Author's Note: I'm really, really sorry about how short this chapter is. I
was going to write a long one when I saw all requests, but I've had hardly
any time to write lately and I wanted to get this chapter up asap.
I want to say thank you to: Laxie_79, Arafel, Stormy_rose, Master Elora Dannan, Melissa Jooty, Ro, Eris, Shapeshifter, Sela, Peggy Schultz, Laurajslr, Karla Pheonix and everyone else that reviewed. You're all being so nice and encouraging in the reviews. A special thanks to my friends Winnie (Lil Buttercup) and Jenny (Starri Haze) for proof reading my work and Jennifer (U noe don bother) for giving me lots of helpful suggestions.
Dreams Do Come True
Chapter 2 (Can't think up a name for it. Please review if you have a good name for this chapter)
Obi Wan dodged several masters and ran as fast as he could in the crowded corridors. He had overslept and now he was late to his sparring practice with his master. Great, am I going to be in for it now. The thought made him speed up and run even faster.
He was nearly there.so close now.and he was.. BAM!
In his hurry to get to the sparring room, Obi Wan had forgotten to dodge and had crashed headlong into someone. "I'm sorry, I was just..." Obi Wan broke off in mid sentence, when he saw who he had crashed into. Bruck, his rival glared back at him, on his face an expression of unmistakable rage.
"You idiot! Watch where you're going, Oafy Wan!" Bruck snarled. "I'm surprised your master hasn't sent you back to Bandomeer yet! Everyone knows he only agreed to take you as his padawan, because he feels sorry for you."
Obi Wan flinched as if he has been hit. Bruck's angry words were so close to his thoughts, last night. He felt the doubt come back. Maybe Qui Gon did feel sorry for him. Get a grip Obi Wan, you can't let Bruck see you falling apart a part of his mind told him.
"I really don't have time for this right now, Bruck." Obi Wan said as he continued walking.
Bruck seethed. How dare Oafy Wan walk away like that? He smirked. He was going to teach Oafy a lesson.
Obi Wan kept on walking, determined to ignore Bruck. Suddenly, a burst of the force made him spin around, just in time to see Bruck's orange lightsabre slice down towards him.
Instinctively, Obi Wan activated his lightsabre and intersected Bruck's attack. The action only succeeded in fueling Bruck's anger and he continued his assault with a vengeance. However, Obi Wan managed to parry the attacks each time. Blue clashed with Orange again and again.
"What the hell are you doing, Bruck?" Obi Wan yelled in between fending off attacks. "You know fighting in the corridors is against the rules."
"What? Not so brave now?" sneered Bruck, as he feinted to the right. Just as he had expected, Obi Wan lifted his lightsabre to parry. Quick as lightning, Bruck swung his lightsabre to the opposite direction and delivered a large, evil looking gash to Obi Wan's left shoulder.
Owwwwwwwwww! Obi Wan cried silently. How could I fall for that again? Bruck used the same attack on me, in last weeks sparring match!
Obi Wan's shoulder throbbed like crazy. Every time he moved, the pain was excruciating. He had to end this quickly. Obi Wan knew that if he continued fighting with a wounded shoulder he would lose for sure and there was no thinking what Bruck would do to him then. Not to mention, that he was now very, very late for his sparring practice with Qui Gon.
Since Bruck didn't look like he was about to stop anytime soon, Obi Wan decided his best bet was to disarm Bruck. So, while Bruck was still gloating, Obi Wan brought his lightsabre up with his right arm and brought it down towards Bruck's head.
Automatically, Bruck lifted his lightsabre to defend himself. A second later Bruck realized what Obi Wan was going to do, but it was a second too late. Obi Wan had already kicked his unprotected stomach.
Bruck clutched his stomach and howled in pain. Taking advantage of the distraction, Obi Wan hooked his lightsabre underneath Bruck's and pulled. The orange lightsabre fell from its owner hand, hit the floor with a clatter and deactivated.
Obi Wan breathed a sigh of relief. He had managed to stop Bruck from beating him to pulp. Obi Wan was just about to turn around, when a stern voice demanded, "What in the world is going on here?"
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Author's Notes: Hehehehe, a cliffhanger. But I'm fairly sure you know who the voice belongs to. Oh and I have no idea what colour lightsabre Bruck has, I just made it up. So what did you think of this chapter? I know it's quite different from the last chapter. Please R&R.
I want to say thank you to: Laxie_79, Arafel, Stormy_rose, Master Elora Dannan, Melissa Jooty, Ro, Eris, Shapeshifter, Sela, Peggy Schultz, Laurajslr, Karla Pheonix and everyone else that reviewed. You're all being so nice and encouraging in the reviews. A special thanks to my friends Winnie (Lil Buttercup) and Jenny (Starri Haze) for proof reading my work and Jennifer (U noe don bother) for giving me lots of helpful suggestions.
Dreams Do Come True
Chapter 2 (Can't think up a name for it. Please review if you have a good name for this chapter)
Obi Wan dodged several masters and ran as fast as he could in the crowded corridors. He had overslept and now he was late to his sparring practice with his master. Great, am I going to be in for it now. The thought made him speed up and run even faster.
He was nearly there.so close now.and he was.. BAM!
In his hurry to get to the sparring room, Obi Wan had forgotten to dodge and had crashed headlong into someone. "I'm sorry, I was just..." Obi Wan broke off in mid sentence, when he saw who he had crashed into. Bruck, his rival glared back at him, on his face an expression of unmistakable rage.
"You idiot! Watch where you're going, Oafy Wan!" Bruck snarled. "I'm surprised your master hasn't sent you back to Bandomeer yet! Everyone knows he only agreed to take you as his padawan, because he feels sorry for you."
Obi Wan flinched as if he has been hit. Bruck's angry words were so close to his thoughts, last night. He felt the doubt come back. Maybe Qui Gon did feel sorry for him. Get a grip Obi Wan, you can't let Bruck see you falling apart a part of his mind told him.
"I really don't have time for this right now, Bruck." Obi Wan said as he continued walking.
Bruck seethed. How dare Oafy Wan walk away like that? He smirked. He was going to teach Oafy a lesson.
Obi Wan kept on walking, determined to ignore Bruck. Suddenly, a burst of the force made him spin around, just in time to see Bruck's orange lightsabre slice down towards him.
Instinctively, Obi Wan activated his lightsabre and intersected Bruck's attack. The action only succeeded in fueling Bruck's anger and he continued his assault with a vengeance. However, Obi Wan managed to parry the attacks each time. Blue clashed with Orange again and again.
"What the hell are you doing, Bruck?" Obi Wan yelled in between fending off attacks. "You know fighting in the corridors is against the rules."
"What? Not so brave now?" sneered Bruck, as he feinted to the right. Just as he had expected, Obi Wan lifted his lightsabre to parry. Quick as lightning, Bruck swung his lightsabre to the opposite direction and delivered a large, evil looking gash to Obi Wan's left shoulder.
Owwwwwwwwww! Obi Wan cried silently. How could I fall for that again? Bruck used the same attack on me, in last weeks sparring match!
Obi Wan's shoulder throbbed like crazy. Every time he moved, the pain was excruciating. He had to end this quickly. Obi Wan knew that if he continued fighting with a wounded shoulder he would lose for sure and there was no thinking what Bruck would do to him then. Not to mention, that he was now very, very late for his sparring practice with Qui Gon.
Since Bruck didn't look like he was about to stop anytime soon, Obi Wan decided his best bet was to disarm Bruck. So, while Bruck was still gloating, Obi Wan brought his lightsabre up with his right arm and brought it down towards Bruck's head.
Automatically, Bruck lifted his lightsabre to defend himself. A second later Bruck realized what Obi Wan was going to do, but it was a second too late. Obi Wan had already kicked his unprotected stomach.
Bruck clutched his stomach and howled in pain. Taking advantage of the distraction, Obi Wan hooked his lightsabre underneath Bruck's and pulled. The orange lightsabre fell from its owner hand, hit the floor with a clatter and deactivated.
Obi Wan breathed a sigh of relief. He had managed to stop Bruck from beating him to pulp. Obi Wan was just about to turn around, when a stern voice demanded, "What in the world is going on here?"
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Author's Notes: Hehehehe, a cliffhanger. But I'm fairly sure you know who the voice belongs to. Oh and I have no idea what colour lightsabre Bruck has, I just made it up. So what did you think of this chapter? I know it's quite different from the last chapter. Please R&R.