Some of you will remember this story. It was my first fan fic, which I originally posted almost 10 years ago. I originally removed it because I thought it was a bit mediocre. So I'm going to try to clean it up a bit and repost it. If it's new for you, I hope you enjoy it.
Also, I wrote this before the Clone Wars cartoon series concluded. As we all know now, Ahsoka Tano never became a Jedi Knight, so bear with the fact that this story doesn't conform to present day Star Wars canon.
Now on to the show!
Chapter 1 – A warrior without a purpose
Jarvik Katarra gazed upon the night sky from his apartment balcony on Obroa Skai. He had been stationed at Obroa Skai since the start of the Clone War, his mission to protect the galactic library from sabotage by the separatists.
He had 5 garrisons of clone troopers at his beckoning, which in his opinion was overkill. He knew that the separatists had no intention of attacking the library, which was neutral and open to all who wished to access it. In his opinion, guarding it actually placed the library, and the entire world of Obroa Skai in danger as its neutrality was made suspect by the presence of Republic forces. The presence of 4 Jedi didn't help either: one Master, one (newly minted) Knight and two older Padawans helped put a great big bulls-eye on Obroa Skai. Jarvik Katarra should know, since he was the Jedi Master in charge of protecting the library world.
What was the council thinking of when they sent him on this pointless and seemingly never ending mission? He should have been out there engaging the Separatists, especially when there were neophytes out there fighting while he was stuck babysitting a library. He was well known as one of the most powerful Jedi warriors, and his skills rivaled those of Masters Yoda and Windu. But he knew the real reason for his exile. He had been too close and too loyal to his old Master Qui Gon Jinn, not to mention Qui Gon's Master, Count Dooku (at least until Dooku left the Jedi order). They didn't trust him, especially after they learned that he had been secretly studying ancient Sith Holocrons with Dooku. Now that Dooku was a Sith Lord, Master Katarra knew that he had lost all credibility with the Council, and perhaps with the entire Jedi Order, hence his non-mission.
And speaking of neophytes, just last month the council had sent the youngest Jedi Knight in the order's history to keep an eye on him, with two troubled Padawans along for the ride. The Padawans had been trouble makers at the Jedi Temple since they reached puberty, and under normal circumstances they would have been expelled from the order. But these were not ordinary times, with the first galactic civil war in thousands of years threatening to tear the galaxy apart, and to make matters worse the Sith were lurking once again the shadows.
So it came as no surprise that Jedi would try to salvage every Padawan they could. The number of Jedi that had been lost in the war was staggering. So he wasn't surprised that he was now the Temple's new garbage man. So be it. He would show them what he could do with "rejects". He would make sure that Nuvuti Seik and Sleedo Osma would be great Jedi Knights someday, even if they were undisciplined pranksters. He would take care of that.
What really bothered him was the choice of his babysitter: Ahsoka Tano. Ahsoka Tano, Anakin Skywalker's old Padawan, the youngest Jedi to ever to pass the trials and be conferred the rank of Knight, at the tender age of 16. While he sat rotting on Obroa Skai she had been involved in some of the most important missions in the War and was a well known hero, her face plastered all over the Holo-Net. They even had a nickname for her: The Teen Titan.
Jarvik knew that there was no point in crying over spilt milk. It was obvious that the war was winding down. Just last week Darth Tyranus died at Skywalker's hand's (perhaps the rumor that he was the Chosen One might be true). Still, how could Dooku ever have been seduced by the Dark Side? He had to have been perhaps the noblest Jedi ever. It made no sense. And he just heard that Obi Wan Kenobi, along with Commander Cody and his highly glorified 501st clone rangers had General Grievous cornered in one of the many sink pits that frequented the surface of Utapau. The Force be willing the war would soon end and he would have something to do more befitting someone of his abilities.
What concerned him was at that moment was the strange trembling he felt in the force. From studying the Sith Holocron many years ago he recognized the way the Sith shrouded their mark on the force. He knew that something was afoot, something evil and deadly. He tried to gaze into the future, but everything was dark and cloudy. The Sith were up to something.
At that moment his communicator chimed. It was Ahsoka and he could feel her concern and confusion through the force. "Master, you need to come down to the guard station. There is something you have to see". Her voice betrayed that she was very worried as well.
"I'll be right there Ahsoka" he replied.
'Oh well, the Sith are on the move. Something tells me that today won't be boring' he thought as he ran off to meet his second in command.
