Hi! This is my first Star Wars Fic, and since that is so I'm probably going to have a few new readers so let me tell you a few things. One, all my stories start with an intro like this so I can ramble longer than a few characters the summary gives me to explain. I'm also an aspiring animator so my fics are very story driven so no worries, the story is better then it sounds like right now. Lastly, I have been a Star Wars fan since I started watching Rebels when it began, but have no fear, I've watched every movie, every clone wars episode, read every book, and read up on comics to know what's legend and canon and to know what to write about and what not to write about.

I like to give a profile of my character in the intro but I'm going to let the story take care of that. And I used to always stick to canon, but after I introduced this idea to my friends and received good comments, I'm going to learn to diverge out of it. Mainly because I'm a huge Depa fan and I'm in denial reading the Kanan comics. I know this isn't all about the Rebels, but I can't find a category to put this story under that relates to Depa. And She's mentioned in the show more then in the movies so i'll just put it here for now.

The story will switch between two characters point of view, Depa and my OC Demira. I'm also using a song to give the story more feeling and emotion. The song is actually what I based the story title. It's a called Waiting and song by The Morning Of. You should check them out they're pretty good.

To give you interested readers a look into what the story will hold, I'm going to give an excerpt that I wrote ahead because I couldn't wait to write it. Also hayamika helped me come up with the idea, just so you know.

The force whipped around like tornado, making the wind spin hard around me, picking up loose leaves and bark from the leaves and tearing up pieces of grass from the ground. I continued to stay kneeled down on the ground, my eyes darting around at the chaos I was causing around me.

How could this be happening? Why couldn't I control the force the way I used to? Why did every single thought that lead to my past be a trigger to utter destruction? I tried to remember the happier memories. Training alongside my sister, learning under mace Windu, teaching my own padawan. Caleb Dume, Caleb, I'm so sorry...

"Depa!" Someone cried out behind me.

I looked back and saw Demira. The young girl was on the ground on all fours as well, but she was crawling towards me like she does when she tries to stalk and pounce on me. Yet it did not seem Demira was in the mood to be stealthy and play. Her eyes were half closed, trying to keep the dust that the force around us made fly in the wind. In all this chaos, I could see the determination in her eyes to get to me. "Depa! Please stop this! Let me help you!"

In fear for her safety, I called back to her, "Demira! Go back to your village! Go and get away from me!"

"No, I'm not leaving you alone!"

"I'm dangerous, Demira!"

"No you're not! Not to me! You're my friend, Depa! Probably the only true friend I have! Besides you're not the only one..." She faltered.

"Only one what?" I yelled.

Demira looked at her hand and then looked at me. "I…."

What is going on!? Well, you'll have to read the story to get it, even if it is obvious to some. I'll start updating within the next two weeks. Keep your eyes open for this. I'm KikaKatTIOI, peace out!