Summary: This story is about how Obi-Wan Kenobi came into the world. Basicly it is about two Jedi who defied tradition and embraced the most deadly feeling of affection. Love. Come and read the tale of forbidden desires.
Warnings: Even though I am big on having violence in my stories, this one does not have it to a great extent. Though there is a chapter where the sexuality is very graphic. When it comes to that part the rating on the story will obviously change. Swearing is nothing to worry about, though there might be a few words here or there. Nothing big. Any problems, just email me.
Authors notes: I do not own any of the characters that are from the movie; such as QuiGon, Mace Windu, Adia Gala, and such. People that have never been seen before were made up from my own mental world. Again I say, if there are any problems containing my fic then don't hesitate to make your thoughts known. I am a big girl and am up for critisisum. I truly hope you enjoy this fic as much as I did wirting it!
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Walking down the long, elegant halls of the Jedi Temple, was a wandering figure. Dark brown optics swung to the window which stretched down the never-ending hall. Coruscant seemed so peacful as the morning rays of sun beamed down upon the metal buildings. They shinned with billiance as Airspeeders, and the like zipped past. There was the occasional driver who yelled out in anger as he felt he had been wronged, but the padawan did not take any thought of it, nor could she hear it. Though it had its downfalls, this planet was her home and it would forever remain in her heart. It was all she knew; the jedi order was all she knew.
Yunda was on the training floor and just down the hall was the various rooms where the students would be tested or practice their skills with the saber. This was an area which she did not venture down very often. The light saber was not what you would call her gracful or skilled practice. It was her weak spot. The written tests and manipulation with the mind was where she was strong, but the physical endurance was her downfall.
The sound of boots clicking upon the marble floors took over the silence of the halls. Yunda snapped back into reality, head bobbing for a moment. She often went off into her own little world; a habbit that Master Corran was determind to get rid of. The constant lectures were wearing thin on her but he was her master and the elders taught the students to show respect and humility. That was not hard for this padawan, it was just that the lessons could be so drab at times. The flight simulators and missions seemed so much more fun, but then she could picture her master's face and hear exactly what he would say to her. 'One must learn to walk before he can run, learn to crawl before he can walk,' seemed to be a saying which Mastor Corran loved to ring out from his Zabrakian lips.
She went to turn her eyes back to the life which was going on outside, but the clash of energy smashing against another made her ears perk up and lips press together. Someone was in the training room. As she journied over to the other side of the hall. There was a large window beside the door to the training room. Bitting down on her bottom lip, her dark eyes took in every movement which the padawan and his master made. They seemed to be engulfed in a rythmic dance! She just had to get a closer look!
Walking upto the door, there was a gush noise as it opened. She walked through and stood upon the platform, elbows leaning upon the bar which held students back from the training floor. In her heart she evivied the the boy with his skills and lightning agility. If only she could please Master Corran with those moves! He certainly would be convinced that he had not chosen wrong in his choice of a padawan learner.
The battle was not intense but it still had a strategic atmosphere. Finally the master waved his hand upward as a sign for the training to come to a halt. The padawan bowed low to his master once the saber was off and put away. Yunda was very impressed and gave a light smile to the master as he left.
Her gaze lingered for a moment longer on the padawan who was breathing in deep. She clapped her hands. Two green eyes gazed up in her direction with a smug smile upon the face of the boy. "Did you enjoy yourself?"
Nodding her head, she stood up stright. "Your amazing!"
"Not really."
"Well, a lot better then me."
"Really..." His smile crinkled into a grin. "Come down here and show me what you got."
At any other time she would have, but if Yunda went up against this padawan then he would deffinatly mock and jeer at her skills; or at least that was her fear. "No. I'm not..."
"Good? Come on, just for fun."
She was going to refuse and walk out the door, but something told her to give it a try. It could have been the mischivious twinkle in his purple eyes, or maybe what she ate this morning; sometimes she question what they fed the students. Walking down the stairs and onto the training floor, Yunda came to a halt. "Uh, I don't have my light saber with me..."
Without a word, the boy smoothed back his dark hair and reached to his belt. Tossing a saber her way, she quirked a brow. "You have two?"
He shrugged his shoulders. "My master is trying different techniques with me. Wielding two at a time is pretty interesting."
"Dangerous you mean."
"You only get to live once. Now..."
He took a stance, light saber extended her way. The green color glowed and buzzed as Yunda gulped silently. Being a good two feet higher then her, he had quite the advantage; or at least that was what she thought. No, wait, she could use it for her gain. The problem was keeping her head on her shoulders. Switching on her saber, she nodded her head, taking stance.
In an instant, he lunged forward and brought the blade down. Yunda brought hers up and held it there for a moment, ducking down and swinging for his legs. The boy jumped up and flipped backwards. She knitted her brow and started to run in his direction, slashing downward, as he blocked and knocked her off balance with a single swipe of his foot.
Landing on her back, it seemed it took all of her strength to get up, but she did; jumping to her feet. She raised the saber upward but he quickly brought his own down; pressing his weight upon her own. His weight upon her saber made it hard to get up. Letting her pushing upward lessen, the boy pressed down harder, but fell forward into a roll.
It amazed her how quickly he could get to his feet and block her attacks. This time he walked back and forth. Without warning he lunged at her from the side and knocked the saber from her hand with his foot. With the glowing, green blade near her neck, Yunda let out a sigh and admitted defeat. The boy shook his head; using the force to let the light saber float infront of her face. "Let go of conscienceness and feel the force. Look beyond what you see."
A long sigh escaped the padawan, but she nodded her head in reply, grasping the handle. Her eyes closed for a moment. "Let go..." she whispered.
No sooner had her eyes opened, he came at her from the left then the right. She blocked them, but it was evident that it was not easy. Once in a while the words which she was chanting in her head came out in low and mumbled whispers. "Let go..."
Her head became somewhat light and her foot work a bit more intricate. She was now slowy backing against the wall as he came at her with his weapon. He swung across, barly missing her head as she ducked down and rolled to the side. Her back was to him as he advanced with a light rythum in his steps. With eyes closed, she could took in a deep breath as the boy did a backflip over her head, bringing the saber down upon her head. With in seconds her arms raised and his attack was blocked.
He took stance weilding his blade about in his hand for atimidation. Yunda had to admit that it was working, but she could not think about that now; some how she knew that she was feeling the force run through her arms and legs, but it was so very weak. Crinkling her nose, she spun about and aimed for his stomach, but her attack was blocked. The handle of his saber knocked her in the jaw and she was sent flying to the floor.
She gazed up at him in shock. The feeling in her jaw began to lessen as her hand reached out and rubbed it. He let out a smile, then a laugh. "That was better. Just learn to let go of your feelings, of your conscience."
Yunda grasped the hand that was offered to help her up. She just stood there for a moment as he held out his hand. The saber which she had been using flew into his hand and he cliped it to his belt. Gazing down at her, he smiled and held out his hand. "Klip Judgin."
She shook his hand then let her arms fall to her sides. "Yunda Intuit."
"Well Yunda, with a little more training you can be better then you think."
"That is what my master keeps telling me. He also says, 'one will never reach his true potential, no matter how hard he will try.'"
Klip nodded his head in agreement to the statement. How very true it was. "Pretale, who is your master?"
"Amar Corran."
"Riviting. Well, as much I would love to stay and talk, I must be heading off." He gave a salute to her as he headed out the door. "Hope to do something like this again."
Yunda nodded her head but he had already left. A long sigh came from her as she gazed about the training room. Even if it killed her, she would try to get better. She just had to.
Warnings: Even though I am big on having violence in my stories, this one does not have it to a great extent. Though there is a chapter where the sexuality is very graphic. When it comes to that part the rating on the story will obviously change. Swearing is nothing to worry about, though there might be a few words here or there. Nothing big. Any problems, just email me.
Authors notes: I do not own any of the characters that are from the movie; such as QuiGon, Mace Windu, Adia Gala, and such. People that have never been seen before were made up from my own mental world. Again I say, if there are any problems containing my fic then don't hesitate to make your thoughts known. I am a big girl and am up for critisisum. I truly hope you enjoy this fic as much as I did wirting it!
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Walking down the long, elegant halls of the Jedi Temple, was a wandering figure. Dark brown optics swung to the window which stretched down the never-ending hall. Coruscant seemed so peacful as the morning rays of sun beamed down upon the metal buildings. They shinned with billiance as Airspeeders, and the like zipped past. There was the occasional driver who yelled out in anger as he felt he had been wronged, but the padawan did not take any thought of it, nor could she hear it. Though it had its downfalls, this planet was her home and it would forever remain in her heart. It was all she knew; the jedi order was all she knew.
Yunda was on the training floor and just down the hall was the various rooms where the students would be tested or practice their skills with the saber. This was an area which she did not venture down very often. The light saber was not what you would call her gracful or skilled practice. It was her weak spot. The written tests and manipulation with the mind was where she was strong, but the physical endurance was her downfall.
The sound of boots clicking upon the marble floors took over the silence of the halls. Yunda snapped back into reality, head bobbing for a moment. She often went off into her own little world; a habbit that Master Corran was determind to get rid of. The constant lectures were wearing thin on her but he was her master and the elders taught the students to show respect and humility. That was not hard for this padawan, it was just that the lessons could be so drab at times. The flight simulators and missions seemed so much more fun, but then she could picture her master's face and hear exactly what he would say to her. 'One must learn to walk before he can run, learn to crawl before he can walk,' seemed to be a saying which Mastor Corran loved to ring out from his Zabrakian lips.
She went to turn her eyes back to the life which was going on outside, but the clash of energy smashing against another made her ears perk up and lips press together. Someone was in the training room. As she journied over to the other side of the hall. There was a large window beside the door to the training room. Bitting down on her bottom lip, her dark eyes took in every movement which the padawan and his master made. They seemed to be engulfed in a rythmic dance! She just had to get a closer look!
Walking upto the door, there was a gush noise as it opened. She walked through and stood upon the platform, elbows leaning upon the bar which held students back from the training floor. In her heart she evivied the the boy with his skills and lightning agility. If only she could please Master Corran with those moves! He certainly would be convinced that he had not chosen wrong in his choice of a padawan learner.
The battle was not intense but it still had a strategic atmosphere. Finally the master waved his hand upward as a sign for the training to come to a halt. The padawan bowed low to his master once the saber was off and put away. Yunda was very impressed and gave a light smile to the master as he left.
Her gaze lingered for a moment longer on the padawan who was breathing in deep. She clapped her hands. Two green eyes gazed up in her direction with a smug smile upon the face of the boy. "Did you enjoy yourself?"
Nodding her head, she stood up stright. "Your amazing!"
"Not really."
"Well, a lot better then me."
"Really..." His smile crinkled into a grin. "Come down here and show me what you got."
At any other time she would have, but if Yunda went up against this padawan then he would deffinatly mock and jeer at her skills; or at least that was her fear. "No. I'm not..."
"Good? Come on, just for fun."
She was going to refuse and walk out the door, but something told her to give it a try. It could have been the mischivious twinkle in his purple eyes, or maybe what she ate this morning; sometimes she question what they fed the students. Walking down the stairs and onto the training floor, Yunda came to a halt. "Uh, I don't have my light saber with me..."
Without a word, the boy smoothed back his dark hair and reached to his belt. Tossing a saber her way, she quirked a brow. "You have two?"
He shrugged his shoulders. "My master is trying different techniques with me. Wielding two at a time is pretty interesting."
"Dangerous you mean."
"You only get to live once. Now..."
He took a stance, light saber extended her way. The green color glowed and buzzed as Yunda gulped silently. Being a good two feet higher then her, he had quite the advantage; or at least that was what she thought. No, wait, she could use it for her gain. The problem was keeping her head on her shoulders. Switching on her saber, she nodded her head, taking stance.
In an instant, he lunged forward and brought the blade down. Yunda brought hers up and held it there for a moment, ducking down and swinging for his legs. The boy jumped up and flipped backwards. She knitted her brow and started to run in his direction, slashing downward, as he blocked and knocked her off balance with a single swipe of his foot.
Landing on her back, it seemed it took all of her strength to get up, but she did; jumping to her feet. She raised the saber upward but he quickly brought his own down; pressing his weight upon her own. His weight upon her saber made it hard to get up. Letting her pushing upward lessen, the boy pressed down harder, but fell forward into a roll.
It amazed her how quickly he could get to his feet and block her attacks. This time he walked back and forth. Without warning he lunged at her from the side and knocked the saber from her hand with his foot. With the glowing, green blade near her neck, Yunda let out a sigh and admitted defeat. The boy shook his head; using the force to let the light saber float infront of her face. "Let go of conscienceness and feel the force. Look beyond what you see."
A long sigh escaped the padawan, but she nodded her head in reply, grasping the handle. Her eyes closed for a moment. "Let go..." she whispered.
No sooner had her eyes opened, he came at her from the left then the right. She blocked them, but it was evident that it was not easy. Once in a while the words which she was chanting in her head came out in low and mumbled whispers. "Let go..."
Her head became somewhat light and her foot work a bit more intricate. She was now slowy backing against the wall as he came at her with his weapon. He swung across, barly missing her head as she ducked down and rolled to the side. Her back was to him as he advanced with a light rythum in his steps. With eyes closed, she could took in a deep breath as the boy did a backflip over her head, bringing the saber down upon her head. With in seconds her arms raised and his attack was blocked.
He took stance weilding his blade about in his hand for atimidation. Yunda had to admit that it was working, but she could not think about that now; some how she knew that she was feeling the force run through her arms and legs, but it was so very weak. Crinkling her nose, she spun about and aimed for his stomach, but her attack was blocked. The handle of his saber knocked her in the jaw and she was sent flying to the floor.
She gazed up at him in shock. The feeling in her jaw began to lessen as her hand reached out and rubbed it. He let out a smile, then a laugh. "That was better. Just learn to let go of your feelings, of your conscience."
Yunda grasped the hand that was offered to help her up. She just stood there for a moment as he held out his hand. The saber which she had been using flew into his hand and he cliped it to his belt. Gazing down at her, he smiled and held out his hand. "Klip Judgin."
She shook his hand then let her arms fall to her sides. "Yunda Intuit."
"Well Yunda, with a little more training you can be better then you think."
"That is what my master keeps telling me. He also says, 'one will never reach his true potential, no matter how hard he will try.'"
Klip nodded his head in agreement to the statement. How very true it was. "Pretale, who is your master?"
"Amar Corran."
"Riviting. Well, as much I would love to stay and talk, I must be heading off." He gave a salute to her as he headed out the door. "Hope to do something like this again."
Yunda nodded her head but he had already left. A long sigh came from her as she gazed about the training room. Even if it killed her, she would try to get better. She just had to.