The New Generation of Jedi Knight
By: Maddi Wan
Disclaimer: I do not own the Star Wars characters but I did create Jaime, Canon and all of their friends.
Summary: The events of RotS and further never occurred. Anakin never fell in love with Padme and struck down Darth Sidious to save Mace Windu. Now follow him and Obi Wan as they face their greatest struggle yet, raising the newest generation of Knights.
Today was open day for all of the initiates of the Jedi temple. Today was the day they were expected to showcase all they have learnt in their time studying with the Jedi, in hope of being asked to become a Padawan learner by one of the onlooking Knights or Masters.
But for a small group of friends sitting up the back of the stands, today meant more than to most. They were the oldest of the horde of younglings, and none had been selected as a Padawan learner yet.
"Do you think it will happen today?" asked a tall Correlian boy, named Canon Midd. He was the oldest out of the group, with dark brown hair and bronze skin; he was sturdily built and renowned for his strength with a Lightsabre.
A short Human girl from Alderaan, smiled at him and winked, "They have too. Could you imagine the Jedi order with out the soon to be great and famous Masters Midd, Wit, Wat and Steele? They're lost without us."
The last two members of the group, a small Vorzydiak boy named Nax Wit and a tall Wookie named Wattaguppi or Watt for short, laughed.
Canon grinned and shrugged at his friends, "It's true. All the Masters are so stuffy."
"We can we train em," grinned Nax, leaning against the wall behind them.
The rest of the group leaned back and relaxed waiting for their turn in the demonstration, until Jaime realised two figures sneaking in the back door and ran under the stands.
"Who was that?" she asked, looking at her friends, who had also followed the figures.
"Dunno. They're too big to be Padawan's, they must be-"
"Maybe we were wrong about the Masters being boring," muttered Watt.
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"What's wrong with this picture?" grumbled Jedi Master Obi Wan Kenobi, as he and his friend, fellow Master Anakin Skywalker, knelt underneath the grand stands of the duelling arena.
Anakin grinned at his Master and whispered, "Oh come on. It was a great race."
Obi Wan smiled back and shrugged, "This is true."
The two were expected at the demonstration by Master Yoda, but were late, because they stayed in Anakin's apartment to watch the end of the Podrace on Holonet.
"By the way, you owe me twenty credits," grinned Anakin, standing up and trotting over to the side of the stands. Obi Wan jogged over also.
"I do not. Anakin, you know as well as I do, that Lander Fa would have won the race, if it weren't for that cheat, Xylene," hissed Obi Wan, forcing jumping up too the railing.
Anakin joined him, "Master, I established the fact that Podracing doesn't have any rules, years ago," he sighed exasperatedly. "So how pray tell, did Xylene cheat if there is no rules?
"How is running your blasted opponent off the cliff, alright?" moaned Obi Wan, digging into his cloak to get the credits.
"It's like what I said before, thankyou. There-are-no-rules," beamed Anakin, stashing the quickest twenty credits he had ever made into his tunic pocket.
"I pity the child who becomes your padawan," mumbled Obi Wan, leaning back against the wall.
Anakin grinned and said, "I pity them too. I might subconsciously become like you. "Grumpy."
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Mace Windu focused his attention back to the two figures, fighting in the middle of the room and murmured, "Obi Wan and Anakin have finally arrived."
The small, green figure sitting next to him smiled to himself and said, "See that, I can. Never on time, those two are."
"Tell me about it, I'm the one who's stuck arranging council meetings."
The two High Masters sat, watching the intense duel, until a question came to Mace. "Master, why did you ask them to come here today? Neither seems to interested in taking on Padawan's."
"True, this is. However, Meditated, I have, and feel they should be here, I do," he said, nodding to himself a little.
Mace grinned and turned to the little being, "Did the force elaborate on who they should be here for? A certain, Jaime Steele and Cannon Midd perhaps?"
"Feel these are the two, I do."
Mace nodded and turned back to the fight, muttering, "That Jaime Steele painfully resembles Qui Gon Jinn."
I want to write this story, but I won't unless I know people a reading, and there is one way to tell me that. Is it too
.a) just read and then go back to the story page? NO
.b) read and hope others will review for you? NO
.c) Read and review? Ding Ding Ding, we have a winner.
So PLEASE R&R. Thanks Maddi.