Ahsoka made her way out of the Jedi temple, her home, ready for was only fourteen and much to the dismay of her fellow younglings, she was the one to become a padawan today. She was really two years too young, but that didn't matter Master Yoda had declared her ready to become an apprentice. Not only was she going to be a padawan, but she would be a padawan to Anakin Skywalker, a famous Jedi.

She could feel herself swell with pride, she would be a Jedi in almost no time at all, she was certain of that! A pair of eight year old arms wound themselves around her waist from behind. Ahsoka had not only sensed the child chasing her from behind,she also heard the footsteps very clearly. "You need to work on your stealth there, Jezelia." Ahsoka commented, laughing.

They young twi'lek who clinged to Ahsoka was her number one fan. Jezelia let go and smiled up at Ahsoka, her bright pink lekku swaying with the movement of her body. "Well, it's good that you're great at stealth, because you're the one going on a real mission!" Ahsoka smiled, Jezelia had a quality about her that made others want to smile and laugh along with her. Excitement crept into Ahsoka, it was true this was a REAL MISSION. She would be out at war and she would make a difference.

Then the fear came, it was a real mission. The possibility of death was high. The possibility of failure was even higher. "You're not going to die." The youngling said as she sensed Ahsoka's anxious thoughts, now wearing a straight face. "I'll be mad at you if you die." Ahsoka smiled again. Jezelia was eight years old and by now in her Jedi training, she should understand that somethings were out of some people's control.

"There is no death, there is only the force." Ahsoka quoted from lessons. Jezelia looked at her with a determined face. "You're not going to join the force either." She said as firmly as an eight year old could. "Right," Ahsoka said, patting the child's head, "I'll be okay because I don't want you to be mad at me." Jezelia looked satisfied with that answer and smiled. "You want to walk me out of the temple?" Ahsoka asked, bending down. "Yes!" Jezelia cried as she climbed onto Ahsoka's back. Ahsoka ran down the halls, giving the small twi'lek a piggyback ride to the hangar.

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"Please come back soon, Master Ahsoka!" Jezelia yelled over the noise of ships taking off and landing as Ahsoka walked onto the transport ship. "But not too soon!" Jezelia added upon realizing what it meant if Ahsoka came back and stayed before her Jedi training was finished. Ahsoka waved goodbye.

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They met when Jezelia had first come to the temple to be a Jedi. She had been four then. According to the Jedi who had found her, her home village on Ryloth had been wiped out by natural disasters. There had been other survivors too, people who had taken care of her when she lost her parents because of a room collapsing in on itself. The Jedi had offered plenty of food, shelter, and a bright future for the force-sensitive child. They agreed and gave her to the Jedi order.

Despite the warm welcome into the order, homesickness clung to her. Ahsoka was the one who had cured her. Ahsoka comforted her. Ahsoka became her new family more than anyone else. Ahsoka became her hero, her role model, her master.

"I'm still a youngling, you know." She remarked when the girl called her "Master Ahsoka" for the first time. "But, you're so strong that you will be a master some day, right?" Ahsoka laughed this neon pink twi'lek had an even higher ambition than she did. "Maybe." Ahsoka responded, then she seemed to decide something. "Why not? One day, I'll become a Jedi and take you as my padawan!" Ahsoka said. Even at ten years old she had high goals for herself. Later on as they grew up and got more practical words were added to that promise, words like "maybe" or "if you're not already a padawan."

Jezelia still believed that she would be Ahsoka's apprentice at some point. Her admiration for Ahsoka only grew after her role model left. She studied harder, trained more. Ahsoka was bound to visit the temple soon after a mission, and Jezelia was determined to make her proud.

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