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Hehe. Right!) = Werewolf, BlueElli, ALS, and Abigail!! :D I hope I can keep
this flowing for you.
These are a little shorter than the previous chapters, mostly due to the fact that I have struggled through them. They didn't come as easy as the others. Sorry if there are any typos, I haven't had time to proof.
New AN: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ = Dream/moment of memory
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"Are you absolutely positive, Anakin?" The Jedi Master found this new discovery overwhelming. In all the years of his service to the Order, never had Qui-Gon heard of two beings having identical midi-chlorian counts. They were as unique as fingerprints or retinal scans. Of course, there had been some cases very close in number. However, none matched exactly. There had even been documentation of Jedi twins that had fluctuations in their tally. Furthermore, the counts never crested 17,000, until the finding of his Padawan. The unearthing of two such beings is remarkable in itself, but the fact that those two individuals had identical sums defied everything believed in the Order.
"Yes, Master. I ran the test twice before finally coming to grips with the results. I can show them to you upon your return." Shock still apparent in the apprentice's tone.
"Of course. I would very much like to see them." Qui-Gon withdrew deep into his mind. I cannot leave this planet without that boy! There is a mystery here that needs to be solved. And I will learn the truth.
"What does this mean, Master?" The young man asked with a hint of reservation.
"I'm not sure, Padawan. Qui-Gon out." Ending the transmission, he slipped the commlink back into his utility belt. He remained under the night sky contemplating this new information. A distant memory was triggered as he stared blankly at the barren landscape. A page in a file came into focus. And Qui-Gon reviewed the information on the sheet.
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Anakin Skywalker
Male, human, age four
Mother: Shmi Skywalker
Father: Unknown
Homeworld: Tatooine
Note: Prime candidate to fulfill the Prophecy of the Chosen One.
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Remembering the Jedi Initial Statistics file created for every initiate, Qui-Gon rediscovered an important fact previously overlooked. Tatooine. Could there be a significance? He turned toward the infirmary to ponder the puzzle within and found Tyaña staring at him. So engrossed in his musings he didn't notice her arrival. How long had she been there, I wonder?
Before the Knight could speak, Tyaña said, "I came to tell you dinner is ready."
"Thank you. I'll be in, in a moment." Qui-Gon wanted to collect his thoughts before confronting the cause of his turmoil. The elderly woman nodded and headed back inside. Qui-Gon took in a deep breath before getting up and following Tyaña.
Inside the humble home all was bright and cheery. A delightful meal had been placed on the table and the group of newfound friends gathered to devour the small banquet. Once the last bite was consumed, the visitors were presented a wonderful surprise. Obi-Wan requested everyone adjourn to a small sitting room. He wanted to present the Jedi Knight and clandestine Queen a gift for their kindness and friendship. He had no possessions to offer, so Obi-Wan gifted the only thing he could; himself.
Tyaña knew what the youth was planning and although she enjoyed this particular aptitude, she felt that this would be one of the last times she would be witness to it. Holding back the tears, she lowered the lights, knowing Obi-Wan wished it. The three adults sat as the boy stood prone in front of them.
He began, "I have no belongings to give you, so please accept this on my behalf." At that moment, a pure crisp note drifted in the air. Slowly, a melody laced with beauty wove through the room. Qui-Gon and Padmé closed their eyes to drift further into the soothing rhythm. Obi-Wan sung a tune in a language neither recognized. But it didn't matter because they were lost in its virtue.
Qui-Gon was fortunate enough to receive an added pleasure from the boy's pastorale. As Obi-Wan intoned the enchanting harmony, he unwittingly drew the Force in around him. While veiled in the Force's light, Obi-Wan channeled peaceful suggestions to his listeners. Resonating ripples caressed Qui-Gon's sensitive receptors. Granting him a satisfaction envelopment with that which he served so willingly. At one moment, Qui- Gon's eyes slitted open to take in the image of such flawless innocence. He felt his breath catch in his throat, as he could almost see the Force vaguely illuminating the room with a rainbow of colors. When the elegy ended, the spectators could barley contain their suspirations. Padmé finally broke the silence, "That was beautiful. What was it?"
"I don't know exactly." Obi-Wan replied in a voice so soft that it put a whisper to shame. "I hear it in my sleep. It comes to me when I am frightened or hurt and comforts me. I don't have a memory of hearing it, but I have heard it my whole life."
"It's time for bed. You have a big day tomorrow." Qui-Gon recovered his senses. He stood and advanced toward the youth. "It was beautiful Obi- Wan," the tall Jedi reassured. "And I thank you for sharing it with us. But it's time to go to sleep."
Obi-Wan smiled and nodded. Undauntedly, he embraced the Knight. "Good Night." Releasing the surprised man, he headed of to his room. The remaining group wandered off after him.
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I don't really like the upcoming chapters, but I hope you do. I know there are typos, but I'm too tired at the moment to worry about them, sorry.
Anyway, don't forget to Review!!
~~ Ari
These are a little shorter than the previous chapters, mostly due to the fact that I have struggled through them. They didn't come as easy as the others. Sorry if there are any typos, I haven't had time to proof.
New AN: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ = Dream/moment of memory
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"Are you absolutely positive, Anakin?" The Jedi Master found this new discovery overwhelming. In all the years of his service to the Order, never had Qui-Gon heard of two beings having identical midi-chlorian counts. They were as unique as fingerprints or retinal scans. Of course, there had been some cases very close in number. However, none matched exactly. There had even been documentation of Jedi twins that had fluctuations in their tally. Furthermore, the counts never crested 17,000, until the finding of his Padawan. The unearthing of two such beings is remarkable in itself, but the fact that those two individuals had identical sums defied everything believed in the Order.
"Yes, Master. I ran the test twice before finally coming to grips with the results. I can show them to you upon your return." Shock still apparent in the apprentice's tone.
"Of course. I would very much like to see them." Qui-Gon withdrew deep into his mind. I cannot leave this planet without that boy! There is a mystery here that needs to be solved. And I will learn the truth.
"What does this mean, Master?" The young man asked with a hint of reservation.
"I'm not sure, Padawan. Qui-Gon out." Ending the transmission, he slipped the commlink back into his utility belt. He remained under the night sky contemplating this new information. A distant memory was triggered as he stared blankly at the barren landscape. A page in a file came into focus. And Qui-Gon reviewed the information on the sheet.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Anakin Skywalker
Male, human, age four
Mother: Shmi Skywalker
Father: Unknown
Homeworld: Tatooine
Note: Prime candidate to fulfill the Prophecy of the Chosen One.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Remembering the Jedi Initial Statistics file created for every initiate, Qui-Gon rediscovered an important fact previously overlooked. Tatooine. Could there be a significance? He turned toward the infirmary to ponder the puzzle within and found Tyaña staring at him. So engrossed in his musings he didn't notice her arrival. How long had she been there, I wonder?
Before the Knight could speak, Tyaña said, "I came to tell you dinner is ready."
"Thank you. I'll be in, in a moment." Qui-Gon wanted to collect his thoughts before confronting the cause of his turmoil. The elderly woman nodded and headed back inside. Qui-Gon took in a deep breath before getting up and following Tyaña.
Inside the humble home all was bright and cheery. A delightful meal had been placed on the table and the group of newfound friends gathered to devour the small banquet. Once the last bite was consumed, the visitors were presented a wonderful surprise. Obi-Wan requested everyone adjourn to a small sitting room. He wanted to present the Jedi Knight and clandestine Queen a gift for their kindness and friendship. He had no possessions to offer, so Obi-Wan gifted the only thing he could; himself.
Tyaña knew what the youth was planning and although she enjoyed this particular aptitude, she felt that this would be one of the last times she would be witness to it. Holding back the tears, she lowered the lights, knowing Obi-Wan wished it. The three adults sat as the boy stood prone in front of them.
He began, "I have no belongings to give you, so please accept this on my behalf." At that moment, a pure crisp note drifted in the air. Slowly, a melody laced with beauty wove through the room. Qui-Gon and Padmé closed their eyes to drift further into the soothing rhythm. Obi-Wan sung a tune in a language neither recognized. But it didn't matter because they were lost in its virtue.
Qui-Gon was fortunate enough to receive an added pleasure from the boy's pastorale. As Obi-Wan intoned the enchanting harmony, he unwittingly drew the Force in around him. While veiled in the Force's light, Obi-Wan channeled peaceful suggestions to his listeners. Resonating ripples caressed Qui-Gon's sensitive receptors. Granting him a satisfaction envelopment with that which he served so willingly. At one moment, Qui- Gon's eyes slitted open to take in the image of such flawless innocence. He felt his breath catch in his throat, as he could almost see the Force vaguely illuminating the room with a rainbow of colors. When the elegy ended, the spectators could barley contain their suspirations. Padmé finally broke the silence, "That was beautiful. What was it?"
"I don't know exactly." Obi-Wan replied in a voice so soft that it put a whisper to shame. "I hear it in my sleep. It comes to me when I am frightened or hurt and comforts me. I don't have a memory of hearing it, but I have heard it my whole life."
"It's time for bed. You have a big day tomorrow." Qui-Gon recovered his senses. He stood and advanced toward the youth. "It was beautiful Obi- Wan," the tall Jedi reassured. "And I thank you for sharing it with us. But it's time to go to sleep."
Obi-Wan smiled and nodded. Undauntedly, he embraced the Knight. "Good Night." Releasing the surprised man, he headed of to his room. The remaining group wandered off after him.
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I don't really like the upcoming chapters, but I hope you do. I know there are typos, but I'm too tired at the moment to worry about them, sorry.
Anyway, don't forget to Review!!
~~ Ari