Chapter 12
The Start of Another Adventure
Entering the refuge called Sinlahekin with little Ashaia on her hip, Ravan made her way to her group of friends, who were mostly clothed in the traditional Jedi outfit, consisting of a range of tunics and a robe.
Among the group, was the young Knight Obi-Wan Kenobi, still showing slight signs of his battle with Kamikon. Also, there was Elaina, QuenChai, and the Basenji known as Bandit.
Coming closer to the group, Ravan caught a string of conversation.
"It's been a year, hasn't it? There's still no sign of her," Obi-Wan said.
"I wonder where she is," QuenChai added.
"Oh, g'morning Rava," Bandit greeted the Jedi with the toddler in tow.
"'Mornin'," Ravan replied to the canine, nodding a greeting to the rest, who cheerfully returned it.
"We've just been discussing about Mel's strange disappearance," Elaina told Ravan.
"Yes, I've..." she paused, staring at the person that appeared from the woods at her right,"...heard," she let out the suspicion in her voice.
"Mel," Obi-Wan gasped.
"You're back," Elaina added.
Melayne nodded, approaching the group. "Have you guys seen Vanda lately?"
"Mel...? She's been dead for a year now," Bandit informed the recently appearing Jedi Knight. Ravan cringed at the words.
Trying to hide the smile tugging at the corners of her mouth, Melayne bolted into the woods, where, a very familiar figure appeared from the shadowing woods.
Expecting the gasps and the wide-eyes, the familiar face smiled, standing beside Melayne.
"It's..." Ravan gasped.
"Vanda," Melayne finished her sentence.
"But...how? Mel?" Bandit yelped, astonished.
"Never underestimate the power of resurrection," Melayne told the flabbergasted group of friends.
The wide eyes and dropped jaws soon faded away into tearing eyes and smiles.
"I'm so glad you're back," Elaina spoke softly, QuenChai and Bandit nodding in agreement.
"Welcome back, kid," Obi-Wan smirked, hugging her into a friendly embrace.
Turning to Ravan, Vanda's eyes burned with tears.
"Has she gotten big," Vanda smirked, referring to the giggling toddler in Ravan's arms.
"I'm expecting again," Ravan informed her.
"Blamed on Bandit's tea, I assume?" Vanda smirked, glancing at the 'Senji trying to hide behind Elaina.
A cheerful, rare laugh chorused through the group. The laughter ceased when a glare flared on the face of Melayne. The fire in her eyes was only unleashed on one person. "Taylor," she spat.
Intending to keep walking, Taylor turned and headed for the group, a questioning look on his face.
"'Mornin', Taylor," Ravan greeted, sending calming waves to Melayne to calm her down.
"Is that...?" he questioned, getting a closer look at Vanda.
Holding her head high and smiling, Vanda saw a bright shining of recognition in Taylor's sapphire eyes.
"Tay..." Vanda grinned.
Smiling in a soft laugh, he picked her up and swung her around into his arms, kissing her softly. "How'd this happen?"
"Mel did it," Bandit informed him.
Turning to Mel, he heard her say, "From the way 'ya freaked out after she died, I thought I'd do everyone a favor..."
Grinning to Mel's statement, Taylor quickly hugged her. "Thank you.."
"Anytime," she smiled back.
Years later...
"Good morning, Faye," Vanda Kiolen-Hanson greeted her seven-year-old adopted daughter.
"'Morning," was the girl's reply.
"Ready for your training?"
"Can't I have breakfast first?"
"Of course, honey. Go see Daddy in the kitchen."
A knock on the cottage door distracted her from her breakfast.
"Who is it?" Vanda called.
"It's Ravan."
Opening the door, she smiled. "How're you this morning?"
"Good, good. You?"
"As good as I'll ever be."
A known smirk on the Master's face got Vanda questioning.
"I know that look. Who's the new Padawan, Ravan?"
"My daughter Ashaia," Ravan grinned.
"Well, what a coincidence. I just took Faye as my own Padawan."
"This should be interesting..."
"Aye," Ravan smiled.
"Ravan!" Faye squeaked, running at the Jedi Master in the doorway.
"Hey, kiddo...Are you doing everything Master Vanda says?"
"Yes ma'am," Faye replied politely.
The two Masters and the Padawan grinned. It would be interesting indeed.
So what'd you think? Sorry this chapter took so long to get up. My computer died and the new one's being evil but it's done! More parts may be added later and/or other chapters will be edited due to occasional flash-backs of memories. Or due to the continuing of my role playing. We shall see.
- Natselane
The Start of Another Adventure
Entering the refuge called Sinlahekin with little Ashaia on her hip, Ravan made her way to her group of friends, who were mostly clothed in the traditional Jedi outfit, consisting of a range of tunics and a robe.
Among the group, was the young Knight Obi-Wan Kenobi, still showing slight signs of his battle with Kamikon. Also, there was Elaina, QuenChai, and the Basenji known as Bandit.
Coming closer to the group, Ravan caught a string of conversation.
"It's been a year, hasn't it? There's still no sign of her," Obi-Wan said.
"I wonder where she is," QuenChai added.
"Oh, g'morning Rava," Bandit greeted the Jedi with the toddler in tow.
"'Mornin'," Ravan replied to the canine, nodding a greeting to the rest, who cheerfully returned it.
"We've just been discussing about Mel's strange disappearance," Elaina told Ravan.
"Yes, I've..." she paused, staring at the person that appeared from the woods at her right,"...heard," she let out the suspicion in her voice.
"Mel," Obi-Wan gasped.
"You're back," Elaina added.
Melayne nodded, approaching the group. "Have you guys seen Vanda lately?"
"Mel...? She's been dead for a year now," Bandit informed the recently appearing Jedi Knight. Ravan cringed at the words.
Trying to hide the smile tugging at the corners of her mouth, Melayne bolted into the woods, where, a very familiar figure appeared from the shadowing woods.
Expecting the gasps and the wide-eyes, the familiar face smiled, standing beside Melayne.
"It's..." Ravan gasped.
"Vanda," Melayne finished her sentence.
"But...how? Mel?" Bandit yelped, astonished.
"Never underestimate the power of resurrection," Melayne told the flabbergasted group of friends.
The wide eyes and dropped jaws soon faded away into tearing eyes and smiles.
"I'm so glad you're back," Elaina spoke softly, QuenChai and Bandit nodding in agreement.
"Welcome back, kid," Obi-Wan smirked, hugging her into a friendly embrace.
Turning to Ravan, Vanda's eyes burned with tears.
"Has she gotten big," Vanda smirked, referring to the giggling toddler in Ravan's arms.
"I'm expecting again," Ravan informed her.
"Blamed on Bandit's tea, I assume?" Vanda smirked, glancing at the 'Senji trying to hide behind Elaina.
A cheerful, rare laugh chorused through the group. The laughter ceased when a glare flared on the face of Melayne. The fire in her eyes was only unleashed on one person. "Taylor," she spat.
Intending to keep walking, Taylor turned and headed for the group, a questioning look on his face.
"'Mornin', Taylor," Ravan greeted, sending calming waves to Melayne to calm her down.
"Is that...?" he questioned, getting a closer look at Vanda.
Holding her head high and smiling, Vanda saw a bright shining of recognition in Taylor's sapphire eyes.
"Tay..." Vanda grinned.
Smiling in a soft laugh, he picked her up and swung her around into his arms, kissing her softly. "How'd this happen?"
"Mel did it," Bandit informed him.
Turning to Mel, he heard her say, "From the way 'ya freaked out after she died, I thought I'd do everyone a favor..."
Grinning to Mel's statement, Taylor quickly hugged her. "Thank you.."
"Anytime," she smiled back.
Years later...
"Good morning, Faye," Vanda Kiolen-Hanson greeted her seven-year-old adopted daughter.
"'Morning," was the girl's reply.
"Ready for your training?"
"Can't I have breakfast first?"
"Of course, honey. Go see Daddy in the kitchen."
A knock on the cottage door distracted her from her breakfast.
"Who is it?" Vanda called.
"It's Ravan."
Opening the door, she smiled. "How're you this morning?"
"Good, good. You?"
"As good as I'll ever be."
A known smirk on the Master's face got Vanda questioning.
"I know that look. Who's the new Padawan, Ravan?"
"My daughter Ashaia," Ravan grinned.
"Well, what a coincidence. I just took Faye as my own Padawan."
"This should be interesting..."
"Aye," Ravan smiled.
"Ravan!" Faye squeaked, running at the Jedi Master in the doorway.
"Hey, kiddo...Are you doing everything Master Vanda says?"
"Yes ma'am," Faye replied politely.
The two Masters and the Padawan grinned. It would be interesting indeed.
So what'd you think? Sorry this chapter took so long to get up. My computer died and the new one's being evil but it's done! More parts may be added later and/or other chapters will be edited due to occasional flash-backs of memories. Or due to the continuing of my role playing. We shall see.
- Natselane