The Terran Jedi
By (Shahiri) Moony and (Kara) Prongs
Chapter Two
By Moony
Kara stared at the clock near her bed. The pale, glowing numbers seemed to be ticking down to her doom, causing more anxiety that prevented her from sleep. Shahiri had always wanted to be a Jedi, but Kara had wanted to be normal. She didn't want to be treated like a freak, but she had to be. Not because she was a a Jedi (none of her friends even knew about that), but because her best friend was one. Shahiri was teased and Kara would always defend her.
Shahiri had always been fiery, but Kara was older and stronger, and she'd always taken it upon herself to give a good beating to anyone who dared to threaten her friend. That's the only reason she'd agreed to go to the academy: Because Shahiri might need her. Of course, she doubted it. Mara had come down with Lando on several occasions to visit, to do a progress report or whatever, and had developped a strong bond with Kara's short friend. Shahiri idolized the older Jedi, and was even beginning to look like her. Mara with her long locks of red-gold hair and green eyes, and Shahiri with her ice-blue eyes and brown-red hair that hung on her shoulders. . . they both always had the same wry intelligence in their expressions. If Shahiri ever needed help at the academy, Mara would be sure to provide it. Plus, Kara was positive that she'd once heard Shahiri say that Mara had a niece or nephew at the school.
These thoughts, along with many others, arose in Kara's mind as she lay awake in her bed. Tomorrow she would leave for the praxeum, and being a year older, wouldn't see her best friend for 365 Terran days. This made her uncomfortable, and she wanted to cancel the arrangements. . . wanted to start school in the coming year and hang out with her normal friends. . . but she changed her mind when she pictured Shahiri's face. It had been 7 years since they'd promsied to go to the academy together, and she wouldn't back out now.
~~
The next day, Kara's parents drove her to the local ship bay where Lando and Shahiri's parents waited to see her off. Kara plastered a grin on her face as they saw her off, but found it even more difficult to surpress the scowl that threatened to come when she saw Luke and Mara standing by a ship's entrance. They still felt strange, and she could sense that they didn't entirely trust her.
She looked past them to see a rickety old ship that look so weather-worn, she wouldn't even trust it to carry her one block.
"Jedi's travel in style, I see." She muttered to Shahiri, who laughed.
"I envy you, Kara." She pouted, but then realised that pouting wasn't really her thing. "So have good one, and I'll see you in a year!" She grinned, hugging her friend fiercely, and waved as Kara turned her head towards the ship. As she stepped forwards, a figure exited off the ramp, his long, black hair falling in his eyes. He called something to someone inside, then turned, bumping into Kara. She growled under her breath and entered the vessel, ignoring the person she'd just passed.
~~
Kyp Durron had thanked Han for the ride, and left. He had some important business to do on Terra involving some left-over Imperials who were scrounging the Terran underground. His breath caught in his throat, suddenly, as he felt an overwhelming presence, and turned to see a young girl, about 14 years old. She was tall, with a graceful figure and a brooding brow. Her short blond hair was in a disarray, and she didn't seem to be paying any attention to where she was going. Kyp bumped into her, but she barely stopped moving onward. He stared after her in wonderment.
SHE was the student that Skywalker was taking to the academy?! He couldn't be serious! She was just dripping with anger. . . Kyp grinned to himself. He'd been the same way.
He turned and kept walking, smirking. He would have to hope that Skywalker wouldn't change her too much, he thought, as she could be very useful in the near future.
~~
At the Academy, Kara had soon met Luke's nephews and niece. As unpredictable as always, Kara had decided that she didn't like them. They thought they could get everything just because their Mommy and Daddy were heroes of the Rebellion, not to mention their all-powerful Jedi aunt and uncle. Sure, Shahiri's father was a hero, but she never flaunted it. She always just stated it as a fact. But with the Solo brats, as Kara bitterly referred to them as, it was "Mom" this, or "Uncle Luke" that. And if the righteous triplets weren't bad enough, the morons they hung out with were. Kara detested Tenel Ka due to an "incident" which she didn't care to recall, and refused to even make eye-contact with the amazon princess. However, Kara's wrath didn't seem to carry on to Lowbacca. In fact, the rash and tempermental young Terran was rather fond of the Wookie, and she might've become good friends with him, though she'd schemed up ways for his translator droid to have an "accident". Unfortunately, like most of
the Kashyyk natives, he was fiercly loyal and stuck with the Solo clique at all times.
So she gave up on making friends. After all, once Shahiri got there, everything would be fine. Kara knew her shorter friend had been looking forward to meeting Jade's nephews and niece, of course, but she was such a good friend that she would ignore them as soon as she found out that Kara didn't like them. . . right?
Kara had told herself this several times, but doubt was beginning to disrupt her resolve. To distract herself, she began going on jogs during the evenings. What began has a diversion soon became an obsession, however, as it was on one of those dayly escapes that she found the temple, and began learning about the Sith.
She's been awed by the people who dared to use the force as a tool rather than an aid, to reject the Jedi ways. . . Kara loved the idea. Fascinated, she'd requested the help of a Jedi instructor by the name of Tionne. The fair musician loved sharing knowledge, and had readily agreed to help her. Skywalker hadn't agreed at first, but Tionne had managed to convince him, and Kara was grateful.
The Terran found herself liking the elder woman, and the instructor became her first friend at the academy. Tionne became an even better distraction, as a few months later, Kara had yet to receive ANY replies to the letters she'd been regularly sending to Shahiri.
Perhaps Miss Shahiri Taro wasn't such a good friend after all.
By (Shahiri) Moony and (Kara) Prongs
Chapter Two
By Moony
Kara stared at the clock near her bed. The pale, glowing numbers seemed to be ticking down to her doom, causing more anxiety that prevented her from sleep. Shahiri had always wanted to be a Jedi, but Kara had wanted to be normal. She didn't want to be treated like a freak, but she had to be. Not because she was a a Jedi (none of her friends even knew about that), but because her best friend was one. Shahiri was teased and Kara would always defend her.
Shahiri had always been fiery, but Kara was older and stronger, and she'd always taken it upon herself to give a good beating to anyone who dared to threaten her friend. That's the only reason she'd agreed to go to the academy: Because Shahiri might need her. Of course, she doubted it. Mara had come down with Lando on several occasions to visit, to do a progress report or whatever, and had developped a strong bond with Kara's short friend. Shahiri idolized the older Jedi, and was even beginning to look like her. Mara with her long locks of red-gold hair and green eyes, and Shahiri with her ice-blue eyes and brown-red hair that hung on her shoulders. . . they both always had the same wry intelligence in their expressions. If Shahiri ever needed help at the academy, Mara would be sure to provide it. Plus, Kara was positive that she'd once heard Shahiri say that Mara had a niece or nephew at the school.
These thoughts, along with many others, arose in Kara's mind as she lay awake in her bed. Tomorrow she would leave for the praxeum, and being a year older, wouldn't see her best friend for 365 Terran days. This made her uncomfortable, and she wanted to cancel the arrangements. . . wanted to start school in the coming year and hang out with her normal friends. . . but she changed her mind when she pictured Shahiri's face. It had been 7 years since they'd promsied to go to the academy together, and she wouldn't back out now.
~~
The next day, Kara's parents drove her to the local ship bay where Lando and Shahiri's parents waited to see her off. Kara plastered a grin on her face as they saw her off, but found it even more difficult to surpress the scowl that threatened to come when she saw Luke and Mara standing by a ship's entrance. They still felt strange, and she could sense that they didn't entirely trust her.
She looked past them to see a rickety old ship that look so weather-worn, she wouldn't even trust it to carry her one block.
"Jedi's travel in style, I see." She muttered to Shahiri, who laughed.
"I envy you, Kara." She pouted, but then realised that pouting wasn't really her thing. "So have good one, and I'll see you in a year!" She grinned, hugging her friend fiercely, and waved as Kara turned her head towards the ship. As she stepped forwards, a figure exited off the ramp, his long, black hair falling in his eyes. He called something to someone inside, then turned, bumping into Kara. She growled under her breath and entered the vessel, ignoring the person she'd just passed.
~~
Kyp Durron had thanked Han for the ride, and left. He had some important business to do on Terra involving some left-over Imperials who were scrounging the Terran underground. His breath caught in his throat, suddenly, as he felt an overwhelming presence, and turned to see a young girl, about 14 years old. She was tall, with a graceful figure and a brooding brow. Her short blond hair was in a disarray, and she didn't seem to be paying any attention to where she was going. Kyp bumped into her, but she barely stopped moving onward. He stared after her in wonderment.
SHE was the student that Skywalker was taking to the academy?! He couldn't be serious! She was just dripping with anger. . . Kyp grinned to himself. He'd been the same way.
He turned and kept walking, smirking. He would have to hope that Skywalker wouldn't change her too much, he thought, as she could be very useful in the near future.
~~
At the Academy, Kara had soon met Luke's nephews and niece. As unpredictable as always, Kara had decided that she didn't like them. They thought they could get everything just because their Mommy and Daddy were heroes of the Rebellion, not to mention their all-powerful Jedi aunt and uncle. Sure, Shahiri's father was a hero, but she never flaunted it. She always just stated it as a fact. But with the Solo brats, as Kara bitterly referred to them as, it was "Mom" this, or "Uncle Luke" that. And if the righteous triplets weren't bad enough, the morons they hung out with were. Kara detested Tenel Ka due to an "incident" which she didn't care to recall, and refused to even make eye-contact with the amazon princess. However, Kara's wrath didn't seem to carry on to Lowbacca. In fact, the rash and tempermental young Terran was rather fond of the Wookie, and she might've become good friends with him, though she'd schemed up ways for his translator droid to have an "accident". Unfortunately, like most of
the Kashyyk natives, he was fiercly loyal and stuck with the Solo clique at all times.
So she gave up on making friends. After all, once Shahiri got there, everything would be fine. Kara knew her shorter friend had been looking forward to meeting Jade's nephews and niece, of course, but she was such a good friend that she would ignore them as soon as she found out that Kara didn't like them. . . right?
Kara had told herself this several times, but doubt was beginning to disrupt her resolve. To distract herself, she began going on jogs during the evenings. What began has a diversion soon became an obsession, however, as it was on one of those dayly escapes that she found the temple, and began learning about the Sith.
She's been awed by the people who dared to use the force as a tool rather than an aid, to reject the Jedi ways. . . Kara loved the idea. Fascinated, she'd requested the help of a Jedi instructor by the name of Tionne. The fair musician loved sharing knowledge, and had readily agreed to help her. Skywalker hadn't agreed at first, but Tionne had managed to convince him, and Kara was grateful.
The Terran found herself liking the elder woman, and the instructor became her first friend at the academy. Tionne became an even better distraction, as a few months later, Kara had yet to receive ANY replies to the letters she'd been regularly sending to Shahiri.
Perhaps Miss Shahiri Taro wasn't such a good friend after all.