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Odette woke to find herself in the Hall of Healing at the Jedi temple. It was easy to know where she was judging by the strong force that was flowing around her. As she sat up, she took note of temple guards standing at attention at the doors to the cubical she was in. "Um...may I help you?"

"Let us pass, you will." Odette recognized the voice of Master Yoda. The guards stepped aside and allowed the small Jedi to pass. "Been through much you have." Yoda giggled as he walked over and jumped up onto a tall chair, sitting opposite to Odette. "Found out your secret has. Your father Obi-wan is."

Odette hunched her shoulders in shame. "I'm sorry for not telling you."

"Apologize you need not." Yoda watched as the young girl looked back at him. "Saved you it did. Your bond with Master Kenobi strong it is. But separated you must be to remain focused. Much training there is to keep the dark side at bay."

Odette nodded, understanding the Grand Master's words. "So, I'm not being expelled? Or Master Kenobi?"

Yoda shook his head. "Thought long on this matter the council did. In the past it is." Odette nodded, knowing they both dodge a blaster bolt on this one. "A new master you have now."

Odette looked over as a Besalisk entered the cubical. "You must be Padawan Odette Kryze. Or is it Kenobi?"

"Kryze, Master Krell." Odette clarified for the Jedi.

"Take over your training Master Krell will." Yoda spoke up. "Learn much you will." With that said, he hopped down from the chair and walked away.

Odette looked from the Grand Master to Master Krell. "The council has informed me that you have been having trouble keeping your emotions in check, leading to some brushes with the dark side."

"Yes Master." Odette admitted. "I've been trying, but it just doesn't seem to work."

Krell nodded. "My teaching will be far stricter than Master Kenobi's, but you will see results, I promise you." The girl nodded as she grabbed her things. "Your crystal, is it intact?" Odette paused, she had not thought to check. She tested her saber, frowning when no blade appeared. "It seems you got close enough for the dark side to shatter your crystal. We will need to visit Illum for you to retrieve another."

Odette reached into her belt, remembering something. "Master, I have these." She looked at the white and black crystals in her hand.

Krell looked at the two similarly shaped crystals. "If you wish to make two sabers, you will need to reconstruct your current one." His new padawan nodded as she stored her crystals away. "Not every crystal can be used in a saber, but we shall see if they will work. If not, then we will visit Illum."

"Yes Master." Odette answered calmly. She would need to stop by the workshop and pick up the extra pieces she would need to build a second saber. Maybe she could even try and make it so the two could connect together to make a saber-staff.

Krell hummed in satisfaction as she answered. "Come, you can work on repairing your saber on the cruiser. We have been given an assignment and must depart immediately."

"Yes Master Krell." Odette nodded and followed after her Master with her badly damaged helmet. The plates attached to her clothing was heavily damaged as well. "I will need a few other things in order to repair my armor as well."

"Very well." Krell didn't bother to look behind him as the girl answered.

Odette had resigned herself to not saying goodbye to her father, it was probably for the best. "Excuse me, Master Krell." Obi-wan stopped the two in a more secluded section of the temple. "Would you mind if I had a moment with my daughter?"

Krell looked from Obi-wan to Odette. "I can spare a brief moment." He took a few steps down the hall.

Odette looked over at her father. "So, they found out?"

Obi-wan chuckled a bit. "I guess we both lost our emotions a bit at the Citadel." He tucked a stray curl away from her deep blue eyes. "You look so much like your mother when I first met her."

"Whenever mother got a cold, she would always start saying things." Odette recalled. "The one thing that came up the most was how much my eyes looked like my father's. Guess I got some things from both of you."

"More from your mother I hope." Obi-wan pulled his daughter towards him, hugging her tightly. "May the force be with you." He told her softly as he pressed a kiss to the side of her head.

Odette hugged her dad tightly. "And with you, dad." As they split, they shared a smile before heading in different directions.

"Take a deep breath." Odette did as Master Krell instructed, pulling herself together. "Good." He said before continuing on. "Master Kenobi was the last Jedi I ever thought would break the code in a manner such as this."

Odette knew what her Master was talking about. "It was a long time ago. I'm not that young after all. He's changed a lot since then."

Krell nodded as he led his Padawan through the temple. "How long were you aware of your relation?"

"Only since my mother and I visited the capital." Odette answered as they arrived at the hanger. "I only shared it with him a few months ago. I don't know how long he knew about it." Master Krell simply nodded as she responded. They got onto a transport, heading for the base to meet with their troops.

"I'm sure you will have a chance to work with him again." Odette looked at Master Krell curiously. "While attachments are forbidden, no one noticed a change. So, there was no problem with you being his child. Such a relationship is quite similar to the ideal Master-Apprentice relationship." Odette slowly nodded as her Master explained.

As they neared the base, a question came to Odette's mind. "Master, where are we going?"

"The Jedha system." Krell informed her.

Odette knew the name. "NaJedha and its moon are Nuetral systems."

"They have been occupied by Separatist forces." Krell assumed she knew their status due to her mother's work. "We have been asked to liberate them and place them under Republic protection."

Odette felt a bit uncomfortable with that thought. "It sounds like we are making them chose a side. Shouldn't it be their choice which side they join if they so chose to pick one?"

"The Separatists took that choice from them." They arrived at the base and stepped off of the transport, heading for their cruiser. "It's now our job to protect them." Krell caught sight of a familiar clone. "Commander Plinko, is everything ready?"

"Yes Sir." The clone replied as he fell into step behind his General. "We just finished refueling and resupplying."

"Excellent." Krell stepped onto their cruiser. "This is Padawan Kryze. She is now second in command to me." He continued to lead the way up to the bridge.

"Sir." Odette gave Plinko a smile as he saluted her. She hoped he wasn't always this formal and rigid.

Once they reached the bridge, everyone turned and saluted the General. "At ease. Take us into to orbit and prepare for the jump to hyperspace." Krell ordered the room.

Odette watched as everyone worked like a well oiled machine. Soon they were in orbit and their three cruisers were all prepped for the jump. "Padawan Kryze."

"Yes Master Krell." Odette answered, wondering what her master wanted.

Krell didn't look to his apprentice as he spoke. "Until I believe your emotions are controlled, you will meditate daily and at extensive lengths." Odette nodded, knowing her master probably knew what was best. "I shall collect you when it is time to train."

"I'll show you to your quarters." Plinko offered as Odette turned to leave the bridge. When there was no objection, she assumed it was alright. The walk to her room was quiet, not a word was spoken. Odette noticed there was no chatting from any of the men, not even a greeting of any kind. "Here we are Commander Kryze."

"Thank you, Commander Plinko." Odette gave him a smile. "And please, call me Odette. We are going to be working with each other after all."

"Thank you for the offer, Commander Kryze, but I will have to decline." Odette frowned as Plinko continued to speak formally to her. "If that is all, I will take my leave." With another salute he left, heading back towards the bridge.

Odette frowned as she watched the clone commander leave. She then looked to the other clones walking around the halls. None of them spared a glance at her. Any that did make eye contacted, stood at attention and gave her a salute before continuing on.

She retreated into the room, confused at the difference in atmosphere from the clones she had fought with before. Odette sat on the floor, determined to meditate and get her feelings under control. The last thing she needed was for something else to pop up and cause the Jedi Council to worry.

As she relaxed her mind and reached out into the force, she was overwhelmed by the prevailing feeling of fear and sadness onboard. She steeled herself as she pushed through it, only to find and empty void of just nothing. 'This feels like droids rather than clones.'

'Are you going to do something about it?' Odette felt annoyance spring up at the dark voice that cropped up in her mind. 'Did I disturb you?'

'Go away.' Odette ordered as she calmed herself and filed her emotions away.

'You invited me in.' The Son teased her as she continued to meditate and organize her mind and emotions. 'You can't ignore me. I know your heart. You are far closer to the dark side than you realize. Embrace it. Use it to save this galaxy and those you care about.'

'That's like telling someone to put out a fire with lightning.' Odette argued. 'And I am stronger than you. I won't fall to the dark side.'

'Your Master might.' Odette frowned as the Son chuckled darkly before retreating, leaving nothing but an echo in her mind.

Odette shook her head as she got up from meditating. She picked up her damaged helmet and set it down on the desk in her room. Then she slowly began removing all of the piece of armor from her clothing. Soon she was in a simple jedi tunic with many damaged pieces of armor on her desk. All of the pieces were made of an impure bescar, thus not as sturdy as Mandalorian armor made nowadays. Perhaps she could get her aunt to send her new armor pieces.

A knock at her door brought her out of her thoughts. She opened the door for her master. "Yes Master Krell?"

Krell nodded as he observed his apprentice. "You're much more composed. Come, we have training." He led the way towards the training area onboard the cruiser. "Continue to meditate and discard your feelings. They serve no purpose for a Jedi, only drawing them away from their goals of peace."

"Yes Master." Odette replied with a nod to her Master's back. She observed the men around them as they entered the training room. There were clones training rigorously, but once again no one joked or interacted in a non-formal way. "The men are dedicated to their training."

"They will do their job." Krell walked over to an area, dismissing the men using it. "As we must do ours." He turned and faced the Padawan. "We shall begin with reviewing your seven forms."

Odette nodded as she took her saber from her belt. She didn't bother trying to ignite the broken blade as she took the proper position. She breathed evenly as she moved through the steps Obi-wan had shown her when she had first become his Padawan. He had taught her all of the forms, since she did not have any sort of training with a lightsaber.

As she finished Form I, she smoothly moved into Form II. Surprisingly she had used this one quite often in duels against both Anakin and Ahsoka. Both had not been expecting her to use it, but it only worked if the two were paying too close of attention to her. She could never use it against Obi-wan, he saw through her every time.

Once she had worked through Form II, she was onto Form III. She had the most experience with this Form, Master Kenobi used it primarily. She had observed his movement while they trained, all the while working on efficient ways to counter and get around his form. He still managed to see through her attempts, but at least she was experienced in fighting it.

She took a deep breath as she moved into Form IV. She enjoyed the acrobatics and quick movements, but it always exhausted her whenever she trained extensively with it. The Form was useful when fighting in areas with many surfaces and angles to propel from, but is was exhausting. She held back a bit, knowing she would just tire herself out. Luckily without the armor on her tunic there was much less weight on her body.

She paused to catch her breath as she finished running through Form IV. "We will stop there." Odette looked over as Master Krell spoke. "We will work on your endurance and stamina as well as your meditation. You should be able to run through all seven forms without needing a rest or holding back." Odette nodded as her master explained. "You are dismissed for dinner. Then you work on reconstructing your saber and continue your meditation until we arrive at Jedha."

"Yes Master." Odette gave the Jedi Master a bow before she turned and left the training area.

As she walked down the halls to her quarters, she looked around at the clones once more. Their prestige white armor and unison coloring reminded her too much of the mass produced droids. They all looked the same. They even walked as though on parade. It made her feel even more out of place.

She let out a sigh as she entered her room. "I'm thinking too much." She reasoned as she headed for the refresher. Thinking was leading to getting attached and emotional, or revealing more attachments she had grown used to. Those attachments to individualism and freedom of expression were leading her to frustration and anger, and she knew exactly where that would lead.

'It takes strength to resist the Dark Side.' Obi-wan had once told her.

Odette nodded, making a decision. "I will be strong. I won't fall."

Time for a bit more character growth. Because if you are familiar with the series, you know what is coming up next.