NOTE: *....*means character thoughts
//...//means telepathic messages
((....)) my thoughts on whatever-is-happening-to-whoever-I-place-in-a-usually-cruel-situation....lol
*~*~*~*~*~means flashback/dream
Ch. 2
Qui-Gon strode down the halls of the Jedi Temple. The tall Jedi Knight was going to a personal training session he had scheduled with Lenna. Before he was going to be able to carry out his plan of asking her to be his Padawan, he first must gain her trust. He had been working with her for two weeks, doing everything from dueling to meditating with her.
Now, Qui-Gon was going to duel with her in the lightsaber training hall. Though she was still keeping her distance from him emotionally, he could sense the iron-clad walls around Lenna's heart beginning to crumble. As Qui-Gon entered the training hall, he saw Lenna already there, as usual. The young girl was kneeling in a meditative posture. Qui-Gon walked over and stood by her, waiting for Lenna to gain the composure she felt she needed.
A few moments later, Lenna stood. "Hello, Qui-Gon,"she said softly in greeting.
Qui-Gon gave a slight smile, "How are you today, Lenna? Good, I hope, because you will need all of your strength to duel today." Qui-Gon smiled as he challenged the teen. Lenna shrugged and drew her lightsaber, stepping backward to prepare for the duel.
Qui-Gon nodded and drew his green blade. He circled, waiting for Lenna to make the first move. Lenna leapt forward, her silver blade blazing with swift intent. Qui-Gon easily parried her blows. The two Jedi continued the duel, a pattern beginning to show.
Qui-Gon reversed direction, taking the offensive. Lenna stumbled backward under the force of Qui-Gon's lightsaber. Lenna fell, landing flat on her back. Her lightsaber rolled to a halt a few meters from her outstretched hand. Qui-Gon called her lightsaber to his hand, offering it to her. Lenna took the blade and stood.
Little did the pair know, they had an audience.
"Performed well, you both did. Lenna, allowed yourself to be backed into a corner as opponents work offensively, you should not have,"Yoda said, making himself known. The small Jedi Master hobbled forward.
"To what do we owe this pleasure, Master?" Qui-Gon asked, extinguishing his blade.
"Going together on a training mission, you two will. Know that this is reserved for Masters and Padawans, I do. Care, I do not! Survival training mission would do good for both of you,"Yoda said, looking from Lenna to Qui-Gon.
Lenna opened her mouth to protest—
"Spending too much time at this temple, you are! Talented, you are. Waste your talents as a visual aid in class, I will not any longer. A Jedi Knight, you will become. Leaving the Temple is the best thing for you,"Yoda interrupted any further protest from Lenna.
Lenna nodded. "Yes, Master,"she said softly.
"Pack your things, you should. Your ship leaves in a few hours,"Yoda said, walking away, apparently satisfied with the outcome of the conversation.
Qui-Gon glanced over at Lenna, who had withdrawn into her usual silence. "This won't be so bad, don't worry. It won't kill us,"he said, trying to lighten the usual somber expression on her face.
She cracked a sarcastic smile, "Let's hope not."
* * * * * * * * *
The two Jedi boarded a ship and were soon in hyperspace, bound for the planet of Ragoon-6. Lenna was quiet, as usual for the whole voyage there. The voyage was uneventful. Qui-Gon passed the time meditating and trying to get Lenna to open up to him. Lenna responded very little to him, but it was more than usual. She even opened up slight about her past, but nothing about her Master. At the mention of her former apprenticeship, she would become even more quiet, so Qui-Gon decided not to press that issue.
Once they arrived on Ragoon-6, the two Jedi strode down the ramp, carrying a small survival pack with them. They sealed their ship and began the hike that would take them to their chosen campsite.
As they hiked, Qui-Gon stayed in the silence that Lenna seemed to prefer. As darkness neared, they set up camp.
Around the campfire, the woods were cool and soothing, yet not to Lenna. In her heart, she felt a strange sense of horrible foreboding. Something bad was coming. That something had to do with her Master.
She shivered despite the warmth the fire provided. Conflicting feelings she did not want to face rose in her heart at the thought of her Master— no, former Master.
Though it was hard to love someone who had betrayed you, she still did. Nicquon Davil had been the only father she had ever known. She had spent 3 years being his loyal Padawan, and he her loving Master.
Sadly, that was the past.....nothing could change the fact that remained.
Her Master was no longer hers.
He was of the Dark Side.
Lenna pulled the small dagger her Master had given her for her 12th birthday from the sheath in her boot, tracing the intricate design on it's hilt. *Oh, Master.....why?*
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Come here, Padawan,"Nicquon Davil said softly, his tall, muscular form sitting so he would be at Lenna's eye level.
Lenna walked obediently over to her Master, sitting next to him on the sofa, "Yes, Master?"
"Today is your birthday and we celebrate 2 years of being Master and apprentice. I am very proud of you. Here,"Nicquon said, handing her a small gift box, "open it."
Lenna smiled, "You shouldn't have,"she whispered, but opened the box nevertheless. She smiled as she saw the beautifully carved hilt of a dagger. In the hilt of the vibroblade was the intricately carved design of a mythical creature, the Fire Wolf. The creature was from a bedtime story her Master had told her since he had first chosen her as his apprentice.
The Fire Wolf symbolized strength and love through hardship.
The dagger was slightly big for Lenna's small hand, but she loved it just the same. It was from her Master. She would have loved it even if he had given her a rock. ((hehe....*cough*future Qui-Gon...))
"Master, thank you so much,"she whispered, hugging the big Jedi.
The muscular Jedi Master returned the hug like a father.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Lenna, are you all right?"Qui-Gon asked, noticing the tears glistening in Lenna's eyes.
Lenna nodded uncertainly.
"What's that?"Qui-Gon asked, gesturing to the dagger in Lenna's hand, noticing the emotion she felt when she held the small, but treasured weapon.
Lenna looked up at Qui-Gon, finally meeting his gaze. "My Master gave this to me on my 12thbirthday, just before....things started to change..."Lenna began, but her voice trailed off as her throat constricted. Qui-Gon nodded compassionately. Lenna remained silent after speaking of her Master.
"It is time that we get some rest, goodnight, Lenna,"Qui-Gon said gently. Lenna nodded mutely and stood, walking over to the tent they would share.
Lenna curled up in her sleep-mat, trying to suppress the shivers that ran down her spine every few moments at the thought of her Master. Something was terribly wrong.
Qui-Gon laid down on his sleep-mat, glancing over at Lenna, who sat there, staring off into space. "Is something wrong?"he asked gently. Lenna paused, then shrugged. The danger was not immediate.
The two Jedi drifted into a sleep, one of which was haunted by nightmares of the past, as well as the future.
* * * * * * * * *
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"You are worthless!!!"the big Jedi yelled angrily.
Lenna took an involuntary step backward. "Master, no. Please,"she whispered, her soft voice begging her Master to return to her.
There was no compassion in the gaze of the Jedi Master that once held so much love. Lenna extended her hand to the big Jedi, pleading.
"Masta, please,"she whispered again, her grief allowing her accent to bleed through.
The ex-Jedi Master's mask of anger slipped for a moment. "Padawan..."Nicquon murmured, then froze.
The hatred return to his gaze, blazing like an out of control inferno, "You have no control over me, Jedi! You are worth nothing! The Jedi you follow so blindly do not understand. You do not understand, foolish girl." With that, the muscular man drew his lightsaber.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
* * * * * * * * *
Lenna jerked awake, sitting bolt-upright on her sleep-matt. She trembled violently, drenched in a cold sweat. She stood, unheeding the fact that she could awake Qui-Gon as she grabbed the dagger from her boots and fled.
She needed to be out of the tent. A choked sob escaped her throat as she stumbled past the smoldering, dim fire. Behind her, she could hear the confused, concerned questions of a half-awake Qui-Gon. She payed no attention, she just wanted to get away......she did not know where. She just wanted her life back.
Lenna stumbled and fell, collapsing to her knees, tears flowing down her face. Immediately, Qui-Gon was at her side, his midnight blue eyes filled with worry and utter confusion. Despite his confusion, the tall Jedi Knight wrapped his arms around Lenna, trying to comfort her and protect her in the only way possible.
"Sh...Lenna, it's all right...it's all right. Everything is okay,"he whispered, rocking her gently back and forth. Qui-Gon had no idea as to what frightened the young girl, he just held her, hoping his presence would make the trembling stop and the sobs cease.
Lenna pulled away from Qui-Gon, but the big Jedi would not let her flee again. Not until he was sure she was okay. Lenna finally ceased her struggle and fell bonelessly to the ground, her face in her hands. Her slender form shook with silent sobs. Qui-Gon held her trembling body in his arms, whispering senseless words of comfort.
"Lenna, what is wrong?"Qui-Gon asked gently as her sobs lessened.
"Master..."Lenna whispered, her gaze distant.
Qui-Gon shook his head, confused, but continued to rock back and forth, stroking her hair in a comforting motion. "I promise, he will never hurt you again,"Qui-Gon said, picking the shaking girl up into his arms and carrying her back to the campsite.
* * * * * * * * *
Qui-Gon rolled over, wishing that morning had not come so soon. He squinted his eyes against the sunlight that spilled through the flaps in the tent. As he opened his eyes, a feeling of dread washed through him.
Lenna was gone!
Qui-Gon stood, pulling on his boots. He strode out of the tent, his midnight blue gaze intent and worried.
//Lenna?// Qui-Gon tried. It was a long shot that she could even possibly hear him through the potential bond, but he had to try.
He got no answer, just emotions.
He felt fear and pain.
Qui-Gon's sense of urgency mounted as he continued his search.
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well, that was another chapter. I hope yall enjoyed it! If you liked it, review!!! PLEASE!
Reviews are desired and appreciated!
This is an experimental story......revealing Qui-Gon's past of how he became such an apt, patient, compassionate teacher. I hope this makes for a good story in the end....which is much later...!
Signing out for now,
Lina Skye
//...//means telepathic messages
((....)) my thoughts on whatever-is-happening-to-whoever-I-place-in-a-usually-cruel-situation....lol
*~*~*~*~*~means flashback/dream
Ch. 2
Qui-Gon strode down the halls of the Jedi Temple. The tall Jedi Knight was going to a personal training session he had scheduled with Lenna. Before he was going to be able to carry out his plan of asking her to be his Padawan, he first must gain her trust. He had been working with her for two weeks, doing everything from dueling to meditating with her.
Now, Qui-Gon was going to duel with her in the lightsaber training hall. Though she was still keeping her distance from him emotionally, he could sense the iron-clad walls around Lenna's heart beginning to crumble. As Qui-Gon entered the training hall, he saw Lenna already there, as usual. The young girl was kneeling in a meditative posture. Qui-Gon walked over and stood by her, waiting for Lenna to gain the composure she felt she needed.
A few moments later, Lenna stood. "Hello, Qui-Gon,"she said softly in greeting.
Qui-Gon gave a slight smile, "How are you today, Lenna? Good, I hope, because you will need all of your strength to duel today." Qui-Gon smiled as he challenged the teen. Lenna shrugged and drew her lightsaber, stepping backward to prepare for the duel.
Qui-Gon nodded and drew his green blade. He circled, waiting for Lenna to make the first move. Lenna leapt forward, her silver blade blazing with swift intent. Qui-Gon easily parried her blows. The two Jedi continued the duel, a pattern beginning to show.
Qui-Gon reversed direction, taking the offensive. Lenna stumbled backward under the force of Qui-Gon's lightsaber. Lenna fell, landing flat on her back. Her lightsaber rolled to a halt a few meters from her outstretched hand. Qui-Gon called her lightsaber to his hand, offering it to her. Lenna took the blade and stood.
Little did the pair know, they had an audience.
"Performed well, you both did. Lenna, allowed yourself to be backed into a corner as opponents work offensively, you should not have,"Yoda said, making himself known. The small Jedi Master hobbled forward.
"To what do we owe this pleasure, Master?" Qui-Gon asked, extinguishing his blade.
"Going together on a training mission, you two will. Know that this is reserved for Masters and Padawans, I do. Care, I do not! Survival training mission would do good for both of you,"Yoda said, looking from Lenna to Qui-Gon.
Lenna opened her mouth to protest—
"Spending too much time at this temple, you are! Talented, you are. Waste your talents as a visual aid in class, I will not any longer. A Jedi Knight, you will become. Leaving the Temple is the best thing for you,"Yoda interrupted any further protest from Lenna.
Lenna nodded. "Yes, Master,"she said softly.
"Pack your things, you should. Your ship leaves in a few hours,"Yoda said, walking away, apparently satisfied with the outcome of the conversation.
Qui-Gon glanced over at Lenna, who had withdrawn into her usual silence. "This won't be so bad, don't worry. It won't kill us,"he said, trying to lighten the usual somber expression on her face.
She cracked a sarcastic smile, "Let's hope not."
* * * * * * * * *
The two Jedi boarded a ship and were soon in hyperspace, bound for the planet of Ragoon-6. Lenna was quiet, as usual for the whole voyage there. The voyage was uneventful. Qui-Gon passed the time meditating and trying to get Lenna to open up to him. Lenna responded very little to him, but it was more than usual. She even opened up slight about her past, but nothing about her Master. At the mention of her former apprenticeship, she would become even more quiet, so Qui-Gon decided not to press that issue.
Once they arrived on Ragoon-6, the two Jedi strode down the ramp, carrying a small survival pack with them. They sealed their ship and began the hike that would take them to their chosen campsite.
As they hiked, Qui-Gon stayed in the silence that Lenna seemed to prefer. As darkness neared, they set up camp.
Around the campfire, the woods were cool and soothing, yet not to Lenna. In her heart, she felt a strange sense of horrible foreboding. Something bad was coming. That something had to do with her Master.
She shivered despite the warmth the fire provided. Conflicting feelings she did not want to face rose in her heart at the thought of her Master— no, former Master.
Though it was hard to love someone who had betrayed you, she still did. Nicquon Davil had been the only father she had ever known. She had spent 3 years being his loyal Padawan, and he her loving Master.
Sadly, that was the past.....nothing could change the fact that remained.
Her Master was no longer hers.
He was of the Dark Side.
Lenna pulled the small dagger her Master had given her for her 12th birthday from the sheath in her boot, tracing the intricate design on it's hilt. *Oh, Master.....why?*
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Come here, Padawan,"Nicquon Davil said softly, his tall, muscular form sitting so he would be at Lenna's eye level.
Lenna walked obediently over to her Master, sitting next to him on the sofa, "Yes, Master?"
"Today is your birthday and we celebrate 2 years of being Master and apprentice. I am very proud of you. Here,"Nicquon said, handing her a small gift box, "open it."
Lenna smiled, "You shouldn't have,"she whispered, but opened the box nevertheless. She smiled as she saw the beautifully carved hilt of a dagger. In the hilt of the vibroblade was the intricately carved design of a mythical creature, the Fire Wolf. The creature was from a bedtime story her Master had told her since he had first chosen her as his apprentice.
The Fire Wolf symbolized strength and love through hardship.
The dagger was slightly big for Lenna's small hand, but she loved it just the same. It was from her Master. She would have loved it even if he had given her a rock. ((hehe....*cough*future Qui-Gon...))
"Master, thank you so much,"she whispered, hugging the big Jedi.
The muscular Jedi Master returned the hug like a father.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Lenna, are you all right?"Qui-Gon asked, noticing the tears glistening in Lenna's eyes.
Lenna nodded uncertainly.
"What's that?"Qui-Gon asked, gesturing to the dagger in Lenna's hand, noticing the emotion she felt when she held the small, but treasured weapon.
Lenna looked up at Qui-Gon, finally meeting his gaze. "My Master gave this to me on my 12thbirthday, just before....things started to change..."Lenna began, but her voice trailed off as her throat constricted. Qui-Gon nodded compassionately. Lenna remained silent after speaking of her Master.
"It is time that we get some rest, goodnight, Lenna,"Qui-Gon said gently. Lenna nodded mutely and stood, walking over to the tent they would share.
Lenna curled up in her sleep-mat, trying to suppress the shivers that ran down her spine every few moments at the thought of her Master. Something was terribly wrong.
Qui-Gon laid down on his sleep-mat, glancing over at Lenna, who sat there, staring off into space. "Is something wrong?"he asked gently. Lenna paused, then shrugged. The danger was not immediate.
The two Jedi drifted into a sleep, one of which was haunted by nightmares of the past, as well as the future.
* * * * * * * * *
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"You are worthless!!!"the big Jedi yelled angrily.
Lenna took an involuntary step backward. "Master, no. Please,"she whispered, her soft voice begging her Master to return to her.
There was no compassion in the gaze of the Jedi Master that once held so much love. Lenna extended her hand to the big Jedi, pleading.
"Masta, please,"she whispered again, her grief allowing her accent to bleed through.
The ex-Jedi Master's mask of anger slipped for a moment. "Padawan..."Nicquon murmured, then froze.
The hatred return to his gaze, blazing like an out of control inferno, "You have no control over me, Jedi! You are worth nothing! The Jedi you follow so blindly do not understand. You do not understand, foolish girl." With that, the muscular man drew his lightsaber.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
* * * * * * * * *
Lenna jerked awake, sitting bolt-upright on her sleep-matt. She trembled violently, drenched in a cold sweat. She stood, unheeding the fact that she could awake Qui-Gon as she grabbed the dagger from her boots and fled.
She needed to be out of the tent. A choked sob escaped her throat as she stumbled past the smoldering, dim fire. Behind her, she could hear the confused, concerned questions of a half-awake Qui-Gon. She payed no attention, she just wanted to get away......she did not know where. She just wanted her life back.
Lenna stumbled and fell, collapsing to her knees, tears flowing down her face. Immediately, Qui-Gon was at her side, his midnight blue eyes filled with worry and utter confusion. Despite his confusion, the tall Jedi Knight wrapped his arms around Lenna, trying to comfort her and protect her in the only way possible.
"Sh...Lenna, it's all right...it's all right. Everything is okay,"he whispered, rocking her gently back and forth. Qui-Gon had no idea as to what frightened the young girl, he just held her, hoping his presence would make the trembling stop and the sobs cease.
Lenna pulled away from Qui-Gon, but the big Jedi would not let her flee again. Not until he was sure she was okay. Lenna finally ceased her struggle and fell bonelessly to the ground, her face in her hands. Her slender form shook with silent sobs. Qui-Gon held her trembling body in his arms, whispering senseless words of comfort.
"Lenna, what is wrong?"Qui-Gon asked gently as her sobs lessened.
"Master..."Lenna whispered, her gaze distant.
Qui-Gon shook his head, confused, but continued to rock back and forth, stroking her hair in a comforting motion. "I promise, he will never hurt you again,"Qui-Gon said, picking the shaking girl up into his arms and carrying her back to the campsite.
* * * * * * * * *
Qui-Gon rolled over, wishing that morning had not come so soon. He squinted his eyes against the sunlight that spilled through the flaps in the tent. As he opened his eyes, a feeling of dread washed through him.
Lenna was gone!
Qui-Gon stood, pulling on his boots. He strode out of the tent, his midnight blue gaze intent and worried.
//Lenna?// Qui-Gon tried. It was a long shot that she could even possibly hear him through the potential bond, but he had to try.
He got no answer, just emotions.
He felt fear and pain.
Qui-Gon's sense of urgency mounted as he continued his search.
*********************************
well, that was another chapter. I hope yall enjoyed it! If you liked it, review!!! PLEASE!
Reviews are desired and appreciated!
This is an experimental story......revealing Qui-Gon's past of how he became such an apt, patient, compassionate teacher. I hope this makes for a good story in the end....which is much later...!
Signing out for now,
Lina Skye