• Stolen •

Artemis arrived empty handed, unfortunately, back at the planet of Statera. She hadn't given up her search but rather decided to retire it for now. The scent of her sister had gone cold and until she felt her presence again she wouldn't be able to find her for a while. She arrived back at the northern tribe, buildings built tall of snow and ice surrounded her as she approached her home. She wore a large cloak made from animal skins and furs which was custom for her people. The skyline of large mountains dotted the distance and sparse patches of tall pine trees covered the land, growing thicker in consistency closer to the mountains and the wilderness. The snow crunched under her boots as she walked, underneath her feet was a layer of snow that blanketed a thick layer of solid ice. The northern tribe was built entirely on top of a glacier that formed between a few mountains. Her breath fanned out in steam as she walked, the cold nipping at her skin. That's when she finally made it home. Her mother's eyes reached her first, hopeful to see her missing child arrive with her daughter but her dark blue eyes seemed to sadden at the sight, or rather lack there of. "Mother-" Artemis began but the queen showed her a sad smile as she wrapped her arms around the girl, bringing her daughter to her in a warm hug. "I know."

Amphitrite was alone in her room once more. The padawans were off training with Luke, which that included Ben, Leo, and Hazel of course, so she was alone with nothing but her thoughts. That was until she heard the beeping of a familiar droid which entered her room. Amphrite smiled softly. "R2-D2." she said calmly. She had seen the droid thousands of times with Luke or helping out with training but she had never needed to have any business with it. The droid scooted over to her and gently nudged her side. "Shouldn't you be with Luke and the other padawans?" She asked, even though she couldn't understand his many beeps and whistles that he seemed to speak with. She imagined he asked something like "Why are you alone?" or "why aren't you with the others?" She shook her head. She reached up and placed a gentle hand onto the cold metal droid. "I keep on wondering where I am from. Why I am here, if not to be a jedi. You wouldn't happen to know, would you?" She asked, knowing he couldn't possibly know anything. But contrary to her thoughts the droid began to display a hologram recording. Amphitrite looked up at it, it was blurry but she could make out the shape of Luke and someone else. There was a third person lying limp in Luke's arms. Amphitrite squinted as she tried to examine what was going on. She looked down at the droid. "What is this?" She asked but when R2-D2 said nothing she turned her eyes back to the image. "We have to get her out of here, Han." The distance sound of Luke's voice came from the fuzzy image. Amphitrite then realized the other person in the image was Han and the limp person Luke was holding was a small girl, a mere child. "I'm working on it." Han said, rather frustrated. "They cannot know that we took her." Luke added and with the wave of his hand over her forehead Luke sighed. "She will have no memory of this night, nor any before it." He said before laying the girl down. "What did you do?" Han asked. They were in a ship, Han was flying them away. "I took her memories from her with the force." "You can do that?" Han asked. Luke nodded. "She will have no memory of where she came from or who she is. All she will know is what I tell her. Her reality will be what I convince her it is." Amphitrite felt a cold and desolate feeling spread across her. That girl was her. Luke had taken her from her family and from everything she had ever known. "Now get us out of here. Before we get caught."