Lighted eagle - Hey, if you beg for more, than I know I'm doing a good job.
; ) And don't let anyone ever tell you differently, but begging will get
you more posts. : D
Brown-eyes - Thank you very much. : ) I am very glad that you are enjoying my "fairytale" but if I told you what was going to happen, it would ruin the fun of getting there. So, you'll just have to keep reading to find out. ; )
Remnants-2011 - Thank you!! I will.
Katt - Read this chapter and then ask me again. ; ) Although, what I have in mind is not necessarily the traditional for such versions. Remember this is Star Wars. Just keep reading. I don't think it will disappoint.
Anyway, here is Chapter 3:
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Bad Dreams, Lost Thoughts
Waking early the following morning, Obi-Wan hurried out to head for the market. His lazy stepbrothers he knew he could easily avoid. It was his watchful and omniscient stepfather he had to take care in evading. The man woke almost the same time Obi-Wan usually rose to prepare for the day, although his motives were of a different nature. The senator was a conniving and shrewd man, and Obi knew better than to cross his path, while he readied himself for the long day.
Instead, Obi slipped out the back entrance and found his way to a public transport terminal. Hitching a ride on the shuttle, he enjoyed soaring through the skyways of the huge city planet. He always marveled at the multi-cultural atmosphere brought about by the various beings occupying the metropolis. He had made friends with the Sullistan that piloted this route some time ago, and was often allowed to sit in the co-pilots seat. Today, however, he remained in the public cabin, as he did not want to explain his discomfort, after he would have plopped into the chair.
Sighing, he recognized his stop and exited. He wandered through the open markets and booths picking and choosing the ingredients for the next couple of meals. Also, stopping and chatting with other acquaintances, he spent several hours amongst the vendors, before even contemplating on returning to his home. He was near a corner of the market place that was sparsely populated at the moment, and tried not to linger, this was his last stop and knew the afternoon was drawing short.
When the transaction was complete, Obi-Wan was about to leave when he felt something draw his attention. He turned and followed the uneasy feeling in his gut toward a darkened alley. As he crept closer her could hear the sounds of a struggle, instantly he dove into the fray.
A number of large brutes circled a younger form and Obi-Wan glanced over the situation briefly to assess his best strategy. Without a weapon of his own, he could only hope that a pipe lying on the ground would be sufficient to assume that role. Dropping his bags at the edge of the alley, he reached for the cylinder and snuck up behind one of the foul creatures. They were so intent on their prey that they did not notice his approach. Raising the metal tube, he landed it on his mark and his target went down in a heap.
Finding the cause of their cohort's downfall, the group realized their ambush had been compromised. The apparent leader called out, "Two for one today? You will pay for that." Obi-Wan held the man's gaze as they held the stalemate. The victim turned toward her would-be hero and gave him a grimace under her hood. Two of the attackers decided to advance on each of them and suddenly, a violet saber glowed deflecting blaster fire.
Obi-Wan raised an eyebrow at this, wondering what a Jedi student would be doing out here, but his attention was brought back to the difficulty at hand. He had to jump and dodge the bolts that flew in his direction while both sides advanced. Once he was within reach, he utilized his only defense skillfully. Spinning the object around and using his momentum to effectively disarm and dispatch his assailant.
The Jedi student was doing well, until she began watching her assistant. Distracted she did not sense the boot that came flying at her. The blow landed soundly on her side and she was knocked off her feet. Her saber skidded across ground. A grunt escaped her as she landed and Obi-Wan caught sight of the incident out of the corner of his eye.
Obi-Wan could see the leader leveling his blaster at the girl's head, knowing he didn't have many options, he used the Force to call the fallen blade to his hand. Igniting it, he leapt and flipped landing in front of the girl in time to deflect the deadly fire.
She watched in astonishment as he used her weapon and gracefully took down their enemies one by one. She had not seen such mastery outside of herself and her teachers, as she was the best in her class. Suddenly the Force warned her of a fallen foe to her left, the creature rose from his position and lunged at the boy. Absorbed in his task, he was caught unawares as a hand clutched at the back of his shirt.
Old pain rebirthed, elicited a cry from him, and the girl looked on confused. Getting up, she grabbed the boy's now abandoned pipe and lunged at the adversary, striking him in the head. The loud thud made everyone wince. Recovering from the surprise attack, Obi-Wan swung at the remaining rival and sliced the blaster in half.
Thwarted, those that could, fled the failed attempt at thievery. Obi-Wan powered down the weapon and stood, trying to ignore his enraged back. Once alone, the girl finally spoke, "Who are you and where did you learn to fight like that?" She came up to stand in front of him.
Suddenly feeling awkward Obi-Wan handed back her dormant handle and said, "No one." Retreating he found his belongings, which were fortunately undisturbed. Kneeling down, he gathered them together readying himself to leave, when pain ignited again along his back. He hissed and went down on all fours.
From behind, he heard her worried voice ask, "I'm so sorry. Were you injured?" She had placed her hand on his back and was about to get his attention when his response caught her off guard.
Obi-Wan admonished his weakness and quickly collected himself replying, "It's nothing. I have to go." Rising, he marched off hoping to loose her in the crowd.
No such luck as she followed him, "You know it's very rude to ignore someone." The girl kept up with his every step and even anticipated his evasive maneuvers. "Please, can't you just tell me your name, so I know who to thank for helping me?"
Realizing he was not going to be rid of her he stopped. "Helping? It seemed more like a rescue to me. " Turning back to face her, he revealed an impish smile. And as much as the girl was irritated by the comment, she couldn't help but return the grin. "What were you doing back there anyway? That part of the market can be very dangerous."
Now, it was her turn to feel daft as she admitted, "I got lost."
"Lost?" He stared at her, trying to determine if that was the truth. Oddly enough, he felt that she was indeed being honest with him. "Hmmph. Well, if you want I can try and help you get to where ever it was you were going."
"Thanks, I think I would like to go home now. Can you get me back to the Temple?" She requested. He continued to look at her and then finally nodded his consent. She smiled and dropped her hood. Straight blond hair ended right at her shoulders and crisp blue eyes stared up at him. Her hand shot out and she said, "I'm Siri Tachi. And you are?"
Extending his own hand, he stated, "Obi-Wan. Follow me and I'll get you to a transport. They will be able to get you back to the Temple." He began weeding his way through the crowd as she trailed behind him.
"You never answered my question." She was making idle conversation, but in truth she really was curious about this boy that had come to her aide. Which on its own, puzzled her, as she had not called out for help and they were not visible from the marketplace. She concluded that he must have felt it through the Force. However, she didn't understand why he wasn't a fellow student, if he was Force sensitive. Siri knew for a fact that he was after she saw his expert handling of the lightsaber. When she received no reply, she prompted further, "Where did you learn to fight like that?"
"On my own mostly. With a little help from my stepbrothers." He informed.
"On your own?" Inquiring more.
"Yes, I had some old manuals and holovid demonstrations." He stopped suddenly and announced, "You should be able to get a shuttle here. It was nice talking to you. Good-bye."
"What? You're just leaving?" Startled by the abrupt salutation, she could not disguise her shock.
"What do you want me to do? I have to get back home myself or else I'll get in trouble." He began to worry as he noticed how late he was. He could only hope that the Senate Session today went longer than expected.
"Can I see you again?" Siri asked shyly.
"Sure." He responded shortly but then paused as he noticed her hurt eyes. "Of course," he added with a smile.
"Tomorrow morning. I'll meet you here at the eleventh hour." She declared excitedly.
"Fine. Tomorrow at 11. I'll be here." Obi-Wan confirmed as he headed of towards his shuttle. She waved as he hurried off. He made it inside, just before the doors closed, and flopped down in a seat. Little fires ignited and he winced at his carelessness. He wished he could make the small craft go faster but knew that there was nothing he could do.
He finally made it back to his home and hastily went to the kitchen. He knew there wasn't a lot of time left for him to make dinner but he had to at least try. Separating his groceries, he placed pots on heat sources. Everything was going smoothly until he heard a noise behind him.
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Now, don't forget to review!! I really want to know what you think. Thank YOU!! : D
Brown-eyes - Thank you very much. : ) I am very glad that you are enjoying my "fairytale" but if I told you what was going to happen, it would ruin the fun of getting there. So, you'll just have to keep reading to find out. ; )
Remnants-2011 - Thank you!! I will.
Katt - Read this chapter and then ask me again. ; ) Although, what I have in mind is not necessarily the traditional for such versions. Remember this is Star Wars. Just keep reading. I don't think it will disappoint.
Anyway, here is Chapter 3:
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Bad Dreams, Lost Thoughts
Waking early the following morning, Obi-Wan hurried out to head for the market. His lazy stepbrothers he knew he could easily avoid. It was his watchful and omniscient stepfather he had to take care in evading. The man woke almost the same time Obi-Wan usually rose to prepare for the day, although his motives were of a different nature. The senator was a conniving and shrewd man, and Obi knew better than to cross his path, while he readied himself for the long day.
Instead, Obi slipped out the back entrance and found his way to a public transport terminal. Hitching a ride on the shuttle, he enjoyed soaring through the skyways of the huge city planet. He always marveled at the multi-cultural atmosphere brought about by the various beings occupying the metropolis. He had made friends with the Sullistan that piloted this route some time ago, and was often allowed to sit in the co-pilots seat. Today, however, he remained in the public cabin, as he did not want to explain his discomfort, after he would have plopped into the chair.
Sighing, he recognized his stop and exited. He wandered through the open markets and booths picking and choosing the ingredients for the next couple of meals. Also, stopping and chatting with other acquaintances, he spent several hours amongst the vendors, before even contemplating on returning to his home. He was near a corner of the market place that was sparsely populated at the moment, and tried not to linger, this was his last stop and knew the afternoon was drawing short.
When the transaction was complete, Obi-Wan was about to leave when he felt something draw his attention. He turned and followed the uneasy feeling in his gut toward a darkened alley. As he crept closer her could hear the sounds of a struggle, instantly he dove into the fray.
A number of large brutes circled a younger form and Obi-Wan glanced over the situation briefly to assess his best strategy. Without a weapon of his own, he could only hope that a pipe lying on the ground would be sufficient to assume that role. Dropping his bags at the edge of the alley, he reached for the cylinder and snuck up behind one of the foul creatures. They were so intent on their prey that they did not notice his approach. Raising the metal tube, he landed it on his mark and his target went down in a heap.
Finding the cause of their cohort's downfall, the group realized their ambush had been compromised. The apparent leader called out, "Two for one today? You will pay for that." Obi-Wan held the man's gaze as they held the stalemate. The victim turned toward her would-be hero and gave him a grimace under her hood. Two of the attackers decided to advance on each of them and suddenly, a violet saber glowed deflecting blaster fire.
Obi-Wan raised an eyebrow at this, wondering what a Jedi student would be doing out here, but his attention was brought back to the difficulty at hand. He had to jump and dodge the bolts that flew in his direction while both sides advanced. Once he was within reach, he utilized his only defense skillfully. Spinning the object around and using his momentum to effectively disarm and dispatch his assailant.
The Jedi student was doing well, until she began watching her assistant. Distracted she did not sense the boot that came flying at her. The blow landed soundly on her side and she was knocked off her feet. Her saber skidded across ground. A grunt escaped her as she landed and Obi-Wan caught sight of the incident out of the corner of his eye.
Obi-Wan could see the leader leveling his blaster at the girl's head, knowing he didn't have many options, he used the Force to call the fallen blade to his hand. Igniting it, he leapt and flipped landing in front of the girl in time to deflect the deadly fire.
She watched in astonishment as he used her weapon and gracefully took down their enemies one by one. She had not seen such mastery outside of herself and her teachers, as she was the best in her class. Suddenly the Force warned her of a fallen foe to her left, the creature rose from his position and lunged at the boy. Absorbed in his task, he was caught unawares as a hand clutched at the back of his shirt.
Old pain rebirthed, elicited a cry from him, and the girl looked on confused. Getting up, she grabbed the boy's now abandoned pipe and lunged at the adversary, striking him in the head. The loud thud made everyone wince. Recovering from the surprise attack, Obi-Wan swung at the remaining rival and sliced the blaster in half.
Thwarted, those that could, fled the failed attempt at thievery. Obi-Wan powered down the weapon and stood, trying to ignore his enraged back. Once alone, the girl finally spoke, "Who are you and where did you learn to fight like that?" She came up to stand in front of him.
Suddenly feeling awkward Obi-Wan handed back her dormant handle and said, "No one." Retreating he found his belongings, which were fortunately undisturbed. Kneeling down, he gathered them together readying himself to leave, when pain ignited again along his back. He hissed and went down on all fours.
From behind, he heard her worried voice ask, "I'm so sorry. Were you injured?" She had placed her hand on his back and was about to get his attention when his response caught her off guard.
Obi-Wan admonished his weakness and quickly collected himself replying, "It's nothing. I have to go." Rising, he marched off hoping to loose her in the crowd.
No such luck as she followed him, "You know it's very rude to ignore someone." The girl kept up with his every step and even anticipated his evasive maneuvers. "Please, can't you just tell me your name, so I know who to thank for helping me?"
Realizing he was not going to be rid of her he stopped. "Helping? It seemed more like a rescue to me. " Turning back to face her, he revealed an impish smile. And as much as the girl was irritated by the comment, she couldn't help but return the grin. "What were you doing back there anyway? That part of the market can be very dangerous."
Now, it was her turn to feel daft as she admitted, "I got lost."
"Lost?" He stared at her, trying to determine if that was the truth. Oddly enough, he felt that she was indeed being honest with him. "Hmmph. Well, if you want I can try and help you get to where ever it was you were going."
"Thanks, I think I would like to go home now. Can you get me back to the Temple?" She requested. He continued to look at her and then finally nodded his consent. She smiled and dropped her hood. Straight blond hair ended right at her shoulders and crisp blue eyes stared up at him. Her hand shot out and she said, "I'm Siri Tachi. And you are?"
Extending his own hand, he stated, "Obi-Wan. Follow me and I'll get you to a transport. They will be able to get you back to the Temple." He began weeding his way through the crowd as she trailed behind him.
"You never answered my question." She was making idle conversation, but in truth she really was curious about this boy that had come to her aide. Which on its own, puzzled her, as she had not called out for help and they were not visible from the marketplace. She concluded that he must have felt it through the Force. However, she didn't understand why he wasn't a fellow student, if he was Force sensitive. Siri knew for a fact that he was after she saw his expert handling of the lightsaber. When she received no reply, she prompted further, "Where did you learn to fight like that?"
"On my own mostly. With a little help from my stepbrothers." He informed.
"On your own?" Inquiring more.
"Yes, I had some old manuals and holovid demonstrations." He stopped suddenly and announced, "You should be able to get a shuttle here. It was nice talking to you. Good-bye."
"What? You're just leaving?" Startled by the abrupt salutation, she could not disguise her shock.
"What do you want me to do? I have to get back home myself or else I'll get in trouble." He began to worry as he noticed how late he was. He could only hope that the Senate Session today went longer than expected.
"Can I see you again?" Siri asked shyly.
"Sure." He responded shortly but then paused as he noticed her hurt eyes. "Of course," he added with a smile.
"Tomorrow morning. I'll meet you here at the eleventh hour." She declared excitedly.
"Fine. Tomorrow at 11. I'll be here." Obi-Wan confirmed as he headed of towards his shuttle. She waved as he hurried off. He made it inside, just before the doors closed, and flopped down in a seat. Little fires ignited and he winced at his carelessness. He wished he could make the small craft go faster but knew that there was nothing he could do.
He finally made it back to his home and hastily went to the kitchen. He knew there wasn't a lot of time left for him to make dinner but he had to at least try. Separating his groceries, he placed pots on heat sources. Everything was going smoothly until he heard a noise behind him.
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