"I promised Qui- Gon that I would train the boy!" Obi-Wan protested again. "I promised I would." He added, glaring at Yoda who was seated in front of him.
"The Council decided another, more capable, Jedi Knight would train the boy." Mace Windu said from his seat. Obi- Wan glanced at the Master and glared at him too before turning his attention to the small, green Jedi in front of him.
"But Master! I know the boy and the boy knows me! We have been through enough together!" Obi-Wan tried again. Yoda looked straight into Obi- Wan's eyes. Obi-Wan struggled to keep eye contact as the Jedi Master's eyes bore into his.
Suddenly, they were distracted by someone walking into the Council Chambers.
"You requested my presence Master Yoda and Council." A crisp female voice said from behind Obi-Wan. Obi stood up, his legs cramped from bowing for the last ten minutes. He turned around to find the person who had spoken.
She was wearing a skin tight body suit that molded around her. She had long, slender legs and wore brown boots. She had a black and red cape that went down to her ankles. Her hair was cropped short and jet black. A scar went across her lips and another was carved as a circle on her face. Her lightsaber was clipped onto a black belt that nearly blended in with her suit.
Her face gave no expression away. She was standing straight with her legs apart, in a defense stance, and her arms behind her back. Obi-Wan briefly wondered who she was.
"Ah, yes, Jedi Knight Nimus." Jedi Master Kit Fitso said.
The female's electric blue eyes looked as if they danced when she looked at Kit Fitso before returning her gaze to Yoda.
"Please, call me Scar." She said once again, in her crisp voice. Her eyes appeared to dance like fire as she examined the Council.
"As you have told me again and again. Scar this is the recently Knighted Obi-Wan Kenobi." Kit Fitso said, gesturing toward Obi-Wan. Obi- Wan blushed and looked down at the mention of his recent Knighting. He felt Scar's electric blue eyes fall on him.
She didn't say anything to Obi-Wan or introduce herself but turned her attention back to the Council.
"I assume my presence was requested for something other than meeting a new Jedi Knight?" She asked, her crisp voice breaking the silence again. It didn't sound rude, merely that she thought there was something else. Obi-Wan sheepishly looked up and glanced at Yoda, then back at the mysterious woman.
This time it was the green Jedi Master himself that answered. "Yes. Something to ask of you, we have." Yoda replied, seemingly unfazed by this woman.
"Explain Obi-Wan perhaps you will?" Yoda asked Obi-Wan. Once again everyone's eyes were on Obi-Wan, the insignificant Jedi Knight.
"Explain what, Master Yoda?" Obi asked in a nervous voice. His voice trembled as everyone watched him.
"The mess with Anakin and Qui-Gon, explain." Yoda said, his voice softening. Then Obi-Wan remember the whole reason he was here in the first place. He remembered the boy from the desert planet, he remembered the Sith that had slain his Master, he remembered the Council's refusal. He nodded and took a deep breath. He felt the woman, "Scar," glance at Yoda, then back at him.
"What happened to dear, old Qui- Gon?" She asked, her voice too softening. Obi-Wan looked up curiously to see "Scar," looking fondly at Yoda. Had she knew his Master too?
"What mess has he gotten himself into this time?" She asked, her eyes dancing around as she watched the Council members. Obi-Wan wondered who would explain to her. But instead of Yoda telling her, Kit looked at him.
"Obi- Wan?" Kit asked softly, his face remaining neutral. "Scar," looked at him with concern in her eyes. She wanted to know what had happened to her friend. She wanted to know if her friend was all right. How would she react if she found out?
"We were on Tatooine, getting parts for the ship before we could continue on our mission to get the Queen to Naboo. We had gotten the parts and were just waiting for Qui-Gon to return. A Sith appeared." Obi-Wan said, trying desperately to keep his voice steady.
The woman's face grew rigid when she heard of the Sith. Obi wondered if she had guessed already.
"Qui-Gon escaped- narrowly." Obi-Wan said cautiously. The woman relaxed a little but bit her bottom lip when Obi-Wan continued.
"Later, at the palace on Naboo, we encountered the Sith again. This time I was trapped in the service corridor while Qui-Gon battle the Sith in the melting pit. I was too late- the Sith put his blade through Qui-Gon. I then battled the Sith, killing him before I got to Qui-Gon." There was a catch in his voice as he said the last part. "But I was too late. He told him to train the boy. He's joined the force." Obi-Wan said, struggling to keep his voice steady.
"No!" Roared the mysterious woman. "No! This cannot be true! There must be a mistake!" She arms fell to her side as her dancing eyes watched the Council.
"Tomorrow, the funeral is." Yoda said, in a whisper. The woman was wild, shaking her head fiercely.
"No! He is not gone! He is still here!" She roared again, glancing at Obi-Wan then back at Yoda. Yoda shook his head silently, in his own bid to calm the wild woman.
"Where is the blasted Sith who did this! I'll kill him! I'll kill every one of them!" She bellowed. Obi-Wan tried to steady his voice before he spoke.
"I already did." He said, chancing a glance at her. She glared at him, as if daring to challenge her again, as if daring him to prove her wrong again.
"One more thing, there is." Yoda said, his voice strong once more. He didn't even need to signal for Windu to continue.
"There is one problem. A boy. Qui-Gon believes this boy to be the one to fulfill the prophecy. The Chosen One. But the Council fells young Obi-Wan is too inexperienced to start training a Padawan of his own." Mace Windu said, watching the crazed woman. Suddenly it hit Obi-Wan. He realized what the woman was here for. She was the more capable Jedi Knight the Council had been talking about. They wanted this woman to train the boy that was supposed to be the Chosen One.
She realized it too, at the once time as Obi-Wan. Her eyes started dancing again and several times her gaze landed on Obi-Wan.
"You want me to train a Youngling after telling me my good friend is dead! You expect me to accept a Padawan when I, and most of the Order, are grieving? Well, it's not going to happen!" She cried, glaring at the Council. She was right; most of the Order was grieving.
"It was his dying wish to have the boy trained." Obi-Wan whispered to himself, never intending this woman to hear it.
"His dying wish." She mused. Obi-Wan looked up right away as he heard his words, repeated. He hadn't wished for her to hear them. She looked at the Council again.
"Is this so?" She asked. Yoda glanced at Mace Windu, then at Kit Fitso. Kit nodded.
"It is so." He said, sighing. She glanced at Obi-Wan again.
"I will do it then. If it was my good friend's dying wish, I will fulfill that wish." She said, firmly and fiercely. The Council sighed appreciatively.
"Glad to hear it, we are." Yoda said, standing. The woman, "Scar,", was nearly 3 times bigger than Yoda.
"Council meeting dismissed." Mace Windu said. The Council sighed. One by one 11 of the 12 members left, either for classes, waiting Padawans or relaxation. Only Yoda stayed behind.
"In order, a proper greeting is." He said, walking over to the woman who bowed. Yoda bowed slightly at the waist. "It's good to see you again Master Yoda, even under these grave circumstances." She said. Obi-Wan was a bit confused, was this the same wild woman he had seen only minutes before.
She turned to Obi-Wan who was standing to the side. Her eyes were apologetic as she walked over to him. Yoda followed. Once the woman was standing in front of Obi-Wan she bowed. Obi-Wan followed suit, bowing to both the Jedi Knight and the Jedi Master.
The woman stuck out her hand once they had all straightened up. Obi-Wan shook it, her hold firm and tough.
"I am sorry we were not properly introduced before. I am Scar. And you are Obi-Wan Kenobi, Qui-Gon's Padawan." She said. It wasn't a question. Obi-Wan nodded.
"It is pleasant meeting you. I am sorry you were there when the Sith came." She said. Obi-Wan thanked Scar sheepishly and starting staring at his feet, not knowing how to tell her he didn't know who she was.
"Well, it's a pleasure to meet you Obi-Wan." She said, nodding. She turned to Yoda.
"May the Force be with you both." She said, grasping Yoda's hands in her own and caressing them. She bowed again once to Yoda another time to Obi-Wan, then continued out of the chamber with her cape swirling around her ankles, leaving Obi-Wan and Yoda alone.