Part 2
Alycee's POV
That was way to close, I don't care if it wasn't anyone I was related to, my father, and my sister are extremely popular, and would have reported seeing me outside the house.
"Are you alright?" The elder Jedi asked.
"I'm better now. Now that I'm away at least."
"We need to get a blood sample. We think you may be Force-sensitive, and it may be our only means of keeping you away from your family."
I nodded, breathing, I didn't even notice when it was done. "Wait, what's your name?"
"My name is Obi-Wan Kenobi."
I wondered if he would be the one to train me if I was force sensitive. After all, I didn't know any other Jedi, and quite frankly didn't trust any other Jedi. Not even the famed chosen one. 'Doesn't Skywalker have a padawan already? So, I would just be a burden even if he wanted to train me.'
Obi-Wan's POV
I handed Alycee's blood sample to the medic on board. "I want this analyzed as soon as possible."
"Of course general."
A few hours passed, and the analysis was done. Luckily, her midi-chlorian count was high enough to consider her for Jedi training. The only question was, who would train her?
