Coruscant,34 BBY

It was just like any other day in Coruscant as you would suppose for the sun always shown, it never rained, and everyone went about their jobs going to and fro with little excitement in their lives.

Master Yoda sat on his hover chair rubbing his chin with three green fingers. Master Windu accompanied him as they paced the tall and beautiful halls of the Jedi Temple.

"Then train her we must. For, her future…unknown," said Yoda looking down at the floor then to Master Windu.

"But she is too old. Anger and fear grows within her as we speak. Never in a thousand years has someone as old as she, been taken on to train as a Jedi. Surely, there must be some other way."

"Hmmm, yes. Long I have thought about this. But think we must of her circumstances. Unfortunate. Rare. She…survived. Rather we train her…or we leave her to the dark side."

"Who is to be her master then?"

"Good question that is. Adi Gallia ready I think ….to take on a padawan."

"That would have to do. We can discuss this matter again when the council convenes."

The warm hues of the setting sun glistened on the tall metal like buildings surrounding the Jedi temple. A young padawan learner by the name of Obi-Wan Kenobi walked in on his Master, Qui-Gon Jinn, who stood thinking by the window.

"Master, what is it?"

"The council has approved of the girl."

"The quiet one? But she is too old. Did they give their reasons?"

"They said her circumstances require the training of the Jedi, otherwise, the Sith could use her. But besides the age factor there is more to it that I disapprove of."

"Like what?"

"She has a certain…dark side to her that would be hard to undo."

"I'm sure Master Yoda has felt the same as you do but if he approves of her then he must think there is hope."

"The force is strong with her and her midi-chlorian levels are unusually high which are in her favor. Yet, she has a strong emotional presence about her that would be difficult to tame and could be her undoing if not taken care of."

"I see."

"Not only that, her will power, I feel, is abnormally strong for someone of her age."

"Oh?" Obi-Wan raised his eyebrows in amusement. "She is like you, Master. She probably has her own way of doing things as well, even if it defies whatever the council says."

Qui-Gon frowned but continued anyway secretly agreeing she was very much like him even now. "Yes, but her emotions masked by her will are what worries me."

"If you are so worried, Master, I suggest you oversee her training from a distance. I'm sure whoever her master will be, won't mind you overlooking her training."

"You have grown wise, my padawan."

A young girl of about 12 stepped into the dim lit room where Master Yoda sat calmly meditating.

"Master?"

The girl walked up and sat in front of him observing whether or not she should disturb his meditation. She decided to leave him and got up slowly to avoid disturbing him further.

"A question have you?"

The girl turned, not startled by the break in the silence but as if she had anticipated him speaking just then.

"Yes, Master. What is to be done about my training? Am I to be trained?" She sat down quickly looking intently into the eyes of the little green goblin-like man.

"Agreed the council has. To be trained by Adi Gallia you are."

The girl nodded and smiled but her eyes glistened fiercely.

"Thank you, Master Yoda."