Reluctant Master

by Sakura245

Dunan was the sole survivor of the purge of the Jedi temple. She was rescued and trained by Obi-Wan Kenobi. Years later, she hides in the Empire's shadow, hoping that one day the Jedi order will be restored. She plans on staying in hiding, and leading a quiet, average life. That all fails when she meets a young force-sensitive who refuses to leave her alone.

13. What She's Scared of

Several missions passed and this whole thing was working out well. She sharpened her skills, and our bond only fortified. Of course, there were times where problems occurred.

Kasari was mad at me. Before you think that I yelled at her or said hurtful things, I'll just let you know that I did nothing of the sort. I have to yell at her occasionally and she never gets emotional when I do. As for hurting her with words, I don't do that. At most I give her some sarcasm that I'd picked up from Obi-wan over the years. She was mad at me for other reasons. She was ticked that my arm got grazed by a gunshot.

"I don't see why you're so moody about this." I began. "It's just a graze, easy to fix. And looking at me like that." She sat across from me, scowling. I hated it because it made me feel almost guilty, which was stupid because I was the master here. "We won't be able to practice as much." She said, her voice low and annoyed.

I sensed that training wasn't her only issue with this. "We'll still practice. Why don't you tell me what your real problem is with this?" She held her breath. A wave of flashbacks filled the bond. I could see it, someone precious to her, dead, at the hands of a stormtrooper. Blood. The pain of losing something dear. I had to take a bit to recover from the shock.

"Now you see?" She whispered. "My family died because of the Empire, I couldn't do anything. You got wounded and I couldn't do a thing. I don't want you to die too!" I could see where this was going. We were family now. She wanted to be a Jedi to protect the things she cared about. "Kasari," I said. "Look, you're not going to lose me. Protecting things is your job, but my job as master is to protect you. It's going to be fine."

"If you say so." She said reluctantly. She didn't sound all that convinced. I continued to bandage my wound. I hated the thought of it, but there were times where I was scared that I would be captured or killed, I didn't want to leave her alone again. Being the sole survivor of the purge on the Jedi temple, I was no stranger to loneliness or pain, I lost my friends and family in the blink of an eye.

I knew that she was smart and if worst came to worst, she could protect herself, maybe even train under Master Kenobi. Still something scared me more that my own death. If anything, I thought, making sure to cut off our connection so she couldn't hear me. I'm more afraid of losing you.

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