Star Wars: Forgotten Secrets

Star Wars: Forgotten Secrets
The year: 5 ABY.

The Era: Rebellion Era.

Alternate Timeline, sort of. No Mara Jade...

Note: This is in the extreme rough draft. It's still being cleaned up and continued at least once a week.

Introduction
Mos Eisley... The "Armpit of the Galaxy". A "wrenched hive of scum and villainy". Temperate home to many beings, smugglers, bounty hunters. Jawas passed through sometimes, as did Jedi. No one knew this place better than Charlotte.

Charlotte, the nineteen year old barmaid. Abandoned here, forgotten here, here in the Cantina. Chalmun's Cantina, where a relative had changed her future so much... Just another secret of his, she thought, slightly bitterly, as she served an electric blue drink to another alien. At least it's away from Shrike, she decided, touching a finger to the seemingly clear skin down the side of her thin face. Everything about her gave the impression of someone who lost a lot of weight in a short amount of time, from death pale skin to hollow cheeks. Like she had, at one point, been perfectly healthy, not the underweight and rather weak-looking girl she was now.

"Thanks," The alien grunted. Charlotte just nodded her reply and served another drink, Corellian Spiced Ale, to a shifty-looking blue eyed man.

"Charlotte?"

Chapter 1
"Yes?" She asked, in a small voice, her blue eyes meeting the stranger's. "How do you know my name?"

The stranger looked horrorstruck, as if it couldn't be her. "Please, Charlotte, it's not funny anymore."

"What's not funny?" A woman, maybe mid-twenties asked, appearing behind the man. Charlotte looked at her, as though she was studying her face.

"You look like Skywalker," She said, in her almost-whispering voice. "And you. You're familiar, but I can't place you. It's as though you were partially wiped from my memory. There's only a face."