A dry, scorching, middle of nowhere desert planet. Not where most would expect to see the Grandmaster of the New Jedi Order. Yet, here he was. Looking for new recruits. More Padawans to protect the galaxy.

Why here? Well, for one, Anakin Skywalker had lived here. He, along with his son, who also lived on this remote wasteland, had some of the highest midichlorian counts ever recorded. The perfect place to look for Force-sensitive children.

For two, the Grandmaster wanted children to have a better life. Tatooine was a terrible place to grow up. Slavery ran rampant, try as the Jedi might to stop it. All the Grandmaster wanted was to have children learn how to leave the world a better place than he had found it.

And suddenly, he found a perfect child to bring back.

Walking over to the child, the Grandmaster noticed that no one was following him. Interesting.

The boy had dirt all over his face, and was relatively small compared to most. He was very skinny, and had brown hair.

He looked up at the Grandmaster, and with a bit of fear, said, "Who are you?"

The Grandmaster did not hesitate to respond. "My name is Luke Skywalker. I'm the Grandmaster of the New Jedi Order. What's your name?"

"I don't know."

"Oh. That's odd," replied Luke. "Do you mind if we go somewhere more private?"

The boy looked supiciously at Luke for a moment, but then nodded and said, "Alright."

They went to an alley to continue their conversation. Luke spoke first.

"Have you ever thought of becoming a Jedi?"

"I have," the boy said back.

"Do you want to?"

The boy hesitated. He turned back to Luke and said, "Can you tell me what a Jedi does?"

"Well," Luke started, "The Jedi are the peacekeepers of the galaxy. We make sure that order is a thing and that nobody is selling death sticks on Coruscant."

"Um... I'll do it," the boy said.

"Good. I will call you... uhhhhhh... I don't know... Chadd. Chadd Jo'mama."

"Okay, cool. So, where do I go to become a Jedi?"

"Well, you have to go to Coruscant. Don't worry, I'll protect you from the Death Stick sellers."

"Thanks."

"Come to my ship. I'll explain more there."


this fanfic sucks large thick testicles.

Chapter was kinda rushed, also have no idea how to write a good beginning. Hopefully the middle and the end don't suck.

Also the main character's name is pronounced "Chad Ja-ma-ma".

Also also this has nothing to do with the sequel trilogy, or anything that happens after episode 6 in canon. It also has very little to do with Legends. It's kind of my own universe.