A New Teacher
Summary: When the Council refuses to train Anakin after Naboo, and sends him back to Tatooine, but the force and different plans and a new teacher.
Chapter 1: The forgotten Jedi
Time is a river that flows in only one direction. Time goes on no matter what happens. The Force is impartial and it has no favorites, or does it? The man in black thought. He stood at 1.75 meters, and you can see something different in his eyes. There is sadness in his brown eyes, burdened with the thought that he has seen too much over the course of his life. His hair while it was brown once is now white with age. He is no longer the young man who fought valiantly in countless battles and who fought for the Republic. He is old now and feels the effects of all those battles catching up with him. However his work is not yet done, for there is it is he has been born. He has waited for this baby's birth for countless years.
He stops and thinks back over the things he has seen over the course of his life. He remembers how he felt when his father died, he never knew his father personally, but he had heard of him, the things that he did who he was and how he died. As he looked back he felt regret that he never had know who his father was, oh yes he knew of his accomplishments and of the atrocities he committed but what was he truly like. He watched as the Mandalorians invaded the Republic space, yet the Jedi did nothing. Just one more failure the Jedi have on their heads. He remembers watching as the True Sith under Vitiate and the sacking of Coruscant. He saw the Battle of Ruusan where the Jedi naively believed that they had defeated the Sith once and for all. They were naïve and foolish, but he was not he knew that as long as the Jedi Order exist in the manner it does now it the Sith would always be there to attack and destroy. He thought about the of the Jedi Council now Yoda respect and revered for his wisdom and knowledge after 900 years of life, but in reality he feared change, but Yoda would never admit to his fear because "fear leads to the darkside." Mace Windu was skilled and powerful for a force user of this time period, not that they could compete with those from his time, and Windu was arrogant and proud, he so certain of the Jedi's ability to read the force that he failed to see the darkness growing. Who could forget Ki-Adi-Mundi who was the father of 7 children yet refused to be the father that they needed.
He was not like them. He was not blind to the growing darkness. He had known from the moment Darth Bane discovered the teachings of Darth Revan that this was going to come. The Sith never died and now they were going to last revel themselves to the Jedi. The prophecy was coming together just as it had been foretold. He had never been one for prophecy, much less spend thousands of years in meditation so that he would be able to help the Chosen One walk the path he was destined to walk, but he believed in his visions. He had foreseen much and now here he was sitting in this same cave he had occupied for all this time. He knew that his body would not last much longer in his current state, but he knew that when the Chosen One came to him he must be ready to instruct in the ways of the force. He would not teach him the ways of the light as he was nor would he teach him the way of the darkness as he had also practiced, but he saw the force as it truly was a mixture of both light and darkness. The Jedi believe that they had all the answers, but then so did the Sith so he would not hold that against the Jedi.
However, the force did. The force was angry, very angry. It had not been this angry since the battle of Ruusan when it allowed the Sith to be almost wiped out. The difference was now it was angry at the Jedi, because it had been given a time of peace, yet they did not move forward in their understanding of the force, but remained where they were. He knew that if the Jedi did not change their ways the force would allow them to be destroyed. He held no love for the Jedi or the Republic after what they did to him, but he was afraid of what the Sith would do to the Galaxy if they were in power. That is too much power for one man, he thought, and to think I was once naïve enough to believe I was the man who should rule the galaxy. The Jedi would not listen to him, for they would cast because he still had darkness in him.
So he would wait, and bide his time. The Chosen One was born and he would come to him when the time was right, and he would teach all that he knew. He was considered to be the most powerful force user of his time, and he knew that even now he was powerful than half the council put together. However that was not all that he knew, was a master strategist and could win battles even if the odds were completely against him. He would teach the Chosen One what he himself had learned that you do not need to align yourself with the Jedi or Sith in order to change the galaxy. The irony of one matter caused a smile to cross his face. Emperor Vitiate and Darth Plagueis had both sought the immortality had learned to manipulate the midi-chlorians, but they never learned his secret. If they had they would have gained the immortality they sought. The truth that only he learned and that he would teach his new appetence when he came. So he would wait until this Anakin Skywalker came to him to learn the ways of the force and then he would not fail in his duty. He was Revan and he never did.