Disclaimer
Insert Standard disclaimer here. I hate these things, so I know that no one really reads them, unless they have a joke. I do not own any Star Wars Characters, I wish, do you realize how rich I would be if I did. But I'm not rich, so I don't own them.
Summery
NJO -after Luke has established it, and they are more able to go back to old Jedi traditions. Our heroes include some initiates (for now) some Padawans and a few masters and knights, not completely sure who yet.
This is my first NJO fic and my second starwars fic, I can't count the one I'll never be able to post, I've put famous people in it, and that's not
allowed. (
BTW Jaime is not me, though she'll be more famous than I ever will be,
she's just a figment of my imagination.
Chapter 1
I walked down the hallway, heading to class, there was a bully in my class who I didn't like, we were all still initiates, but he always acted like he was going to be first chosen or something. There were still a lot of nine and ten year olds left, so we had some major time to practice. I sat in my spot on the floor of our histories class, just before it began, all of my friends were older, and in other classes, the eight of us in here were the youngest eligible to become Padawans. Some of us weren't eligible yet, we didn't have the control, but we were not told who. I knew I could very well be one of the ones with to little control, I knew definitely who was eligible, her name is Yaddle after the council member of old, and she's the same species too. After histories class which I was the most patient in, I loved to learn about the old Republic, and even the empire. Though initiates were allowed extra credit projects, they had to be doing fairly well in all their classes. I wasn't doing good in the Saber techniques class, I didn't like going in front of the others and sparring, I was fine if no one was watching, besides the teacher, but I really disliked having audience, so I couldn't get an extra credit project in Histories.
"Jaime, the council would like to speak with you," One of the younger knights came up to me and spoke. It wasn't uncommon to be summoned by the council, if you got in trouble, but I knew I had done nothing wrong, or even anything worth their notice. I followed the knight to the council chambers, she was a young knight, but I recognized her, her uncle was on the council, she often ran errands for them when she was in the temple. I waited outside, very patiently, until they called me in, I saw that Masters Luke and Horn were the only ones there. "Initiate Darklighter," Master Luke said, "It has been brought to our attention that you are failing your saber techniques class, yet you continue to excel in all your other classes, can you explain this?" "Well Master, I dislike going in front of the group, because I feel as if they are judging me unfairly, I feel I grasp the concepts, though I can't be a judge of that and the master is much to busy to ask for additional assistance, again," I replied. "Again?" Master Horn questioned. "Yes master, I asked the instructor for help on a move I was having trouble one day after class, and he simply stated that he is much to busy to waste time with an initiate who doesn't even grasp the concepts of the easier moves," I said. "but you feel as if you do grasp these concepts," Master Luke said. "Yes master," I replied. "Well then, we'll have to speak with Master Brakiss on this matter, also, I shall have one of the knights give you private training sessions on top of your regular classes," Master Luke said. "Yes Master," I said. "The knight that we choose shall contact you when they have a chance," Master Luke said, "You may go, I will contact your dorm mistress and tell her why you will be late, get some dinner in the dining hall before heading back." "Thank you Masters," I smiled bowed and left.
At the end of five days of classes I always spent two nights at my father's place, unless he was off on a mission. I knew that in the old days it wouldn't have been possible, but I also knew that staying away from the dorms was one thing that kept me on task during the week. The day after I was told of the knight that would help train me with my saber skills, I took a small bag with my homework to my father's. We spent much of our time speaking about my classes, and he was able to give me a few pointers for my saber class. On my second day with my father, I had to go back to the dorms, because he had to leave on a mission.
I went to my classes as always, and one day as I was walking to my saber techniques class, a young knight, Master Luke's niece came up to me. "Jaime, I'm sure you know who I am, I was asked to help you with your Saber skills," She smiled, "Do you have a class after this?" "No, just Saber skills and Dinner," I said. "Well, I'm going to sit in on your saber techniques class, and then after class we can work on any problems you have," she said. "That sounds good, I can use all the help I can get, though it's not really the skills I have a problem with, it's sparring in front of the class," I said. "Alright, are you guys sparring today?" she asked. "Yah, he's got a competition going, to see who's the best in class, I'm already out," I said. "Then we'll report to your class, if you aren't doing anything I'm sure there's a practice room somewhere we can use," Jania said. We walked into the class, and Master Brakiss glared at her. "Master Brakiss, I was wondering if you were teaching your class anything new today, or if they were practicing their sparring?" Jania asked him. "I've got them taking turns sparring in front of the class today," He said. "Could I get your permission to take Jaime out of class today?" She requested. "She needs practice in sparring more than the rest of the class, so no," He stated. "I was going to say that I wanted to help her a little bit in that area, as it has been brought to my attention that she doesn't get the extra help she's requested in this class," Jania didn't look happy. "I give any of my students help, if they ask for it," He said, "If they don't ask I presume they're not interested." "I've changed my mind, I'm no longer requesting, I'm informing you that Jaime will not be in your class today," Jania stated. We left and headed to a small practice room, I set my practice saber on low, so that if we hit each other, we'd feel it, but we wouldn't get hurt, Jania used a practice saber too. My sparring was about the same as always, Jania gave me little tips on how to hold my light saber, and guided me on the smaller details I hadn't picked up on in class. When the regular classes ended, we kept working, I had a lot to catch up on. I was able to get up to par with where she believed I should be with just two hours of one on one training. At the end of the two hours, we sat on the floor to take a break before cleaning up. We were both doing some stretches to cool down, and Jania told me about the time her brother tripped over his own practice saber, and couldn't feel his feet for an hour. Our laughter was cut short by someone clearing their throat in the doorway, I looked over and saw it was master Luke, "Don't get up on my account," He said as I tried to scramble to my feet. Luke sat down near us, and looked at me sadly, "Jaime, I hate to have to tell you this, but we just got word from Gand, your father was ambushed by assassins, he's dead." "Is the senator alright?" I asked. "Your father hadn't even met the Senator yet," Master Luke frowned, "Your father's light saber was in his hand when they found him, he died fighting, if that's any comfort, I know you were close." "I have no family left, my mother and sister are gone, my father too now, it's just me," I said. "I knew your father well, he was a fast learner, he always wanted to do what was best for others," Master Luke said. "You were his master, weren't you?" I asked. "Yes, I never had a Padawan, but I trained your father," Master Luke said sadly. "You trained many in that time, you are a good teacher," I said. "Thank you," Master Luke smiled. "Your father was a good man," Jania said.
I didn't tell any of my classmates what happened, or my friends, but soon everyone knew anyway, I was able to avoid my friends, until the funeral, I stood in front with the two knights that had been my father's Padawans. No one cried as we watched the pyre, as the flames began to die, people drifted off, soon it was just Master Luke, two knights, myself and one of my friends stood at the back. I walked up to the pyre, it was still hot, "Good bye dad, I'll miss you," I lowered my head, before turning around to leave. "Jaime, the council would like to speak to you in the morning," Master Luke said as I was about to walk out the door. "Yes Master," I said, my friend followed me out of the room. "Jaime, would you like to talk to someone, you know I'll always listen," Baylee said. "I know, but, right now, I don't feel like talking, do you want to go sit by the waterfall?" I said. "Sure," Baylee smiled at me.
We sat for an hour at the foot of the waterfall, in complete silence, I looked at the rushing water, mesmerized by it. "What is it about flowing water that has so many people entranced?" I heard a male voice behind me. "It's soothing, there's something my mother once quoted, I never really understood it, because I've never seen a Zamboni but she always said, 'There are three things in life that people like to stare at. A rippling stream, a fire in a fireplace and a zamboni going round and round'" I said.
"What is a zamboni?" Wedge asked. "It's a machine that cleans ice so that people can put on special boots and skate around on it," I said. "They skate on the Zamboni?" Wedge was confused. "No silly, they skate on the ice," Mara said. We sat around and talked, and joked for about an hour, no one said anything about my father.
I had good days and bad, mostly good, soon my 11th birthday was upon us, all of my friends met at the waterfall, and they gave me gifts, we were talking and Ben shoved Mara into the water, so we all threw him in, they both came out laughing. "Children," We all groaned quietly, Master Brakiss was standing nearby, "Isn't there something you could be doing, like practicing something, instead of disturbing the entire temple." "Brakiss, you're such a grump, they aren't bothering anything," Jania came into the room. We all sighed with relief, Jania was always on our side, if she was around. "Jaime, I've got to talk to you," She said. I followed her out of the room, she looked at me with a serious expression, "I've been considering taking a Padawan for a few months now, and the council gave me a list of potentials. When I saw that list, I knew that I had found the Padawan I wanted, Jaime, would you be my Padawan learner?" She asked.
A/N: the quote is in CSI Grissom says it when a hockey player gets killed, but also it's a quote from Charlie Brown.
Insert Standard disclaimer here. I hate these things, so I know that no one really reads them, unless they have a joke. I do not own any Star Wars Characters, I wish, do you realize how rich I would be if I did. But I'm not rich, so I don't own them.
Summery
NJO -after Luke has established it, and they are more able to go back to old Jedi traditions. Our heroes include some initiates (for now) some Padawans and a few masters and knights, not completely sure who yet.
This is my first NJO fic and my second starwars fic, I can't count the one I'll never be able to post, I've put famous people in it, and that's not
allowed. (
BTW Jaime is not me, though she'll be more famous than I ever will be,
she's just a figment of my imagination.
Chapter 1
I walked down the hallway, heading to class, there was a bully in my class who I didn't like, we were all still initiates, but he always acted like he was going to be first chosen or something. There were still a lot of nine and ten year olds left, so we had some major time to practice. I sat in my spot on the floor of our histories class, just before it began, all of my friends were older, and in other classes, the eight of us in here were the youngest eligible to become Padawans. Some of us weren't eligible yet, we didn't have the control, but we were not told who. I knew I could very well be one of the ones with to little control, I knew definitely who was eligible, her name is Yaddle after the council member of old, and she's the same species too. After histories class which I was the most patient in, I loved to learn about the old Republic, and even the empire. Though initiates were allowed extra credit projects, they had to be doing fairly well in all their classes. I wasn't doing good in the Saber techniques class, I didn't like going in front of the others and sparring, I was fine if no one was watching, besides the teacher, but I really disliked having audience, so I couldn't get an extra credit project in Histories.
"Jaime, the council would like to speak with you," One of the younger knights came up to me and spoke. It wasn't uncommon to be summoned by the council, if you got in trouble, but I knew I had done nothing wrong, or even anything worth their notice. I followed the knight to the council chambers, she was a young knight, but I recognized her, her uncle was on the council, she often ran errands for them when she was in the temple. I waited outside, very patiently, until they called me in, I saw that Masters Luke and Horn were the only ones there. "Initiate Darklighter," Master Luke said, "It has been brought to our attention that you are failing your saber techniques class, yet you continue to excel in all your other classes, can you explain this?" "Well Master, I dislike going in front of the group, because I feel as if they are judging me unfairly, I feel I grasp the concepts, though I can't be a judge of that and the master is much to busy to ask for additional assistance, again," I replied. "Again?" Master Horn questioned. "Yes master, I asked the instructor for help on a move I was having trouble one day after class, and he simply stated that he is much to busy to waste time with an initiate who doesn't even grasp the concepts of the easier moves," I said. "but you feel as if you do grasp these concepts," Master Luke said. "Yes master," I replied. "Well then, we'll have to speak with Master Brakiss on this matter, also, I shall have one of the knights give you private training sessions on top of your regular classes," Master Luke said. "Yes Master," I said. "The knight that we choose shall contact you when they have a chance," Master Luke said, "You may go, I will contact your dorm mistress and tell her why you will be late, get some dinner in the dining hall before heading back." "Thank you Masters," I smiled bowed and left.
At the end of five days of classes I always spent two nights at my father's place, unless he was off on a mission. I knew that in the old days it wouldn't have been possible, but I also knew that staying away from the dorms was one thing that kept me on task during the week. The day after I was told of the knight that would help train me with my saber skills, I took a small bag with my homework to my father's. We spent much of our time speaking about my classes, and he was able to give me a few pointers for my saber class. On my second day with my father, I had to go back to the dorms, because he had to leave on a mission.
I went to my classes as always, and one day as I was walking to my saber techniques class, a young knight, Master Luke's niece came up to me. "Jaime, I'm sure you know who I am, I was asked to help you with your Saber skills," She smiled, "Do you have a class after this?" "No, just Saber skills and Dinner," I said. "Well, I'm going to sit in on your saber techniques class, and then after class we can work on any problems you have," she said. "That sounds good, I can use all the help I can get, though it's not really the skills I have a problem with, it's sparring in front of the class," I said. "Alright, are you guys sparring today?" she asked. "Yah, he's got a competition going, to see who's the best in class, I'm already out," I said. "Then we'll report to your class, if you aren't doing anything I'm sure there's a practice room somewhere we can use," Jania said. We walked into the class, and Master Brakiss glared at her. "Master Brakiss, I was wondering if you were teaching your class anything new today, or if they were practicing their sparring?" Jania asked him. "I've got them taking turns sparring in front of the class today," He said. "Could I get your permission to take Jaime out of class today?" She requested. "She needs practice in sparring more than the rest of the class, so no," He stated. "I was going to say that I wanted to help her a little bit in that area, as it has been brought to my attention that she doesn't get the extra help she's requested in this class," Jania didn't look happy. "I give any of my students help, if they ask for it," He said, "If they don't ask I presume they're not interested." "I've changed my mind, I'm no longer requesting, I'm informing you that Jaime will not be in your class today," Jania stated. We left and headed to a small practice room, I set my practice saber on low, so that if we hit each other, we'd feel it, but we wouldn't get hurt, Jania used a practice saber too. My sparring was about the same as always, Jania gave me little tips on how to hold my light saber, and guided me on the smaller details I hadn't picked up on in class. When the regular classes ended, we kept working, I had a lot to catch up on. I was able to get up to par with where she believed I should be with just two hours of one on one training. At the end of the two hours, we sat on the floor to take a break before cleaning up. We were both doing some stretches to cool down, and Jania told me about the time her brother tripped over his own practice saber, and couldn't feel his feet for an hour. Our laughter was cut short by someone clearing their throat in the doorway, I looked over and saw it was master Luke, "Don't get up on my account," He said as I tried to scramble to my feet. Luke sat down near us, and looked at me sadly, "Jaime, I hate to have to tell you this, but we just got word from Gand, your father was ambushed by assassins, he's dead." "Is the senator alright?" I asked. "Your father hadn't even met the Senator yet," Master Luke frowned, "Your father's light saber was in his hand when they found him, he died fighting, if that's any comfort, I know you were close." "I have no family left, my mother and sister are gone, my father too now, it's just me," I said. "I knew your father well, he was a fast learner, he always wanted to do what was best for others," Master Luke said. "You were his master, weren't you?" I asked. "Yes, I never had a Padawan, but I trained your father," Master Luke said sadly. "You trained many in that time, you are a good teacher," I said. "Thank you," Master Luke smiled. "Your father was a good man," Jania said.
I didn't tell any of my classmates what happened, or my friends, but soon everyone knew anyway, I was able to avoid my friends, until the funeral, I stood in front with the two knights that had been my father's Padawans. No one cried as we watched the pyre, as the flames began to die, people drifted off, soon it was just Master Luke, two knights, myself and one of my friends stood at the back. I walked up to the pyre, it was still hot, "Good bye dad, I'll miss you," I lowered my head, before turning around to leave. "Jaime, the council would like to speak to you in the morning," Master Luke said as I was about to walk out the door. "Yes Master," I said, my friend followed me out of the room. "Jaime, would you like to talk to someone, you know I'll always listen," Baylee said. "I know, but, right now, I don't feel like talking, do you want to go sit by the waterfall?" I said. "Sure," Baylee smiled at me.
We sat for an hour at the foot of the waterfall, in complete silence, I looked at the rushing water, mesmerized by it. "What is it about flowing water that has so many people entranced?" I heard a male voice behind me. "It's soothing, there's something my mother once quoted, I never really understood it, because I've never seen a Zamboni but she always said, 'There are three things in life that people like to stare at. A rippling stream, a fire in a fireplace and a zamboni going round and round'" I said.
"What is a zamboni?" Wedge asked. "It's a machine that cleans ice so that people can put on special boots and skate around on it," I said. "They skate on the Zamboni?" Wedge was confused. "No silly, they skate on the ice," Mara said. We sat around and talked, and joked for about an hour, no one said anything about my father.
I had good days and bad, mostly good, soon my 11th birthday was upon us, all of my friends met at the waterfall, and they gave me gifts, we were talking and Ben shoved Mara into the water, so we all threw him in, they both came out laughing. "Children," We all groaned quietly, Master Brakiss was standing nearby, "Isn't there something you could be doing, like practicing something, instead of disturbing the entire temple." "Brakiss, you're such a grump, they aren't bothering anything," Jania came into the room. We all sighed with relief, Jania was always on our side, if she was around. "Jaime, I've got to talk to you," She said. I followed her out of the room, she looked at me with a serious expression, "I've been considering taking a Padawan for a few months now, and the council gave me a list of potentials. When I saw that list, I knew that I had found the Padawan I wanted, Jaime, would you be my Padawan learner?" She asked.
A/N: the quote is in CSI Grissom says it when a hockey player gets killed, but also it's a quote from Charlie Brown.