AN: Well my friends, it's been quite some time since I last tried my hand at publishing fanfiction. For reasons I won't bother to go into right now (or possibly ever) I decided that I might as well give it another try, to see if I've improved at all. Feedback is welcome, of course, but please try and keep things polite, being on the internet is no need to abandon proper manners, and it is best to maintain a sense of decorum even when doing something like leaving a review on a fanfiction site. A good rule of thumb is that if you wouldn't say something to someone's face, it probably isn't a good idea to say it on the internet.

At the moment I'll be rating this as T, since I don't really plan to go into anything that would warrant an M rating, but that is liable to change if I decide that an increase in rating is necessary. Also, I might decide to make some edits to the story as I go along, so for now I'll be tentatively titling this Version 1 of this chapter, and updating the version if I make any future edits.

But without further ado, here is my story. It is my sincerest hope that you will enjoy it.

Walking a Tightrope Chapter 1 (V. 1)

Unknown Space 73 BBY

Koshiv Chiida was many things, a native of the planet Diyogos, and at the age of 16, he was one of the youngest Jedi to ever achieve a significant degree of skill using force precognition, and it was generally assumed by many amongst the order that he would rise to the rank of Seer rather quickly, once he had attained the rank of Knight. The young human was also considered one of the more approachable Jedi by some of the locals who owned shops around the Jedi Temple, and the long, dark haired boy was often seen wandering the streets outside of the Temple. He had been scolded for such activity before, but he had simply responded that it was important to feel the Force flow around him, and there were few better ways to immerse oneself in that flow than to be surrounded by people.

However, at the moment Padawan Chiida was cursing wildly as red warning lights began to blare throughout the cockpit of his small transport shuttle and the blurred streaks of hyperspace was suddenly replaced by the star-studded void of real space. "Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit." He swore as his hands began to fly around the control panel. The panel which led to the main body of the ship slid open and several low-pitched beeps joined the blaring alarm sirens as an R2 droid wheeled in.

R2-S1 had been sent to him as a gift from his parents after they had heard about him reaching the rank of Padawan, normally contact with family was discouraged for Jedi, but most of them did still occasionally write home or contact their families, it was the sort of rule that everybody knew was broken on a fairly regular basis, but everyone knew that there was no real harm in doing it, since Padawans tended to grow out of it as they aged, and Knights tended to keep their communications to family limited to only a handful a year. R2-S1 was primarily white, with red highlights for most of his finer detailing, the little droid had also developed quite an attitude, since Chiida had decided against wiping the little droid's memories.

"I know you told me not to use this old route S1, but we needed to get back to Coruscant fast, and I was told that it…was…safe..." Chiida said his voice trailing off as he finally managed to get the alarms shut off, the sudden silence in the cockpit as the young Padawan felt a strong presence in the Force, a presence the likes of which he had never felt before in his entire life. R2-S1 beeped inquisitively as he noticed his master's sudden silence. "I'm not sure what it is S1." He said as reached out and slowly began to turn his shuttle around. "Are you sure that this Route was completely devoid of star systems?" He asked, and S1 beeped affirmatively. "Well you're going to want to update your maps, little buddy." He said as he finished turning his ship, light flooding into the cockpit as it was now pointed towards a bright yellow star. Several planets orbited the star, but the one that Chiida's eyes immediately focused on was the second one out from the star. He had never felt such a strong presence in the Force before, but what was odd was that it seemed unusually mixed, from what he had experienced most places tended to be strong in either the Light or Dark Sides of the Force, and yet this planet seemed to be a mix of the two.

"What could that be?" He asked as he closed his eyes and reached out through the Force towards the planet. However shortly after he did so he slumped back in his chair and R2-S1 trilled apprehensively, recognizing the sign of his master going into one of his vision trances.

Luckily it was only a few minutes before the young Padawan was roused from his trance, groaning like a man with a hangover as he held his head in his hands. He took a few deep breaths before swiveling his chair and leaning forward to place a hand on S1's dome. "S1, I need you to record these coordinates and the route we took to get here. But you must keep them a secret, and not let anyone know that we found this place." He said gravely, the little astromech beeped curiously, but Chiida simply shook his head in response. "No, not even if Master Yoda himself asks. What I just saw…this place has a role to play in both our futures, and the future of the galaxy, but its time has not come yet. Now, go and get working on the engine to see if you can fix that malfunction, the Council will probably want to know that we managed the find the child they were looking for so they can dispatch a knight to bring him into the order." He said with a smile as he turned back to gaze at the odd planet.

Roughly an hour later the ship once again jumped into hyperspace, with a smiling Padawan nestled in the chair in its cockpit, thinking of things that were to come.

Coruscant: The Jedi Temple 50 BBY

The years had been rather kind to Padawan Chiida, or as he was now known, Seer Chiida. He had cut his long, black hair much shorter, and there were a few streaks of gray starting to show in his hair, but other than that he looked remarkably similar to how he had looked as a young man, one of the few differences was that his face had become much sharper and gaunter as his years of physical training had stripped away the baby fat that had once given him a youthful, boyish appearance.

Currently the 39-year-old seer was sitting on a few crates in one of the hangars of the Jedi Temple, watching as R2-S1 pulled a few pieces of luggage up the ramp onto a small shuttle. He didn't even turn his head as he heard the sound of a cane striking the floor.

"Seer Chiida, though I would find you here, I did." Came the raspy voice of Master Yoda, followed by the diminutive alien's typical chuckle. The sound of the elderly master's voice brought a small smile to Chiida's face as the esteemed Jedi effortlessly hopped up onto the box despite his advanced age and sat next to Chiida. "Forseen this, you have. Know why I'm here, you must." He said, his voice becoming much more somber as his gaze fixed ahead.

"Mhm." He grunted as he nodded slightly. "It wouldn't have taken the Force to predict that the council would eventually grow tired of me. But ever my most ardent opponents cannot accuse me of falling to the Dark Side, so I suppose exile was the only option." Chiida said with a shrug. "I can see where they're coming from, I have no illusions about how badly it could go if I were to teach someone who did not possess the proper mindset."

"Hmmmm. An idea of where you will go, you already have?" Yoda asked before chuckling as S1 lost its grip on one of the crates it was hauling, causing it to slide back down the ramp and making the little droid let out what would have been a flurry of expletives if it had been capable of speaking Basic. He raised one hand and the fallen crate lifted up and set itself down at the top of the ramp, and S1 extended one of its mechanical 'arms' and waved in thanks to Yoda.

"I do, a planet I came across as a Padawan, I never told anyone else of it, but it is strong in the Force. I believe it would be a good day to spend my time." He said in a low voice so that only he and Yoda could hear. It felt good to finally let the secret be known to someone, even though he always suspected that Yoda had known that he had kept something from the council during his mission debriefing all those years ago. "This won't be the last time we meet, I have foreseen it, and you know what that means." He whispered, and Yoda only nodded in response.

"Echoes, I have felt. On the horizon, a great shadow looms. Prepare the future generations, we must. For it is they who shall face the worst of this threat." He muttered as the two Jedi finally turned to look at one another. Yoda placed a hand on Chiida's arm and smiled as the younger Jedi mimicked the gesture.

"The new batch of apprentices you are instructing seem like they will make fine Jedi one day. Especially that Kenobi boy, I sense a fire in him that the Order will need if it is to persevere." Chiida said as he met Master Yoda's eyes. His own gaze softened, he had not been close with many Jedi in the order, but Master Yoda had always been a source of wisdom and stability in even the most trying times, and despite his best efforts he was still sad to know that he would not see the kindly Master for a long time.

"Seen a portion of your own future, I have. A good teacher, you will make, young Chiida." Yoda said, his voice regaining some of its levity, he let out another chuckle as he saw Chiida's eyes widen in surprise. "Go now, waiting for you, your droid is." He said, and his statement was accompanied by a flurry of indignant beeps and boops as S1 stomped on the loading ramp to the shuttle with one of his legs.

"Thank you, Master Yoda, may the Force be with you." He said as he stood up from the stack of crates and made his way towards his shuttle. He turned around and gave the elderly Master one more wave before raising the ramp and heading towards the catwalk. Soon the ship rose and rocketed off into the orange twilight of Coruscant, quickly joining the stream of ships that constantly went to and from the planet, until he was just another pair of glowing exhaust ports in a sea of them.

Master Yoda sat on the crates for a few more hours, lost in thought, until eventually he hopped down and began to make his way back into the temple. It would soon be time for the Apprentices to have their evening lessons, and he couldn't leave them waiting.

Several Days Later

Koshiv Chiida took a deep breath to steady himself as he sat down cross legged in a small forest clearing. It had been easy enough to find the planet once again with S1's coordinates, and as he had approached it he had seen the buildings which he had seen in his vision so long ago. Towering spires and sprawling cities dotted the surface of the planet, although most of the cities were isolated by nature, like islands of civilization amongst an otherwise untamed planet. He had landed his ship in a small clearing outside of one of the cities, he knew that he had been spotted, he had seen several fighters trailing his ship ever since he had entered the planet's atmosphere. He had put on his finest pair of white Jedi robes, and had gone outside to await whoever would inevitably be sent to meet him. He had set his lightsaber down on the ground in front of him and sat, meditating quietly.

His meditation was soon disturbed by the sounds of several people running through the forest towards him. He opened his eyes just in time to see several armored and helmeted figures emerge from the trees, several were aiming blasters at him, but more of note were the sabers which hung at the hilt of nearly every figure. He fought down a twinge of fear as one of the figures strode forward, drawing its saber and igniting it, causing a crimson blade to spring to life as it removed its helmet with one hand, even though he had seen this scene play out hundreds of times in his dreams and memories, the visage beneath still surprised him. The face beneath it was as red as blood, with prominent cheekbones and glowing yellow eyes. "Jedi." He said, his tone slightly fearful as he glanced down at the lightsaber that lay before Chiida.

In response to this Chiida bowed his head. "I have come in peace. I seek nothing other than refuge. Take me to your leaders and I shall explain what has brought me here." He said, slightly surprised at the man's grasp on Galactic Basic, he had assumed that he would be dealing with a more archaic dialect, this would warrant a few questions, provided he made it out of this alive. He slowly reached out his hand and used the Force to push his lightsaber towards the red-skinned man. The red-skinned alien reached down tentatively and took it, strapping it to his hip before nodding.

"Very well, but do not make any suspicious moves, Jedi. We have little reason to trust your kind." At the man's words Chiida only nodded before standing up. And walking behind the man as the rest of the armored troopers formed up around him and they began to make their way towards the nearby city.