Title: Twisted Fates: A Jedi's Fate- Book One
Author: Jedidanny
Rating: PG to PG-13
Genre: Romance, action-adventure
Summary: The first story in a series, this is the story of Avalynn Stormhaven, mother of Renoa and Cole Stormhaven, and her adventures. R&R.
A/N: Star Wars doesn't belong to me, unfortunately. However, these characters do, so please don't steal them or I'll be a very cranky Jedi. R&R!
Another note: Okay, the thing with the council…I know it's not until the NJO that Luke has a council, but in this case, I needed him to have it earlier than that, so bare with me. Not really sure of who would be on the Council, other than like…Corran Horn. He's really the only one I can remember that would be on the council (been a while since I read the books). Also, I decided to change the title of chapter two so it would fit better with how I ended it, so don't hate me. I'll fix it in the first chapter soon.

Chapter Two
Runaway Jedi

"You look troubled, young Jedi. What is the matter?" Luke's asked, looking at the group of friends in front of him.
"Master Skywalker . . . These are my brothers, Garrik and Garren. My brother, Brayon, has been captured by the Sith and taken to what we think is a Sith prison or hideout of some sort. We want your permission to go after him and bring him back," Avalynn said.
Luke's eyes narrowed at the information he was being given; if this was true, he could not afford to send these students and two non-students on such a dangerous mission, but could he afford to send a group of Jedi who did not know the situation or have any connection to the prisoner of the Sith? This would definitely be a decision the Council would need to make.
"I understand your position, young Lorran. I know what it's like to feel the pull to help a sibling in need, no matter what the danger on your life. This is a hard decision to make, and it is one the Council and I will have to discuss. If you'll follow me, I will call a meeting of the Council immediately so we can discuss this," Luke said, breaking the silence after thinking for a long moment.
Avalynn nodded, "Thank you, Master Skywalker. This means a lot to us."
Luke nodded, "I know it does, Avalynn. You and your brothers have a bond that not many siblings have. My sister, Leia, and I for instance missed out on having a childhood together. As much as we wish we could have that back, we have grown closer over the years since we reunited and found out the truth about being related. You and your siblings are lucky; make sure you don't let anything like silly fights ruin that luck."
Avalynn nodded, thinking about his words as he lead them out of his office and toward the Council chamber.

The group of friends now stood in front of the Jedi Council in the chamber, facing a half circle of many different Jedi Masters, both aliens and humans. Two of the humans sitting there were both Avalynn and Darius's Jedi Masters; Luke sat in a chair at the middle of the table, waiting for the members to quiet down before speaking.
"Standing before us are Avalynn Lorran, her brothers Garrik and Garren Lorran, and Darius Stormhaven. They came to me telling me that the brother of Avalynn, Garrik, and Garren was captured and taken to not only a Sith hideout, but a prison, and they wish to be sent to rescue him. Only two out of this group are students of ours, and they are young and still in training, which is why I called this meeting. Should they go, they will be putting themselves in a lot of danger, but if they don't, their brother could very well be killed. Should we send some of our older students and their masters, we risk losing them as well," Luke said.
The Council began muttering under their breaths, debating what to do. Some argued that they should be allowed to go and could be trusted, only one of them being the Jedi Master that was training one of the members of the group, while the others knew it was too dangerous and it would take a large force to be able to storm the prison and come out alive.
A loud banging was heard and a Twi'lek Jedi Master with blue skin stood up from his chair and looked around at his fellow Jedi Masters, waiting for them to calm down before speaking.
"Arguing about the matter will get neither us nor these young Jedi anywhere, and it will only lose valuable time, much of which could be what the brother of these siblings is depending his life on," the Twi'lek, Av'lar Mehock, said, then looked to the group that stood before them. "I know that your quest is noble, and that you will do anything you can to bring the prisoner of the Sith, your sibling and friend, back alive, but I think it will require a much larger group than two students who are being trained and two who aren't even being trained as Jedi. There is too much inexperience and danger involved." He glanced around the half circle of Jedi, "We will take a vote on the matter and I am sure Master Skywalker will let you know the result as soon as possible. If you will, please wait outside."
Avalynn looked to her brothers and Darius and gave a nod before looking back to the Council, giving a small nod and bow before turning to lead her brothers and Darius outside. Before reaching the doors, though, she turned on her heel and went back to the center of the room, facing the Council.
"I know that we are young and inexperienced, Masters, but this is my brother we're talking about. Brayon Lorran is the man who faced having to see his Jedi Master killed right before his eyes without being able to do anything, as I'm sure many of you have probably faced," she said, glancing to Luke, knowing of how his first Jedi Master, Obi-Wan Kenobi was killed. "He chose not to continue his training, and I'm sure a part of him regrets it. But perhaps if he hadn't done so, my other two brothers and I wouldn't have had such a great father figure and friend. I have already lost both of my parents without hardly even knowing them, and . . . A long time ago, I lost my twin brother to the Sith. Don't make me go through that pain again, please." With that, she gave a small nod of her head before turning on her heel and heading toward the door where her brothers and Darius waited for her.
They now stood outside the council chamber, waiting for the Council to make its decision. Avalynn leaned against a wall, her arms folded across her chest as she waited.
"Hey, Av?" Avalynn looked up at Garren, "I'm proud of you for saying what you did to the Council. Hopefully it will be enough to grant us permission to go, and even if it isn't . . . I'm proud of you, and I know Brayon and Arek would be, too."
Avalynn smiled, "Thank you, Garren, that means a lot to me. I just hope what I said was able to influence their decision a little."
Darius stood next to Avalynn and wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her close. After a few minutes of silence, the doors to the Council chamber opened and Darius quickly let go, letting Avalynn stand up straighter and looking at Master Skywalker.
Luke's blue eyes looked at the group, letting out a sigh before shaking his head, "I'm sorry, everyone. The Council believes it to be too dangerous to be sending such an inexperienced group to go looking for Brayon, and we really can't afford to lose any Jedi."
Avalynn stared at Luke before shaking her head, turning to lean against Darius and hiding her face in his shirt as she cried.
"Is there anything we can do to change their minds?" Garren asked.
Luke shook his head, "No, but . . . I give you permission to take your personal ship and go after your brother. It's not easy thinking of losing a sibling to the Sith. I will deal with the Council, but you better leave as soon as possible, and . . . Maybe you should find some others who'd be willing to go with you."
Avalynn lifted her head up, tears rolling down her cheeks, "Thank you, Master Skywalker."
Luke gave a nod before walking down the hallway, leaving the group alone. Avalynn used a hand to wipe her tears away and looked at her brothers.
"Do you know anyone who may be willing to come with us?" Garrik asked.
Avalynn glanced up at Darius, "I think so."

Avalynn and Darius lead Garrik and Garren out into the courtyard of the Academy where she knew two of their best friends, Maverick Windthrower and Conan Darkwind, would be, dueling with their sabers as they got ready to show off to their Jedi Masters.
Conan stood a few inches taller than Maverick, but the two were very much like brothers, similar in appearance and personality. Both had deep blue eyes, but Maverick had shoulder length brown hair usually pulled into a ponytail while Conan had blonde hair with eyes that seemed to change different shades of blue.
Conan, Maverick, Avalynn, and Darius had all been friends for a long time now, and would do just about anything for each other, so Avalynn knew they would jump at the chance to help Avalynn's brother, even if it meant risking their lives.
The group made their way toward Conan and Maverick and Avalynn waited until they were done before calling out to them, "Conan, Maverick, can we talk to you?"
Conan and Maverick turned their practice sabers off and clipped them to their belts before moving over to their friends.
"Sure, what is it?" Conan asked.
Avalynn began explaining the situation, and told them that the Council had denied them permission to go after Brayon after Master Skywalker gave them permission, so they were going to take the Destined Runner, the ship that belonged to Avalynn's family but Avalynn used to get back and forth from Yavin to Corellia, to go to the prison and rescue Brayon.
Maverick nodded after she explained, glancing at Conan, "I think Conan will agree with me when I say we're behind you one-hundred percent, Avalynn. We'll go pack and meet you in the docking bay in about . . . Twenty minutes?"
Avalynn smiled and threw her arms around Maverick's neck in a hug, letting him easily lift her off the ground as they hugged, "Thank you, Mav. You have no idea how much this means to us, to me."
"You're welcome, Avalynn. Come on, we better get going so we don't get caught trying to leave," Maverick said, setting her down.
The group headed back inside the Academy, all heading in separate directions to get ready. Garrik and Garren went to the docking bay where both the Destined Runner and Enchanted Flame were kept to get their things.
And standing behind a bush was a figure with watchful eyes and evil thoughts and intents laying out in his mind . . .

Okay, there it is. I know it's short, again, but I promise it'll get better as long as you guys read and review. So, please review?

Chapter three: The Trap