Title: The Path of Dreams
Rating: PG
Author: Jedi-JEB (Jennifer)
Synopsis: Qui-Gon Jinn and Obi-Wan Kenobi are called on yet another mission of peace. But on their way to keep it they meet up with someone Obi-Wan never expected to meet again, his parents.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything relating to Star Wars and I am not making money off of this. I am just a poor 17 year old with too much time on her hands and wanting to have a little fun. :)
CHAPTER 1
A woman's long hair flowed in the wind as she held a bundle in her arms. She was singing to the bundle and rocking it as she stood in a field of grass. Her blue eyes were almost as clear as the sky above her, which just set off her magnificent features. She was smiling. She was happy. A pair of long arms wrapped around her waist. It was a man. She smiled up at him, and he ran his hand down her face. He was handsome with his long blonde hair blowing in the wind as well. He was smiling too. Then, the sunny sky turned dark and the clouds covered the sky, turning the beautiful field fierce and unwelcoming. The couple looked grief stricken as the bundle they were holding disappeared. The woman fell to the ground in tears and the man went to comfort her. As he looked up, his eyes turned dark with anger and he whispered, "Jedi," in complete hatred as a tear ran down his cheek. Then everything went black.
Obi-Wan Kenobi jolted awake on his sleeping couch, panting from the horrible nightmare he had just had. He ran a hand through his short hair feeling how messy it was. He had another restless night, the third in a row. Normally, Obi-Wan had no problems sleeping. He would meditate into sleep, but the past few nights he had been haunted by this dream.
In the Temple, Jedi students were taught that dreams are nothing more than dreams. At times, the Force would give them a glimpse of the future, but you never could rely on it. So all dreams were regarded as just that.
This dream, however, disturbed Obi-Wan. The woman looked and felt familiar, as did the man. Obi-Wan wondered if he knew the couple. Why else would they seem familiar? Unless the man was him.
The man's features weren't too clear, but the familiarity could be explained by it being him. But why would he be with the woman? The couple seemed intimate, possibly husband and wife. And why would he be so bitter again the Jedi? He was one. These thoughts only led to many more questions, but Obi-Wan dismissed them. The man in his dreams couldn't be him. He was putting too much thought into the dream. It meant nothing.
Obi-Wan sat up on his sleeping couch on board the vessel they had borrowed from the palace from their previous mission. The newly instated Queen had insisted they take it as a small token on her gratitude. She even sent the best pilot she could find to take them to Coruscant. It was relatively large with two sleeping quarters, a small galley, and the cockpit. It was fitted with a hyperdrive, but it was an older model so it was slower than a normal ship. Which was why it was taking so long to get back to Coruscant.
Stretching his arms out, Obi-Wan looked to the next bed seeing his Master, Qui-Gon Jinn, asleep. He was always amazed at how his Master slept so soundly. It was something Obi-Wan greatly admired. His Master didn't bother with dreams, nor let them affect his actions. They were just dreams. It was something Obi-Wan needed to learn.
Pulling his legs up close to him, Obi-Wan closed his eyes in an attempt to meditate. He couldn't get into the mindset though. His mind was not calm, and as much as Obi-Wan tried to clear his mind, he couldn't.
"You are restless," Obi-Wan heard the voice of his Master say. Qui-Gon opened his eyes and sat up on his own sleeping couch to face Obi-Wan.
Slowly opening his eyes, Obi-Wan sighed and nodded. "Yes Master, I am disturbed by a dream," He freely admitted.
Qui-Gon raised an eyebrow at Obi-Wan looking at the apprentice for a moment. "A dream? Would you like to tell it to me?"
Obi-Wan hesitated, but went on to tell Qui-Gon of his dark dream. About the woman and man, who were both familiar to him. How they were holding a bundle, which Obi-Wan guessed represented a baby, and the hatred the man showed towards the Jedi. As Obi-Wan shared his thoughts that the man might possibly be him, Qui-Gon held up his hand to stop him.
"Padawan, I am quite sure this dream was not about you. This man could be anyone or represent anything. There is no way of telling. You can not think far into your dreams, they are unreliable."
Obi-Wan nodded. "Yes, Master. But they still disturb me."
"Listen to your insight. It serves you well, but do not let it affect your feelings or control," Qui-Gon instructed.
Obi-Wan nodded again. "I won't, thank you Master." Obi-Wan offered a smile to Qui-Gon when they were interrupted by a knock on the door.
"Yes?" Qui-Gon called out stepping across the small cabin and to the door as the pilot of the ship stepped into the room.
"Master Jedi, we are receiving a communication from the Jedi Temple for you," The pilot reported.
Qui-Gon shared a glance with Obi-Wan and then answered the pilot. "We will be there right away." The pilot nodded and left the room. "Padawan," Qui- Gon said turning to give instruction to Obi-Wan, but he was interrupted as Obi-Wan finished his sentence.
"Get ready?" Obi-Wan asked, already dressed and ready to go. Qui-Gon smiled and nodded and then started to get himself ready as well.
The Jedi finished getting everything together and in moments they were heading towards the cockpit. The pilot saw them coming and was already pressing a few buttons. "Wait a moment, I have them on hold."
Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan took their places in front of the com as the hologram of the Council faded into view. Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan bowed in respect and Mace Windu started to speak.
"We have received a communication from the planet, Sorrus, asking for our aid. The King of that planet has claimed he has received threats from a leader of a native tribe living there. They share the planet, but as the capitol city, Sclien, has been expanding they have ventured out into the tribe's territory. And the leader isn't please with this to say the least. He has sent threats of war the King."
"And he wants us to keep this war from happening?" Qui-Gon asked.
"Not exactly. The King has a peace offering for the tribe. He wishes to present it to the leader, but he doesn't want there to be any problems. You are to oversee this offering and make sure everything runs smoothly," Mace explained.
Qui-Gon frowned at this. "So we are going to babysit them."
"I know you do not like these type of missions, but you and Obi-Wan are the closet to Sorrus. They needed someone within the next day and I'm afraid you are the only team who can get there in time," Mace responded.
Sharing a glance with each other Qui-Gon turned back to the Council. "Of course we will take this mission."
"Be careful you must," Yoda spoke up. "Ruled by wealth this planet is. Want to see the city expand, many do."
"And the ones in support of this expansion have many funds to do so. The only thing stopping them is the treat of this war," A female Council member said.
"Another border dispute, which is trailed by war," Qui-Gon said. "Yes, but the Chancellor does not want war to break out. See, Sorrus is apart of the Republic to which it is also funding," She added.
Qui-Gon nodded. "I see. We will not allow war to break out."
"Good. You will meet with the King at his palace in Sclien. He is expecting you. Then you will meet with the Tribal leader. But be careful. He highly mistrusts the Republic and the Jedi and will not welcome you as friendly as the King might." Mace added.
Hearing this, a frown came to Obi-Wan's face and his mind drifted to his dream. The man's hatred for the he be this tribal leader? The baby could have represented his land being taken away by the wealthy city. And because the people were apart of the Republic he hated it, and the Jedi.
Obi-Wan's mind was working a mile a minute, completely forgetting who he was in the presence of until he heard Mace's firm voice speak up.
"Padawan Kenobi..."
Obi-Wan looked up to see Mace Windu's sharp gaze staring at him, eyes searching the boy, feeling his distraction. It was then Obi-Wan became painfully aware that the whole council could have probably heard his thoughts.
"Is there a problem?" Mace asked.
Obi-Wan shook his heard. "No, Master."
Fortunately Qui-Gon had felt how uncomfortable Obi-Wan was and he spoke up for his apprentice. "He is fine. We are ready to take this mission."
Yoda nodded. "Sending you the coordinates, we are."
A beep came from a control panel and the pilot tapped a few buttons. "I got them. It won't take long to get there." He said, changing their course.
"May the Force be with you." With one final send off from Mace the transmission ended and Obi-Wan turned to Qui-Gon expecting to get reprimanded.
As the Jedi Master faced his apprentice, he crossed his arms. "I do not think this is merely just a dream of yours, however I am not entirely sure this Tribal leader is who your dream was about."
"I suppose we just have to wait. Go on with the mission." Obi-Wan said and Qui-Gon nodded.
"You let your dream cloud your mind." Qui-Gon stated.
"Yes, Master. I should go meditate. Get a clear mind before we start this next mission."
Qui-Gon smiled. "I will come get you when we have arrived."
"Thank you Master." Obi-Wan smiled and started out.
"You are going to meditate right now? We will be there in half an hour." The Pilot commented and Obi-Wan just smiled at him.
"Then I better get to it." With that Obi-Wan left the cockpit.