Darth Vader's daughter third version.

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I awoke the next morning to Boba talking to someone oh his communicator. "No I will not change my mind. I have made my decision as far as I'm concerned, she is my daughter. I will train her to be a great Mandalorian warrior."

There was a moment of silence and then Boba replied "She will begin her training today." There was a rap at my door and then Boba entered. "Wake up sleepy head, we have a long day ahead of us."

I yawned and stretched my arms even though I had slept for over eight hours, I felt exhausted. It felt as if I had been in the pod along side Anakin helping him to succeed. "It's time to get up alweady? Me feel as if me just fell asleep." I replied groggily.

"Have you not been sleeping well?" Boba asked concerned removing his helmet and sitting down beside me on the bed.

"Not exactly. Last night me dweamed about a young boy who was in the same wace as Me was yeaws ago and he won. It was as if Me was wight beside him the pod wacea." I  replied.

"Have you had dreams like this before?" Boba asked.

"Yes. Me dreamt about a very pretty lady who had to come to Tattooine because the ship had been damaged and the company she was with. I dreamed about how the young boy met them and how he helped them. In my dream, they talked about the fowce and said that had the boy been bown in the wepublic he would habe  become a Jedi. What's a Jedi? Do you think with me special abilities me could become a Jedi?"

Boba sighed and closed his eyes in irritation pinching the bridge of his nose as if he was trying to fight back a headache. This wasn't a conversation that he had anticipated having with me. Immediately, he had a flashback of the day the Jedi Master Mace Windu had killed his father by beheading him. "The Jedi are no one to want to be like." Boba replied.

"Why? The men in my dreams seemed nice. He helped the boy in my dreams earn his freedom."

"This is not a subject that I want to discuss with you. You are never to talk about becoming a Jedi ever again. Is that clear?" Boba replied a hint of anger in his voice.

"But why?"

"Catherine this discussion is over!" Boba growled warning me to let this matter drop but I wasn't going too not without an explanation.

"What is wrong with wanting to become a Jedi?" I muttered under my breath. Unfortunately, Boba heard me and he slapped me hard across the face causing my mouth to bleed. "Boba that hurt." I replied tearfully. Jango, my loth-cat Nexu mix, hissed at Boba and Quigon ginn my loth Wolf snarled at him. They both lunged at him but Boba easily avoided them. In fact, when they attacked once more, Boba hit them hard sending them flying across the ship and into the wall. Jango and Quigon let out a small yelp as they hit the wall and fell to the floor in a heap.

"You will get that ridiculous notion out of your head right this instant." Boba replied but I shook my head.

"No. Me want answers. What's wrong with wanting to become a Jedi?" I replied rushing to my pets sides to see it they were ok. I sighed in relief, when I placed my hand on their backs. Although they were unconscious, they were still breathing.

"Perhaps Dathan was right. Maybe I have been too soft on you, that changes now. You will do as you are told, or there will be consequences and I promise you, you won't like them." Boba replied picking Jango and Quigon up off the floor.

"Whewe you taking them?" I asked rushing to his side to reaching out for them but he easily held them out of my reach.

"I told you, owning pets is a privilege, one that you have lost. Any more talk of becoming a Jedi and not only will you receive the beating of a lifetime, you will never see your precious pets again." Boba replied shoving Jango and Quigon into small cages. He then grabbed Jar Jar Binx from off the shelf where he was clinging and place him in a cage as well.