Chapter 1: Death of the Jedi, Birth of the Huntsman

Hello everyone. Yeah It's me again, so I was working on my other chapters when I notice this in one of my old files. looking at it and remembering that I gave it up and am allowing another writer inherit the story, I thought to myself, "Hey, what if I remake this into a fanfiction story that is short but is Pre-Beacon era. Basically Jaune before he enters Beacon."

Yeah yeah, sounds corny, I know, but I decided to give it a try. Now I am not planning to go any farther than his introduction into Beacon, but I believe it'll be fun to watch Jaune grow up from that dorky/dense as hell knight to becoming the master of Soresu, and the literal term of Negotiator.

So far two Chapters are ready with three more well on the way, so sit back, relax, and read. No flames and ideas are appreciated.

Obi Wan Kenobi, Hero of the Clone Wars, Negotiator of the Jedi, Master of Soresu, and Father/Brother to the Chosen One known as Anakin Skywalker, watched as his oldest friend and fallen Jedi Knight walk towards him, with his radiant blood red lightsaber drawn. Obi Wan was in his fifties, but he looked, acted and felt much older. The aged Jedi Master felt that it was time. There was no more reason to flee anymore. Here he stood before his former apprentice, tired of war and longing for peace. Here he stood, waiting to die.

"I've been waiting for you, Obi-Wan," the Dark Lord, Darth Vader told him. "We meet again at last. The circle is now complete. When I left you I was but the learner. Now, I am the master!"

So like Anakin. He hadn't changed that much.

Obi Wan shook his head slightly. No. Anakin Skywalker had died, murdered himself along with the Jedi at the Temple. This thing was Darth Vader, all of Anakin removed, burned, destroyed…

"Only a master of evil, Darth!" Obi Wan said, full of resolve. And then it began. They were both older now, and the Jedi remembered the fury in their last duel – this was tame by comparison, two men swinging swords.

"Your powers are weak, old man," Darth Vader said. He brought his saber down on Obi Wan, who blocked the strike. The Jedi silently thanked the Force for Soresu.

"You cannot win, Darth," He said, while raising his blue saber to block another blow. "If you strike me down, I shall become more powerful than you can possibly imagine."

"You should not have come back," Darth said.

The Jedi knew it. He shouldn't have come here. There was no doubt that Darth Vader would wait for him.

Then Obi Wan saw Luke. raising his eyebrows and watching the youth for a moment, he smiled. He turned to Vader.

"Goodbye, Anakin."

He raised his blade in front of the Jedi's face and without hesitation, Vader swung.

In the instant before He let the Force claim his form, The Jedi thought of all his friends.

And then as the Sith's saber hit his robes...

Obi Wan Kenobi remember everything that he went through his life. All of the hardships, all of the happy times, and all of the times of sadness. He remembered coming to the Temple, The meeting of his master Qui Gon Jinn, the Battle between master and padawan against the Dark lord Maul, the years spend training Anakin, the Beginnings of the Clone Wars, the death of Duchess Satine, his love, and finally his climactic battle with Anakin, and his exile to Tatooine. Now he felt at peace….So why was he still conscious?

Wait a minute... He was dead.

The Jedi open his eyes.

Obi Wan am in a white room filled with odd devices. He lay on a bed with sheets as white as the room. Next to the Jedi was a strange device that's making an annoying beeping sound. The screen shows a green line that spikes at every beep,

Obi Wan calmed himself. Something was amiss, but he felt at ease. He attempted to reach out with the Force, feeling it swirling around him, as if it was waiting for him to wake up. He looked down at his body and saw a strange sight, he lost a lot of weight not to mention muscle. How long had he been out.

Before he could find a way to turn the beeping device before he had a headache, off the door opened. A young woman in her late thirties enters the room. She had long straight blonde hair and ocean-blue eyes. She wore a pair of blue leggings that he haven't seen before, a pair of black shoes, and a black sweater. When she looks in his direction, she went into a bawling mode. "Jaune! My baby, you're awake!" The woman then dashes towards the Jedi and gave him a hug. It would be a great reunion if not for a one things...

Who is this Jaune? Surely this woman mea-

Wait...is this a calling from the Force? Thinking back to his former master's teachings he remember one of his lessons was about how unpredictable the Living force was...perhaps this was one of them...

Thinking the best way to find out, Obi Wan decided to act like a son.

"Mom... What happened to me...?" He asked. His voice sounded lighter, more younger, but he was going to have to get used to it though

"You were outside. I told you not to, but then you thought it was a good idea to hold off a stray beowulf pup." The woman pulls back and looks at him with an anger in her eyes. "What were you thinking young man! When I said you couldn't play outside, I meant you could not play outside! Now look what happened. Nearly killed by Grimm. You are so lucky you are in the hospital. "

Obi-Wan then saw visions portraying him in a field holding a vibroblade-looking sword facing a black-furred beast that had what appeared to be a white and red mask on his face. Obi-Wan watched stunned as the child attacked, overconfident in his soon to be victory and seriously underestimating the beast's aggression. The boy was knocked down and thrown around, slamming into a tree. The vision became fuzzy, but the Jedi saw the beast lunging in to kill the boy.

Now knowing the boy was whose body his spirit had inherited, The Jedi realized that he was now given something no one had ever had-a new chance at life. The Jedi was still force-sensitive, still able to possibly wield a lightsaber, and still able to maintain his ability to live as a Jedi even when there were no other around astounded him. His thoughts however came to an end when he realized he was still in the angry presence of his new mother. Clearly his throat, he finally spoke. "My apologies mother... It won't happen again."

The woman raised an eyebrow and stared at him before sighing in resignation. "Good, now I need to get the doctor to see if your fit and able."

The woman made her way out the room to fetch a healer, Allowing Obi-Wan to slowly meditate on his surroundings. A few minutes later, however his mother returned with a middle age man in tow.

"Hello, Mr Arc." The old man greeted, helping the boy up to begin his check-up. "I hope you are feeling well. Fights between the Grimm and civilians are rare but deadly. I am grateful you are only slightly wounded."

Obi Wan nodded, allowing the doctor to pull up his arms and check his muscles. "Oh, I have had worse. Believe me, The Grimm are nothing compared to my family." He said, thinking of the many times Anakin, or his own padawan, Ahsoka would make him facepalm, hoping he wasn't receiving gray hair for their antics. Fortunately, his mother must have thought that he meant the entire Arc family, because she nodded. the old man continued to check the Jedi for further injuries though to the doctor's surprise, he was as healthy as if he took Bacta. "I'm amazed Mr. Arc, why just yesterday you showed no signs of recovering. But now, you're all recovered. That's odd, your aura isn't activated meaning you shouldn't have recovered as fast as you did, how is this possible?" The doctor wondered.

Again with the weird meaning...what is Aura? The boy decided the moment he rose, he would need a library.

"I don't know..." Obi Wan admitted. "Maybe it's best not to dwell on the subject. I am alive after all."

The doctor was surprised by him waving off the incredible recovery, but left it alone.

"Well this is nothing sort of a miracle! Once the doctor clear you we're going home!" The woman who was the mother began to cry.

"Mother, don't cry, I'm fine now!" He tried to cheer her up.

"I'm not sad Jaune, I'm so relieved that you're going to be alright!" The mom cries, tears flowing openly.

The Jedi turned boy slowly nodded and laid back down.

So much to understand. where to start...