By the Will of the Force

It was almost midday on Coruscant and Master and Padawan were waiting with Analeia for Yoda to call them in so he can take her in. They were still out of breath from the whole morning they went through... considering the Jedi have little to no experience caring for a baby.

Last night, they lucked out by being able to give her some leftover food they had, so she didn't cry or get hungry during the night. But, the morning was a different story. First, they were rudely awakened by a horribly loud cry, that disrupted the early morning peace of their connected/ shared Temple dorm.

Right when they heard the cry, Obi-Wan immediately awoke and groaned, "I have a bad feeling about this, Master."

They had to figure out why she was crying in the first place. They figured out she had an accident on herself, and needed to be cleaned up. For some reason, she wasn't wearing any form of a diaper, so this wouldn't be fun. Her small desert tunic/ dress was all dirty and they had very little time to get her ready to see Yoda for her training and to live with him. They eventually cleaned her up and got droids to help them clean her clothing faster. This still took them a while to do.

Luckily, they still had time to catch their breath before Yoda got there.

"I never thought taking care of a baby would be this much work!", Qui-Gon said, letting out a deep breath he had inhaled.

"Luckily it won't be for much longer. Though, I must admit Master, she is a sweet little girl... but a... very... strong-one at... that! ", said Obi- Wan, first smiling at the baby, while then trying to get her to stop tugging hard on his Padawan braid as he held her, which humorously pulled his whole head down with each tug. A whole array of cute, loud baby giggles filled that Temple hallway during this.

"Dont get too attached to her, Obi-Wan. You know the rules", he couldn't help but chuckling along.

"Like I said before; since when do you follow the rules?" Obi-Wan laughed.

Qui-Gon just smiled and waited nervously for the Grandmaster. He didn't want to tell his Padawan, but he started to get a little attached to the baby as well. But, he didn't want to show it and risk getting a stern lecture by the High Council.

The door opened to Yoda's room, an he once again appeared in the doorway. He looked calm and ready to take on this possible Chosen One as his own. He held something in his hands, as he spoke.

"Ready to take her on, I am. Leave her with me, you will. Track her progress you may, with this data pad. Being the possible Chosen One, need to be tracked, her progress must be- at all times... And confidentially. Of course, let her discoverers track her, I will. But that's it. You two, I, and the Council, the only ones are to know of her progress."

Yoda handed them a touch screen/ holographic data pad with different settings and info that could be entered in. It would track Analeia's height/ weight, responsiveness of Midichlorians, immense tracking of progress on Force abilities, and her progress on her training with a lightsaber in the future.

"Thank you, Master Yoda. This will be of much use to us. We were hoping to be able to see how she does, of course being the Chosen One and all...", Qui-Gon said.

"The Chosen One- we do not yet know if she is. A long test, her training will act as. Spoke of her brother, you did, yesterday. Chosen One, instead he could possibly be. Only when we get access to him, truly know who the Chosen One really will be", Yoda said.

Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon nodded, and sat the baby girl down on the floor, in front of Yoda.

"In great care she will be. Start immediately, her training will, no matter how young she is now. May the Force be with you."

They bowed their heads to him, and walked out.

"At least we get to see how she progresses", Obi -Wan said.

They walked down the hall, and back to their dorm to go meditate for a little while. Whether it was against the Code or not, they were going to miss having her around, even if they just got to spend a day and a half with her.

Meanwhile, in Yoda's room, Analeia sat in front of her new Master. He began to meditate, in order to gain some info from the Force about her future, or about her origins.

What he saw, he didn't expect. He felt an immense amount of light in her, but also some dark. How did a baby have dark midichlorians? If she was of miraculous birth, something dark and light from the Force had to have created her. But, the Force really did not want to reveal who created her- or her twin back on Tatooine. Not yet, anyway.

Then, he got some info about her future. Her brother would arrive in the next few years, but she is not going to meet him until a little while after. But, something might happen, to where they eventually will acknowledge that they are related, and a really bad event may occur. They must be separated as much as possible to avoid such a situation from occurring in the future. This particular event(s) can be avoided if they do not meet, or if they do, at least not connect through the Force. Any info regarding her status as a possible Chosen One was particularly clouded, and must only be accessed much more into the future.

Yoda brought himself out of his relaxed state, ready to begin training this little initiate. And, he knew exactly how he'd start.

Taking about five items from around his room, he set them in front of Analeia, and he started to levitate them in a certain pattern so he could get her to try to copy his movements. She could levitate on her own but in random moves. He wanted her to be able to move things to a specific place on her own, or in patterns. She would greatly need this skill as a Padawan in the future.

Yoda tapped into her fragile mind, and into her Force sensitivity to help her develop this ability.

He took one of the objects and moved it in a pattern of up, through the air, and simply to a table on the other side of the room. He brought it back to the baby.

"Do this, can you?", Yoda said in her mind. The baby nodded uneasily, but proceeded to do so exactly like her Master did.

Yoda tried to do something a little harder. He lifted three of the small objects and surrounded them above their heads. He kept one in the middle still, while he spun the two on the sides. He was doubting that she'd be able to do it. But, after a few unsuccessful tries, she perfectly copied Yoda's movements.

After a whole afternoon of training in many, many different skills, and more into the evening and night, Yoda taught Analeia many things most initiates take several years to master. She did this in just a few standard hours!

Yoda knew she'd be trained well. He knew she'd do extremely good. And she'd be able to become a Padawan much sooner than most younglings, that's for sure. Whether she turns out to be the Chosen One or not, she will be a very powerful Jedi, no matter what. And, that might come sooner than anyone ever expected.

Get ready for next chapter! Analeia will be much older (about nine) in the next one!