Ok, here is chapter 1. Please enjoy it...and please don't flame me but
criticize me. ^_^
Disclaimer: I own squat. I own the Kenobi chick.
Purple Flames - Chapter 1
8 year old Mace Windu was sitting quietly at his desk, waiting for
his best friend to arrive. Of course, knowing him, he would be late and
probably would have blood on him somewhere, more often than not, it was
his own.
Hearing the door slide open, awoke him from his thoughts and standing
there before him was Master Yoda, ready to teach the young jedi about
the force. Sensing his seering gaze, Mace willed his friend to get his
backside back there as soon as possible. No such luck of course.
"Missing your friend is, Mace. Curious I am, as to his
whereabouts,"
I am Mace's cold sweat.
"I'm sorry Master, I have no idea where he is at this current
moment of time, but I'm certain that he is trying ever so diligently to
make it here on time and I'm certainly sure that he, without a doubt, is
in tip-top condition,"
'There!' he thought, 'That should give Qui just a little bit of
time...and I sounded pretty convincing myself,'
Yoda merely gave him a questioning look and hobbled slowly to his desk
at the front of the room. Peering out at the twenty-eight young
students, he readied himself for the day. Wait! Twenty-eight?????
"Missing, someone else is. Know this student, any of you?"
A loud crash sounded the answer to Master Yoda's question. Looking
towards heaven, and praying to whatever holy persona was listening Mace
asked that it not be Qui-Gon.
A faint 'You jerk!' was heard from the hallway, followed by another
crash. Ah, yes...here were the two missing jedi students...come to class
at last.
Mace wasn't quite sure which was going to be worse, seeing Qui-Gon get a
lecture from Master Yoda about control or seeing Master Yoda lecture
BOTH of the two jedi's about controlling their fights. Mace was betting
on the latter.
Yoda hobbled out of the room and towards the sliding door. What greeted
him on the other side were two young students wrestling with one another
and objects were being hurtled towards him and the many other innocent
bystanders in the hallway.
Oh yeah, this was definately going to be about controlling your
emotions, especially with the force involved. A vase flew into the
classroom and crashed against the wall closest to Mace. Some decided to
peer out and find out what the fight was about this time, but most of
them didn't care. This was far too common for them and they had a
feeling they already knew what it was about anyway.
Someone once said that adults are not interested in justice between
young students, but how they want QUIET! Mace supposed that this old
cliche was accurate as the two were lifted from the floor by Master
Yoda. As they were being lifted, they were still fighting at one
another.
"Qui-Gon Jinn! Sabine Kenobi! What is it this time???"
Both students pointed at the other.
"S/He started it!"
I am Mace's complete lack of surprise.
To Be Continued....
criticize me. ^_^
Disclaimer: I own squat. I own the Kenobi chick.
Purple Flames - Chapter 1
8 year old Mace Windu was sitting quietly at his desk, waiting for
his best friend to arrive. Of course, knowing him, he would be late and
probably would have blood on him somewhere, more often than not, it was
his own.
Hearing the door slide open, awoke him from his thoughts and standing
there before him was Master Yoda, ready to teach the young jedi about
the force. Sensing his seering gaze, Mace willed his friend to get his
backside back there as soon as possible. No such luck of course.
"Missing your friend is, Mace. Curious I am, as to his
whereabouts,"
I am Mace's cold sweat.
"I'm sorry Master, I have no idea where he is at this current
moment of time, but I'm certain that he is trying ever so diligently to
make it here on time and I'm certainly sure that he, without a doubt, is
in tip-top condition,"
'There!' he thought, 'That should give Qui just a little bit of
time...and I sounded pretty convincing myself,'
Yoda merely gave him a questioning look and hobbled slowly to his desk
at the front of the room. Peering out at the twenty-eight young
students, he readied himself for the day. Wait! Twenty-eight?????
"Missing, someone else is. Know this student, any of you?"
A loud crash sounded the answer to Master Yoda's question. Looking
towards heaven, and praying to whatever holy persona was listening Mace
asked that it not be Qui-Gon.
A faint 'You jerk!' was heard from the hallway, followed by another
crash. Ah, yes...here were the two missing jedi students...come to class
at last.
Mace wasn't quite sure which was going to be worse, seeing Qui-Gon get a
lecture from Master Yoda about control or seeing Master Yoda lecture
BOTH of the two jedi's about controlling their fights. Mace was betting
on the latter.
Yoda hobbled out of the room and towards the sliding door. What greeted
him on the other side were two young students wrestling with one another
and objects were being hurtled towards him and the many other innocent
bystanders in the hallway.
Oh yeah, this was definately going to be about controlling your
emotions, especially with the force involved. A vase flew into the
classroom and crashed against the wall closest to Mace. Some decided to
peer out and find out what the fight was about this time, but most of
them didn't care. This was far too common for them and they had a
feeling they already knew what it was about anyway.
Someone once said that adults are not interested in justice between
young students, but how they want QUIET! Mace supposed that this old
cliche was accurate as the two were lifted from the floor by Master
Yoda. As they were being lifted, they were still fighting at one
another.
"Qui-Gon Jinn! Sabine Kenobi! What is it this time???"
Both students pointed at the other.
"S/He started it!"
I am Mace's complete lack of surprise.
To Be Continued....