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Time LapseWhen Obi-Wan Kenobi found me, my entire life had changed. From losing my parents, to finding out I was force sensitive, and I could train to become a Jedi. I was not that old, but yet I was older than when they normally took younglings. Thankfully, my savior, Obi-Wan, made a strong case for me in the Jedi High Council. It was almost unanimous, but one voted against it. I imagine it was Mace Windu. I am not sure if I like him or not.
Life in the Temple was definitely different from my previous one. The first day was the worst day They tried to put me in a schedule to keep my mind occupied. One of the Jedi Knights, there name was Master Herrin, who was assigned to show me around the temple. Master Herrin pointed to various rooms, saying like "This is the infirmary" or "This is the sparring area for Younglings". I won't lie, I was distracted and overstimulated. When Master Herrin showed me to the dormitories for the younglings, I sighed.
I managed to keep myself together until the very end. Master Herrin said "Alright, that concludes the tour. And…I would just like to say that I am sorry for your loss". I nodded my head "Thank you for your sympathy, Master.". This simple gesture of kindness turned into all of those memories flooding back to me. How much I missed my family. Even my sister, who would harass me to play with her.. I was traumatized from what happened earlier. It finally settled on me that I had lost my family. They were gone. Dead. I would never see them again. I would never receive one of my mom's hugs again. I would near hear the reassuring voice of my dad. I would never see my sisters smile, even if it were smug. I don't know how to deal with the grief. So I ran.
As soon as I took off Master Herrin reached out and said "Wait!" I took off into a corridor, and just kept running. I ran into the nearest empty room there was. I just sat on the ground with my head in my hands. Bawling my heart out. I don't know how long I was crying. The sun set down on me as I stopped crying. I don't know how I would ever become a Jedi. I know emotions definitely were frowned upon. I could barely keep myself together. The door opened and revealed the person who saved me. Obi-Wan Kenobi.
I trembled "Mas-s-ster Kenobi". I tried to bow. He waved his hand "Oh no, none of that non-sense. Please, just call me Obi-Wan."
I managed out a "Yes Master, er, I mean Obi-Wan." I looked down. "I don't belong here. I don't even know what the force is. I don't know if I am cut out to be a Jedi. I can barely regulate my emotions right now."
Obi-Wan looked at me skeptically. "Well, I for one, believe you should be here. As for the Force. I can shed some light on that. The Force is what gives a Jedi his power. It's an energy field created by all living things. It surrounds us and penetrates us. It binds the galaxy together."
I responded by saying "So, it's a web of energy connecting everything together?" Obi-Wan nodded and cracked a smile. "You are getting it better than my padawan. I'm sure you have heard about him. And as for regulating your emotions, as a Jedi, you learn to center your emotions. It is a skill that takes lots of practice. We are not mindless droids, without any emotion. We have happiness and sadness; we just can control our emotions better. My old master, Qui-Gon bent a lot of the Jedi code rules regarding emotions."
My eyes lit up "Is it true? About all those things on Naboo? That you killed the first Sith Lord in over a century?"
His smiled turned into a frown, and answered, "Unfortunately, yes. That Sith Lord, he killed my master."
Sensing his anger, I pulled away "I am sorry I asked, Obi-Wan." Obi-Wan smiled and put a hand on my shoulder. "Oh, don't be sorry little one. It is a difficult subject to talk about. Qui-Gon was like my father. I didn't know what I would do without him. I was overcome in grief and felt lost."
He then looked at me directly in my eyes, his piercing blue eyes looking deep inside of me. "And that is exactly why I fought for you in the council. I made my promise to Qui-Gon about the boy, but I made a promise to myself that I would never let anyone face the same things that I did. I do not want to see anyone that lonely, ever."
Obi-Wan's speech made me a little emotional, and I started to get tears in my eyes. I managed to get out "Thank you, for everything. I did not know you put that big of a fight for me. I truly appreciate it."
Obi-Wan smiled "Of course little one. Of course, you know my door is always open to you if you ever need anything at all from me.
I rushed forward and gave a hug to Obi-Wan. It was the e only thing that seemed to be appropriate. He happily returned the hug.
-time skip-
Life in the temple got a lot easier after I had a schedule to follow. My schedule was, dueling, force training, lightsaber technique, and lastly meditation. Dueling was with different teachers, like Master Fisto, mostly it was who was available at the time. The training saber was uneven and heavy in my hands. I did not like the blade, but I had a feeling that they were just trying to get me fully indoctrinated in the Jedi Order. Force Training was with Grandmaster Yoda. He is confusing and speaks backwards, but he definitely has qualifications. He has to be one of the strongest force wielders at the temple. He could do the most intricate things with the force; you could tell he was very powerful and skilled. Lightsaber Technique was also taught by whoever was available, but a lot of the time it was the same person who gave me a tour, Master Perrin.
He seemed nice, but also unsure of himself. He showed the basic form, Form 1, because we were all younglings. He told all of us he liked to use Form 6, which was both offense and defense, but most knights in the Jedi Order liked it, since it was less demanding, and integrated the Force. It's an interesting class. When we dismissed the class, to go to lunch, the other younglings separated into there own groups. In most of my classes I was the quiet kid. Unfortunately, I was still alone. After I talked to Obi-Wan Kenobi, I didn't feel quite as lonely, but I didn't have friends my age.
A flash of orange, white, and blue disturbed my thoughts. It was a girl, maybe a togrutan? As quickly as they came across me, they disappeared. I didn't get a very good look. I scanned the crowds for who, or what I saw. Some younglings, named Christon, and he had a couple of other younglings around him, saw me scanning and yelled "Hey! What are you looking at?". I quickly looked down and muttered "Nothing..". He smirked and let out a huff of air. "That's what I thought freak.".
I looked up at him with fiery eyes "Nobody call's me a freak.". For some reason, that really struck a nerve with me. I was normal just like the rest of them. Christon walked slowly towards me, with a nasty grin on his face. "Oh, so you aren't a freak? I know all about you. Some poor orphan whose family died. Oh boo hoo, who cares. All you do is keep to yourself. You don't have any friends, and you will have no friends. You weren't raised here like us. I bet you have such a low midichlorian count that they are going to send you to the Agri-Corps.".
I felt the anger rush through my body. I was going to punch him so hard. Then I remembered that if I hit him, I'd probably be gone by the same time tomorrow. Maybe he had a point. I had no friends. I was a freak. I felt the tears rushing to my eyes. Was Christon that inconsiderate? I just barely got out "You have to be one of the worst people I know. You are so inconsiderate and I wish you would just go away.". I ran off to the nearest storage closet to cry. I heard Christon yell "That's right freak, run away.".
As soon as I was behind closed doors I let out the turmoil inside of me. I missed my family so much. Why was I alive and they weren't? I don't belong here. I wish I were dead with them. Maybe I wouldn't have to deal with this torment. This is not the first time Christon said something like that to me, but what he said today, was a whole other level. I cried into my hands. Then I heard the door open. Some shadow trailed to me. I managed out a weak "Christon just leave me alone.". I heard a girl voice responding. "I am not Christon.". I look up, and it was the person for whom I was searching. She continued, "My name is Ahsoka Tano, and it looks like you need a friend."
