Note: Mr. Lucas' and Mr. Goodkind's stuff doesn't belong to me.
This story has some new twists that there aren't only Jedi who protect the galaxy but Confessors too. I borrowed this idea from The Sword of Truth series by Terry Goodkind where Confessors have special powers in which when they touch someone and channel their power into them then that person is taken and obeys every command. The person who has been taken under the Confessor's power will think it his/her Mistress (only girls are Confessors) and will confess everything that the Mistress asks of them. Basically they will tell the truth and only the truth. Also a Confessor apprentice is known as a Caharin also from the Mr. Goodkind's books but not the same meaning, an equivolent of a Jedi Knight is a Confessor Guard and the equivolent of a Jedi Master is a Confessor Justice. In my story Confessors don't use lightsabers but use special blasters and they also have an attunement to the Force but they can't use it in the same way as Jedi do. Also the counterpart of a Sith is a Condar. The Jedi Knights are the guardians of peace and justice while the Confessors are the protectors of the justice system and the seekers of truth. I hope you like the story!
A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away...
The Clone Wars have come to an end and the galaxy has been thrown into turmoil with the Sith and Condar ruling the galaxy. The Confessor Order has been almost slaughtered to extinction and the Confessors' Palace next to the Jedi Temple has been destroyed. Now the remaining Confessors must hide in fear while the Jedi must stand helplessly as their duties are stripped of them. Its a race against time for the Chosen One Jedi Master Anakin Skywalker and Confessor Guard Padme Jinn along with the Jedi and remaining Confessors to destroy the Sith and Condar before they destroy them first.
Chapter 1: The Past Remembered
Padme's POV
I honestly don't know how I got here really. It seemed like a lifetime ago that I had been living in Coruscant in the Confessors' Palace going on missions and fighting in the war. Yes the war, the Clone Wars. The Clone Wars had lasted for sixteen long, bloody years before they came to end. I can still remember the day they started a lifetime ago and that day would be the day my life would change forever...
Flashback
I was five years old living in the Lake Country on Naboo with my mother, Jobal Naberrie and my grandparents. I had been born on Naboo and it was the only place I had ever been besides Theed, the beautiful Nubian captial. I was no ordinary girl for I was the daughter of the legendary Jedi Master, Qui-Gon Jinn. It was forbidden for the Jedi to love, but my father was different from the rest of the Jedi, I knew that from the years I spent in the Jedi Temple. He was a tall man and had green eyes with dark, long hair that was streaked with gray. He was eccentric so to speak and didn't take precautions. Papa lived his life like he was going to die tomorrow and that's what he always told me. He was the galaxy's greatest father, I mean who else had a Jedi father? My father loved me to death, but yet I never really saw him much growing up for he was always away on missions since his marriage was a secret. My mother on the other hand had dark, long brown curly hair with big brown eyes and was very beautiful who found solace in me when my father was gone. The Mother Confessor always use to say that I looked just like my mother and how it brought her pain to look at me, I knew it did and sometimes I would catch her staring at me and Iwould just close my eyes hoping it would stop the pain. My father was famous in the Jedi Temple and my mother was famous in the many charities she worked in on Naboo. The people loved them for their compassion towards all and they so many goals that had to be fulfilled, yet were left untouched. It was because of me they couldn't fulfill their goals. It was because of me that Papa couldn't join the High Council. It was because of me Mama couldn't teach at the university for the illiterate. It was because of me that they would lose their lives.
I was away at school when my grandparents came to fetch me and brought me home. I didn't understand what was going on but when I saw all the battle droids and the Nubian army assembling I knew that something terrible had happened. War had happened. It happened so fast that no one had time to contemplate before we were drawn into a full scale battle with the Trade Federation and how they blockaded us from everyone else in the galaxy. I remember seeing the once beautiful city of Theed destroyed with bloody, mangled bodies littering the streets and the buildings blown apart. If I think hard enough I can still the stench of death and see it also for I know that it would take me ten lifetimes to cleanse myself of these images.
The Mother Confessor came to my home and she was already waiting there as if someone was going somewhere. Little did I know it was I who was to leave this place. My grandparents had sat me down and told me that I had to leave to protect me and to escape the horrors of what was to come. I didn't want to leave them, how could I? But the Mother Confessor dragged me away saying I was destined to do "great things". Great things? Oh how I rue that day. If I had known those "great things" would be to attempt to kill the girl I called my sister then I would've gladly walked away and never looked back. Yes that's what my mother always told me, never look back, once a decision is made.
I ended up leaving at my grandparents begging, and I left forever. Forever was a long time for a five year old, a real long time. I remembering feeling my eyes were becoming wet but no tears would fall down my cheeks for I couldn't cry because I didn't want to be weak, I had to be strong if I wanted to see my grandparents again. I didn't know when I would see, only that I was going with the Mother Confessor to Coruscant to escape the war. So I sat in my seat and stared out the window one last time before our shuttle took off and tried to remember all the roads we crossed and all the flowers I wouldn't see because I might never come back. That thought alone brought a stab in my heart because I would come back and I would make things right. I would fulfill these so called "great things" the Mother Confessor said I was capable of, but little did I know the difficult path I would have to walk in order to fulfill them. Coruscant would become my new home and I would try to adapt and hope and pray that someday I would be back where I belong. Yes, someday I will find where I belong.
