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.
I'm considering changing the title to family ties, or ties that bind, or something more fitting for the way I'm planning for the story to go in the later chapters, tell me what you think about a new title, and maybe with
suggestions.
I've also decided that each chapter will be from a different character's P.O.V. but I may need suggestions for families that two of my characters can have belonged too, It can't be Luke's family (in any way) or from any
known Jedi, the only reason Jaime was, is because she's got to be
different.
Chapter 2
**Jessie**
I was the youngest in my year, with my birthday being on the last day of the last month. Normally one born so close to the end of the year may be kept back to the next year, but I had been an early bloomer, without my parents pushing things on me. The Jedi noticed my force potential when I was dropped off, just hours after I was born, my parents hadn't wanted me, so my father had dropped me off at the new Jedi temple. That was almost 8 years ago, I believe that all the Jedi children looked forward to becoming initiates, but I wasn't, as an initiate, even an 8 year old one, you didn't get a lot of extra attention, unless you needed it. Where as the young ones got as much attention as they wanted, I know it was to help each child grow as best they could. Before becoming a group of initiates, the children all went home for a week, to see if that was what they would rather do, most returned to the temple, some it seemed, only returned because they wanted to be somewhere familiar. There were a few orphans in the academy, but almost none who had been abandoned, I would be leaving all that I had known for the last five years, a week before my birthday. As my classmates finished their tests, they were taken by a knight to the place where their shuttle would launch, and bring them home. There were two others who hadn't finished their tests when I finished, I handed the paper in, and walked past the knight who was waiting to take the other two to their shuttles.
Once I left the room, I walked to our old dorms, since I wasn't leaving the temple during the break, I hadn't needed to bring my things to the final test. I picked up the bag, and placed the strap on my shoulder, I was about to leave when the masters came in herding the three year olds that would be taking our place in the family style residence. There were four of them, I knew that over the next two years that more would come, and even a couple after, though those would be fewer. As a rule, you had to take three years of reading, writing and a few other classes before you could be an initiate. Though most initiates were the same age, if anyone was behind their age group, they would be placed with the initiates at their level. If you were not chosen as a Padawan by the age of thirteen, then you would have a choice, to be assigned a master, or to work in the temple. If you chose neither of those options, then you were allowed to return home, but as far as I had heard, that hadn't happened, yet. When a master wanted to choose a Padawan they would go to the council, and be given a list, the initiates on the list had a personality that complimented the master's own personality. The master could also choose to take on an older Padawan, but that was rare, if the council decided that the master could handle the older Padawan, then they could assign the Padawan to the Master, and the master had little say. "Jessie, we don't usually do this, but if you ever need someone to talk to, come see us, we'd be glad to see you again," Master Gehku said. "Thank you master Gehku," I smiled, bowed my head a little, and left.
When I entered the initiate dorms, I couldn't sense anyone around. I walked up to the door that said dorm master. "Come in, Jessie," A voice said from inside, The door opened, and I took a step in. "I know of your history, I've had a hard time trying to figure out who you'll be able to fit in with, but one cannot see what kind of person you'd get along with, as you spend much of your time alone," The master said. I just stood there. "But I have finally decided, You will share a room with Cyrus Horn, he's in class right now, but he's a good kid." "Alright," I said, I knew Cyrus by reputation, he was one of the council members' sons. The master led me to the room, and soon I was unpacking next to an empty bed, the bed above was not in such condition, the blanket was half off when I entered, as soon as the door had closed, I took the remaining items off the lower bunk. There was no bedding on it, I made the bed, and then began to unpack my things into the drawer next to my bed. I knew I would be getting a training saber as soon as I knew how to use it, but my first saber would only have a stun setting, meaning that if I accidentally hit someone with the blade, their limb would go numb for a bit, but that was the extent of the damage it could cause.
Once classes started up again, time passed quickly, hanging out with Wedge most of the time brought out the prankster in me, we were constantly playing pranks on our friends, and the Dorm master. One day, I was walking by the master's open doorway and heard him say, "Master Luke, I believe I have made a mistake in placing Jessie in the same room as Cyrus." "Why do you say that?" Another voice, presumably Master Luke, the head of the Jedi order asked. "Well, Jessie was a very well behaved child, quiet I'd admit, but now he's often caught pulling pranks, stuff Cyrus obviously thought up, I recognize the style, I didn't realize he'd be influenced so much by the older boy," "Has Jessie done more than just harmless pranks?" Master Luke asked. "No Master, but I worry, the boy has quickly gone from shy and reserved, to a prankster, which I don't believe he'd do, without Cyrus' influence," The master said. "Then do what you believe is best," Master Luke said. "I will, Jessie will be moved out of the room as soon as there is another bed available." "Please don't take me out of the room," I ran in, "Cyrus is fun, and I'm happier than I have been for a very long time." "You've been eavesdropping, have you?" The dorm Master said. "Not eavesdropping, Masters, but I was walking by, and heard my name, so I paused, and realized you were talking about me, not to me, and that you aren't happy with my behavior, and I did not realize it displeased you so, but if you would allow me to stay with Cyrus, I promise I will not pull so many pranks," I said, worried. "Alright, if you keep your word, and the pranks are kept to a minimum, I will allow you to stay in the room that you are currently in," The dorm master smiled. "Yes master, I will do my best," I smiled. "You may go now," Master Luke said. "Yes master," I turned and left.
I headed back to the room, Cyrus was waiting on word of his latest prank, which I was returning from spying out when I heard the conversation. "So, did you see it?" Cyrus asked. "Yah, the look on Jaime's face was absolutely priceless," I said. "Jaime caught this one, this isn't good, she probably knows it was me, I'll have to booby trap the door tonight, she's going to want to return the favor," Cyrus began to gather supplies from around the room, I just watched him. I had only been there for two months at the time, and this was new to me, I knew Cyrus had avoided playing pranks on Jaime and her roommates, but I just assumed that he liked one of them, but he seemed to be a little afraid of Jaime. "She's only a year older than me, why are you so worried?" I asked. "Since her father was a member of Rouge squadron, and her Uncle one of the founding members, she's probably got a large stock of pranks up her sleeve," Cyrus said. "Your father was a member of Rouge squadron too though, you must have heard of some of the pranks she has," I said. "Her father, had not been requested to refrain from speaking of that to her, mine was, and I don't see my father nearly as often as she saw hers."
Time passed, Cyrus was an initiate till he was 13, on his thirteenth birthday, he was chosen by one of the older masters. I had the room to myself until my tenth birthday. On my birthday, the new class of initiates returned, I was in class when they got their room assignments, but when I returned to the room, there was an eight year old sitting on the bottom bunk. "Hi, I'm Jessie," I smiled, "you must be my new roommate." "I'm Kale," He said softly. "Well, it's nice to meet you," I walked over to the bunks, I had been looking forward to meeting my new roommate, hoping he wouldn't be shy. "How do you know it's nice to meet me, do you know what I'm like?" He said. "Well, alright, if you put it like that, I'm looking forward to getting to know you," I replied, I wasn't really liking him. "Really?" He looked a bit happier. "Yeah, Why not, I do have to warn you, I have my practice saber full time, and I sleep with it on my shelf," I said.
A/N Well, that's all for now folks, I got a review, so I'm trying to work on this one as much as possible, but some Ideas are hard to find outside school. Well, they may say that if you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all, but, say whatever you want, but, if you're rude about criticism, then I probably won't take your comments seriously.
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.
I'm considering changing the title to family ties, or ties that bind, or something more fitting for the way I'm planning for the story to go in the later chapters, tell me what you think about a new title, and maybe with
suggestions.
I've also decided that each chapter will be from a different character's P.O.V. but I may need suggestions for families that two of my characters can have belonged too, It can't be Luke's family (in any way) or from any
known Jedi, the only reason Jaime was, is because she's got to be
different.
Chapter 2
**Jessie**
I was the youngest in my year, with my birthday being on the last day of the last month. Normally one born so close to the end of the year may be kept back to the next year, but I had been an early bloomer, without my parents pushing things on me. The Jedi noticed my force potential when I was dropped off, just hours after I was born, my parents hadn't wanted me, so my father had dropped me off at the new Jedi temple. That was almost 8 years ago, I believe that all the Jedi children looked forward to becoming initiates, but I wasn't, as an initiate, even an 8 year old one, you didn't get a lot of extra attention, unless you needed it. Where as the young ones got as much attention as they wanted, I know it was to help each child grow as best they could. Before becoming a group of initiates, the children all went home for a week, to see if that was what they would rather do, most returned to the temple, some it seemed, only returned because they wanted to be somewhere familiar. There were a few orphans in the academy, but almost none who had been abandoned, I would be leaving all that I had known for the last five years, a week before my birthday. As my classmates finished their tests, they were taken by a knight to the place where their shuttle would launch, and bring them home. There were two others who hadn't finished their tests when I finished, I handed the paper in, and walked past the knight who was waiting to take the other two to their shuttles.
Once I left the room, I walked to our old dorms, since I wasn't leaving the temple during the break, I hadn't needed to bring my things to the final test. I picked up the bag, and placed the strap on my shoulder, I was about to leave when the masters came in herding the three year olds that would be taking our place in the family style residence. There were four of them, I knew that over the next two years that more would come, and even a couple after, though those would be fewer. As a rule, you had to take three years of reading, writing and a few other classes before you could be an initiate. Though most initiates were the same age, if anyone was behind their age group, they would be placed with the initiates at their level. If you were not chosen as a Padawan by the age of thirteen, then you would have a choice, to be assigned a master, or to work in the temple. If you chose neither of those options, then you were allowed to return home, but as far as I had heard, that hadn't happened, yet. When a master wanted to choose a Padawan they would go to the council, and be given a list, the initiates on the list had a personality that complimented the master's own personality. The master could also choose to take on an older Padawan, but that was rare, if the council decided that the master could handle the older Padawan, then they could assign the Padawan to the Master, and the master had little say. "Jessie, we don't usually do this, but if you ever need someone to talk to, come see us, we'd be glad to see you again," Master Gehku said. "Thank you master Gehku," I smiled, bowed my head a little, and left.
When I entered the initiate dorms, I couldn't sense anyone around. I walked up to the door that said dorm master. "Come in, Jessie," A voice said from inside, The door opened, and I took a step in. "I know of your history, I've had a hard time trying to figure out who you'll be able to fit in with, but one cannot see what kind of person you'd get along with, as you spend much of your time alone," The master said. I just stood there. "But I have finally decided, You will share a room with Cyrus Horn, he's in class right now, but he's a good kid." "Alright," I said, I knew Cyrus by reputation, he was one of the council members' sons. The master led me to the room, and soon I was unpacking next to an empty bed, the bed above was not in such condition, the blanket was half off when I entered, as soon as the door had closed, I took the remaining items off the lower bunk. There was no bedding on it, I made the bed, and then began to unpack my things into the drawer next to my bed. I knew I would be getting a training saber as soon as I knew how to use it, but my first saber would only have a stun setting, meaning that if I accidentally hit someone with the blade, their limb would go numb for a bit, but that was the extent of the damage it could cause.
Once classes started up again, time passed quickly, hanging out with Wedge most of the time brought out the prankster in me, we were constantly playing pranks on our friends, and the Dorm master. One day, I was walking by the master's open doorway and heard him say, "Master Luke, I believe I have made a mistake in placing Jessie in the same room as Cyrus." "Why do you say that?" Another voice, presumably Master Luke, the head of the Jedi order asked. "Well, Jessie was a very well behaved child, quiet I'd admit, but now he's often caught pulling pranks, stuff Cyrus obviously thought up, I recognize the style, I didn't realize he'd be influenced so much by the older boy," "Has Jessie done more than just harmless pranks?" Master Luke asked. "No Master, but I worry, the boy has quickly gone from shy and reserved, to a prankster, which I don't believe he'd do, without Cyrus' influence," The master said. "Then do what you believe is best," Master Luke said. "I will, Jessie will be moved out of the room as soon as there is another bed available." "Please don't take me out of the room," I ran in, "Cyrus is fun, and I'm happier than I have been for a very long time." "You've been eavesdropping, have you?" The dorm Master said. "Not eavesdropping, Masters, but I was walking by, and heard my name, so I paused, and realized you were talking about me, not to me, and that you aren't happy with my behavior, and I did not realize it displeased you so, but if you would allow me to stay with Cyrus, I promise I will not pull so many pranks," I said, worried. "Alright, if you keep your word, and the pranks are kept to a minimum, I will allow you to stay in the room that you are currently in," The dorm master smiled. "Yes master, I will do my best," I smiled. "You may go now," Master Luke said. "Yes master," I turned and left.
I headed back to the room, Cyrus was waiting on word of his latest prank, which I was returning from spying out when I heard the conversation. "So, did you see it?" Cyrus asked. "Yah, the look on Jaime's face was absolutely priceless," I said. "Jaime caught this one, this isn't good, she probably knows it was me, I'll have to booby trap the door tonight, she's going to want to return the favor," Cyrus began to gather supplies from around the room, I just watched him. I had only been there for two months at the time, and this was new to me, I knew Cyrus had avoided playing pranks on Jaime and her roommates, but I just assumed that he liked one of them, but he seemed to be a little afraid of Jaime. "She's only a year older than me, why are you so worried?" I asked. "Since her father was a member of Rouge squadron, and her Uncle one of the founding members, she's probably got a large stock of pranks up her sleeve," Cyrus said. "Your father was a member of Rouge squadron too though, you must have heard of some of the pranks she has," I said. "Her father, had not been requested to refrain from speaking of that to her, mine was, and I don't see my father nearly as often as she saw hers."
Time passed, Cyrus was an initiate till he was 13, on his thirteenth birthday, he was chosen by one of the older masters. I had the room to myself until my tenth birthday. On my birthday, the new class of initiates returned, I was in class when they got their room assignments, but when I returned to the room, there was an eight year old sitting on the bottom bunk. "Hi, I'm Jessie," I smiled, "you must be my new roommate." "I'm Kale," He said softly. "Well, it's nice to meet you," I walked over to the bunks, I had been looking forward to meeting my new roommate, hoping he wouldn't be shy. "How do you know it's nice to meet me, do you know what I'm like?" He said. "Well, alright, if you put it like that, I'm looking forward to getting to know you," I replied, I wasn't really liking him. "Really?" He looked a bit happier. "Yeah, Why not, I do have to warn you, I have my practice saber full time, and I sleep with it on my shelf," I said.
A/N Well, that's all for now folks, I got a review, so I'm trying to work on this one as much as possible, but some Ideas are hard to find outside school. Well, they may say that if you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all, but, say whatever you want, but, if you're rude about criticism, then I probably won't take your comments seriously.