JANE KENOBI

Corasant, nine years before the Phantom Menace, the Jedi Temple.....

It was winter on Corasant, but the blanket of snow on the ground did not stop life at all.
Yoda stood in front of Qui-gon Jinn who held a small infant in his arms. The infant only days old
was strong in the force, strong indeed. The infant was only know by its last name Kenobi.
Qui-gon and his padawan Obi-won had found it on the boy's home planet, in his parent's burning
house. Now Qui-gon stood before the Jedi Council to plead for the child's life.

"Why do you concern yourself with her well being?" Wace asked.

"I had a vision when I first saw her. If she dies darkness will fill the Galaxy, and yet if she
lives the Republic will fall, but she shall bring forth from her womb one who shall fight the
darkness." Qui-gon said.

"Has she a name?" Yoda asked.

"I delivered her from her dead mother's body." Qui-gon said.

Yoda nodded knowingly. He began to pace again. The force was telling him he needed to
take this homeless infant as his padawan. He stopped abruptly and looked up at Qui-gon.

"My padawan, this girl shall be. Raise her I shall. Protect her." Yoda said, "The Kenobi
line is strong in the force."

The other council members looked at him in surprise. Yoda had said that he would never
take another Padawan. He was too old. Qui-gon smiled as he placed the small child in Yoda's
small arms.

"Jane, shall be your name little one." Yoda said.