It was a few minutes past midnight when a comet streaked across the sky. Comets were supposed to signal a great change in one's life. Or so he was told. Bullshit thought Obi-Wan. He leapt from his perch at the large window of the Jedi temple. It was getting late. He strolled through the long corridor. He was almost to his bedroom when the sound of hushed voices peaked his interest. Late night whispers typically meant a Jedi was returning from a mission. Maybe it's Qui-Gon thought Obi-Wan. His master had been away on a mission for the past 2 weeks and was expecting him to return any day now. He quietly crept towards the voices, which appeared to be in the midst of an argument.
"You broke our sacred code and brought him into the Temple?"
"The Force is strong in him. And our numbers are dwindling."
That's Qui-Gon thought Obi-Wan. But who would be so important for him to break the Jedi code for? Obi-Wan had always been irritated by Qui-Gon's strict dedication to every rule.
"That may be so, but we cannot break protocol for anyone. You know that."
"I am aware of this Mace, but when Jedi are disappearing in record numbers –"
"You are not to speak of that so loudly!"
"…And I am sent on a mission to discover why-"
"Which turned out unsuccessful, might I add."
"And I find someone who may be able to help us, don't you think it might be worth the risk? People just aren't interested in the Jedi Order anymore. The public doesn't trust us, young people aren't interested in becoming a Jedi regardless of the strength of the Force within them. We have to take every opportunity we can to restore our former glory. If we don't take him in, the Sith will."
Mace Windu sighed. "Very well then, he may stay the night. He will be tested in the morning, and if the results are satisfactory he will begin his training. And no more breaking the code for him, understand?"
"Yes. Thank you, and goodnight Master Windu."
Obi-Wan sprinted back to his room. He was certain they had heard him eavesdropping. He climbed into his bed and hastily threw his blankets over him.
He heard a knock at his door.
"Come in," he called, trying to sound calm.
Qui-Gon entered his room. "You do realize staying up late is bad for you, my young Padawan."
Obi-Wan smiled. "Good to see you too, Master."
"In fact, it's almost as bad as secretly listening to confidential conversations."
"If it was so confidential, perhaps you shouldn't have had it in the hallway."
Qui-Gon smiled. "Your sharp tongue will get you in trouble someday." He sat at the end of Obi-Wan's bed.
"I'm sorry to hear the mission didn't go as planned, Master."
"And I'm sorry I couldn't give you any details before I left. But now I can, I suppose," smiled Qui-Gon. "As you heard, there have been more Jedi disappearances lately. I was sent to follow a possible lead on a small desert planet called Tatooine. It's a haven for bounty hunters, we thought perhaps some of the Jedi were being held for ransom. I didn't find the answers I was looking for, but I found something else instead."
"You found someone to bring to the temple?"
"Yes, and you will meet him tomorrow. But now it's time for bed, and no more sneaking out!" said Qui-Gon. He patted Obi-Wan on the shoulder and left the room.
