Hello again! Here's chapter four! I'm not particularly fond of this one, but I sorta eluded to it in one of my other stories ("Foreshadowing"). (That's one of my better stories I think... At least in the Star Wars category... Read it! Read it! ^_^) Anyway, I hope I got Dooku right. He did turn to the Darks side after all... But if you think I'm wrong write your own story and let me read it! YAY! Anyway, same things still apply. (See first chapter for the "I don't own this" stuff.) Enjoy!
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Qui-Gon Jinn stood at attention in front of his Master. With his eyes forward, he tried not to let the angry words get to him. Yet he could feel everything he had ever worked for with his Master was crumbling before his eyes.
He had been standing like that for a good fifteen minutes. Still, Master Dooku continued his ranting, not letting Qui-Gon explain his part of the story. "You not only hurt your reputation, but mine as well! What do you think the repercussions of having a disobedient Apprentice would be on me?"
"I don't know, Master. But it wasn't my fault." The Apprentice explained calmly. At fifteen, Qui-Gon hadn't fully developed as a young man, yet he knew when he was being scolded for something he should be. "I told you before, Master. They-"
"It's always about "They," isn't it, Jinn?" Dooku shouted angrily, his dark eyes narrowing as daggers flew out of them. "Such an insolent Apprentice. Perhaps you should learn to take responsibility for your actions."
"Perhaps you should listen to what you are being told." Qui-Gon shot back, keeping his tone neutral.
Dooku's hand flew towards his Padawan as he let his emotions take over. "Don't you dare speak to me that way, Boy."
Qui-Gon breathed in deeply, calming his own emotions. "I wouldn't if you would listen to me! They were taunting me. I started walking away when they started calling you a bad Master, and telling me what a Pathetic Jedi I was going to turn out to be because of my 'lousy teacher.' I tried to release my anger, I swear I did, Master. But I couldn't help but become enraged at the way they disrespected you." Qui-Gon paused for a moment, letting his words sink in. Then, he continued in a defeated tone. "Perhaps I was wrong in defending you."
Dooku looked into the sapphire eyes of his Padawan. So much could be seen in them. Pride and dedication to the Jedi Order, compassion for every living being, and even after the way he had been treated, love for his Master.
Dooku looked down to the ground, feeling unworthy to be in his Padawan's presence. "I apologize, Qui-Gon. Maybe they are right. I'm not fit to train you." Dooku started to turn away when Qui-Gon grabbed his arm.
"No, Master. You're a wonderful teacher. I've learned so much from you... You just need to stop giving into your emotions. Release them into the Force."
Dooku looked at his Padawan and smiled, the anger being replaced by a amused look. "And who's the Master in this household?"
Qui-Gon gave his master a sheepish glance. "Last time I checked, you were. But that could change." The Padawan quirked his eyebrow with a smile.
"Ah, Padawan." Dooku sighed "There is so much we both still have to learn from each other." Dooku glanced at his Padawan's cheek, noticing the fiery red hand print that was beginning to form. He suppressed a guilty wince. He gently reached up and gave Qui-Gon's Padawan Braid a tug. "And many years to do that." Dooku sighed once more before turning away and heading towards his quarters.
Qui-Gon stood for a moment, watching the door where Master Dooku had disappeared behind. He truly believed what he had told his Master. Yet he cold help but feel hurt. Dooku was too anger. He reached up and gingerly rubbed his burning cheek. I will not be this way to my Padawan. He vowed quietly to himself. He would never raise his hand in anger, with or without a proper reason.
"Never."
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Qui-Gon Jinn stood at attention in front of his Master. With his eyes forward, he tried not to let the angry words get to him. Yet he could feel everything he had ever worked for with his Master was crumbling before his eyes.
He had been standing like that for a good fifteen minutes. Still, Master Dooku continued his ranting, not letting Qui-Gon explain his part of the story. "You not only hurt your reputation, but mine as well! What do you think the repercussions of having a disobedient Apprentice would be on me?"
"I don't know, Master. But it wasn't my fault." The Apprentice explained calmly. At fifteen, Qui-Gon hadn't fully developed as a young man, yet he knew when he was being scolded for something he should be. "I told you before, Master. They-"
"It's always about "They," isn't it, Jinn?" Dooku shouted angrily, his dark eyes narrowing as daggers flew out of them. "Such an insolent Apprentice. Perhaps you should learn to take responsibility for your actions."
"Perhaps you should listen to what you are being told." Qui-Gon shot back, keeping his tone neutral.
Dooku's hand flew towards his Padawan as he let his emotions take over. "Don't you dare speak to me that way, Boy."
Qui-Gon breathed in deeply, calming his own emotions. "I wouldn't if you would listen to me! They were taunting me. I started walking away when they started calling you a bad Master, and telling me what a Pathetic Jedi I was going to turn out to be because of my 'lousy teacher.' I tried to release my anger, I swear I did, Master. But I couldn't help but become enraged at the way they disrespected you." Qui-Gon paused for a moment, letting his words sink in. Then, he continued in a defeated tone. "Perhaps I was wrong in defending you."
Dooku looked into the sapphire eyes of his Padawan. So much could be seen in them. Pride and dedication to the Jedi Order, compassion for every living being, and even after the way he had been treated, love for his Master.
Dooku looked down to the ground, feeling unworthy to be in his Padawan's presence. "I apologize, Qui-Gon. Maybe they are right. I'm not fit to train you." Dooku started to turn away when Qui-Gon grabbed his arm.
"No, Master. You're a wonderful teacher. I've learned so much from you... You just need to stop giving into your emotions. Release them into the Force."
Dooku looked at his Padawan and smiled, the anger being replaced by a amused look. "And who's the Master in this household?"
Qui-Gon gave his master a sheepish glance. "Last time I checked, you were. But that could change." The Padawan quirked his eyebrow with a smile.
"Ah, Padawan." Dooku sighed "There is so much we both still have to learn from each other." Dooku glanced at his Padawan's cheek, noticing the fiery red hand print that was beginning to form. He suppressed a guilty wince. He gently reached up and gave Qui-Gon's Padawan Braid a tug. "And many years to do that." Dooku sighed once more before turning away and heading towards his quarters.
Qui-Gon stood for a moment, watching the door where Master Dooku had disappeared behind. He truly believed what he had told his Master. Yet he cold help but feel hurt. Dooku was too anger. He reached up and gingerly rubbed his burning cheek. I will not be this way to my Padawan. He vowed quietly to himself. He would never raise his hand in anger, with or without a proper reason.
"Never."
