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((I lay no claim to the Star Wars world, just an enjoyment in the worlds that George Lucus created. This story follows the adventures of Skye Organa within the RPG.))

Chapter 01 Strange Happenings...

Skye Organa looked pale as she made her way into the cantina and over to the bar. Ordering a Corellian ale she headed over to a dimly lit corner and sat down, staring into her drink. How did she manage that? She'd never done anything like it before. Her mind went back over the events, running through what had happened.

Skye had been standing just outside a supply shop after completing the business transactions that had brought her to Telos, when a speeder flew past hitting a canine as it went. Being soft of heart when it came to animals, Skye had quickly raced over to the poor creature and had checked over it's injuries. Moving it back from the roadside she had examined it. One hand going over the canine's heart, the other stroking it to keep it calm. It's heartbeat had been very erratic and she feared that it wouldn't make it – that it would die.

Kneeling close to it she lowering her head, tears escaping her eyes as she 'willed' it's heartbeat to return to normal, her hand still over it's heart. Her other hand continued to stroke the canine to comfort it in it's last moments. The canine's head raised slightly so it could look at Skye and it let out a strange sounding bark. She looked back at it amazed as she felt it's heartbeat getting stronger and couldn't believe her eyes when it got to it's feet and licked her face. With another bark it wandered off and down a side street only limping slightly.

Downing her drink she signalled the droid waiter for another. She was having trouble believing that she had somehow kept the canine alive – she had been certain that it would die. She was suddenly startled out of her reverie by someone standing next to her table.

"Mind if I join you?" a gentle voice asked.

Nodding her head affirmative, she indicates the empty chair opposite. As the stranger sat down she got a chance to observe him. He was dressed in a plain brown robe and had what looked to be a lightsaber clipped to his belt. The droid waiter came back with her drink, the stranger, waiting until it had gone before speaking once more.

"I saw what you did outside with the canine. That was a very kind thing." Then looking closer at her he asked "Do you know what you did?"

Feeling a strange sensation come over her and with shock evident on her face Skye looked upon the stranger "No, I have no idea what happened out there. I just willed it to live... and it did. How could that happen?"

"It is a Jedi trait. Let me ask you something. If you had the opportunity to develop your gift, would you take it?"

"What gift?" she asked him, very puzzled.

"I feel that you have the gift of the Force. It is very strong within you. If you are interested I will send you the co-ordinates of where you can go to train." Seeing her nod he got up to leave. "I will send an encrypted message to your ship – the Star Dancer . It will tell you where to go." With that he headed away from her, quickly disappearing in the throng of patrons in the crowded bar.