Title: The Chosen One
Author: Jonathan Evans
Author email: noggins@ic24.net
Summary: Anakin isn't the Chosen One - Guess who is...
Disclaimer: George Lucas owns everything and I'm not making any money off of this nor do I intend to (I'd like to but that's not the point). You can distribute this freely provided that it's complete with this disclaimer and give the writer credit where credit's due.
THE CHOSEN ONE
By Jonathan Evans
Qui-Gon Jinn ran through the dense forest of Naboo with all
his might. His legs were slowly beginning to tire as he had to
avoid the blasts from the Trade Federation AATs and MMTs and
TTFNs. He realised he couldn't outrun them for much longer.
Just ahead of him a creature blocked his path.
Oh shit he thought as he collided with it and the heavy
armoured vehicles hovered over them.
Qui-Gon got up and looked at the creature. What the HELL
is that thing???? he pondered as he glanced over the goofy
looking thing. Proves there no intelligent life here...
Suddenly, something hit them. He sensed the Force was strong
near him. He looked at the creature again. It had the most
amazing aurra around it yet it didn't understand.
"Mesa Jar Jar Binks! Mesa yous humble servant!" it called out,
hugging Qui-Gon.
"Um, get off me..." he muttered, pushing Jar Jar away. "Where
are you from?"
"Mesa from Gungah City but mesa bin banished."
Two STAPs were flying through the air, chasing after Obi-Wan,
Qui-Gon's apprentice. A blast hit the young Jedi and he
went flying through the air and landed in a smoking heap.
"What wasa that?" Jar Jar asked.
"Ah, don't worry," Qui-Gon smiled. "We have some talking to
do..." He put his arm around Jar Jar.
* * * * * * * *
After the whole fiasco with Queen what's-her-name and having
to crash on Tatooine where some kid kept pestering him about
podracing (which sadly ended with the poor boy ending up in a
million pieces as his racer crashed into a wall) they finally
managed to get to Coruscant where Jar Jar was brought before
the Council.
"The Chosen One you say?" Yoda asked.
"Yup, he may not look like much but he has the highest number
of midi-chlorians I've ever seen in a life form?"
"You mean it really is a life form?" Mace Windu said gazing
at Binks. "Not some cleverly animated yet annoying CG puppet
with racist tendancies?"
Qui-Gon began to worry. Jar Jar did seem to fit all those
categories. Oh shit! he thought. It's gonna take a helluva
lot of bullshit to bluff my way out of this one...
"Yes, he may look like that but actually he's a most powerful
Jedi," the Jedi Master smiled through gritted teeth. "If you
let me train I will..."
"Train him you cannot..." Yoda replied.
"I'll take him as my padawan learner!"
"An apprentice you already have?"
"Do I?" Qui-Gon suddenly remembered Obi-Wan. "Oh yeah. I
forgot. He had an unfortunate accident on... um... that
planet we were sent to..."
"Naboo."
"That's the one."
"So he's dead?"
"I'm not exactly sure."
"What do you mean 'you're not exaclty sure'?"
"Well, he was on fire and flew through the air. That could
mean anything..."
"So he's dead?"
"Weeeell..."
"So. He's. Dead?"
"Um, yeah."
"Oh, okay. Jar Jar can be your padawan learner."
The Gungan jumped into the air. "Mesa gunna be a Jedi!!!" He
landed again and thought things over. "What'sa Jedi?"
* * * * * * * *
And so Qui-Gon Jinn began to train his new apprentice, little
knowing how the future would turn out with the dawn of the
Dark Times and the birth of Darth Gungan.......
END.... KINDA....
NOTE: This was just a strange, perhaps stupid (and definately badly written) fic I felt like knocking up since I need a break from the Republic Saga for a while. When reviewing... please be as humane was possible :)
Author: Jonathan Evans
Author email: noggins@ic24.net
Summary: Anakin isn't the Chosen One - Guess who is...
Disclaimer: George Lucas owns everything and I'm not making any money off of this nor do I intend to (I'd like to but that's not the point). You can distribute this freely provided that it's complete with this disclaimer and give the writer credit where credit's due.
THE CHOSEN ONE
By Jonathan Evans
Qui-Gon Jinn ran through the dense forest of Naboo with all
his might. His legs were slowly beginning to tire as he had to
avoid the blasts from the Trade Federation AATs and MMTs and
TTFNs. He realised he couldn't outrun them for much longer.
Just ahead of him a creature blocked his path.
Oh shit he thought as he collided with it and the heavy
armoured vehicles hovered over them.
Qui-Gon got up and looked at the creature. What the HELL
is that thing???? he pondered as he glanced over the goofy
looking thing. Proves there no intelligent life here...
Suddenly, something hit them. He sensed the Force was strong
near him. He looked at the creature again. It had the most
amazing aurra around it yet it didn't understand.
"Mesa Jar Jar Binks! Mesa yous humble servant!" it called out,
hugging Qui-Gon.
"Um, get off me..." he muttered, pushing Jar Jar away. "Where
are you from?"
"Mesa from Gungah City but mesa bin banished."
Two STAPs were flying through the air, chasing after Obi-Wan,
Qui-Gon's apprentice. A blast hit the young Jedi and he
went flying through the air and landed in a smoking heap.
"What wasa that?" Jar Jar asked.
"Ah, don't worry," Qui-Gon smiled. "We have some talking to
do..." He put his arm around Jar Jar.
* * * * * * * *
After the whole fiasco with Queen what's-her-name and having
to crash on Tatooine where some kid kept pestering him about
podracing (which sadly ended with the poor boy ending up in a
million pieces as his racer crashed into a wall) they finally
managed to get to Coruscant where Jar Jar was brought before
the Council.
"The Chosen One you say?" Yoda asked.
"Yup, he may not look like much but he has the highest number
of midi-chlorians I've ever seen in a life form?"
"You mean it really is a life form?" Mace Windu said gazing
at Binks. "Not some cleverly animated yet annoying CG puppet
with racist tendancies?"
Qui-Gon began to worry. Jar Jar did seem to fit all those
categories. Oh shit! he thought. It's gonna take a helluva
lot of bullshit to bluff my way out of this one...
"Yes, he may look like that but actually he's a most powerful
Jedi," the Jedi Master smiled through gritted teeth. "If you
let me train I will..."
"Train him you cannot..." Yoda replied.
"I'll take him as my padawan learner!"
"An apprentice you already have?"
"Do I?" Qui-Gon suddenly remembered Obi-Wan. "Oh yeah. I
forgot. He had an unfortunate accident on... um... that
planet we were sent to..."
"Naboo."
"That's the one."
"So he's dead?"
"I'm not exactly sure."
"What do you mean 'you're not exaclty sure'?"
"Well, he was on fire and flew through the air. That could
mean anything..."
"So he's dead?"
"Weeeell..."
"So. He's. Dead?"
"Um, yeah."
"Oh, okay. Jar Jar can be your padawan learner."
The Gungan jumped into the air. "Mesa gunna be a Jedi!!!" He
landed again and thought things over. "What'sa Jedi?"
* * * * * * * *
And so Qui-Gon Jinn began to train his new apprentice, little
knowing how the future would turn out with the dawn of the
Dark Times and the birth of Darth Gungan.......
END.... KINDA....
NOTE: This was just a strange, perhaps stupid (and definately badly written) fic I felt like knocking up since I need a break from the Republic Saga for a while. When reviewing... please be as humane was possible :)