Hello everyone! Now, when you read this, you'll find that only I'm in it, and my name or character is Gene Starwind….maybe a friend or two will be in it too, that's cuz I screwed up a bit in the description, when you leave your name, instead, leave your desired Star Wars like name…. Thank you for your time.
Chapter one
"Good morning everyone!"
"Good morning Master Ki-Adi-Mundi." The class chanted in unison. They all stared at the man standing at the front of the room. He had light brown hair, and a very large forehead. Despite these alien abnormalities, he had a kind, warm face. He smiled as the class replied.
"Today we have a special guest. He is coming in to gauge your force abilities, and train you with your lightsabers." The class grinned and looked at one another. Master Ki-Adi-Mundi read the looks of anticipation on their faces. "Now class, you know you won't be able to customize your lightsabers until you're at least 13 years of age. That means you have to reach the Padawan level, and become an apprentice to a Jedi." The classed groaned.
"Master?" A small brown haired boy spoke up.
"Yes, Gene?"
"Who is the special guest?"
"Ah! Thank you very much for reminding me! You will make a fine Jedi if you keep your head in the game." Gene grinned. The rest of the class glared at him, jealous because he was praised by a member of the Jedi Council. "The guest is a very well known Jedi Master. Class, please welcome Jedi Master Yoda." The class turned their attention to the doors. They slid open, allowing a small green creature with pointed ears to walk in.
"Good morning, students." He said in a deep gurgling voice.
"Good morning Master Yoda." Master Yoda looked back at them, his brown eyes gleaming.
"Happy to see many smiling faces, I am. Today, test your abilities I must. Train with lightsabers, we will." He looked at them, reading their faces, and inevitably, their thoughts and emotions. "I will call you up by your names, ask you to do a demonstration I will. First student, Alkali." The class watched a brown haired girl slowly walk up to the front. She was biting her lower lip, and wringing her hands nervously. She got to the front, and bowed before Master Yoda.
"What is your task for me?"
"I want you to concentrate, and lift this fruit from my hand." He held out an orange colored fruit. Alkali closed her eyes and breathed deeply. "Concentrate all energy on fruit, you must." Yoda told her. The class went silent, watching her. Nothing happened, but finally, the fruit held in Master Yoda's hand quivered, and began to shake. Finally, it lifted out of his hand and floated through the air. The class gasped in surprise. Master Yoda nodded his head. "Good, Very good. Take your seat you may.
"Thank you, Master Yoda." Alkali took her seat next to Gene. Gene leaned in.
"How was it?" he asked.
"How was what?"
"The Force. How did it feel?"
"I dunno. It felt as if a blanket of energy was draped about me, then, suddenly, it exploded causing the fruit to move."
"A complex thing, the force is." They turned back to Yoda. "It might have felt a little strange, right Alkali?" she nodded. "The force is the power that emanates from every living thing, reflects off of Midichlorians, it does."
"Master? What are 'Midichlorians'?" Gene turned to where the voice came from. His friend, Suri Kabel sat looking at Master Yoda, her dark green eyes reflecting the window light. Suri had long black hair, so she kept it up in a ponytail, one small lock, though, draped down along the side of her face.
"Excellent question, Suri." He said, turning to her. "Midichlorians are microscopic bacteria in your bloodstream. They're what gives a Jedi his or her powers."
Gene watched as on by one, every student tried their hand at the Force. He waited until finally it was his turn. He went up and got the fruit to float immediately. Master Yoda was impressed.
"Good job. An excellent Jedi, you will make." Gene put his smug half-grin on as he walked back to his seat. Alkali turned to him.
"Good show, Gene. Just don't get too high and mighty. There are future siths around here that would take that as a challenge." Gene turned to the back of the class. A pale skinned, black haired boy sat in the corner glaring at him. Alkali was looking at the boy too. "Just take Victor Sadow over there. He's the last ancestor in the bloodline of Naga Sadow."
"Naga Sadow? Master Jinn told me that he was the most powerful sith ever to exist." Alkali turned to him with one eyebrow raised.
"Master Jinn? You mean Qui-Gon's father, right?"
"Yes. I wonder where Qui-Gon is now." Gene thought aloud, thinking of the 20 year old Padawan.
"Last I heard of him, he went on some diplomatic mission to Onderon. Or was it Alderaan? I forget." Gene turned to his forgetful friend, who sat, biting her thumb nail, pondering the question. Ki-Adi-Mundi stepped up to the front of the class.
"It seems that we're out of time. Everyone, thank Master Yoda for coming."
"Thank you Master Yoda." They chanted. Yoda grinned.
"A pleasure, it was, to come and aid my students in their life journey to become Jedi."
The class remained silent until he hobbled out of the room.
"Master Ki-Adi-Mundi?" Gene said turning to the front of the class yet again.
"Yes, what is it, Mr. Starwind?" he asked, looking up from his papers.
"Weren't we supposed to train with lightsabers today?"
"We were, but the force training took longer than anticipated. We shall train tomorrow." Gene nodded in response. "Now, off to break with you." Gene got up and met with his friends in the hallway. They were walking, rather peacefully, outside when a voice rang out.
"Hey Starwind!" they turned to see Victor chasing after them. "Impressive performance back there."
"What do you want, Victor?" Alkali asked him, rather menacingly.
"A fight. A fight between me and Gene there. This shall prove who the better Jedi is."
"Victor, the rules of the council specifically forbid fighting between students." Gene said, warning him.
"Fine, don't take the challenge, ya big Mynock." Gene, knowing that mynocks are creatures that feed off of waste and power from star cruisers, took this offensively. He was about to throw back a retort when Suri stepped in.
"Oh, he'll be there, and he'll kick your butt from here to Tattooine!" Victor grinned.
"That's what I thought." He then walked away, into the shadows. Suri turned to Gene.
"Don't worry. I got your back." Gene looked at her.
"Gee… thanks."