Disclaimer: George Lucas owns the character as well as all of star wars… I
on the other hand, own nothing. So being me, I've decided to steal his
characters for awhile. Sue me not, I mean no harm. I'm a poor kid with no
money. I kid you not.
"The Jedi council has given you and your padawan a mission," Obi-wan said to the young but tall and broad shouldered, blond hair nineteen year old. Although young and boyish looking, with his sparkling deep blue eyes and lopsided grin, the Jedi knight in front of his was a role model to all Jedi. Puberty really got to him, Obi-wan thought as he surveyed his ex- padawan.
With his good looks, his slightly cocky, confident attitude and his quick wit, Anakin Skywalker was quite the ladies' man. He was tall, standing at a height of 6 foot 1. He was towering even over Obi-wan, who would always remember Anakin as the little squirt of nine who complained of the cold oh so often. Obi-wan smiled in satisfaction inwardly. His padawan had learnt well. Although nineteen and young, he was probably the best Jedi around, with both exceptional skills and knowledge of the force. Anakin followed the Jedi rules well. No hate, no anger and no love. Although he could have any girl he wanted at snap of his fingers (including the fifty years old librarian at the Jedi archives), he never gave in to temptation. He didn't even waver once at the face of temptation, and that was remarkable for even a Jedi knight, much less a nineteen years old Jedi knight, chosen one or not.
Obi-wan blushed sheepishly as he recalled a time, long ago, when he was nineteen and a padawan of Qui-Gon. He had fallen in love with a fellow Jedi, a girl called Sue-Ki. He and her had a secret relationship for awhile, until Qui-Gon caught them together. He was disciplined severely several times, before he was finally cured of his infatuation. Even him, the mature Obi-wan, who surpassed his master in wisdom, had fallen to the temptation of love. Yes, Obi-wan has taught Anakin well.
Meanwhile, the subject of Obi-wan's thoughts had been tapping his feet, not of impatience, but more of puzzlement. "Master? Master Obi-wan? Obi-wan!" Anakin finally raised his voice sternly. Obi-wan blinked slightly, and gave a sheepish smile. Anakin shook his head. "Master, you should know better. A Jedi must be alert at all times."
"Yes yes," Obi-wan replied, somewhat impatiently, slightly annoyed at being lectured by his ex-padawan, even though he knew Anakin was right. "I was thinking about something. Don't worry. Relax," he advised his ex-padawan and very good friend/son, who was standing stiffly with his hands clasped together.
Anakin nodded in respect, not relaxing from his stiff position. Obi-wan sighed. Perhaps he had trained Anakin too well. Obi-wan cleared his throat and continued. "Anyway, as I was saying Anakin, the Jedi council has given you and your padawan a mission. You are to assist me in protecting the senator of Naboo against assassins, whom we have no idea who at the moment." He waited for Anakin's reaction; he expected Anakin to be happy to finally see Padmé again. Instead, Anakin sighed. "Why the unhappiness, Anakin?"
"Nothing, master Obi-wan. I am grateful for the council to grant me yet another mission, and for my padawan to gain experience. It's just that politicians, I don't trust them much," Anakin replied, with a shrug. "The system doesn't work," Anakin said.
Obi-wan frowned. "Anakin, you know better than to insult the system. I agree that politicians are not to be trusted, but they are essential in the republic."
Anakin nodded again. "Yes master." Obi-wan studied his friend's serious face. "Do you even know who the senator of Naboo is?"
Anakin shook his head, with a small sheepish grin. "You know I don't care much for politics, master Obi-wan. They're boring. Give me a lightsaber match any day." Obi-wan smiled widely, scratching his beard. "Well, just for background information, since you're going to be protecting the senator, you should know who it is, shouldn't you?" Anakin nodded uncertainly. "Well, Anakin, the senator of Naboo is Padmé Naberrie, the former queen Amidala." Obi-wan winked at his fellow Jedi knight. "You do remember her, do you not?" he added teasingly.
"Of course, master," Anakin exclaimed. "She was a great help during the federation war. And she played a part in saving me from slavery, although Qui-Gon played a bigger part," Anakin said. Obi-wan smiled.
"Oh? Is that all, my very young fellow Jedi? I seemed to recall a padawan of mine, only a wee age of nine, having a crush on her." Anakin smirked, running his hair through his short curls. Even though he was a Jedi knight and could keep his hair long, he wanted to leave it short, to remember the stage where he was a mere padawan.
"Master Obi-wan, you must be mistaken. I could never gave a crush on Padmé, I'm a Jedi," he announced. His eyes however, sparkled humorously. Obi-wan gave him a knowing nod, before pushing Anakin out of his room. "Go and pack, and inform Carl about the mission." Carl was Anakin's padawan, and a very intelligent thirteen year old boy. Being only six years younger than Anakin, he looked up to Anakin like a brother and a role model.
Anakin nodded and walked out of the room, his mind thinking of the brown- haired girl whom he had mistaken for an angel so many years ago.
***
"Senator Amidala, the Jedi protectors will be here in four hours or so. Would you like to greet them or should I send them straight to their chambers?" Cordé, one of Padmé's new handmaiden asked. Padmé sighed. She had lots of paperwork to rush before the meeting, but she knew it was respectful to greet the Jedi who would be protecting her.
"I will be meeting them Cordé," she said regally as she led the way to her quarters. Closing the door behind her, she gave a sigh of relief and ginned at her handmaiden. "Do you know who are the Jedi who would be protecting me?" She asked, taking of her huge headset and allowing her brown curls to fall over her shoulders. Cordé shook her head.
"I'm sorry milady, I do not know. But Captain Panaka said that they were very experience Jedi knights. Don't worry. The separatists don't have a chance!" Cordé exclaimed patriotically, causing Padmé to smile in amusement.
"Thank You Cordé. I would like to retire now. Please call me when the Jedi protectors arrive," she announced, waving at Cordé to dismiss herself.
***
"Carl-Juan Shepherd! Sit down and relax. We will reach there soon," Anakin said, his eyes opening. He had been meditating with Obi-wan when Carl's nuisance finally pushed to his limits. "I know you're excited to go to Naboo. Trust me, I am too. It's a beautiful country. Isn't that right Obi- wan?" Anakin asked, turning to his friend.
Obi-wan opened his eyes and smiled. "It is a wonderful country. But remember Carl, we have a mission there, and not to play." Anakin nodded in agreement. Carl scowled, but nodded. "Yes masters," he greeted.
A pilot walked into the room and announced that they would be reaching Naboo soon. Anakin nodded and gave some last-minute instructions for the pilot, before turning to the older Jedi. He gave Obi-wan his lopsided smirk, but Obi-wan saw something in his eyes. Just a flash, but it was there. Anakin Skywalker, good in the force and exceptional skills, powerful and strong, nervous?
***
Ok… I'll write until here for now. R/R please and tell me how the story is. I know, I will get to the part where Anakin and Padmé finally meet. =P
"The Jedi council has given you and your padawan a mission," Obi-wan said to the young but tall and broad shouldered, blond hair nineteen year old. Although young and boyish looking, with his sparkling deep blue eyes and lopsided grin, the Jedi knight in front of his was a role model to all Jedi. Puberty really got to him, Obi-wan thought as he surveyed his ex- padawan.
With his good looks, his slightly cocky, confident attitude and his quick wit, Anakin Skywalker was quite the ladies' man. He was tall, standing at a height of 6 foot 1. He was towering even over Obi-wan, who would always remember Anakin as the little squirt of nine who complained of the cold oh so often. Obi-wan smiled in satisfaction inwardly. His padawan had learnt well. Although nineteen and young, he was probably the best Jedi around, with both exceptional skills and knowledge of the force. Anakin followed the Jedi rules well. No hate, no anger and no love. Although he could have any girl he wanted at snap of his fingers (including the fifty years old librarian at the Jedi archives), he never gave in to temptation. He didn't even waver once at the face of temptation, and that was remarkable for even a Jedi knight, much less a nineteen years old Jedi knight, chosen one or not.
Obi-wan blushed sheepishly as he recalled a time, long ago, when he was nineteen and a padawan of Qui-Gon. He had fallen in love with a fellow Jedi, a girl called Sue-Ki. He and her had a secret relationship for awhile, until Qui-Gon caught them together. He was disciplined severely several times, before he was finally cured of his infatuation. Even him, the mature Obi-wan, who surpassed his master in wisdom, had fallen to the temptation of love. Yes, Obi-wan has taught Anakin well.
Meanwhile, the subject of Obi-wan's thoughts had been tapping his feet, not of impatience, but more of puzzlement. "Master? Master Obi-wan? Obi-wan!" Anakin finally raised his voice sternly. Obi-wan blinked slightly, and gave a sheepish smile. Anakin shook his head. "Master, you should know better. A Jedi must be alert at all times."
"Yes yes," Obi-wan replied, somewhat impatiently, slightly annoyed at being lectured by his ex-padawan, even though he knew Anakin was right. "I was thinking about something. Don't worry. Relax," he advised his ex-padawan and very good friend/son, who was standing stiffly with his hands clasped together.
Anakin nodded in respect, not relaxing from his stiff position. Obi-wan sighed. Perhaps he had trained Anakin too well. Obi-wan cleared his throat and continued. "Anyway, as I was saying Anakin, the Jedi council has given you and your padawan a mission. You are to assist me in protecting the senator of Naboo against assassins, whom we have no idea who at the moment." He waited for Anakin's reaction; he expected Anakin to be happy to finally see Padmé again. Instead, Anakin sighed. "Why the unhappiness, Anakin?"
"Nothing, master Obi-wan. I am grateful for the council to grant me yet another mission, and for my padawan to gain experience. It's just that politicians, I don't trust them much," Anakin replied, with a shrug. "The system doesn't work," Anakin said.
Obi-wan frowned. "Anakin, you know better than to insult the system. I agree that politicians are not to be trusted, but they are essential in the republic."
Anakin nodded again. "Yes master." Obi-wan studied his friend's serious face. "Do you even know who the senator of Naboo is?"
Anakin shook his head, with a small sheepish grin. "You know I don't care much for politics, master Obi-wan. They're boring. Give me a lightsaber match any day." Obi-wan smiled widely, scratching his beard. "Well, just for background information, since you're going to be protecting the senator, you should know who it is, shouldn't you?" Anakin nodded uncertainly. "Well, Anakin, the senator of Naboo is Padmé Naberrie, the former queen Amidala." Obi-wan winked at his fellow Jedi knight. "You do remember her, do you not?" he added teasingly.
"Of course, master," Anakin exclaimed. "She was a great help during the federation war. And she played a part in saving me from slavery, although Qui-Gon played a bigger part," Anakin said. Obi-wan smiled.
"Oh? Is that all, my very young fellow Jedi? I seemed to recall a padawan of mine, only a wee age of nine, having a crush on her." Anakin smirked, running his hair through his short curls. Even though he was a Jedi knight and could keep his hair long, he wanted to leave it short, to remember the stage where he was a mere padawan.
"Master Obi-wan, you must be mistaken. I could never gave a crush on Padmé, I'm a Jedi," he announced. His eyes however, sparkled humorously. Obi-wan gave him a knowing nod, before pushing Anakin out of his room. "Go and pack, and inform Carl about the mission." Carl was Anakin's padawan, and a very intelligent thirteen year old boy. Being only six years younger than Anakin, he looked up to Anakin like a brother and a role model.
Anakin nodded and walked out of the room, his mind thinking of the brown- haired girl whom he had mistaken for an angel so many years ago.
***
"Senator Amidala, the Jedi protectors will be here in four hours or so. Would you like to greet them or should I send them straight to their chambers?" Cordé, one of Padmé's new handmaiden asked. Padmé sighed. She had lots of paperwork to rush before the meeting, but she knew it was respectful to greet the Jedi who would be protecting her.
"I will be meeting them Cordé," she said regally as she led the way to her quarters. Closing the door behind her, she gave a sigh of relief and ginned at her handmaiden. "Do you know who are the Jedi who would be protecting me?" She asked, taking of her huge headset and allowing her brown curls to fall over her shoulders. Cordé shook her head.
"I'm sorry milady, I do not know. But Captain Panaka said that they were very experience Jedi knights. Don't worry. The separatists don't have a chance!" Cordé exclaimed patriotically, causing Padmé to smile in amusement.
"Thank You Cordé. I would like to retire now. Please call me when the Jedi protectors arrive," she announced, waving at Cordé to dismiss herself.
***
"Carl-Juan Shepherd! Sit down and relax. We will reach there soon," Anakin said, his eyes opening. He had been meditating with Obi-wan when Carl's nuisance finally pushed to his limits. "I know you're excited to go to Naboo. Trust me, I am too. It's a beautiful country. Isn't that right Obi- wan?" Anakin asked, turning to his friend.
Obi-wan opened his eyes and smiled. "It is a wonderful country. But remember Carl, we have a mission there, and not to play." Anakin nodded in agreement. Carl scowled, but nodded. "Yes masters," he greeted.
A pilot walked into the room and announced that they would be reaching Naboo soon. Anakin nodded and gave some last-minute instructions for the pilot, before turning to the older Jedi. He gave Obi-wan his lopsided smirk, but Obi-wan saw something in his eyes. Just a flash, but it was there. Anakin Skywalker, good in the force and exceptional skills, powerful and strong, nervous?
***
Ok… I'll write until here for now. R/R please and tell me how the story is. I know, I will get to the part where Anakin and Padmé finally meet. =P