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This is a thread to talk about Star Wars fan fiction. I wrote in my ideas for a novel, comic book/graphic novel and a film sequel trilogy. They are on those links below.

My sequel trilogy ideas with links below.

Here are the links below.

A New Dark Empire

New Dark Empire, A, a Star Wars fanfic - FanFiction.Net

Star Wars Episode 7: Return of The Dark Side

Episode 7: Return of the Dark Side, a Star Wars fanfic - FanFiction.Net

Star Wars Episode 8: A Clone Empire Attacks

Episode 8: A Clone Empire Attacks, a Star Wars fanfic - FanFiction.Net

Star Wars Episode 9: Battle of The Force

Episode 9: Battle of the Force, a Star Wars fanfic - FanFiction.Net

This entry of mine takes place in various time lines in the Star Wars saga.

Generations of the Sith

Generations of the Sith, a Star Wars fanfic - FanFiction.Net

I have ideas for a novel which most of it comes from Generations of the Sith. Also there could be chapters from Battlefront 2 and 1 chapter from the Star Wars Tales when Darth Vader fights the Dark Woman. You fans could write more on the jedi vs. sith and fit them together with Generations of the Sith.

You fans could reply here with links to your fan fiction.
 
While my gifts are more inclined to visual art, I had an idea about a book that would be called 'The Memoirs of Yoda'. It would cronicle his time spent on Dagobah and the recollection of his life, what he did, where he was wrong and his sorrow for that. There is a picture someone did of Yoda sitting at a desk in his little hut writing something with a quille that gave me this idea. The novel would include conversations with him and Qui-Gon and his further learning of the will of the Force. To keep a good pace, it might involve his remembered participation of the original Jedi/Sith war and other action-packed adventures he was involved with in his 900+ year life. I think that would be the makings of a good read. I have no time, nor the skills of authorship, to write such a story, so if any aspiring writer out there thinks this is a good idea...
 
I had the idea that Yoda has faced some dark lords of the sith and than those sith lords didn't reveal themselves as the sith.
 
We could write over parts from the video games like Darth Vader finding jedi on Naboo and Queen Apailana is killed by storm troopers along with those jedi and when Echu Shen Jonn kills Severence Taa and the comic book tale with Darth Vader fighting the Dark Woman and hope that we all get permission from George Lucas himself for it all and maybe Dark Horse Comics.

Maybe otherwise the real novelists get written prior consent to it all. Anymore fan writers here? We could write more Legacy era fan fiction like in between Millienium Falcon (novel coming out at the end of 2008) and Legacy Comic Books Series. This would focus on the Skywalker bloodline and learn how Luke, Leia and Han die along with Lando.
 
Here is a fan fiction I wrote. Its about Young Obi-Wan.


The Mysterious Dream​


Obi-Wan Kenobi was walking through the temple towards his room. He had just come out of one of the training rooms from a practice duel with another padawan. He felt he had done very well, but it was exhausting, which was why his facial expression looked extremely tired.
He wiped away the sweat from his face with the sleeve of his tunic as he continued down the halls of the temple. It was late and he was very tired and just wanted to find his quarters to take a cool shower and then settle down for a good nights sleep.
Once he was all cleaned up and into a fresh new tunic, he sat on his bed and glanced outside of his window and the sun go down as the stars began to appear. He lay on his bed and took a deep breath. A smile began to form on his face as he thought about something very exciting that was going to happen tomorrow. It was his birthday and he would be turning fifteen years old. He was also excited about what gift he would receive from his master.
Most padawans got very special gifts, such as, new cloaks, crystals for their lightsabers or anything sentimental from their masters.
Obi-Wan yawned and soon he fell to sleep. Little did he know that this night would turn out to be a strange and frightening night.

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Far from the core worlds into the Outer Regions, at that same moment Obi-Wan fell sleep a newborn human boy was born. Suddenly, the great power of the Force was warning young Obi-Wan of the future. But poor Obi-Wan, was far too young and not strong enough in the Force to interpret what the Force was telling him.
A flash of darkness!
A boy?
The boy?
The Evil?
It lives in him!
A dark cloud began to cloud his vision and not too long he began to hear voices.
“Master no!” a desperate young mans voice said.
“Obi-Wan, it is too late,” a much older man said.
I know that voice, young Obi-Wan thought. That’s master Qui-Gon.
“He is the chosen one,” Qui-Gon’s voice said. “You must train him.”
Chosen one? Obi-Wan tried to understand, but more voices entered his mind.
“Clouded this boys future is,” that’s master Yoda’s voice.
“What will happen to me now?” a very young boy said with a sad tone in his voice.
“You will be a Jedi, I promise,” the young man replied to the young boy.
Why does that voice sound so similar to me? Obi-Wan was so confused. That voice almost sounds like mine in a way, only deeper.
“I can’t leave her!” This was the voice of that sad young boy, but much older.
“I need you…” that same voice, that was so familiar to young Obi-Wan said.
“Be careful of your friend…” the words were incomplete.
Young Obi-Wan was beginning to feel a little pain from being surrounded by the dark cloud. He didn’t understand what was happening to him or why.
“He’s not a bad man, Obi-Wan,” the young boy replied.
How does this young boy know who I am? Now Obi-Wan was lost. He was hearing his name being called, but by who, he did not know. Part of him felt as if he didn’t want to know.
“The boy…gone he is…consumed by darth…” Once again, the words were incomplete. I don’t understand what Yoda is saying.
“He has turned to the dark side,” that same familiar voice said once again.
The dark side? This is bad. Very, very troubling.
“No! I don’t believe you,” this voice was of a young woman. A woman who, by the sound of her voice was very sad and horrified.
“…is the father, isn’t he,” that familiar voice said with a sad and devastating tone.
This is too much. I can’t take this anymore. There is too much sadness and pain. Young Obi-Wan cried out. All he wanted was it to all stop.
“Stop! Come back. I love you,” the woman cried to the young boy.
“Liar!” the young boy yelled at the woman.
“You brought him here to kill me!” “You have allowed this dark lord to twist your mind, until now…until now you have become the very thing you swore to destroy,” the familiar voice said to the young boy.
“This is the end for you…” the young boy said.
“It’s over… I have the high ground,” the familiar voice yelled to the boy.
“You underestimate my power!” the young boy yelled back.
Suddenly, the dark cloud began to reveal something to young Obi-Wan. A young dark and powerful man leapt towards Obi-Wan and as he got closed he saw a dark masked face that frightened him so much, he woke from the horrible nightmare.
So much fear filled Obi-Wan. He quickly jumped out of his bed and noticed his heart was beating faster then normal. Sweat was dripping from his body and his lungs felt as if they were about to burst.
The dream had been so real. Hearing the voices of those people. Feeling the great pain and sadness from these people.
Obi-Wan had been afraid to go back to sleep. So he went outside the temple grounds and watched the sun come up. After several hours, he then decided to go back in. And as he began back inside the temple, he heard one last voice.
“You were my brother…I loved you…but I could not save you!”


The End​
 
Here is one other star wars fan fictoin I wrote. Its about young Anakin:


Anakin's Destiny


It was on a normal hot day on the desert planet of Tatooine. The planet had many oceans of sand, and rocky mountains. As dry and dirty as it was, it was also dangerous. Many illegal criminals and other treacherous scum of the universe went there. It was ruled by the crime lord himself, known as the great Jabba the Hutt.
Jabba was famous for many things. He allowed slavery, illegal games - one known as pod-racing - and many illegal beings. His wife Garrdula the Hutt had two slaves of her own. A middle ages woman, named Shmi Skywalker and her seven year old son, Anakin Skywalker.
Anakin was a very bright boy and had excellent mechanical skills. He loved taking things apart and seeing how they worked. He was much different then any other six year old by. There was something special about him.
Recently, Anakin had been having strange dreams. He saw himself older, fighting in a war. And there was a woman with him. And every dream like this ended the same, in darkness and it scarred him. To be fighting in a war and ending badly...very badly.
He lived with his mother in the slaves quarters of Tatooine. It was a small house with two bedrooms, a kitchen and a work desk. It wasn't poor, but not high priced. The house was suitable for Anakin and his mother Shmi Skywalker.
The clothes that slaves wore were mostly rags. The material was dirty and ripped apart. They barely had enough for food. It was a slaves life and Anakin hated it. He hated to see his mother work so hard it exhausted her.
Anakin loved to work with parts on his mothers works desk. Another of Anakin's favorite things to do was watching the pod-races. There was many different alien species that raced all kinds of pods. Some pods were really big and others were small. The pods were like small cockpits that controlled two large engines. These pod racers could get up over 1,000 miles in hour.
Anakin wanted to get in one and race as well, but his mother told him it was too dangerous. So, Anakin just watched the races.
Not far from his house was a public junk yard, where beings would leave junk for others to make use of it. Anakin would make numerous visits to build droids and parts for other mechanical things. One night he woke up early and went to the junk yard and brought back some parts to work on.
Not long his mother got up and found her son in his room fixing some parts he pick up from the junk yard. "Ani have you been up all night again?"
"No. But I woke up two hours ago and went to the junk yard and got these parts I'm working on," Anakin was being very careful to repair the part.
"I wish you would tell me when you go out. You know I worry when you do," his mother seemed a little sad.
"I was going to, but I didn't want to wake you," Anakin confessed.
"Well, next time tell me," she hugged her son. "Don't be long, breakfast is almost ready."
"Ok, mom," Anakin continued to tinker with the part.
When he finished with the part he went to the kitchen to eat his breakfast. They both sat at the table eating, "Mom."
"Yes, Ani," she replied.
"I had another nightmare," Anakin started to play with his food.
"Oh, Ani. I'm sorry," his mother put her hand on his arm as a comfort. "What was it about this time?"
"I was fighting a terrible was. And then I saw a woman," Anakin told her.
Shmi seemed sad that Anakin was going though this, "A woman? Who?"
"I didn't recognize her. But she's was only a few years older then me," Anakin said. "And she said something to me."
"What did she say?"
"She told me she loved me. And then she disappeared and everything went dark. That's when the dream ended," Anakin told his mother.
"Well, it was only a dream. I'd try not to think about it too much," Shmi then headed to her room.
Anakin was curious who that woman was. In his dream he'd seem to know her. 'Maybe she's my friend in the future. But why did she say she loved me. Maybe were closer then that. Maybe were lovers.' Anakin thought.
It wasn't long till his mother went off to work for Garrdula the Hutt.
Anakin was left home alone for a while then he decided to go outside and find his friend Kister. Kister was a human boy around the same age as Anakin. They began playing ball together when Anakin spotted a blue Toydarian was flying by with a huge part in his hand. The alien was having much trouble carrying it.
Anakin went to help him, but he was too late. The Toydarien dropped the part and it broke in two. "Oh, no! Chuba Nota!"
"Don't worry. I can fix it," Anakin began working on it.
"What makes you thing you can fix it," the Toydarien was very upset.
"I can fix anything," Anakin pieced it together and finished. "See."
The Toydarien was very amazed. "Who is your owner, slave?"
"I have a name," Anakin was getting mad.
"Then what is it?" The Toydarien said.
"Anakin Skywalker."
"Well, Anakin. How does a young boy such as you know so much?"
"I get tips from people who stop here. I love building things," Anakin told him.
"And who is your owner?"
"Garrdula the Hutt."
"The Hutts. Your owner is the Hutts," the Toydarien was worried.
"Yeah, why?"
"No reason," the Toydarien then left.
Anakin then went back to play ball with Kister.
The Toydarien had decided to talk to Garrdula the Hutt about Anakin. He had to wait awhile till he was allowed to see her.
Garrdula was sitting on her long platform chair. Since Huts were so big they needed huge chairs to rest their bodies on. "Who are you?" she said in her hutts language.
"I am Watto. A junk shop dealer," Watter introduced himself.
"And why have you come to me?" Garrdula's voice was big and loud.
"I've heard you own a young slave boy that has good mechanical abilities," Watto replied.
Shmi over heard them, "That's my son, Anakin."
"Quiet! Get back to work slave scum or you'll work an extra four hours!" Garrdula yelled at Shmi for interrupting her.
"He is a seven year old boy. He hardly works for me," Garrdula grabber her drink on a table next to her.
Watto cleared his throat, "You wouldn't be interested in making a bet with me...would you?" he said the magic word.
"A bet...you say."
"I'll bet you on the upcoming pod-race tomorrow. I'm better Sebulba will win. If I'm right you give me the boy," Watto proposed.
"And if your wrong?"
"I'll give you my shop," he told her.
Garrdula put her hand under her huge chin, "Interesting. Very interesting," Garrdula thought about it for a moment. "It's a deal. I'll throw in the boys mother as well to make it more interesting."
After a long days work, Shmi came home to talk to Anakin.
"Anakin!" Shmi called.
Anakin came to her.
"I have something to tell you," Shmi was trying to catch her breath.
"What is it mom," Anakin had a worried look on his face.
"We might be sold," Shmi said to her son.
"To who."
Shmi caught her breath, "A junk dealer named Watto. He's made a bet with Garrdula on the pod-race tomorrow."
Sorrow hit Anakin, "Are we going to be split up?"
"No. Well still be together, my son," Shmi gave her son a hug.
The next day Shmi and Anakin were taken to watch the race.
Watto flew in the small room overlooking the race.
"Anakin. That's Watto over there," Shmi pointed.
"I know him," Anakin suddenly remembered. "He dropped a part and I helped him."
"When?" Shmi was very curious.
"He asked who my owner was, while I was playing with Kister." Anakin answered.
Suddenly the pods started to roar as the pilots started them up. "The racers are ready to begin," the twin head announcers said.
Jabba slowly crawled out to his private seat that overlooked the starting grid. "Welcome, my fellow people."
The crowd cheered for Jabba as he came out as all the pilots got ready for the count down.
At the count down from three every pod was past the starting grid. Sebulba was ahead of them all, as always.
Keta Nay got right beside Sebulba's pod trying to get ahead.
Sebulba saw him trying to sneak by. He yelled at the pilot in Hutts then flipped a switch on his control panel and flames came out of his side engine, blowing up Keta Nay's Pod. "Ah, ah, ah! Chuba Nenola!" He raced on, still in the lead.
By the last lap, eight pads had crashed. Tels Toy and Layer Moe were pursuing Sebulba. Layer Moe got behind Sebulbas' right and then trusted ahead. As he looked behind him at Sebulba he started to laugh. But when he turned his head back in front he crashed right into the wall of a hill.
Sebulba laughed as he past the crashed pod. Tela Toy was now neck and neck with Sebulba. The third lap seemed to take forever. They continued to try and pass one another. The starting grid was only twenty seconds away, and both wanted to win.
Sebulba started to hit his pod against Toy. Toy was getting angry. Just as they were about to cross, Sebulba hit Toys pod so hard that it broke in pieces and chattered across the desert sand.
Sebulba won!
The crowd cheered as Sebulba crossed the finish line. Everyone was happy, except Shmi and Anakin.
Watto met with Garrdula after the race. "I've come to collect my prize," Watto said.
Garrdula turned towards him, "Alright. The boy and his mother are now yours."
Shmi and Anakin went to Watto's shop, "Here. These are trackers that will be emitted in your bodies. If you try to leave this planet you will trigger it to explode," Watto told them.
"You will organize my parts and Anakin will work in the junk yard," Watto explained.
Watto gave them a tour of the shop then sent them home before they would work the next day. Anakin walked and sat down at his mothers desk. He grabbed a part and began tinkering with it.
2 YEARS LATER
Anakin was searching for a cooling unit in Watto's junk shop. An older woman named Jira was a friend of Anakins'. She owned a small shop on the streets selling fruit. She would get tired and hot being in the sun all day and doesn't have much money to buy things. So, Anakin had been searching for a cooling unit to give her.
Suddenly he heard the buzzer from the front entrance of the shop. 'Must be another pilot needing a hydro-spanner,' Anakin thought.
Then he heard Watto yelling for him to come into the shop. 'This must be a really important costumer,' Anakin began walking to the shop.
As he ran in Watto yelled at him again for not coming sooner. "I was cleaning the fans."
Watter told him to stay and watch the shop while he took an older man to the junk yard.
Anakin looked around. There was an R2- droid a creature that looked frog like. His mouth was shaped like a bill and squeaked when he talked.
As Anakin turned the other direction he saw a young girl. She didn't seem to be from here. There was something familiar about her. He had seen her face before. Then he thought of his dream. That was the woman he saw fighting with him.
He noticed how very pretty...no, no...how beautiful she was. She must have been one of those angels from the moons of Iego. If she was, he wanted to know.
Anakin waited a moment and then asked her a question the young girl would never forget.
"Are you an angel?"

The End​
 
I have made changes on the jedi knights as I couldn't accept that Barris Offee and Mace Windu died in Revenge of the Sith. So I added in A'Sharad Hett vs. Darth Vader.
 
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