Here's the third chapter. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR REVIEWING THIS, SHY DRAGON!!! AND IT WASN'T A FLAME! :D
Disclaimer: George Lucas owns the universe and all recognizable characters, but I think the only recognizable one in this is Yoda, I'm not sure. I own Raina, Sussen, Aleda, Anareth etc.
Oh, and, in the first chapter, bond thoughts looked like *this*, but I realized that would be confusing, because I used that for regular thoughts and emphasis as well, so from now on, bond thoughts look like **this**, ok? Cool :-) On with the story!
Later that night, Yoda sat in the Semsera, thinking. He was sure Raina wouldn't seek him out that night, for she had her own dark thoughts to brood over. He knew she was getting worried about not being chosen as a Padawan. If only she knew what she *should* be worrying about....
No. If he had anything to say about it, and he did, Raina would never know about her father, or anything else connected to him. But Anareth taking the Skywalker girl as an apprentice posed a threat to Raina's innocence. Sussen was very smart, and he knew she would find out the truth eventually. A whisper in the Force told him she already suspected something. Being a loyal friend, she would rush straight to Raina and tell her, and then only the Force knew what would happen.
Should he take her as his apprentice right then? Or should he wait until the Force told him the threat from Keiteyan had subsided, at least temporarily? He looked within himself for the answer, but could find none. He knew his emotions for the girl had clouded his mind, but Raina had took the place of the daughter he had lost, along with Naela. Biologically, she was daughter and heir to Ryhia Lanalen and Keiteyan Mehir. In his heart, she was his daughter, the Caila.
The thought startled him. *She cannot be Caila. They would never accept a human, and she would die long before she inherited. I must never think of this again. Her destiny lies along the path of the Jedi, as does mine, only I could never quite let go of my past.*
He remembered Keiteyan, Anareth, and Ryhia as children. Ryhia, calm and gentle, had been the embodiment of serenity. Fiery Anareth had been a fighter, never backing down. And Keiteyan had been a mystery, his true self never quite revealed to anyone, except perhaps Ryhia and his twin sister Anareth.
What irony that the Council of the time had thought Anareth would turn! She was too angry, they said, too wild. But Yoda, and a few others, knew that they had been wrong, so Anareth had been chosen as a Padawan and went on to become one of the Order's best Knights. Mistress A'loima Torel had done a superb job with her.
But no one had been prepared for Keiteyan. No one knew that when false rumours spread about his wife Ryhia concieving the children of Laiski Dericon (who was actually in love with Keiteyan's *sister,* not his wife) he would believe the rumours, and go into a rage, drawing his lightsaber and murdering his infant son. Ryhia and her daughter, Valoria, who was no more than a week old at the time, had gotten away, and hid under the protection of Yoda and the people of his birth.
Ryhia died soon after. The healer who had been tending to her said that it was of a fever, but Yoda knew it was of a broken heart. Before she died, Ryhia told him of a vision she had had, and begged Yoda to promise to train her daughter in the ways of the Force. She told him that the Force would show him when it was time, but that he had to wait for the child's father to stop looking for her, at least for a little while, before she could officially become Yoda's Padawan. Yoda made that promise to her, and took Valoria back to Coruscant.
There she was renamed. Yoda gave her a name in his language: Raina Falkonai. Raina meant "Fire-Dreamer," which, since learning Basic, Yoda had found a little ironic. Falkonai meant what it sounded like: "Falcon." He did keep Valoria as her middle name though, to honour her mother. Valoria was the name given to a woman in the Jedi prophecies, one who would have great strength and courage.
Yoda got up and left the Semsera. He would speak to Laiski, he decided. He wondered if Laiski's feelings for Anareth still remained. Anareth was out of the Temple so often, and Laiski was so busy with Council duties, that Yoda doubted the two Jedi had seen each other in years. He knew that if they could just talk, something might still come of it. Love-passion-was lost forever to Yoda, and had been for nearly two centuries, but he didn't want that to happen to anyone else.
Padawan Kevan Jinn ran down the corridor. He needed to find Aleda right away. He had promised to help her with her studies on Galactic Cultures. Even though he didn't really like Aleda, he felt a bit sorry for her. Beautiful though she was, she had very few friends.
He heard a voice behind him. "Hi, Kevan."
It was Aleda. "Hello, Aleda," he replied, suddenly feeling unsure of himself. Aleda may be mean, but she was also *very* attractive, especially to a thirteen-year-old boy who was just beginning to grow into a man.
"Listen, Kevan," Aleda said, "I can't study with you tonight. Master Soryen wants to speak with me. If you want to meet me after...just to talk...I'm available," she said, brushing up against him.
Kevan didn't know what to say. He got the distict impression Aleda wanted to do more than just talk. Aleda, noticing his confusion, laughed. "Oh, you're quite the young man, Kevan Jinn. It's always nice talking to you." With that, she walked away.
"Creep!" someone said. Kevan turned around.
It was his friend Raina. "I can't believe that you were with that whore. You're disgusting, you Sithspawn creep!" she screamed.
"Rai, it wasn't like that," he said.
"I know what it was like. I saw the whole thing. What will Sussen say?"
"Raina, there's nothing for you to tell Sussen."
"Oh, really, then I guess you wouldn't mind if I just go right to Mistress Mehir's quarters and leave her a message." Raina started walking in that direction.
"Raina! You wouldn't!" exclaimed Kevan.
"Don't tell me what I would or would not do, Kevan Jinn. Standing in the hallway drooling over a slut like Aleda Kinsai. You disgust me, you arrogant, two-timing, CREEP!"
"Raina! What would Master Yoda say?" He meant it as a joke, but he could tell Raina was *not* amused.
Her eyes blazed. "Don't you *dare* bring him into this, you...you...son of a bitch!"
In tears, she ran to her room. Kevan stared after her, feeling bewildered.
Laiski Dericon and Anareth Mehir smiled at each other over their tea. "It has been long, Anri," Laiski said.
"Too long," Anareth replied.
"You have taken an apprentice now too? I just accepted mine a few weeks ago."
"You have a Padawan again? Good. It's past time, I think," she said.
Laiski sighed. "I am worried that I may fail this one too."
"Quit talking nonsense, Laiski Dericon. Breala was a Knight. She had finished her training. It was no fault of yours. It was a solo mission, and there was nothing you could have done to prevent her death."
"If I had trained her better...been more thorough...." He did not finish.
"Laiski! You can't blame yourself! You trained her better than most Masters train their Padawans. There are just some things that no Jedi is trained for, that's all." Anareth's blue-violet eyes met Laiski's deep brown ones. "You know that."
"If I trained my apprentice better than most Masters do theirs, then why is it that *their* Padawans survive their first solo mission and *mine* did not?"
"Circumstance, Laiski!"
He sighed. "Yes, Anareth, I suppose you are right. I am less than confident in my abilites as a Master, though."
"That is no place for any Master to be, and you know it, Laiski Dericon."
"Yes, I know. I will trust in the Force. Besides, Kevan is stronger and more confident in himself than Breala was."
"Kevan. Kevan Jinn?"
"Yes, how did you know?"
Her eyes gleamed and she laughed. "Laiski, every girl in the Temple between the ages of eleven and fifteen is infatuated with him. But right now, he and *my* apprentice, Sussen...have something between them. I wouldn't call it much, but it is something."
"And you know this after one day back? You always were a gossip, Anri." He smiled at her.
"Yes, I know. Mistress Torel tried her best to break me of that habit and failed miserably."
"Hmm. As I recall, there was another habit she could never break you of...."
Anareth smiled at the memory. "Oh, Laiski, that was much more than a habit. If it was a habit...I would have fallen out of it by now."
Laiski stared at her for a long moment. "I thought you had."
"Never. Many things have changed in the past thirteen years, but in all that time, my feelings for you never did."
"Nor did mine for you."
"Then you are saying that my brother was being a fool?"
"If you will forgive me, yes."
"Oh, I think I can forgive you for that."
They drew together, then, and their lips met. The embrace held for a long moment until the door chime sounded. "Force, can anyone have any peace around here? I'm busy," Laiski growled.
"Ahh. See now I do, that need help from me to rekindle old flames you do not. Good evening I wish you, Master Dericon. Mistress Mehir," Yoda said from behind the door.
Yoda chuckled to himself. He should have known that those two would waste no time. "A foolish old man I am," he said to no one in particular. Somehow that had made him feel much better. He turned around and went off in search of a certain young girl.
When he knocked on the door to Raina's room, she did not answer.
**Naklita?** he asked through what Raina didn't realize was a Master-Padawan bond.
**Go away,** she replied, closing her mind to him.
Yoda felt vaguely hurt. She had never done that before. He tried to reach and find out what was upsetting her, but she shielded more tightly.
"Naklita, let me in," he said verbally.
"No," she said.
"Extremely upset you are," he said.
"Yes, I am!"
"Why?"
"I'll never be a Jedi Knight and Kevan Jinn is a Sithspawn creep."
"Run smooth the course of true love does not," he said, trying to smile.
"That is NOT funny."
Yoda wanted to make her feel better, but he sensed that perhaps an offer of apprenticeship would be recieved better in the morning.
That's all for this chapter. I know, I'm no good at writing romance. Please review, okay?
Disclaimer: George Lucas owns the universe and all recognizable characters, but I think the only recognizable one in this is Yoda, I'm not sure. I own Raina, Sussen, Aleda, Anareth etc.
Oh, and, in the first chapter, bond thoughts looked like *this*, but I realized that would be confusing, because I used that for regular thoughts and emphasis as well, so from now on, bond thoughts look like **this**, ok? Cool :-) On with the story!
Later that night, Yoda sat in the Semsera, thinking. He was sure Raina wouldn't seek him out that night, for she had her own dark thoughts to brood over. He knew she was getting worried about not being chosen as a Padawan. If only she knew what she *should* be worrying about....
No. If he had anything to say about it, and he did, Raina would never know about her father, or anything else connected to him. But Anareth taking the Skywalker girl as an apprentice posed a threat to Raina's innocence. Sussen was very smart, and he knew she would find out the truth eventually. A whisper in the Force told him she already suspected something. Being a loyal friend, she would rush straight to Raina and tell her, and then only the Force knew what would happen.
Should he take her as his apprentice right then? Or should he wait until the Force told him the threat from Keiteyan had subsided, at least temporarily? He looked within himself for the answer, but could find none. He knew his emotions for the girl had clouded his mind, but Raina had took the place of the daughter he had lost, along with Naela. Biologically, she was daughter and heir to Ryhia Lanalen and Keiteyan Mehir. In his heart, she was his daughter, the Caila.
The thought startled him. *She cannot be Caila. They would never accept a human, and she would die long before she inherited. I must never think of this again. Her destiny lies along the path of the Jedi, as does mine, only I could never quite let go of my past.*
He remembered Keiteyan, Anareth, and Ryhia as children. Ryhia, calm and gentle, had been the embodiment of serenity. Fiery Anareth had been a fighter, never backing down. And Keiteyan had been a mystery, his true self never quite revealed to anyone, except perhaps Ryhia and his twin sister Anareth.
What irony that the Council of the time had thought Anareth would turn! She was too angry, they said, too wild. But Yoda, and a few others, knew that they had been wrong, so Anareth had been chosen as a Padawan and went on to become one of the Order's best Knights. Mistress A'loima Torel had done a superb job with her.
But no one had been prepared for Keiteyan. No one knew that when false rumours spread about his wife Ryhia concieving the children of Laiski Dericon (who was actually in love with Keiteyan's *sister,* not his wife) he would believe the rumours, and go into a rage, drawing his lightsaber and murdering his infant son. Ryhia and her daughter, Valoria, who was no more than a week old at the time, had gotten away, and hid under the protection of Yoda and the people of his birth.
Ryhia died soon after. The healer who had been tending to her said that it was of a fever, but Yoda knew it was of a broken heart. Before she died, Ryhia told him of a vision she had had, and begged Yoda to promise to train her daughter in the ways of the Force. She told him that the Force would show him when it was time, but that he had to wait for the child's father to stop looking for her, at least for a little while, before she could officially become Yoda's Padawan. Yoda made that promise to her, and took Valoria back to Coruscant.
There she was renamed. Yoda gave her a name in his language: Raina Falkonai. Raina meant "Fire-Dreamer," which, since learning Basic, Yoda had found a little ironic. Falkonai meant what it sounded like: "Falcon." He did keep Valoria as her middle name though, to honour her mother. Valoria was the name given to a woman in the Jedi prophecies, one who would have great strength and courage.
Yoda got up and left the Semsera. He would speak to Laiski, he decided. He wondered if Laiski's feelings for Anareth still remained. Anareth was out of the Temple so often, and Laiski was so busy with Council duties, that Yoda doubted the two Jedi had seen each other in years. He knew that if they could just talk, something might still come of it. Love-passion-was lost forever to Yoda, and had been for nearly two centuries, but he didn't want that to happen to anyone else.
Padawan Kevan Jinn ran down the corridor. He needed to find Aleda right away. He had promised to help her with her studies on Galactic Cultures. Even though he didn't really like Aleda, he felt a bit sorry for her. Beautiful though she was, she had very few friends.
He heard a voice behind him. "Hi, Kevan."
It was Aleda. "Hello, Aleda," he replied, suddenly feeling unsure of himself. Aleda may be mean, but she was also *very* attractive, especially to a thirteen-year-old boy who was just beginning to grow into a man.
"Listen, Kevan," Aleda said, "I can't study with you tonight. Master Soryen wants to speak with me. If you want to meet me after...just to talk...I'm available," she said, brushing up against him.
Kevan didn't know what to say. He got the distict impression Aleda wanted to do more than just talk. Aleda, noticing his confusion, laughed. "Oh, you're quite the young man, Kevan Jinn. It's always nice talking to you." With that, she walked away.
"Creep!" someone said. Kevan turned around.
It was his friend Raina. "I can't believe that you were with that whore. You're disgusting, you Sithspawn creep!" she screamed.
"Rai, it wasn't like that," he said.
"I know what it was like. I saw the whole thing. What will Sussen say?"
"Raina, there's nothing for you to tell Sussen."
"Oh, really, then I guess you wouldn't mind if I just go right to Mistress Mehir's quarters and leave her a message." Raina started walking in that direction.
"Raina! You wouldn't!" exclaimed Kevan.
"Don't tell me what I would or would not do, Kevan Jinn. Standing in the hallway drooling over a slut like Aleda Kinsai. You disgust me, you arrogant, two-timing, CREEP!"
"Raina! What would Master Yoda say?" He meant it as a joke, but he could tell Raina was *not* amused.
Her eyes blazed. "Don't you *dare* bring him into this, you...you...son of a bitch!"
In tears, she ran to her room. Kevan stared after her, feeling bewildered.
Laiski Dericon and Anareth Mehir smiled at each other over their tea. "It has been long, Anri," Laiski said.
"Too long," Anareth replied.
"You have taken an apprentice now too? I just accepted mine a few weeks ago."
"You have a Padawan again? Good. It's past time, I think," she said.
Laiski sighed. "I am worried that I may fail this one too."
"Quit talking nonsense, Laiski Dericon. Breala was a Knight. She had finished her training. It was no fault of yours. It was a solo mission, and there was nothing you could have done to prevent her death."
"If I had trained her better...been more thorough...." He did not finish.
"Laiski! You can't blame yourself! You trained her better than most Masters train their Padawans. There are just some things that no Jedi is trained for, that's all." Anareth's blue-violet eyes met Laiski's deep brown ones. "You know that."
"If I trained my apprentice better than most Masters do theirs, then why is it that *their* Padawans survive their first solo mission and *mine* did not?"
"Circumstance, Laiski!"
He sighed. "Yes, Anareth, I suppose you are right. I am less than confident in my abilites as a Master, though."
"That is no place for any Master to be, and you know it, Laiski Dericon."
"Yes, I know. I will trust in the Force. Besides, Kevan is stronger and more confident in himself than Breala was."
"Kevan. Kevan Jinn?"
"Yes, how did you know?"
Her eyes gleamed and she laughed. "Laiski, every girl in the Temple between the ages of eleven and fifteen is infatuated with him. But right now, he and *my* apprentice, Sussen...have something between them. I wouldn't call it much, but it is something."
"And you know this after one day back? You always were a gossip, Anri." He smiled at her.
"Yes, I know. Mistress Torel tried her best to break me of that habit and failed miserably."
"Hmm. As I recall, there was another habit she could never break you of...."
Anareth smiled at the memory. "Oh, Laiski, that was much more than a habit. If it was a habit...I would have fallen out of it by now."
Laiski stared at her for a long moment. "I thought you had."
"Never. Many things have changed in the past thirteen years, but in all that time, my feelings for you never did."
"Nor did mine for you."
"Then you are saying that my brother was being a fool?"
"If you will forgive me, yes."
"Oh, I think I can forgive you for that."
They drew together, then, and their lips met. The embrace held for a long moment until the door chime sounded. "Force, can anyone have any peace around here? I'm busy," Laiski growled.
"Ahh. See now I do, that need help from me to rekindle old flames you do not. Good evening I wish you, Master Dericon. Mistress Mehir," Yoda said from behind the door.
Yoda chuckled to himself. He should have known that those two would waste no time. "A foolish old man I am," he said to no one in particular. Somehow that had made him feel much better. He turned around and went off in search of a certain young girl.
When he knocked on the door to Raina's room, she did not answer.
**Naklita?** he asked through what Raina didn't realize was a Master-Padawan bond.
**Go away,** she replied, closing her mind to him.
Yoda felt vaguely hurt. She had never done that before. He tried to reach and find out what was upsetting her, but she shielded more tightly.
"Naklita, let me in," he said verbally.
"No," she said.
"Extremely upset you are," he said.
"Yes, I am!"
"Why?"
"I'll never be a Jedi Knight and Kevan Jinn is a Sithspawn creep."
"Run smooth the course of true love does not," he said, trying to smile.
"That is NOT funny."
Yoda wanted to make her feel better, but he sensed that perhaps an offer of apprenticeship would be recieved better in the morning.
That's all for this chapter. I know, I'm no good at writing romance. Please review, okay?