All of the Jedi have died. There are two who are believed to still be alive, Yoda and Obi-Wan Kenobi . It has been five years since Obi-Wan's apprentice, Anakin Skywalker, has turned to the Dark Side. Obi-Wan has found suffrage on Tatooine , a promise he has made to Padmé Amidala. He must watch over the son of Anakin to make sure he does not follow in his father's footsteps. Any son of Skywalker will be strong in the Force, and his son will be needed to bring to evil Sith Lord down. But, can Obi-Wan teach again? A mysterious third survivor emerges and seeks guidance. Will Obi-Wan be able to put his fears aside and teach this young Padawan?
The sun began to rise in Tatooine. It would be another hot day for sure. Obi-Wan Kenobi sat beside a window in his small hut on the outskirts of the nearest town, beyond the Dune Sea. He watched the sun rise, he hadn't found much sleep lately. He hadn't found much peace either. Dreams haunted him at night, and visions during the day. Dreams and visions of his old apprentice, the one now known as Darth Vader, but Obi-Wan will always remember as Anakin Skywalker. He met Anakin right on this very planet, Tatooine, when he was just a boy, a slave. Fate had brought him on his journey, Fate brought him to the Jedi Council, and Fate led him down a dark path.
Obi-Wan was sent to Tatooine as a final favor for Padmé Amidala. He was to watch the son of Skywalker, to see him down the path of the light, not to follow his father. His father had no idea where his son was kept, but Obi-Wan knew Anakin, he would sought out for him, get him to join his side. That could not happen.
The life of a hermit was hard for him to grasp. He had been a Jedi Master, he fought in wars, he helped people. But now, he had to hide in fear of his life, help from a distance, not see any war, or do anything about Vader's antics. He felt completely helpless, but to show his true face and name would be a death sentence.
The Code of the Jedi is now legend. People have begun to lose faith in the return of their saviors, and the beliefs and life styles of the Jedi have been forgotten. Obi-Wan would now be going against the Code, his heart was full of anger and revenge. He felt betrayal and vengeance, above all else, he had felt something. A Jedi is not aloud to feel, not anger, not hate, all of that leads to the Dark Side, the path his former apprentice has taken. And, to Obi-Wan, falling to the Dark Side was worse than any death. But these feelings were inside him, flowing through his veins. They kept him up and night, and as much as he tried to control them, they still surfaced, and Obi-Wan liked them, he felt more alive.
Obi-Wan stumbled out of his hut as the sun began to rise higher. A speeder was to his left. He used it every now and again to go into town, get whatever it was he needed, and would go back. He would speed past the house where Anakin's son, Luke, was staying. He would never be welcomed into it, but he never doubted once that this boy would be brought to him, and told the real truth of his past, and what he must do with his future. He had felt a huge responsibility for the separation of these twins, and why the son of Skywalker would have to be kept in hiding, while Obi-Wan watched from a distance until he was ready. He sensed the Force in Luke, he felt it to be strong. He knew that this would bring another balance to the Force, he was the only one who could take down the Dark Lord and restore order and peace in the galaxy. This would be the man to bring back the Jedi Order.
In his heart, Obi-Wan believed this to be true, but even his heart told him that order and peace would not come so quickly. He had hoped that in his lifetime he would be able to see the Council restored, but he was not so hopeful. With his limited access to the boy, he would have to wait until the child was much older, old enough to walk through Tatooine alone, and by that time, he'd be nearing sixty. Much to old for a man to wander through space and fight off Dark Lords. That battle would be beyond him at that point, he would only be able to offer support, a role he wasn't sure he want to take an this point. He wanted full action in the destruction of Vader, he wanted Vader to suffer as he had been.
Obi-Wan put his hands on his hips and looked down into the nearest town. He still held his lightsaber close. The metal hilt was still cold from being inside and felt good against his warm hand. He never thought, for one second, about retiring his weapon. All that he had known and felt was in that weapon. He had built it with his own two hands, his sweat was in that weapon. What once was the Jedi Council was in that weapon, and to destroy it, or place it on some shelf to collect dust was simply out of the question. Many Jedi had just died defending in all that they had believed, to throw his weapon aside would be disrespectful to all the Jedi who had fallen.
In recent days, Obi-Wan had felt a strong presence of the Force, and it had not come from where Anakin's son had been. Something else had come to Tatooine. Cloaked, he would travel into near by towns in search of this strange feeling. But, where ever it was coming from, it was able to mask itself well. He had been unable to find the source, and the more he felt it and was unable to locate it, the more he grew impatient, and scared. What if Anakin had come back? What if he knew his son was here all along? Impossible, the Force blinded Anakin as much as it did help him. Such information was known to very few people, trusted people. Anakin could never know.
This morning, Obi-Wan felt this presence at it's strongest. He had one hand on his lightsaber, expecting the worst. He slowly and quietly unhooked it from it's case and brought it in front of him. Whatever it was, it was close, very close. He even began to control his breathing. Slow, deep breathes every few minutes.
In one swift movement, he turned around and clicked on his lightsaber. The weapon made a soft humming noise and a soft blue light laminated from it. Before him was not Anakin, not any evil he had ever seen, but a girl, a young girl. She was in Jedi robes, her pants and shirt were tan and her robe was dark brown, the hood was over her head. Pieces of her black hair swayed with the light wind under the hood, and he could see bright green eyes peeking out. But another Jedi? Impossible.
Obi-Wan dropped his lightsaber and his side and then turned it off. The girl said nothing, but stood before him. He found no words to describe how he was feeling, another Jedi was still left. Part of him still felt a bit of warning, someone else had survived, and he had not known. Was she a spy for Vader, or was she a real Jedi?