~Chapter Six~

A dark cloaked figure stood on a platform, out-looking a planet of a bluish-green color.  The planet seemed to have this quiet serenity about it.  A peace seemed to hold the planet in its state of presence.  There seemed as if there was nothing wrong going to happen to it, and that it would forever be in peace.  No longer shall that marrow see, in which much peace over take thee.  Peace no longer shall be in your mist young Jyana.

"Lord Sidious, we have just came into viewing of Corellia.  Do you wish to take a shuttle down?" the captain of the ship asked the dark cloaked man.

"Not I," he responded darkly, "My apprentice will take it down."

"Lady Detori, my Lord?"

"Yes, that is correct."

Two dark cloaked figures came into the room.  One had tattoo-like painting on her face, covering up the ugly scars she's had since she was little.  The other was pale but his black hood concealed his face only his hands were ocular out of his sleeves.  The pale one spoke first in a deep rough voice, "What is your will Master?"

"Darth Detori will be taking the shuttle down."

Her voice had a rasp to it but spoke clearly.  "What is my mission Master?"

"She should be here.  You must find her."

"Jyana Falson?"  That sister of mine.  Why must it always come back to her?
"Yes.  She is needed for her powers, if they be as strong as yours."

Must obey my Master or there will be Hell to pay.  "I will find her, my Master."

"Good."

She went off to the shuttle.  Darth Sidious motioned the other man to his side.

"Master, you realize that this will be hard for her…"

"It is a test of her loyalty.  Her views and opinions should be clear on this."

"I believe she is clear.  I felt it last night.  But I…"

"You are concerned that she may be different when she's done."

"A little, Master."

"She will stay the same to you as she always has been, Darth Ash."

"I just hope her sister is just as good to both of us."

"She will be."  Of this I am certain.

"I certainly hope so."

They watched the transport take off for the planet and enter its atmosphere.

"I'm not sure why you sent for me, Master Yoda, but her I am," Jyana said, kneeling on her knees, before the respected Jedi Master.  He certainly embodied the common teaching of the masters which said, "Size matters not."

Yoda hobbled around on his walking stick and walked towards her.  "Know you much about the Sith you do.  Find out I must why."

"I am a little sneak.  Some reason I can feel their presence, when they're near."

"Know you not of why?"

She shook her head.  She had no clue how she knew they were near.

"I know where your sister is," the tattooed creature screamed at her, standing in front of her bleeding mother.

Qui-Gon Jinn held a crying Jyana tightly and screamed back, "She's dead!  Leave her alone.  You got what you wanted."

Mace Windu flashed his lightsaber at the creature warningly.

"No she's not," he said as he departed, "She's with me, learning of the real Force."

"Don't listen to him, Jyana.  They always lie when they're angry," Qui-Gon whispered in her ear.

"Go ahead and grieve you two," Mace told him, "I will attend to Obi-Wan."...

"Sure of this you are?"
"Not really."

"Believe in your sister's death do you?"

"I do."

"Uncertain it sounds."

"What do you know, Master Yoda?"
"Not sure am I.  Clouded it is.  Hard to see the Sith are."  He paused and let her reflect on that for a while then continued, "Always two there are.  A master and an apprentice.  No more, no less."

"Master Yoda, I have a question."  She paused as he nodded, urging her on.  "Do you believe it is possible for in one of those positions, two to abide?"

"Hard to understand, the Sith are.  Only two there are, I feel."
"But a male and female can be considered 'one' aren't they?"
"Seen your point is.  Possible, though, with the Sith, I know not.  Have children though,

they cannot, after they fall to that order.  Too dangerous for them it would be."

"But that doesn't stop the act does it?"

"No.  Right you are.  Know you much of this?"
"Not much, but I keep myself informed."

"Want you, the Sith do."

"I sense that, Master."

"Know you why?"

"Unfortunately."

"Not willing are you."

"Correct.  I guard that with my life."

"With friends, you trust not.  Obi-Wan, you do not trust.  Because of this, I sense."

"Other reasons as well, Master Yoda."

"Feelings you have for him."

"No…"  I can't, can I?

"Fight them you must not."

"I'm afraid, Master Yoda, that I cannot promise that."
"True.  Escape not, can you, of your destiny?"

"Not sure.  You cannot know your destiny for sure until it comes upon you."

"Right Yaddle was.  Wisdom you do possess.  Taught you well Mace has.  You may go.  May the Force be with you."

"It will be and thank you."

"A point of advice, my daughter," Vaya Angele said to a 4-year-old Jyana, "Yoda doesn't always know everything as the rest of the Jedi students would say.  He can be rude and a grump when he doesn't get his way."...

How wrong Mother was to say that.  Maybe that's the way he seemed to her, but he's been rather kind to me lately.  I've always admired those that speak their mind, even when what's on their mind isn't popular.  "You know Master Yoda, Mom was wrong."

"Wrong she was?  What about?"
"You."

Yoda smiled as Jyana left the room.  Maybe she wasn't like her mother after all.

"This where you want it, Obi-Wan?" Wokki asked after pushing a large block in the middle of the training hallway Obi-Wan had rented out for him and Anakin this day.  There was a plethora of training facilities in the Jedi Temple and he had chosen this one, deciding this particular one was the one to use today.

"That'll do," he replied eyeing the set up.  If the lights were out and a normal person was running down the hall, they would have some interesting fall.

Keldin eyed the set up as well, chuckles to himself, and takes off towards the block and did a summersault and a 360° extended flip over top of it.  Methinks this be child's play.

Obi-Wan rose his eyebrow and Anakin walked up beside him.  "Is that my training today?" he asked his Master.

"In a way," he responded then called out to Keldin, using the Force to turn off the lights, "Now, do the same thing you just did."

"That's too facile," he replied and did what Obi-Wan had requested.

"Now let Anakin try, Keldin.  I never doubted your skills."

Keldin backed away in reluctant submission and stood next to Obi-Wan.  They stood in silence as Anakin cleared the block multiple times.  The Force is strong in him, Keldin thought.  Too puissant.  That's enigmatic.

"My Master, Qui-Gon, thought he was the Chosen One," Obi-Wan stated, hearing Keldin's thoughts for once, surprising him.

Keldin scoffed.  "You believe that myth?"
"I'm not sure.  Only sometimes."

"I don't believe there will ever be a 'Chosen One'."

"I used to think the same when I was your age.  Now I'm not so sure."

Keldin looked over at Obi-Wan and cocked his eyebrow.

"I've wondered," Obi-Wan continued, "Why do you wear a trenchcoat instead of the typical Jedi cloak?"

"Only to be originative.  I have never been willing to conform to the preponderance much.  I do not emulate orthodoxy according to the Council."

"Meaning you don't pay attention to the code."

"Anew I affirm that I am not orthodox as you are.  I opt for whichever part foremost benefits me.  It doesn't appear to be my necessity to kneel to the Council's every inclination.  Complaisance is not one of my efficacious points."

Whoa, what a vocabulary.  After a moment of silence as he contemplated Keldin's rather immense words, Obi-Wan sighed, "Like your sister."  Anakin walked up beside his Master in silence.

Keldin scowled inwardly.  "She's more capricious than I.  She's not one who wants to stay predictable."

"Don't I know it."
Don't you dare try anything with her.

Obi-Wan said nothing on that issue.  He didn't know what to say.

Tre walked into the hall with two hooded girls and an astromesh droid.  "Hey Keldin, I retrieved our most important luggage.  I don't know why the droid followed though."

Luggage? Obi-Wan thought.  Nice way to refer to a couple of girls.

"Tre's a womanizer.  I don't consider them that," Keldin explained.
"Why is it so dark?" Tre asked.

"I'm training Anakin, my Padawan," Obi-Wan answered.

Obi-Wan sensed a sort of jealousy emerging from Keldin at the mention of Anakin's name, although he couldn't see exactly why because Keldin had a way of blocking people out of his mind, but nobody could block him out of their minds.  And yet there was something there, something like jealousy there, but what could it be about for Obi-Wan could find nothing to be jealous of in the surroundings.  "Jealousy is not a wise thing, Keldin," he advised.

"But you savor it."

"No, not savor it."

"But you have jealousy as well.  I sense it."

"True that is.  I don't let it consume my thoughts though."
"Yet."
"What do you mean by that?"
"You're in love with my sister."

"You can't prove that!" Obi-Wan replied quickly and heatedly.

"Well, I prognosticate that you will be."

Obi-Wan shivered.  That was freaky.  "So?" he responded trying to hide his fear of Keldin's prying mind.

"Love will make one act jealously.  You will react out of jealousy if someone threatens her, particularly her chastity."

"Well you do that."

"I'm trying to safeguard her from that character of jealousy.  Nothing is more powerful than anger sprung from sexual jealousy.  It has lead many Jedi to the Dark Side."

"You know that?"
"I have investigated it.   I believe the Sith Lords that exist now got where they are due to that kind of anger."

"Well then, why are you jealous now in that way?"

"Meaning?"
"I can sense you scowling at my apprentice."  But why?

"It seems we both have problems with jealousy."

Obi-Wan smirked, trying to find some weakness in Keldin's mind, but he was blocking him from entering in.  It seemed impossible for there to be any weakness in him, but Obi-Wan was certain one will come out someday.

"It's sure hard to desist those feelings, isn't it Obi-Wan?"

"Of what business is it of yours?"

"It's my sister."

Obi-Wan was getting a glare from Keldin along with his question, but he continued the conversation anyway, "Well on such issues, you'll have to let her decide whom she likes better."

"What if I don't like the decision?"
"There are other girls."
"Remember that."
But what if that doesn't apply to me?

It should.

All of a sudden, Obi-Wan heard a loud thump like something or someone ran into something rather large.  He waved his hand in a casual gesture as the lights came on.  Jyana was sitting next to the block in the middle of the hallway.  "A little warning maybe?" she stated in a sarcastic manner while glaring in Obi-Wan and Keldin's general direction.

"Fall much?" Keldin asked in a manner of glee.

"Shush you," she quickly replied.

Obi-Wan didn't know what to make of the situation and just stood there in shock.  His jaw, he felt, had surely dropped to the floor and he felt as if he needed to retrieve it.

"You tripped over the block didn't you?" Wokki, who had silently watched all the previous fiascoes take place and had taken the job of looking after the astromesh droid, asked.

She replied only with her eyes.  That was enough to tell Wokki everything he needed to know.

Obi-Wan offered his hand down to Jyana and asked, "How did you not see the block?"
"It's dark.  Duh!"
"But the Force…"

"It's amazing what can happen when you're not concentrating," she replied, taking Obi-Wan's hand.  He lifted her up.  She tried to stand, but found that her right knee hurt too much to bend it properly and thus prevented her from standing too comfortably.  Obi-Wan offered to help her balance herself, but she shook off that offer and limped a little away from him.  "I bet I got some nasty jank bruises," she mused.

"You weren't concentrating?" Keldin asked raising his eyebrow.

"Honestly, I didn't even see it coming.  My mind was on other things."

"Sure," Keldin said askance.

"It was," she insisted.

"Other things?"  Tre muttered, "That's nasty."

"Not those things, Tre," the handmaiden next to him, Rabé, said smacking him.  The other handmaiden just stood aloft observing everything and being non social able.

"I was using the block to test Anakin's skills… and you tripped over it?" Obi-Wan gawked.  Thus failing the test I had intended for him.  Maybe I do have something over her.  He started laughing.  He couldn't help himself.

"It's not funny, Obi-Wan," Jyana stated in a threatening tone.  He didn't take her seriously, or so it seemed, because he didn't stop laughing, or couldn't. 

Keldin realized what was happening before anyone else did.  He had this gift of seeing things before they happened, whether he wanted to or not.  Oh no, I see where this is heading… Obi-Wan's not too smart now is he.  He'll soon learn what not to do.

Jyana then made a gesture with her hand, summoning the Force back to her side and repeated, "It's not funny."

Obi-Wan's eyes said it all.  He started grimacing and he muttered something of an obscene nature which startled everyone except Jyana at the time while he fell to the floor, desperately trying to get her to loosen her grip on him.  Keldin flinched, knowing his sister's power because he's seen this happen before.  Anakin's surprised face grimaced as well as he muttered, "That's gotta hurt."

"You don't know the half of it kid," Keldin mumbled in reply.

Obi-Wan squirmed due to the tight grip she had on him.  Let go… I'm sorry… Please.

Ha ha, Tre thought taking Rabé to another location.  Glad that's not me.

Jyana gave Rabé a look and she smacked Tre for her.

Please… I'm sorry… I mean it… Jyana… Let go… Jyana…

She opened her hand and loosened her mind's power.  Obi-Wan took a gasp of relief but still held himself protectively.  He had never known how serious Jyana was, or how strong she was.  He had never thought that she would ever inflict pain on anyone so drastically, nevertheless him.

"You doubt my power Obi-Wan, you pay the consequences," she said as she hobbled over to him lying on the floor, "Now don't give me reason to do that again.  I don't find it all that amusing to inflict pain on people to get my points across and I usually don't.  Although, I have found it that I do like to see guys squirm."

"I won't.  I promise," Obi-Wan squeaked, still in obvious pain.

Jyana just flipped her hair and strode away with an obvious limp.

The astromesh droid rolled over to where Obi-Wan lay and beeped a few times.

"Yes Artoo," Obi-Wan replied, acknowledging the droid as Artoo-Detoo, "That did hurt incredibly."

Artoo beeped a few more times.

"I agree.  You're lucky you're a droid and you don't have such vulnerabilities."
He beeped contentedly and rolled away into another room.

Jyana limped over to Keldin and poked him in the side.  Keldin responded by giving her an evil glare and stating, "You know that doesn't work anymore."

"Oh you're no fun anymore," she responded in a fake accent from another place altogether.

Obi-Wan got up and slowly walked to stand next to Jyana cautiously.  "Well I guess that since I know some of your weaknesses, it was only right that you know one of mine," he stated.

"I already knew it," she smiled, "Typical males all have the same weakness."

Keldin whispered to Obi-Wan, "That's not your only weakness."
Understanding what Keldin was trying to imply, "Shush Keldin.  You don't know that," he heatedly replied.

"What?" Jyana asked curiously.

Obi-Wan flashed his eyes at Keldin.  Please don't say anything.  Please…

Keldin nodded and replied, "Nothing J."  She doesn't need to know anything.  Besides she might like what I know and I don't want her with him at all.

"Come on."

"I ain't telling you."
"Nuts to you then jealous boy."

Ah so she noticed that too, Obi-Wan thought.

Keldin just gave her an annoyed look as Tre walked back into the room.  "Oh darn, you're up again," he stated when he saw Obi-Wan, but then turned to address Keldin, "You are needed for a moment.  Master Yoda's wishes."

Keldin nodded with a smirk on his face.  But suddenly Tre remembered, "Oh, and he said to bring Anakin with you."

The smirk faded into a look of disgust.  Damn it!  He then strode out of the room, not looking back, with Anakin following.

"Look, Jyana," Obi-Wan started with caution, "I'm sorry I offended you or something.   I did find that humorous because I was using the block to train Anakin.  You failed my test on him."

"It would have been nice if there had been a warning Obi-Wan."

"Sorry.  Why, I must ask though, did you do that?"

"Not sure.  Why did Miss J. respond in the sudden cruel manner that she did?  I guess I felt like it."  She rubbed her knee and grimaced a little bit.  "I guess I can laugh now too."

Obi-Wan smiled.  "It's all right."  He truly meant that too.  He sat down in a chair on the side of the hallway to meditate a little, so he could get his mind back and focused on the matters at hand.

"I guess I get a little too aggressive sometimes," Jyana thought aloud.

"Sometimes?" Tre asked, eyeing the ewok sitting on top of the block carefully.  "You nearly castrated him."

"I could never do that.  Not to Obi-Wan, but you on the other hand…"
"You wouldn't do that to my pimp stick, would you?" he gasped, clutching himself protectively.

"You're right.  I probably wouldn't.  I don't want to get that dirty."

"Hey!"

She smirked and shrugged.  I don't see what Rabé sees in him.

"I'm still cute," Wokki, the thoughtful one, piped in.

Obi-Wan opened his eyes slowly and arched an eyebrow.  Jaina backed up, shook her head and left to go into another room with a definite limp to her walk.

"No you're not," Tre said, "I'm cuter."

"No you ain't.  I'm cuter."

"Na uh, I'm cuter."

"No way.  Me cuter."

"Hey.  I bet you don't have muscles like these."  He flexed, causing Obi-Wan to snicker.  Tre flashed him a look only to find Obi-Wan in his meditation again.

Wokki scoffed, "Big muscles, small brains."
"Shut-up."  He paused and looked around.  "Where's Rabé?"

Jyana peeped back into the hallway and stated, "She's entertaining someone else right now."  Take that big boy.

"Who is it?  I'll kill him."

"It's only a droid."

"Don't make me rip out his battery!"
"It's only Artoo!"

Tre flashed his lightsaber at Jyana.  "Don't play with my emotions, I will kill you."

Obi-Wan opened his eyes.  He'd better not…

Jyana stepped back into the hall, noticed Obi-Wan looking at her and felt his strength behind her as well.  Wow.  He really doesn't want me dead, does he?  With one quick motion she thrust her hand upward and Tre's lightsaber flew out of his hand and clattered onto the ground.

Tre looked surprised.  "You people suck!" he exclaimed as he stormed off.

I'm still cuter, he heard Wokki say, but without using his mouth.

"Behaveth thine self, young Wokki," Jaina criticized.

"Aw, but it's no fun that way."

"True."

Wokki then remembered, "I need to go do something, is that all right?"

"Go ahead."

He looked questionably at Obi-Wan who nodded his agreement.  Jyana looked at them both in question.  Why did he have to ask for Obi-Wan's permission?  Wokki left the hallway without further hesitation.

Must do something to make her happy.  "Jyana," Obi-Wan started, "Think for me a little.  Where would you most want to go out of all the places in the universe?"

Home.  Corellia.  Must go home to see Daddy and little Han Solo…

"We're going there."

"We are?"  Her face lit up with excitement.  Home?  He'll take me home?!
He smiled for a second as he replied, "Yes," but he all of a sudden got a bad feeling about it.  Too late now.  I've promised her, can't back down now.  I don't want to face her wrath again.

Jyana didn't notice Obi-Wan's sudden hesitance, because she became overly exited and started jumping up and down all over the place.  It made Obi-Wan smile despite himself.  But eventually Jyana stopped and started limping again towards Obi-Wan's chair.  "I guess my celebration was inhibited do to impending injuries."  Jyana walked behind the chair realizing that Obi-Wan was staring off blankly into the distance.  She tried to follow his eyes.  "What'd you see?"

"Nothing," he replied trying to ease her, realizing that she now sensed something was wrong.

"Nothing," she breathed, not believing.  He senses something, but he won't tell me what.

"Don't worry about it, Jyana."  He reached behind him and grabbed her from behind him and flipped her over the chair and onto his lap, ignoring her protests.  "Where do you hurt?"

"What?"  She squirmed, a little uncomfortable because of the way he was holding onto her in his lap.

"Qui-Gon taught me a little of the healing power of the Force.  I could heal you, as best I can at least."

"Oh."  She considered his kind offer for what it was worth and responded; "On the right leg it's my knee and upper thigh… I think.  On the left leg it's above my knee on the outside part."

While his right arm was wrapped around her upper back, hand on her arm, he used his left hand to do the healing and touched her left leg where it hurt.  Obi-Wan was quiet for a while, concentrating fully on the healing powers of the Force, something that he didn't, or didn't have to use too much, but he decided he would use them for this special occasion.  He moved his had to her right knee and focused even more attention to that because that one injury solely impaired her from moving around comfortably.  He opened his eyes slowly to find her looking at him curiously.

"Why won't you just take me to the healers?" she asked.

"There's no need when I can do it myself."

"But maybe…"

"I wanted to help you, Jyana."

She started to protest more but Obi-Wan shushed her immediately.  He pulled her closer to him and made her rest her head on his shoulder.  She almost jumped when he placed his hand on her last bruise.  With his other hand, he soothed her and whispered into her ear, "I'm not touching you other than to heal you, Jyana."  Trust me.

She looked him in his eyes, reading him like a book and realizing that there was nothing now to fear.  I trust you Obi-Wan Kenobi, she sent after she rested her head back on his shoulder comfortably.

Obi-Wan sighed contentedly as he felt that he had healed her pretty good and he wrapped his arms around her and hugged her.  It felt even better when she returned the embrace.  He then noticed something about her that he began to long to soothe.  "Would you like me to give you a massage?" he asked.

"Why?"

"You're all tense.  I think I can ease the tension out of your muscles."

She considered the offer because she had never really gotten a good massage so she decided that it couldn't hurt.  "Okay."  This had better be good.

He positioned her in front of him and took hold of her shoulders and began to work them with great precision.  He worked all the tension that was in Jyana so that it was nearly gone.  Jyana closed her eyes.  Oh my… No one should have hands like that.

Huh?  That took Obi-Wan by surprise.  That wasn't blocked?

No one…

Obi-Wan then put a mind block up and thought, Does she like me or something?  Why do I feel I should kiss her again?  Why do I feel I should kiss her on her neck?

Keldin then stood in the shadow of the doorway seething with anger.  When Keldin got really mad at someone, he could reach out his hand in a clenched manner and use the Force to crush his or her head.  He knew that it wouldn't have been wise to do that to Obi-Wan, at least not now, no matter how much, he wanted to crush his little head after seeing Obi-Wan giving his sister a massage.  All he did was quickly send: Stop that thought right there or I'll smack you again.

Obi-Wan stopped massaging Jaina and looked at Keldin.  She noticed him too, but looked back at Obi-Wan and asked, "Why'd you stop?"

"There's no more tension in you.  You don't need it anymore."  I don't need any more tension than I already have now that he's here.  Now I need a massage… not like I can get one from her though, not now.

Understanding, she got up and looked back at Obi-Wan with a partly disappointed look.  She looked back at Keldin sending I was enjoying myself.

Precisely.

Oh, so he thinks to protect me from myself.

Keldin nodded at her. 

She shook her head sadly.  She looked back at Obi-Wan, who had got up from his seat.  He didn't look too happy.  She glanced back at Keldin defiantly and walked up to Obi-Wan, placed her hand on his cheek and kissing him on the other cheek.  "Thanks Obi, for being a sweetie."  She walked out of the hallway, without the limp for she no longer hurt.

Obi-Wan rubbed his cheek, as his eyes followed the no longer hurting female Jedi out.  Obi?  She called me Obi?  She hasn't called me that since…  She's got to like me or something…  She kissed me…  I like you too…

Keldin walked up behind Obi-Wan and smacked him.  "You're wrong!  Get that through your thick skull!  You are wrong!"

"You saw that!" Obi-Wan replied as heatedly as Keldin had spoke to him and was now rubbing his head from it's newly formed throbbing headache.

"You're wrong still the same!"  Keldin stormed after Jyana.

Obi-Wan stood there still rubbing his head.  Keldin can't be as smart as he thinks he is… He obviously can't see what she really wants… But what does she want?  I don't even know what I want.

Darth Ash entered his Master's chamber and stood patiently waiting for his Master to summon his attention in his direction.

"What is it Darth Ash?"

"Darth Detori has a message for you."

Darth Sidious nodded his acknowledgement and allowed the communication via comlink.

"Master, she's not here," Darth Detori reported.

"She will be."

"But we're running out of time."

"Patience my young apprentice.  She will come."

"If she's not here by sunset what do I do?  I mean, sunset was your deadline."

"Who's in your way?"

"Her father and  adopted brother."

"How old is the brother?"

"Unknown, but really young."

"He's harmless.  Leave him alone or stash him in a closet or something."

"What about the father?"

"Eliminate him.  But before that, get as much information as you can on her whereabouts."

"Yes Master."

"Make it swift.  Leave a probe droid afterwards and program it to follow her once it finds her, even through space and record when they hit hyperdrive, if they do."

"It can't follow her through hyperdrive."
"I am aware of that.  Search her room for any evidence of where she'll be."
"If she's anything like you," Darth Ash muttered, "It would be lying around in plain view on the top of her clutter."
"I needed that input," she replied sarcastically.

"Do well, Darth Detori," Darth Sidious stated, "Do not fail us."

"I will obey, Master."  I will try.