I am one of the last remaining Jedi. In a world of new hope, the remaining few have gathered together so that we may create more jedi. I am the youngest, most fertile female, so I have chosen to provide my womb to the jedi order. I am with the head doctor on the space station that the New Republic has begun to create. As we float through the 0G space station to the medical center in which I will be spending the next nine months, the doctor explains to me the process I am about to undertake.
"In your ovaries, you have held thousands of immature eggs, or follicles, waiting to become eggs. When you donated these follicles to the cause, we started maturing them in our lab. With modern technology, we have been able to grow far more than your body ever naturally would. We have coupled each egg with a healthy Jedi sperm. Today we are going to implant them, in all about 400,000."
Four hundred thousand? I'm going to have four hundred thousand tiny little Jedi growing inside me? This