Neither Star Wars, nor any of its characters are owned by me, because if they were I wouldn't be writing this. So far the characters are all original, but that'll change.
Though this is my first Fanfiction, I'd like as much criticism as possible, as I'd really like to work on my writing.
The Force Exchange.
Chapter 2.
Beginnings.
Pristine water flowed over the smooth pebbles in the garden. Though it was not the largest garden, and even though it had none of the beautiful, exotic plants that expert botanists gardens would have, the quaint garden in the Jedi academy was possibly the most soothing place in the galaxy. Maybe it had absorbed a great deal of the force from the Jedi, maybe, it had been rumored, that it had been the training ground of the great Jedi master Yoda. Whatever the reason, the garden seemed to render any person calm, or at least stopped their aggressive thought. Because of this, masters training their padawans would often come here to clear both their minds, and that of their apprentice.
Suddenly, bursting out of the calm like a rocket, a stone was hurled, smashing to pieces against the durasteel wall, hidden behind vines. Jedi Master Durke Qelya looked down at his padawan, and grimaced, though only slightly, as the stone shot off.
The padawan gasped as he fell, hitting his elbow on the smooth stone he was balanced on.
"That was good", said Durke, "But you must learn to control the flow of the force, if you do not control it, it will take it own path, doing its own task."
"But, master", said the padawan, " Yoda speaks of the force controlling everything in its own way anyway, would it really matter?"
"You raise a good question", muttered Durke thoughtfully. Though Durke was strong in the force he was never sure that Yoda and the council were right, and often did not follow their will.
"While it is true that the force will manipulate the may people think, it generally leaves the task to the Jedi, to softly nudge the universe into the path it sees fit." Durke paused here to think, but soon spoke. "I shall contemplate on this later, you should continue the exercise.
The padawan took a breath, then using the force he flipped over and stood on the ground with one hand, using the force as a sort of bumper to keep him up. Soon he was able to send waves of the force out, lifting up the stones that had dropped. They began to spin around him, slowly at first but then picking up speed, until, Blam. All of the stones flew off at high speed, shattering when they hit something. The padawan fell, once again hurting his arm. The padawan had thought he had made a large error, resulting in his loss of concentration, when he heard the real reason.
"I repeat, this is not an exercise. All Persons are required to report to the great hall immediately."
Durke was obviously startled, just as much as his padawan, though he overcame the shock much faster.
"Damn, was must have lost another. Come we must get to the hall."
As the door of the Great Hall of the Jedi Temple flew open,
Tyve Yunsi was absolutely astounded by the sight. Hundreds, even thousands of Jedi Robes seemed to be floating around. Many students were lying down on the cold stone floor. Masters were teaching many others. Even more were running around, playing trivial games, or playing pranks on masters with the force, only to be scolded for their conduct.
From the Entrance of the hall, a towering door, fifty feet or so higher than the actual floor, everything seemed grand. When you walked down the steep stairs to the main floor the floor was the first thing you saw. The floor of the Great Hall was made of extremely rare black obsidian stone. It looked to almost be glass, and there seemed to be small crystals, hovering deep under the ground, though in truth there weren't. This odd flooring gave everyone who walked in the hall a strange "floating" air to them.
In places in the floor were small etchings, glowing blue, which marked training areas, and near the end of the hall was a large area for dueling. Along the left were statues of the greatest Jedi. Small blue lights seemed to float in front of them, forming words, and telling of the histories of these great people. On the right wall were similar statues, though of the "greatest" Sith, along with their histories, in red lights, always describing their failings in great detail. At the end of the hall was a giant statue, of an unnamed Jedi, which towered high above the floor and was nearly supporting the ceiling, hundreds of feet high. Inscribed in the base of the Statue were the words "The wisdom of life is to understand." Under this was written the Jedi Code. In front of the statue was a small pedestal, on which a speaker could stand, and by means of the force be heard across the entire hall.
As soon as Tyve, and his master Durke, began to descend the stairs three members of the Jedi Council, Yoda, Mace Windu, and the newly appointed Kayon-Dur Kenobi, made their way to the pedestal. Yoda hopped up onto the pedestal, and softly said, "Silence." The entire hall began an eerie quiet as everyone obeyed his command in unison.
"Descended upon us a grave time has." Spoke Yoda, in his usual odd grammar. "Disappeared many Jedi have and not over I fear it is. Disappeared has Master Mundi. In his place appointed Master Kenobi the council has, but only temporarily they hope. Decreed the counsel has that if Masters or padawans wish, help they may. If you wish come to the council chambers." With these oddly jumbled words Yoda crawled off the pedestal, and Windu climbed onto of it. "Now that Master Ki-Adi Mundi has disappeared, this has made the fifth Jedi lost, we fear there is a real danger, so some restrictions will be in place."
The remainder of Windu's speech was lost to Tyve as he turned to Durke. "Isn't putting Kayon-dur on the counsel a big risk for Yoda? His is a great Jedi, but with his involvement in the Korriban tomb des-"
A pained look spread over Durke's face.
"I don't want to talk about it. It is a big risk, but I believe Kaydon-dur's dance with the dark side is over. He is a great addition to the counsel. Come now. We must go to the Counsel's chambers if we are to aid in the search.
Tyve looked up, surprised. "How'd you know?"
Durke smiled, saying, "I didn't need to. You always crave an adventure. Something a true Jedi should avoid."
An embarrassed smile crept up Tyve's Face.
A few hours later the sun was setting directly outside the grand view that was the counsel's chambers. In the chambers of the counsel, in the peak of the tallest spire of the Jedi academy, the Jedi masters was quite tired, as many teams of Jedi wished to help search for their missing companions.
"After you have found the trail of Adi and her padawan, report it to us immediately."
A weary Mace Windu looked up from the instructions he had typed out into the datapad, which he now handed to the young white haired padawan. She quickly gave thanks, bowed and briskly walked out of the counsel, heaving a great sigh of relief.
"Ha!" said Mace, "One more and we'll be able to get a nice sleep."
Yoda humpfed. "Sleep? Never seek pleasures a Jedi should, though weary we are. Only one more will there be."
The door opened, admitting Tyve and Durke.
Instantly Kayon-Dur Kenobi jumped up and pointing at Durke said "Absolutely not! You all know the mayhem he caused at Korriban!"
Kayon-Dur looked around, and seeing Mace's glare sat down, quickly composing himself. "I am sorry, masters. I have spoken irrationally and out of turn."
Mace shrugged. "Although you have done more harm than good before, I believe you have learned your lesson, and with the approval of the counsel", at this he looked at Master Kenobi, "I believe we can trust master Qelya and Padawan Yunsi to help us."
"Agree with Master Windu I do," said Yoda. When the whole counsel agreed, except Master Kenobi, Mace handed Durke a datapad.
"We believe that whoever is kidnapping our Jedi is based on coruscant. Anything that happens here is known by this man: Deiran Soll. I suggest you talk with him."
Tyve spoke up, softly at first, but then after clearing his throat he spoke, quite clearly. "How do you know the lost Jedi haven't been killed?"
Mace looked at the boy worriedly. "We think that we would have felt it if they had died."
Tyve seemed to trust this answer, at least until Mace spoke again.
"Except… Except that when they disappeared we lost track of them through the force."