Chapter Three- Funeral

FINALLY!! The next chappie! I hope I'm not the only one that's been waiting for this! (Is that odd?) I'm still trying to figure out which direction this story should go in, so any help is appreciated. As usual thanks to Anakin T Skywalker, Jedi Ani Unduli and CrashPilot18.

Disclaimer: Do I really need to say this? Seriously, if you don't know who made this then how do you know this creation?

When Obi-Wan woke up in the morning he quickly dressed in his best tunic and robe. He cleaned his lightsaber hilt until it was glistening. He then clipped it onto his belt and walked to Yoda's private chambers. He would be going to the funeral with Yoda.

"Obi-Wan, come in." Yoda called sleepily, through the door. Obi-Wan quietly opened the door and stepped in. There, waiting for him, was Scar and Yoda.

This time Scar wore a cream and brown tunic with a brown belt, with her lightsaber clipped onto it. Her knee-high brown boots were polished, with only faint marks of past battles. Her hair, wild and free when he first saw it, was now slightly tamed. Her face still showed no expression, as it had on that day.

Scar barely nodded to show her acknowledgement of his entrance. Obi bowed, to which Yoda replied with a nod.

"Go, shall we?" He asked. Obi nodded, as did Scar.

The funeral was simple, and what Qui-Gon would've liked. Obi-Wan watched as his Master's body burnt. He felt a single tear roll down his face, and he closed his eyes. He took a deep breathe before opening them again, only to see Scar looking his way. She nodded his way, then looked down to the small boy by her side. It was Anakin. He still hadn't been told about Scar. He'd asked why he wasn't allowed to stand next to Obi-Wan. Mace Windu had told him that's just where he was put; that he needed to talk to the other Jedi too. Obi-Wan was worried; he wasn't sure how to tell Anakin. And he couldn't just get someone else to do it; he had insisted he do it!

All through the funeral Obi-Wan was thinking of a way to break it to Anakin. But he needn't have worried. Anakin brought the topic up as soon as the funeral was over.

"So, have the Council decided yet?" Anakin asked, walking up beside Obi-Wan as Obi left the funeral.

"Decided what?" Obi-Wan asked, stalling so he could figure out the best way to break the news. Anakin frowned for a moment.

"Decided whether you would take me as your Padawan." Anakin replied, watching Obi-Wan's face carefully. Obi-Wan sighed and took a deep breathe.

"Um. Yes, they did decide." Obi-Wan said carefully.

"And?" Anakin asked, clearly impatient.

"No, I can't train you." Obi-Wan replied. Anakin's face fell. Obi-Wan felt his heart ache for the little boy who'd just lost so much. "But, you will still be trained. Just by another Jedi." Obi-Wan added. Anakin frowned.

"Who?" Anakin asked, as Obi-Wan spotted Scar standing nearby, waiting. Obi-Wan nodded vaguely in Scar's direction. Anakin spun around, only to spot the Jedi Knight he'd been standing next to for the whole funeral! He glanced back at Obi-Wan who nodded reassuringly at Anakin. Scar walked up to them, with her long, purposeful strides. Anakin glanced again scared, at Obi-Wan, who was too busy watching Scar. Soon Scar was standing right in front of Anakin.

She bent down, so they were face to face. She studied his scared face for a second, with no expression on her own. Finally she opened her mouth and spoke. "Anakin. I am Scar. Do you accept me as your Master?" She said, in that crisp voice Obi-Wan knew so well now. Anakin glanced, scared and excited, at Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan smiled reassuringly again. Anakin looked back at Scar.

"Will I still get to talk to Obi-Wan?" He asked, sounding just like the scared little boy he was. Scar's eyes flashed towards Obi-Wan for a second.

"Yes. He'll be at the Temple with you." She said, clearly impatient for an answer. Not that Anakin noticed. Anakin glanced at Obi one more time before finally answering.

"Yes. I do accept you as my Master." His answer finally was. Obi-Wan grinned, as did Anakin. He didn't even seem to realise Scar wasn't smiling. Scar nodded and stood up to her full height.

"Very well." She said, looking over her shoulder to where Master Yoda and Windu were standing. They nodded at her, and she nodded back.

"Well, coming Padawan?" She asked Anakin as she started walking towards her star fighter. Anakin grinned at Obi-Wan once more before running after his new Master. Obi-Wan was still standing there, staring after Anakin and Scar when Master Yoda and Windu approached him.

"Okay, are you?" Yoda asked him. Obi-Wan turned and nodded.

"I'm fine. Just a bit… upset." Obi-Wan said, choosing his words carefully. He knew full well that attachment was heavily discouraged in the Order. Yoda and Windu shared a look.

"And the boy?" Windu asked, his face slightly less stern than usual. Obi-Wan looked back at where the boy and his new Master had left, minutes ago.

"He seems to be handling this well. And he was excited about the prospect of learning under Scar, even if he doesn't know her." Obi-Wan replied.

"Do well under Scar, we are sure he will do." Master Yoda said. Obi-Wan nodded. For a second he wondered something,

"Something wrong?" Windu asked. Obi-Wan looked up, surprised. He hadn't realised Windu had been watching him that closely. He thought of an easy way to put it.

"Um. I have a question." The Master's glanced at one and other. "How come I've never heard of Scar before now?" He asked. The question had been on his mind ever since he had talked to Siri at breakfast. Windu and Yoda exchanged a look.

"Scar. Scar is a… difficult subject to bring up." Windu said, not willing to explain further.

"Why?"