Ethaniel sat in her room, idly playing with her hair. She had a brother. Oh
there were the other children of course. Little Noka and sweet Elaine. But
they weren't truly her siblings. They were only her foster brother and
sister. She had a real brother. He was a Jedi. And he was coming to see
her. That thought caused her to twist her hair tightly, wrenching it
nervously.
"Ethaniel? Ethaniel are you ready yet?" came Benna Manchais' voice. Ethaniel shook herself free of the thoughts that entwined her and quickly made her way to the small chest at the foot of the bed. "I'm getting dressed Papa! I'll be out in a minute!" she called. With a grunt she opened the chest, sneezing as dust rose into the air. Trembling, Ethaniel pulled a faded dress out of the chest. It had been her mothers. Not Kayla, but her real mother. Though it was old, the dress still retained its beauty. Still, as she pulled it over her sweatpants, Ethaniel sighed. She really did hate dresses.
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"Are we there yet?" Anakin sighed.
"Were we there five minutes ago?"
"No." came the grumpy reply.
"Then there's your answer."
Anakin sighed again. "Well then when are we going to be there?"
This time Obi-Wan merely stared at his apprentice while motioning to the airlock beside him. The point was received quickly and Anakin was silent, though he shot glares at his Master.
"Padawan, if you insist on acting like a child, I have no hesitations to treat you like one." Obi-Wan warned. Quickly Anakin sat up and put on a calm mask. "Sorry sir." He mumbled. Obi-Wan merely nodded and resumed looking out the window. His sister. It still sounded wrong when he thought it.
*But she is your sister Obi-Wan*
The voice startled the Jedi Knight and he jumped.
"What's wrong?" Anakin asked, concerned.
"Nothing. I thought for a moment that I heard Qui-Gon…it was just my mind playing tricks on me. Don't worry Anakin." The Knight assured his apprentice. But he couldn't assure himself.
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"Ouch! Stop brushing so hard mama!" Ethaniel exclaimed, putting a hand to her sore scalp. Kayla paid no attention, only running the brush through the long hair again, before pulling it back in a silver clasp. "There! You look beautiful!" Kayla commented with pride. After nearly sixteen years the moment she dreaded was coming. Her daughter was going to be taken away if things went well. Tears fell down her cheeks but Kayla wiped them away before Ethaniel could see them. The young girl turned around with a shy smile.
"Do you think he'll like me?" she asked worriedly.
Kayla laughed through her glistening eyes. "He would have to be crazy not too."
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I know this was short but the next chapter is going to be really long, I promise! Thanks for the great reviews!!
"Ethaniel? Ethaniel are you ready yet?" came Benna Manchais' voice. Ethaniel shook herself free of the thoughts that entwined her and quickly made her way to the small chest at the foot of the bed. "I'm getting dressed Papa! I'll be out in a minute!" she called. With a grunt she opened the chest, sneezing as dust rose into the air. Trembling, Ethaniel pulled a faded dress out of the chest. It had been her mothers. Not Kayla, but her real mother. Though it was old, the dress still retained its beauty. Still, as she pulled it over her sweatpants, Ethaniel sighed. She really did hate dresses.
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"Are we there yet?" Anakin sighed.
"Were we there five minutes ago?"
"No." came the grumpy reply.
"Then there's your answer."
Anakin sighed again. "Well then when are we going to be there?"
This time Obi-Wan merely stared at his apprentice while motioning to the airlock beside him. The point was received quickly and Anakin was silent, though he shot glares at his Master.
"Padawan, if you insist on acting like a child, I have no hesitations to treat you like one." Obi-Wan warned. Quickly Anakin sat up and put on a calm mask. "Sorry sir." He mumbled. Obi-Wan merely nodded and resumed looking out the window. His sister. It still sounded wrong when he thought it.
*But she is your sister Obi-Wan*
The voice startled the Jedi Knight and he jumped.
"What's wrong?" Anakin asked, concerned.
"Nothing. I thought for a moment that I heard Qui-Gon…it was just my mind playing tricks on me. Don't worry Anakin." The Knight assured his apprentice. But he couldn't assure himself.
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"Ouch! Stop brushing so hard mama!" Ethaniel exclaimed, putting a hand to her sore scalp. Kayla paid no attention, only running the brush through the long hair again, before pulling it back in a silver clasp. "There! You look beautiful!" Kayla commented with pride. After nearly sixteen years the moment she dreaded was coming. Her daughter was going to be taken away if things went well. Tears fell down her cheeks but Kayla wiped them away before Ethaniel could see them. The young girl turned around with a shy smile.
"Do you think he'll like me?" she asked worriedly.
Kayla laughed through her glistening eyes. "He would have to be crazy not too."
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I know this was short but the next chapter is going to be really long, I promise! Thanks for the great reviews!!