, her hips swaying.
"That's too long!" He ran after her.
"A few thousand years will feel like a month to you."
"No, tell me now," Hadeon had all but demanded of her, cornering his wife against a wall.
"Give me a month."
"Fine."
9,000 years ago
Hadeon stalked his wife. She had promised him a month, it's been a month. How much longer is she going to keep such a secret from him?
She turned out to the garden, walking past a golden Jteri fish pond. The night sky glittered with stars, a full moon shone bright, making it very romantic. Yet, all Hadeon could think about was the secret.
Meria stopped short of a nearby bench, she took quick, fast paced steps, inhaling deeply.
"You can come out now, my love."
Hadeon reluctantly moved away from his hiding spot, not an ounce of guilt showed on his facial expression, his stance confident.
"Will you tell me now?"
Meira patted the seat next to her, which he snapped his fingers and appeared on the seat in a puff of smoke. She held his hands, forcing him to stare into her eyes.
"Something wonderful has happened…Hadeon, I'm pregnant."
Shock and joy. That's what the Darkside felt.
He leaned forward, took her head in his hands, and kissed her.
He kissed her with all his being, feelings could be felt, love, compassion, joy.
Feelings that could not be felt from the Darkside, could be felt now.
The Darkside and the Lightside made a child from their love.
That love would be the balance between light and dark.
Hadeon went to Moraband, the Sith homeworld. His eyes glow a sickening red, it's been a few weeks since he found out he was going to be a father. The darkside was powerful on this planet, not an ounce of his wife's love and light could ever step here. It made her sick, physically and mentally.
He wanted his Sith minions to hurry and become as powerful as they once were. Yet they were stuck on their own arrogant ways to see past their blind sighted nature and look at the bigger picture. Of course, he would never hurt his wife, she could always let go of the light and join him in the shadows, that was the idea anyway. It's been a constant battle of what side their child could take. Would they be dark or would they be light? Which side of the Force would they favor?
The Darkside growled lowly, he wondered briefly when the fighting began, in all their immortal years, they have never been unbalanced. Ever since the first Jedi came to be, unnecessary fights have been issued, now instead of enjoying the petty battles the Sith and Jedi would partake in, he and Meira fought as if they were part of such a troublesome Order that favored half of them. Just last week, they argued over names, and not the normal arguing either. Loud shouting, telekinesis, and crater-like holes were included, stupid isn't it? He surely thought so.
Heading over to the Sith Temple, he was pleased to see Sith students working hard on his side of the Force. Soon the Jedi would be over, he could just smell the sweet, sweet victory the battle would promise him.
"Impressive, most impressive."
Meira crossed her arms, her belly unnoticeable yet. She mulled over her marriage with the Darkside, oh how being unbalanced was such a disturbing feeling. Yes, the two of them were like fire and water, but they had always made it work, after all, they were the Force itself, the powerful energy that binds everyone and everything together. She now regrets allowing the first Jedi to keep the Force as well as teach it to the other beings. They hate the darkside just as much as the Sith hate the light.
For a few thousand years, the Jedi and Sith were in harmony, until they lost their way, making the Force bend to their selfish ways. Meira hated the thought, but she knew her husband was slightly pleased at the notion. He started to act like them now and she fears what he could do in the future. Meira's only hope was the child they created together, the child will bring her husband back, she was sure of it.
If she had to lock her husband up to regain the balance in them, then so be it.
900 years ago
Night consumed day and tiny creatures chirped to fill in the silence. Now in her nightgown, Meira braided her hair to keep it out of her face. Hadeon read a book from Skyriver fully engrossed in it, not noticing the grin his wife had.
"I remember you telling me some thousand years ago that you hated Skyriver books, my darknight."
Hadeon snorted, peering his eyes over the rim of the book, "I said you favored Skyriver books over the others, Meira, not that I hated them."
The woman stood from her chair, allowing her nightgown that was bunched at her knees to fall. Her once toned stomach was now full with child, she waddled slowly over to her side of the bed. Climbing in, she settled herself quite comfortably until she decided to drape herself over her husband.
"May I help you? I do believe this spot is reserved for one person only," Hadeon said seriously, his eyes sharp. She looked at him, giving him a smile that only he has the privilege to see and what a privilege it was.
"Yes, as a matter in fact you can," she took the book from his hands and plopped herself on his lap, "there much better."
Hadeon laughed, "well then, my love, ready for bed?"
She shook her head, "tell your child to calm down, I can't sleep when the baby is set on kicking my delicate ribs." Setting his palms on her stomach, he let his presence soothe the child. Meira sighed in content, letting herself fully relax.
"Oh, you work wonders with this child."
Hadeon smirked, "he might be taking after me then, I can already sense the darkness growing."
Meira's eyes shot open, quickly moving away from her husband who's smirk didn't falter.
"He will be nothing but drenched in the light, I will not allow him to be corrupted!"
At this, his eyes hardened, "corrupted?" He seethed, "is that how you view me? I am half of you, you are half of me! We are one in the same, do not forget your place. Without me you would not survive."
She scoffed, "As long as we are both still alive, we can still live on without the other," Meira removed herself from the comfort of the large bed, "I suggest you keep your dark paws off me and my child!" She turned around and stalked out of the room in a hurry.
"YOUR CHILD!?" Hadeon thundered.
The Force once again became unbalanced.
2 years ago
Drenched in sweat, muscles sore, and feeling fatigue, Meira successfully delivered her child into the galaxy. Hadeon smiled a pure smile, one she hasn't seen in 25,000 years.
"He is beautiful, he has your hair, my love," Meira laughed a watery laugh.
"But with your eyes, he is such a tiny thing," the new father carefully traced his son's face, bending down to kiss his forehead.
"What should his name be? We had many options," he whispered.
"I do believe you chose Osiris, didn't you?" Her eyes met his which had softened considerably.
"Ha ha, yes, but I believe I have grown fond of another name, one we decided on years ago, way before we created galaxies."
Now she was confused, her head tilt in a manner that made his heart melt.
"Anakin."
Her eyes watered, "I…I had forgotten about that name, Anakin…our little Anakin. Born of light and dark, love and passion."
They kissed, a strong feeling filled with joy.
Anakin whined quietly, causing the new parents to chuckle. Meira held the baby to her chest, rubbing his back slowly.
My family is now complete.
The white eye-shaped orb came into view, showing two Sith, a master and an apprentice.
Going by the names of Plagueis and Sidious.
Meira could only watch in horror as her husband's servants of the dark tried and failed to create a being of pure darkness. Anakin babbled, giggling as he played with his mother's long dress. Hadeon came to the throne room, lifting his son using his powers, who laughed in delight, grabbing his father and giving him sloppy kisses.
"Do you know about this, husband? Do you know what your followers are doing? This could upset the balance we have set upon Skyriver!" She was furious, that much he could tell.
Shifting his son on his hip, he turned to face the wrath of the Lightside.
"I could have, perhaps, honestly, I believe this seemed to have slipped my mind."
Meira fumed, "I don't see my warriors going around disturbing everything, this is going too far, Hadeon!"
Shocked and surprised by his mother's yelling, Anakin let out a loud wail. The Darkside glared at his wife.
"Look at what you did now," he left the room, "your followers are just as bad as you are."
Hadeon and Meira were now concerned with the Sith's rise to power. At least, it was only apparent to them, the galaxy still had no clue. The woman was disappointed that as much as her Jedi loved to gloat about being powerful in the Force, they could not sense the darkness brewing.
"We need to stop this."
And it wasn't Meira who said this, she shot a surprised look at her husband.
"You want to stop this? What changed your mind?"
"My Sith can do whatever they please, except for creating life, that's not their job," his voice was set firm, his jaw set.
"The Chosen One."
Hadeon furrowed his eyebrows, "what do you mean?"
"The Jedi received visions, visions of the future, visions of the Chosen One. The Chosen One will bring balance to us."
"Great, so where do we find him?"
Her eyes settled on a small being, no taller than an Ewok on the Endor moon, playing with a tiny ball, levitating it a few inches off the ground in hopes to have it fly.
Hadeon followed her line of vision before he vehemently refused.
"Absolutely not, this I will not allow."
"Think about it, he is the son of us, the Force, we are light and dark, he is born of light and dark. Anakin is the balance because he carries both, not one," stressed out Meira. Hadeon let out a deep, dark chuckle.
"Find another to use to become that petty Chosen One, not our son."
Meira circled her arms around the man she loves, settling her head against his chest.
"Our Ani is the only way for us to achieve the balance we need…I hate the thought just as much as you do, but I know this is the right way…" blue bore into red. Red held its gaze a millisecond longer until it retreated.
"Fine, I suppose your idea does have its reasoning, how do you plan to do it?" sighed Hadeon, he felt more weary than he ever has. She only shook her head, muttering her plan softly, as if she was afraid her son could hear the separation his parents had for him.
1 year ago
"Dada, Dada!" Little Anakin wobbled slightly as he walked towards his father. Already, the young Force being was showing signs of powers. Both Meira and Hadeon were surprised, of course, they knew little about Force babies, since they themselves have been around longer than they can remember and no child has ever been born between them.
The father simply grinned at his offspring, encouraging him to walk a little closer.
Oh how he was going to miss this. After his wife told him of the plan, he made sure to spend the last few remaining weeks with his son. Cheering softly once Anakin had reached him, Hadeon picked him up, setting off to find the mother of his child.
Constant worry etched over her face, who would be the perfect substitute mother for her only child? She closed her eyes, looking into the future when she saw her. The perfect one.
Shmi Skywalker.
She was not married, which was perfect, and she would love the child no matter what. Oh, this was wonderful.
Opening her eyes again, the white orb showed the planet Shmi Skywalker lived on. A desert planet was brought into view, and instantly, Meira grimaced.
"Sand, how revolting."
Hadeon walked through the doors dramatically with Anakin on his hip. "Found her yet?"
"I did, Shmi Skywalker, she lives on the planet Tatooine."
He raised an eyebrow, "that planet has slave owners and scum crawling all over the place. Why don't you take him somewhere else?" He showed two planets, both abundant with water, "Alderaan or Naboo. The House of Organa seems like a good match, or maybe the House of Naberrie? They will give our son the love he deserves."
The Lightside only shook her head, "he has to be born with no father, and quite frankly, the House of Naberrie will play a part in Anakin's life in a different way."
At this, confusion spread over his face, to which his wife laughed, plucking her son from his arms.
"Currently, the youngest daughter of Ruwee and Jobal Naberrie, Padmé, is three years old, if Anakin leaves by the time she is four, Shmi Skywalker will be pregnant with our son and when he is born, Padmé will be five." A picture of the smiling young girl was shown, dressed in a pale yellow dress, her brown curls wild.
Nodding, Hadeon only stared at her, "what does the daughter have to do with anything?"
"Oh my dear husband," a light tone coated her laughter, "Padme will be the future wife of Anakin," his face was nothing short of surprise, "so we can't have him growing up with her when she will only view him as a younger brother," Meira simply showed young Anakin his future wife, "you see her, Ani? Isn't she a darling?" Anakin stared and babbled, reaching out towards the image of young Padmé Naberrie. His mother cooed and grinned.
Yes, this is perfect.
Stars twinkled brightly on this night, which entranced Anakin to no end. His wide blue eyes glowed, a smile formed on his chubby cheeks.
"I have a feeling he will want to travel the galaxy once he reaches of age," Meira sighed softly, the baby in her arms, drifting off slowly.
Hadeon watched his small family, this is all he asked for.
Balance between the dark and the light.
Tears quietly fell, hearts cracked slowly, sadness filled them. Such emotion was strong enough that both the Jedi and Sith could only search the Force for this weird feeling.
Yes, sacrifices had to be, one that the Force wished they could choose a better option. Yet, they knew, no matter how heartbreaking it was, this was the right choice.
Present
Shmi Skywalker didn't know how it happened. Chest heaving desperately trying suck in breaths of air, she cried out in agonizing pain, why, why, why?
The med-droid handed her a small being, clothed in blankets.
"It's a boy," it told her unemotionally.
A boy.
A baby boy.
"What have you chosen for the name, ma'am?"
Oh, oh dear, what should she choose?
Meira's eyes glowed, nudging a name into the new mother's mind. Her husband smirked, letting out a laugh. When she wants to be, the Lightside can be quite devious.
"Anakin," Shmi said after a moment of silence. The droid bore its yellow, unblinking eyes at her.
"Anakin it is."
The brunette gasped softly, her young son had the purest blue eyes she has ever seen. Though that of course begs the question, how?
"Anakin Skywalker…it has a nice ring to it, doesn't it?" She asked him in a quiet voice, the little baby could only stare sleepily at her.
He whined, who was this woman? He remembered being with a different one, yet, this new mother radiated warmth and comfort. Anakin could not be displeased. Smiling a toothless smile, the boy raised his hand to his new mother who took it gently.
"I promise, Ani, I will love you with all my being."
20 years later
The Clone Wars.
How fascinating.
Both light and dark were truly impressed and disturbed.
When the clones were created, Hadeon promised to destroy every single one, not out of anger, but because the Kaminoans dare to do the job his wife could only do.
Only his wife, Meira, the light side of the Force, could create life.
This, the clones, was pure mockery.
Hadeon had brooded for days, causing Meira to laugh.
"These beings are becoming too smart for their own good..." Hadeon muttered, popping a juneberry in his mouth.
"Darling, stop being a grouch, this is all part of the events that we need to have balance," Meira appeared into her husband's line of vision, soothing his emotions by caressing his hair.
"Doesn't mean they can just do whatever they want, honestly, we need to punish them."
Letting out a little musical laugh, she left the room, sparkles left in her wake.
Her back was facing away from the glowing orb, biting her nails for comfort.
"Love...?"
"I-I can't, Ani shouldn't be fighting in a war, I did not give him up just so I can see him lose limb after limb," Meira wept.
She stuck out a hand behind her, searching for comfort which she found when she felt a warm hand encase her own.
"It will be alright, darling, he is our son, he is part of the Force. You know how exceptional Anakin is," the Darkside gave a small smile, believing this to comfort his fear-stricken wife, and he was right. Meira turned around, still grasping her husband's hand, and peeked over Hadeon's shoulder, eyes widening as she saw her only son slice battle droids after battle droids, without a scratch on him.
"He's amazing...we created him...we made him...my love," Meria gasped in awe.
Hadeon bellowed a deep laugh, "he is wonderful, I couldn't ask for a better son, Anakin will be the best, that I'm sure of."
3 years later
"She's PREGNANT!?"
Jaws were dropped as they watched Padme take a pregnancy test.
Slowly, Hadeon and Meira looked at each other, smiles stretched across their faces. They were going to be grandparents!
"Padme is having a girl."
Raising her eyebrow, Meira laughed, draping her arm around him, "My love, she is carrying a boy, I would know."
"This is where you're wrong, she's going to have a girl, just you watch," Hadeon batted her arm away, scoffing at his wife.
"Haha, what's the-wait! I'm too young to be a grandmother!" Meira held her face in shock, "I'm far too young!" She wailed.
Crossing his arms, he gave her an unimpressed look, "you are far too old to be a mother, yet here we are. You look young, but you are not."
He quickly dodged five books that were flying through the air.
"You take that back, Hadeon! I will cut off what you hold dear," Meira gave him a withering glare.
"You brought up the subject!"
"I said I was young, not old! You need to get yourself checked."
Hadeon snorted, "I'm the kriffing Force, I'm perfectly fine."
"Language."
Fire consumed the once beautiful Jedi Temple.
Meira stood, her fists shaking with anger.
The clones that had once brought peace, now brought destruction. She found it to be funny, really, they were in a way like the Force.
The clones can be used for good or evil.
She felt herself weaken, one by one, the Jedi were struck down.
Falling to the ground, she held her chest, where is Hadeon? She needs him...she hasn't seen him in weeks and she was starting to get worried.
"Ha...deon..." she gasped out weakly.
Standing shakily back on her feet, she stumbled to their room, casting the door wide open.
Using her psychic link she shared with her husband, Meira gasped out.
Her remaining strength gave out, she tumbled to the polished floor.
All she could feel was darkness.
Anger.
Hate.
Suffering.
Pain.
Agony.
Despair.
Not an ounce of love was felt.
What is this...who is this?
She has never felt feelings like this before, not through their psychic link. These are foreign emotions that seem intent on tearing the bond of light and dark apart.
As she continued to poke around, she all of a sudden found herself out of the link. She tried to search again but it was like he wasn't there.
No.
She knew what it was.
Meira, Hadeon's wife, was forced out.
Casted out.
Not wanted.
Her heart broke.
The man that she loved, has love in his heart, even though he is the darkside. He carried a light inside of him just like she carried a darkness within her.
It's how it was done.
It's peaceful.
"HADEON!"
He felt awful, of course. But, he really couldn't feel the guilt. Honestly, he could blame the darkness. He never wanted to hurt her. Not all things could end in happy endings. They were never meant to love each other.
Or is that the deepest, darkest part of his power talking? He wasn't sure and he didn't want to know.
He was ecstatic, his Sith were finally going to rule. The Jedi had their time, now it was his turn.
Walking down the hallway with a purpose, Hadeon let out a cackle, red lightning emerged from his fingertips.
A feral smirk appeared, he ran his fingers over the pitch black throne. Power...
Inhaling, he sat gingerly on the decorated piece of art, in his opinion at least.
"I'm sorry my love, my light, but it's my turn now."
15 years later
Meira stood alone in the throne room, her gaze turned to the empty seat next to hers. Her husband disappeared a few weeks before Anakin turned, finding out he fully embraced the darkside that the Sith practiced.
Tears gathered in her eyes, threatening to fall, she gave up everything to bring peace to the galaxy, yet, all she had acquired was heartbreak and loneliness.
Her husband now became her enemy, she missed the warmth Hadeon brought with him when they laid together. Meira would watch her grandson, Luke, live happily on the desert planet, unaware of the large destiny he must face.
Her thoughts drew to her son. Anakin should've been here, to bring back the balance she so craved. What was she thinking? Why did she give him away?
Her knees gave out. Tears now flowed freely. She has been alone for many years. Her husband hated her. Her son doesn't remember her. What else does she have to give? She protected Anakin with all her being, yet she saw him turn to the darkside. In a way, she was proud. After all, he spent twenty-two years as a Jedi, following her teachings, now it was his turn to follow his father.
But that didn't stop the heartache that she felt.
The Jedi Massacre was the biggest she has seen, the Jedi now arrived in her domain…their domain, if her darknight was still here.
She had allowed Padme access to the Jedi part of her world. She deserves that much, Meira felt terrible, knowing that she had caused the bright, young girl's life to be cut short.
A loud wail bounced throughout the large, highly decorated room.
Surely that wasn't her?
It had to be one of the servants here.
It continued on, not stopping, oh how pitiful it sounded.
Meira stifled the cry of anguish, and forced in the rest of the tears that were waiting to fall. No, no, she will not sit here and cry, she hasn't mourned it twenty-two years, she will not be doing it now. On her hands and knees, she didn't heed her own instructions and let out her despair. The Jedi were the cause of this, of her pain. Ironic, wasn't it? She would laugh if she didn't feel the heartache she felt right now.
Oh, Hadeon, my love, my moon, where are you? I need you, our son needs you, take care of him…please.
She tried thinking of a happy memory, though all they brought on was pain…but her mind brought an image of her grandchildren…yes, there is one. Luke and Leia, two little bundles of joy. A tiny smile came across her face, a wet laugh ripped through her. Meira knows they will bring back her champions, her legacy, her son. But most of all her husband. They will know of love and light. Nothing else.
9 years later
Anakin.
Her lovely son.
Dead.
Burned.
She knew she should mourn, yet all she could think about was how happy she was. Meira wanted to laugh, cry, dance, in joy. Her son did it. He brought balance to the Force.
To them.
It took forty-six years, but he did it.
Already, she could feel the peace she once felt that has been missing since the Jedi first appeared.
Strong winds crashed the large doors open, black smoke and tendrils slowly appeared. Out came a man, looking as handsome as he did years ago.
Hadeon looked over every single thing in this room. Nothing has changed, he laughed silently.
There, with her back faced to him, was the love of his life, the light that only she can bring. The guilt, the shame, the regret, the penitence, the remorse, all these negative emotions were eating him up from the inside . Yet, the love, the joy, the adoration, the fondness he feels towards this being, it was indescribable. She looked as perfect as she did when he left her.
"My light," he whispered, eyes pleading in hope.
Her back did not turn, but it did tremble, it trembled with such force he was worried.
"D-do you realize how…I feel? I was distraught, I was worried, I was in pain, I wanted nothing but for you to come back to me! And here you are, strutting around like you just came back from pulling pranks on the beings of Skyriver!" She turned to face him, tears flowed, her voice shook, yet, he could feel her relief, "I wanted nothing more to see you come back, but it took you forever!"
Her eyes narrowed into tiny slits, she stalked towards him with ferocity that he felt himself shake. When the Lightside was angry…she was angry.
Grabbing his face, she pulled him into a long overdue kiss. Emotions were pouring into the single movement. They pawed at each other, only allowing their feelings to do the talking.
Hadeon picked up Meira, setting her on his throne. There they allowed only passion to speak.
Meira missed this feeling, nothing could ever compare to her lover.
Hours passed, but they did not stop, too much was missed. They could talk later, right now, they needed each other in ways only they knew how.
Now in their bed, peaceful silence could be felt. Meira traced shapes on her husband's bare chest. Hadeon kissed the top of her head. They had been talking for what seemed like days to them. Shouts, tears, throwing of items were what their talk had detailed. But they knew that they loved each other. They were meant to be together, how could they not? They were the Force, they were two parts of one whole, they were the opposite, yet they were the same, that was something that could not be broken.
"I want to see him."
Meira knew what he was asking, her husband hadn't seen him in over forty-six years, at least, not in the way he remembered.
"He is with the others, in Harmonia Pellem, we can see him the next thing tomorrow morning," she whispered, her eyes threatening to shut close. He nodded, making them both comfortable.
They slept in blissful silence, only the small critters could be heard, but they created a song, a song of love, peace, and harmony.
~S~
Anakin lowered his head, there he was, in the presence of the Jedi once again. He felt such overwhelming guilt that it threatened to overtake him. He didn't know why the Force decided that he should still be here.
When he first arrived, he felt peace, love. Feelings that he had not felt since he killed the emperor, since he first saw his son with his own eyes.
"Forgive you, we do," Yoda spoke first, no accusations were present in his voice, only acceptance, forgiveness.
"Master Yoda…with all due respect…why? I-I killed you all, I slaughtered all the Jedi without a second thought, I'm responsible for everything and more!" He forced the tears away.
A chuckle was heard, when he looked up, he saw his old master, Obi-wan, who looked as young as he did during the Clone Wars.
"You brought balance to the Force, Anakin, though the events that had followed were not ideal, you still did it, and for that, I'm proud of you."
The two hugged, which was long overdue if you asked Obi-wan.
"Thank you, Master," the young man bowed lowly to the other Jedi, he smiled a small smile.
"There is someone waiting for you, Anakin, go down that path, where you will see a pond, that person is there," Mace said, clapping a hand on Anakin's shoulder, giving him a firm squeeze.
Anakin did as he was told, and saw a woman, with brown curls, smiling at the fish that performed tricks.
His voice caught in his throat.
Oh, she is so beautiful, somehow, she looked even more ethereal than she ever did.
"Anakin!" Padme gasped in joy, she ran to him, tightly hugging his body, she cried. Her body racked with deep shakes that stirred Anakin out of his stupor.
They embraced, whispers of love and mutters of 'I'm sorry' were present over and over again.
"I-I'm so, deeply sorry, I do not deserve your forgiveness, I will beg on my knees until I have righted all the wrong I did" Anakin cried.
"No, Ani, I forgave you long ago, I love you, no matter what, you came back to me, that's all I wanted, all I asked for. You saved our son, you killed the emperor, you deserve so much. You went through Palpatine's torment, I wanted to help you so, so, so much," she kissed him again, Padme felt relief in her heart. Her Ani was back home.
Now walking back where the Jedi Council were at, Anakin gave them his apologies, to which they accepted.
"But, I do not understand, where are we?" Padme spoke up.
"You are in the Force, the planet where dark lives in harmony with light," a female spoke, her voice sounding like many melodies all coming into one. White hair cascaded down her back, blue eyes twinkled.
"I am Meira, but you know me as the Lightside of the Force."
A man materialized right beside her, his clothes an obvious contrast to her own.
"You know me as the Darkside of the Force, I am Hadeon."
Meira smiled demurely, "This is Eirithion, the planet of harmony, and we welcome you."
"But, the lightside is with the dark?" Ki-Adi wondered.
The Darkside chuckled, "I am her husband, so yes, I would like to be with her."
The Jedi were in shock, never before has this happened, since when were they together and married?
"But I thought marriage was forbidden…" Padme asked, her voice quiet, it was not every day you talked to the Force.
"I never said that, I encourage my followers to love, and if that includes marriage then so be it," Meira's head tilted, "over the course of time, the Jedi has corrupted my ways and teachings, I was…unhappy at the notion."
"That you were," Hadeon muttered, wincing when his wife pulled his hair.
"So, this means Anakin is the Chosen One then?" Obi-wan got straight to the point.
"He is, because he is our son," the Darkside revealed, causing everyone to still.
Anakin's breath stopped, "W-what? I'm not human?"
"You never were, do you know why you struggled with both sides of the Force? Why you feel at peace when you use both?" The Force woman asked, her voice was kind, "you were born here, but we–I–gave you to Shmi Skywalker."
"Why? Did you not want me?" Anakin's head swam, he was grateful that they chose such a kind woman to raise him, but that wouldn't stop the thoughts of feeling abandoned by the Force rise.
Quickly the woman went over to her son, the Jedi clearing the path for her.
"Oh my dear sweet Ani, I loved you with every fiber of my being, but you were chosen for something special…one that I could not ignore, there were times that I regretted my decision, especially since Hadeon left," eyes turned to him, who glared in response, "but I could never, we could never think of abandoning you, I promise." She hugged him, which Anakin reciprocated.
Oh Force, I'm married to a literal Force god… Padme's eyes widened, though at the same time, she was not surprised, her Anakin will always find a way to make her gape in shock.
The three Force beings hugged, finally feeling complete.
~S~
When Shmi Skywalker first opened her eyes, she didn't know where she was, but when a woman, glowing with such brightness that it almost hurt to look at her, appeared and said that her Ani was here, she knew that everything was alright.
When she saw her son, grown up, looking handsome, she nearly cried.
Their reunion was sweet as it was sad.
He told her everything, from start to finish, Shmi was glad that everything had turned out alright in the end.
She had her son and her daughter-in-law, what more could she ask for?
~S~
There was finally peace, peace that has been lost over 25,000 years ago.
They continued to look out for their descendants.
The Force was complete.
Dark lived alongside Light.
Day danced with night.
Hadeon and Meira had their son, their in between.
Balance is now achieved.
Repeat after me:
The dark side does not bring justice, it does not bring fulfillment, it does not bring happiness, it does not bring love.
It takes, it takes, it takes and it takes.
And all that gives back is pain and anger, suffering and despair.
Nothing good comes from dwelling with the dark side, and when you start using it, you'll fall into the illusion that the power you're receiving will make you achieve everything you ever wanted, but just like a drug, it's feeding you sweet lies to keep you distracted by the way it's destroying both your body and your mind.
There is no peace within the dark side, it is a bottomless abyss, where all you can do is fall, and fall, and fall, more and more to your pathetic end.
I was rewatching the lightsaber duel between Sabine Wren and Gar Saxon...and I think Sabine may be Force sensitive...
If you watch the scene, you can hear the Force Suite a couple of times during the duel in addition to Sabine’s theme.
It plays when she’s dodging Saxon’s particularly fast and hard swings and then blocks his hit with Ezra’s lightsaber, and then when she decides to let Saxon live after she wins. It actually plays as she says “That may be the Mandalorian way, but it’s not my way” as she proceeds to do the most Jedi thing ever by letting her enemy live.
Not to mention during the Trial of the Darksaber when she beat Kanan in a mock duel. Did he let her win? Maybe. Was he distracted because he was paying more attention to her words rather than her actions? Possibly. Was it harder for him to keep up because he was distracted on top of being blind? Not likely, but possible. I think she genuinely won because Kanan seemed kinda shocked and overwhelmed.
When he was talking with Hera before the duel about why they were using wooden sticks instead of the real deal, and Hera thought it was because Sabine couldn’t use the Force, Kanan said “the Force resides in all living things, but you have to be open to it. Sabine is blocked.” Maybe, when she was being so open about her past and letting her feelings guide her, she because attuned to the Force, and was able to beat Kanan. Maybe that’s why he was shocked and overwhelmed.
I also think it’s interesting how often Ezra lets Sabine use his lightsaber. He clearly trusts her and her ability to use it. When he decided to give in to Thrawn’s demands in the Rebels finale, he gave his lightsaber to Chopper, who then gave it to Sabine when they were escaping the Imperial Dome. Sabine had Ezra’s lightsaber in her possession throughout the time he was missing. Maybe Chopper gave it to her because he recorded Ezra’s message to her and the rest of the Ghost Crew and he knew what Ezra meant by “I’m counting on you.” Maybe Ezra trusts her to find him with the Force. He wanted Ahsoka to find him, but did he know that they would be teaming up to find him together? Probably not...
In the Rebels finale epilogue, when Sabine is riding her speeder from the communications tower to her meeting spot with Ahsoka, two Loth Wolves follow her for a short time before letting her go on. Kanan had previously said that they were very attuned to the Force as beings, which is why I think the wolves following her is significant.
Additionally, when Sabine is walking towards Ahsoka, the Force Suite plays again. Whether that’s because Ahsoka is there or not is debatable. However, I think it symbolizes and foreshadows how Sabine and Ahsoka are going to find Ezra using the Force. It plays as Sabine is talking about her personal mission to find Ezra.
It is also interesting how Sabine is House Vizsla, meaning she is descended from Tarre Vizsla, the only known Mandalorian Jedi. Sure, many Mandalorians are House Vizsla, but I think Sabine is different. There is genuine evidence that points to her being force sensitive. Perhaps that’s why the Darksaber found its way to her. If she was the only other force sensitive Mandalorian in Tarre Vizsla’s line, then it should rightfully belong to her and she should be his true successor. That might be why Bo-Katan lost the Darksaber after Rebels and then failed to earn it in the Mandalorian season 2 finale. If it is meant for Sabine, then it might try to make its way back to her via Din Djarin (and maybe it chose him because he has no desire to become the Mand’alor or rule Mandalore).
I really do think she’s force sensitive and I hope it’s shown in the Ahsoka series. Thank you for reading if you’ve come this far. I’d love additional thoughts/feedback! :)
Guys…there’s still one major cameo from the Bad Batch season 3 trailer that has still yet to make an appearance…
The title for 3x09 is “The Harbinger,” the definition being “a person or thing that shows that something is going to happen soon, especially something bad.”
Ventress found Omega with no trouble (most likely with the Force, but still) and warned the batch that they needed to leave Pabu because they weren’t safe there.
This is obviously foreshadowing that someone is going to attempt to bring Omega back to Hemlock as an M-count target.
If there’s one bounty hunter in the whole galaxy audacious enough to attempt this job (and be successful) it’s Cad Bane.
It wouldn’t be the first time he stole force sensitive children for Palpatine…
It wouldn’t even the first time he would be kidnapping Omega either…
Force sensitive children seem to be his specialty. I’d bet on him being the one.
If you have your doubts about how dangerous he is, remember that he was the one that broke Ziro the Hutt out of prison, held the Galactic Senate and Anakin Skywalker hostage, broke into the Jedi Temple on Coruscant to steal a Holocron, held Ahsoka hostage and manipulated Anakin into opening and giving him the Holocron to save her life, kidnapped force sensitive children for Palpatine’s evil experiments and brought them to Mustafar, fought Obiwan Kenobi with Quinlan Vos’ lightsaber, and orchestrated a prison break and escaped through the morgue.
Cad Bane does not fuck around people!! He is dangerous, he’s experienced, and the groundwork has been laid. Be scared!
in fics where luke gets plopped into the prequels i want every jedi within ten metres of him to think hes the weirdest jedi theyve ever seen. he has negative lightsaber form. he doesnt know what a kata is. he handstands when he meditates. his solution to sith is to try and have a chat. hes a political radical who keeps suggesting revolution. you ask him what the jedi code is and he says "kindness and compassion and helping those in need :) ". you ask how he used the force like that and he says some shit about how you are a luminous being limited only by your mind. the councils authority is just a suggestion. he is somehow the new favourite of both qui gon and yoda